Things were really ramping up in the office with our new business strategy actually taking hold. The pressure on Joe was immense. I could see it on his face and his shoulders were in constant need of nightly massages. It was important for both of us to take care of ourselves physically. Even from my limited Human Resources perspective, there were lots of logistics and planning to work out.
Joe and I had to travel to the new acquisition location. We decided to room together since we our relationship was out in the open.
After a long flight to the southwest, our bodies were tired and achy.
“Richie, we don’t have to meet the team until dinner tonight, why don’t we get massages? My treat. We have some time to kill.”
“Joe, you don’t have to do that, I can give you a massage if you want one.”
“No offense, I do appreciate your massages, but I want a professional masseuse. I’m going to call down to the spa and see if they can send up two of them and we can have a nice couples massage right in our hotel room.”
“In our room? There are no massage tables here.”
“You’re so silly sometimes, Richie. They will bring massage tables with them.”
Joe made a call to the spa and he said that there were two male masseuses coming up within thirty minutes.
“How we will decide who gets which masseuse?”
“I don’t know, Richie. You always overthink everything. You pick first and then I’ll just take the other one.”
“What if you don’t like the other one?”
“I’ll deal with it. Come on babe, we’re under enough stress as it is, just go with the flow for me, ok?”
“Ok, fine.”
“I don’t like it when you use that word. Fine usually means it’s not fine.”
“What word should I use instead.”
“How about, whatever you say, boss.”
“You would love that, wouldn’t you?”
“I would. You are ok with it when we’re fucking, try it when we’re not.”
“Whatever you say boss.”
“You’re a quick learner. Very good, Richie”
I rolled my eyes because I knew I wasn’t going to win this stupid argument.
“So do you think we should strip before they get here, Joe?”
“Yeah, why not? I think there are two robes hanging in the bathroom.”
I went to fetch them and placed them on the bed.
“Are you getting naked or leaving on your underwear?”
“I’m getting naked but you do you.”
“Of course you’re getting naked.”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“You’re confident, Joe. You have the body for that.”
“So do you.”
“Yeah ok, if you say so.”
I opted to leave my briefs on and when I wasn’t looking, Joe pulled them down and forced them off of me.
“Hey!”
“I don’t know why you’re upset. The view is so much better for me without them.”, Joe claimed.
We kissed a little on the king bed when we were interrupted by the door knock.
I jumped up to put the robe on and answer the door. Joe also put his robe on, but didn’t bother to tie it in the front. He has no modesty!
At the door were two handsome young men, both blonde, both at least six feet tall, nice builds, one with blue eyes, the other brown, and in the able hands were two massage tables.
“Hello, I’m Ivan and this is Grigor”, the blue eyed one said with a thick Eastern European accent. They both had black polo shirts on with the hotel’s name and they were very snug, hugging their pecs and chests very nicely.
I had to clear my throat to speak. It was like Abercrombie & Fitch models were entering the room.
I cleared my throat.
“Hi, I’m Richard, that’s Joe.”
“Nice to meet you both” , Ivan said. “I’m sorry, Grigor’s English is not too good. If you need anything just tell me and I’ll tell him, but he’s a great massage therapist.”
“No problem”, I said, as I smiled at Grigor. I was definitely smitten with him. I loved the way his hair dipped over his forehead, and he was the hairier of the two, his arms were covered in a blonde forest and I noticed a few strands right near the undone top button of his shirt.
Ivan must have caught me staring.
“So it looks like I’ll be taking Joe and Grigor will do you?”
Interesting choice of words.
“Yes, yes, that’s fine.”
Joe extended his hand and shook each of the young men’s hands.
“You can set up right here”, he said.
Joe and I watched them set up the tables side by side, with enough room for each to move around us comfortably. Each had a satchel of massage oils and a portable heater for the oil.
We were told to lie flat on our stomachs while they prepared. Usually the masseuse puts a towel over your ass when you have a massage, that didn’t happen here.
Our pillows and positions were adjusted and I could already tell the way Grigor was manhandling me, I was really going to enjoy this.
One of them turned on some relaxing music that helped me to drift off and to allow my body to unwind.
Next thing I know, two warm oiled hands were at my shoulders. Ivan was standing right in front of me. His crotch just inches from my lips.
I tried to relax. I never had a naked massage before, and especially never like this. Grigor’s hands were like magic. Somehow he had me like putty in his capable hands. He moved to the end of the table and started to massage the back of my thigh.
I turned my head to face Joe and his eyes were closed, face down. Watching Ivan work his hands on my boyfriend’s back should have made me jealous, but I was glad to see Joe leaning into this massage. He really has been working hard and deserved the break.
Interestingly, however, I couldn’t help but notice Ivan staring at Joe’s bare ass. It also looked like Ivan would take an occasional side glance to Grigor. Then Ivan gave a small nod.
As Ivan began to move his hands over my boyfriend’s glutes, I felt Grigor kneading my butt flesh, too. Joe didn’t even flinch. I was freaking out! As Joe laid there unfazed, I didn’t want to make a scene, so I put my head back down and let him continue on with the massage.
Thirty minutes into it, we were instructed to flip over. My dick was flaccid, I was a little embarrassed to be in the buff on my front side. Grigor just smiled and oiled up his hands, now behind me, working my shoulders again.
My eyes couldn’t help themselves. I noticed Joe’s penis was half hard. His cock rested to the left of his pelvis. Because Ivan was standing at Joe’s head, I couldn’t see his face. I did notice Joe’s big dick plumping as Ivan’s hands moved lower towards Joe’s pecs. Grigor was doing the same to me. Every time his fingers grazed a nipple, I felt my cock jump just a little.
I thought it was unusual for a masseuse to press his fingers into my abs, and as Grigor came closer and closer to my pelvic region, my cock grew harder and harder. I just couldn’t help it.
“I’m sorry”, I said.
I think I startled Joe.
“Don’t worry, Richie. It’s perfectly natural. I’m sure these guys have seen plenty of hard penises before.”
Was that supposed to make me feel better? Maybe if my dick was as big as Joe’s I wouldn’t be so self-conscious.
I was mortified when Grigor stepped to the other side and placed his fingers between my toes. Ivan had done the same to Joe. I caught glimpses of Ivan watching Joe’s hard cock standing tall. Grigor was not only looking at my erection, but Joe’s, too.
I felt like we were on the set of some dirty movie. This is the kind of thing that only happens on a set, not in real life.
Both masseuse’s hands were now working their way north to our thighs. I almost died when Grigor’s knuckles grazed my nuts! If the same thing was happening to Joe, he didn’t even flinch. I wish I had half of his calm demeanor. I am way too much of a control freak to go with the flow.
“You want we give you happy ending?”, Ivan asked Joe.
“Richie, you ok if we do this?”
Well at least Joe asked.
“I guess, ok”
That was all Joe needed to hear, and I guess Ivan and Grigor, too.
Grigor reached over and wrapped his oil slicked hand around my cock, and I could hear the sounds of it as he slowly went up and down, applying just enough pressure to feel good.
Ivan’s hand barely fit around Joe’s thickness, which I can most certainly relate to. The two worked in tandem, in no rush to get us