Working late became the norm for me, as for any budding lawyer I suppose and as such my social life came to a staggering halt. I had only been employed at the Bridge and Laker firm for two months and was a lot more familiar with the copy machine than the court. My immediate boss - Mr Alexander Laker was a senior partner at the firm (and also the son of one of the founders) and seemed very fond of me from my first day. I was given the same work as any new attorney but he always spoke to me kindly with a pleasant smile, much unlike the way he treated the others who heard several varieties of the 'f-word'. He was in his mid forties, medium built with a handsome seasoned face. While looking at him, I always wished that I would look as good when I'm his age. I myself was twenty six at the time and looked like a fifteen year old - short spikey hair, face smooth like a baby's bottom and a petit tight body. As wonderful as it maybe for some to look younger than they are, it was a disadvantage for me and no matter what, I always looked like a young novice.
Mr. Laker would often stay back late working on a case and always chose me to stay with him to do the research. One friday evening we were still in the office at midnight. Tired and frustrated from hours spent reaching no where on a libel case, we decided to take a break. I took off my tie and undid my first two shirt buttons and Mr Laker took off his shoes and poured us both a drink. I went over to his desk to take my glass, and clumsily knocked the entire thing over the table. The scotch quickly leaked down the table and onto his trousers.
"Oh shit, I'm so sorry, Mr Laker, let me help you with that" I said as I hurriedly grabbed a tissue and started wiping his crotch without thinking how inappropriate that was.
"It's ok Mitch, I can handle it" Mr Laker replied while taking off his trousers exposing white boxer briefs. I could see the outline of his semi erect cock through the briefs as it was slightly wet. At that point, it seemed like my brain slowed down as I kept staring at his cock constantly. "Like what you see there Mitch" Mr Laker asked with something of a smirk on his face. .. "Let me give you a better look" he continued as I gave no reply. .. Sliding down his briefs I could now see his cock which was getting harder by the second. It had a nice mushroom head, was thick and well shaped. "Nice" I heard myself saying. .. As though I had no control of my body, I routinely walked over to him, knelt down and started to suck the tip of his cock. I remember it tasting something like precum mixed with a hint of scotch. I slowly worked my way down his shaft but couldn't get very far as his cock was too thick. In order to give my mouth some relief, I started to lick his balls and give his entire groin area a good oral massage. After a solid fifteen minutes of this, he pulled me up and kissed me, getting a taste of his own cock from my mouth. He held the back of my head and kissed me so carefully and deliberately that I felt as though I was with my long-standing lover. It was clear that libel wasn't the only thing Mr Laker had experience in.
He reached around and held my ass, squeezing it hard. "You know I always liked your tight round ass, got me hard every time I saw it" he whispered in my ear. "Really?" I said with a tone of disbelief. "Yea, it's the first thing I noticed about you. For a slim guy, you have a pretty big butt." He affirmed. I was a little bit embarrassed and blushed so much that he smiled and kissed both my cheeks.
"Time to see what you have" Mr. Laker said as he unbuckled my belt and pulled down my pants. Right away he removed my underwear and made me take them off completely. He looked at my throbbing cock for a few seconds before slowly sucking on it. He would often stop sucking and just kiss my dick all over. It seemed almost - romantic. The way he moved his mouth and tongue over my cock felt like smooth wet silk caressing my cock. I could feel the soft gum at the back of his mouth as he skillfully deep-throated me. The rhythmic motion of his mouth, tongue and throat was unlike anything I've ever experienced. It was like aching pleasure and I felt shivers going all through my body. Soon, I could no longer hold it in. "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum" I warned, but he continued sucking. My cock began to pulsate violently as it shot load after load into his mouth. He didn't stop sucking until he was absolutely sure he got to swallow every last drop.
"Wow, that was amazing" I said, still trying to catch my breath. "Glad you liked it, Mitch, but now it's my turn to blow a load" he said while caressing my butt cheeks. Instinctively I turned around and leaned over on his desk exposing my ass to him. We were both still wearing our shirts, he even had on his tie the whole time.
Leaving me momentarily, he went over to his desk drawer and located a half finished tube of lube. It then occured to me that this was not the first time he fucked someone in this office. How many interns did he screw? Was he screwing the others too? Suddenly none of that mattered and I spread my legs far apart to give him as much access as possible. He first lubed up his index finger and gently played with hole before pushing it in. I could feel his finger move inside me as he tickled my prostate. "Nice, tight as I expected. .. Wanted to fuck this the minute I saw it" he said in a low voice.
He then generously lubed his cock and poked my hole a few times gently, penetrating with the head of his cock only until I started to beg him to push it all in and fuck me. His thick cock made my ass stretch more than it ever did before and I had to hold my breath when taking it all in. His first few thrusts were slow and gentle and he gradually increased the speed.
We both moaned loudly as he drove his cock deeper and deeper. The feeling of his cock growing inside me was better than my own orgasm. He then lifted up my left leg, came closer and fucked me faster. In the heat of it all, he grabbed my chest and pulled so hard on my shirt that it tore. It really didn't matter to me at all as I was getting the most exhilirating pleasure I ever experienced.
I couldn't even tell how long he was fucking me but it seemed like hours. Toward the end, he started to thrust hard and came deep inside me. I could feel his warm cum shooting inside. We were both breathing heavily long after. . As I looked for my underwear and pants, he grabbed my hand, pulled me toward him and started kissing me passionately again. I'm not used to guys showing this much affection after cumming but it was beautiful. We were arm in arm making out for several minutes before he declared it was time to head home.
Alex and I (yes I call him Alex now) went on to spend many late evenings working on cases, doing research and all the other activities that usually follow that line of work.