Well, I’d be lying if I didn’t say how the situation with Melvin wanting to fuck me turned me on more than I have ever imagined. The fact that Joe became so jealous and claimed my ass as “his”, made me fall deeper for the guy. What could have ended up in colossal disaster turned into something brilliant for our relationship. It forced our feelings on the table.
It took me a few days to build up the nerve to bring up to Joe that he called me his “husband” in the heat of the moment when he confronted Melvin, but I just couldn’t let it go.
One morning, after Joe woke up with a hardon of all hardons and fucked me like he’d never breed again, I decided it was the right time to talk about it, taking advantage of post-orgasm clarity. Joe hadn’t pulled out just yet, and he was cuddling me, his hand softly caressing my chest.
“Hey Joe, can I ask you something?”
“Yeah, ask away, babe.”
“Remember when you called me your husband last week when the Melvin thing was going on?”
“I do, but did you really have to mention his name while my dick is still inside you?”
“Sorry…I just said it for context, but you do remember, right?”
“Yes, I just said I did.”
“So…does that mean what I think it does?”
“That I wanna get married?”
“Yeah”
“Well, yeah, eventually. I didn’t leave my wife for nothing you know. I did it so you and I could be together.”
I pulled myself out of Joe’s embrace and turned to face him so I could look him one eyes, his cum drooling out of my hole and down my leg.
“Really? You want to marry me?”
“I do, but I hardly think this is the time for any sort of formal proposal. We haven’t even brushed our teeth yet, there’s no ring, and we still have to get ready for work.”
“I don’t need a formal proposal, Joe, but we do have to get to work. You want the shower first?”
“No”
Joe pulled me out of bed and into the bathroom. We had “his and his” sinks in there so we stood side by side in the buff brushing our teeth. I couldn’t help but stare at my man in the mirror. He is such a stud I never grow tired of looking at him and enjoying the sight of his body. Makes me swoon every time, and still, I cannot believe he’s mine.
Joe smiled when he caught me looking at him.
After he spit in the sink and rinsed with Listerine he asked, “like what you see, huh?”
“Very much, yes.”
“Hehe, me too.”
Joe walked into the shower and turned on the water.
“You coming?”
“Maybe?”
“No time for that now, but let’s get cleaned up.”
Joe and I resisted temptation to fuck in the shower and when I was shaving my face, Joe went and brewed us some coffee for our commute to the office. I loved sharing mornings with my guy and starting the day next to and with the man I loved.
We were in the car when, after a few minutes of quiet, Joe spoke.
“Not that this is the right time either, but I do want us to be together forever. Just so you know, ok?”
“Yes, ok”, I smiled at him.
“You have a busy day today?”
“Yeah, you know how it is in HR, there’s always something going on. What about you?”
“Yeah, me too. A few meetings with some Board members and now that word is on the street that we’re growing, there’s been a lot of interest in getting time with me.”
“They just want to steal you away from me, but I’m not going to let that happen.”
“You’re so funny. Are you jealous?”
“Maybe a little”
“Would it make you feel better if I found some time during the day to put another load in you?”
“Always”
“Ha! We’ll just see if we can make that happen.”
Once we were in the office, we really did do our best to behave appropriately. We both knew everyone was gunning for me because we weren’t hiding our relationship, and there were some hard feelings about it. I was often called “the boss’s boy”, or “the boss’s ho”, behind my back and a couple of times to my face, especially when I had to fire people. I learned how to let it roll off my back and not to take it so personally.
It was probably sometime after 2 when Joe texted me. That seemed to be the best way for us to communicate at work without anyone getting all up in our business.
“Hey, you in a meeting?”
“Not until 3”
“Me too. Quickie?”
“Sure, your office?”
“Yeah, Maria OOO”
Maria was Joe’s new Exec Admin.
“BRT”
As I walked towards Joe’s corner office I always had eyes in the back of my head to see who might be watching, but it even if they were, I wasn’t going to turn down a daytime shag from my man who could never get enough of my booty.
I slipped into Joe’s office and locked the door. Joe was seated behind his desk and it looked like I’d caught him touching himself.
“What are you doing back there, Joe?”
“Exactly what you think I’m doing. Getting my dick hard for you.”
“Why don’t you let me worry about that?”
“I’d be happy to.”
Joe rolled his chair back to make room for me.
I crawled under his desk and was quickly blowing him. It was like a Men.com porn scene, but it was my life for real.
Just when we were really getting into it, Joe’s office door burst open.
I froze with Joe’s dick in my mouth and he rolled his chair forward so whoever it was couldn’t see me down there between his legs.
“Maria! I thought you were gone for the day?”
“No Mr. Joe. The appointment was for next week so I came back. Sorry if I scared you, I just wanted to tell you I’m back.”
“Yeah, ok, can you please close the door on your way out?”
“Richie! I thought you locked the door!”
I dislodged from Joe’s now deflated cock.
“I thought I did, too.”
“Fuck! That was close! Shit Richie!”
“So does this mean I’m not getting laid?”
“Oh fuck! I really need to bust my nut, Richie, but I don’t know if I can get hard again with Maria right out the door. Would you be mad if we wait until later?”
“I won’t be mad, just disappointed”
I crawled out of the small space under the desk and tried to straighten my clothes.
“Shit, she’s going to see you leaving my office, Richie.”
“Yeah, I know.”
“She’s going to know, isn’t she?”
“Probably. I don’t think she’s going to say anything. She probably won’t want to lose her job.”, I said.
“You’re right, but still not good. I wish I wasn’t so addicted to your ass, Richie. You know I can’t help it.”
“Hey, you know I never get enough cock, so we’re even. You know what this means, right?”
“What?”
“It means you’re going to have to make it up to me later. I’m going to make you work for it, too.”
I kissed Joe good bye and left him to think about what that meant.
Maria looked surprised to see me exiting Joe’s office, and a knowing smirk appeared on her face and was she blushing? She knew that something was going on in there, that’s for certain.
I can’t say I wasn’t mad that she’d messed up her doctor’s appointment and ruined our afternoon tryst, but things happen in life I suppose.
I carried on and slogged through the rest of the day and it was after 5:30 when Joe came in my office.
“Looks like everyone’s cleared out for the day in HR except for you, huh?”
“Yeah, it looks that way.”
“You know for the last hour I’ve been sitting behind my desk with a huge boner and took the risk of walking over here with it. Look!”
“Well, now I can see it. Damn Joe, you’re tenting! We’re gonna have to buy you some tighter underwear.”
“No, I don’t think so, my little man’s got nothing to hide.”, he said as he closed and made sure my door was locked.
“I wouldn’t say anything about that is little, Joe.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. I mean look at how far your pants are stretching out! It’s obscene.”
“Is it an HR issue walking in here like this?”
“I’d say so, but you definitely came to the right place to resolve it. Let me have a closer look.”
Joe walked over to my desk and stood right in front of me, his crotch at the perfect height for me.
“You know I can’t fix the problem if I can’t see it clearly, boss.”
“Oh, ok, well then let me show you what’s going on so you can see what you think.”
Joe undid his belt and unzipped, and pushed his pants all the way down to his ankles. His cock shot up, pointing right at me.
“Hmmmm, well, I think I’ve seen this problem before and the good news for you, boss, is that I have cured this condition many, many times, lucky for you, isn’t it?”
“Many, many, times? Are you saying you’ve been around the block there Richie?”
“Hey, do you want me to fix your condition or you want to talk about my slutty past?”
“Sorry, yes, please help me out!”
I teased Joe by just giving the head of his hard penis a soft kiss and I quick lick. Then I looked up at him with a mischievous grin on my face.
“What the heck are you so smug about down there?”
“I just remembered something is all”
“Oh yeah, what’s that?”
“You said earlier you were gonna make it up to me that we didn’t get to fuck when we’re so rudely interrupted.”
“Yeah, and?”
“So I want to cash in on your promise.”
“How so? My cock is as hard as a fucking diamond here and I gotta get off, Richie. What do you want me to do?”
“I want you to lick my ass before you stick it. That’s what I want.”
“Is that right?”
“Yes, it is. You had your chance for a phenomenal blow job earlier and you blew it, so now you have to pay the price.”
“I’d hardly call rimming your ass a price. I should be paying you for the honor. How about you let me get into some of that ass. Let me see it.”
Joe can be quite forceful when he wants something. He pulled me up out of my chair and twisted me so I was bent over my desk. I wasted no time and pulled down my pants and briefs.
Joe’s palms spread my cheeks apart wide and his face dove right in. Joe was damn hungry for it, slobbering and in turn making the sensitive tender skin back there feel ohhh so good.
“Ohhh yes, Joe! Fucking eat my hole!”, I demanded, reaching back with both hands to bury his face as far as it could go. Joe once told me his ex-wife used to get off just from cunnilingus alone and I could see why. The man knows what he’s doing and truly loves it.
Joe’s tongue wormed its way inside my opening and I was ready for his thick finger. Joe must’ve wet it first before gently pushing inside. And while that did feel mighty nice, I was ready for more than just a finger, I wanted and needed his cock right then and there.
“Fuck me, Joe! Put your dick in me!”
“I love it when you are so needy!”, Joe hissed.
I heard him spit into his hand thrice and then one good one right into my hole. I was literally quivering with anticipation.
Once that familiar helmet poked itself through my ring, I pushed back and took in all his inches.
“Ohhhh yes! It feels so good, Joe!”
Joe gave my ass a hearty smack and he was off, on his way to a full on cock assault, battering my insides like a fuck machine.
“Yes! Yes! Oh fuck me Joe! Fuck my hole!”
I encouraged Joe to give me everything he had. I like a good, hard and deep fuck every once in a while where I’m just his hole, there to be used for his pleasure.
My own boner was coming to life as Joe’s cock found my p-spot and before long I was hard as granite. Joe reached around and wrapped his hand around my cock and started jerking me off at the same time he was pumping his wood in me.
“I made you hard, huh? You love my dick in your ass. Tell me what you love”
“I love your dick in my ass, Joe!”
“Yeah, I know. Ask me to let you come!”
“Can I come please, Joe?”, I was begging as he kept jerking me and fucking me, making me delirious for release.
“Not yet, not until I tell you.”
“Fuck! Joe! Please! I need to fucking come. Your cock feels so fucking good.”
“Yeah, you want me to get you off? You want me to stroke you until you blow?”
“Yes! Ohhh god! Joe! I’m getting close. Please!”
“Hehehe…only because I’m a nice guy. Remember this the next time you get mad at me.”
“Joe, just get me off! Please! Don’t stop. Fuck me! Fuck me! Ohhhh fuuucckkk! I’m cumming, Joe! Ohhhh fuck! Ohhhhh! Ohhhhh! Ohhhh fuck!”
Blast after blast of my ball juice flew on to my desk I was cumming so hard and so much. After my waves of pleasure had subsided, Joe pushed me downward, his hand on the center of my back, over my white dress shirt and within a minute he was erupting his own white seed deep into my rectum. Joe fell over me, with his cock still impaled inside of me. I could feel his heart beating fast on top of me.
“I love you, Joe. Fuck that was so fucking hot!”
“I love you, too, Richie and yes it was. Your hole was fucking hungry today.”
“Mmmm it was. Joe, I made a big mess on my desk.”
“Yeah, you came a lot. That was so amazing.”
“See what you do to me. You made me a cum machine, Joe.”
Joe pushed my head to the side and kissed me hard, tongues and all, then he slowly dislodged himself from me and we were no longer intertwined. I felt a warm gush of seed spill down my taint. Lately, Joe’s been injecting buckets of jizz inside me and I haven’t been able to keep it all inside before it starts dripping right out of me, much to my chagrin.
When I pulled myself up from my desk my white dress shirt was soaked in spooge, and the wood of my desk was sticky.
“Joe, I think I’m going to sneak over to the men’s room to clean up a bit before we leave.”
“Yeah, I think that’s a good idea. I think I have a t-shirt in my office you can put on.”
Joe left me and I went to clean myself off and brought back a wet paper towel to clean off the desk from any evidence of our love making. A minute later, Joe returned with a company t-shirt.
“Here, put this on.”
I shucked my dress shirt for the t-shirt.
“Are the back of my pants wet?”
“Well, ahhh, yes, Richie. Sorry about that. I’ll just walk behind you real close and nobody will see.”
“The dry cleaners are going to have a field day, ha!”, I joked.
“Come on, let’s get out of here. You want to go out or do some take in tonight?”
“Let’s take something in. It will be nice just to be at home for a change.”, I offered.
“Yeah, and if you play your cards right, maybe there are more clothes we can cum stain together.”
“Joe, you’re insatiable.”
“For you, yes. What can I say, I have a high libido.”
Joe and I made our way to his car without anyone noticing which was fine by me.
Joe drove us home as usual.
“What’s got you with that shit eating grin on your face, Richie?”, he asked when he glanced over at me.
“I love knowing I have some of you inside of me. It makes me happy.”
“I love making you happy, especially because it makes me happy, too. I kind of like leaving my mark in you.”
“Is that what you call it, your “mark”, I asked in air quotes.
“Yeah, I’m staking my claim, leaving my mark, call it whatever you want. I know when I do it, it’s like I know you’re mine.”
“You know what I love even more, Joe? Knowing that when we’re sitting in meetings together, everybody knows that they can’t have you. Every woman and even some of the men wish they were me. I can feel the envy. It’s like they know you’ve inseminated me and they hate me for it. I feel like I won the prize. Maybe that’s bad, but I don’t care. That’s part of the reason why I have this shit-eating grin on my face.”
“So you think I’m the prize, huh?”
“That’s your takeaway from this?”
“Yes! Of course it is! You know what they say, Richie?”
“Who?”
“I don’t know, people I suppose.”
“What do people say?”
“They say you have to earn a prize. Prizes don’t come without the work.”
“Have I earned the prize?”
“Yes, you have, but it doesn’t mean you have to stop earning it.”
“So what are you saying?”
“I’m saying that if you want to keep me around, you can’t stop loving me. Don’t take me for granted.”
“I thank God everyday that you are in my life, Joe. I consider myself lucky to be with you, and that you love me. I would never take you for granted.”
“Well that’s good to know because there’s something I want to ask you.”
“What’s that?”
“Will you marry me?”
“What?”
“You heard me, I’m asking you now, officially, I want to be with you forever and always.”
“Yes! Yes! Of course I’ll marry you. Not the proposal I expected, but then none of this was ever expected.”
Joe kissed my hand and held it in his until we arrived home.
“Richie, I love you.”
And so there we were, two adult men, in love, now engaged to one another.
When Joe made love to me that night, I never felt closer to another human being in all my life.
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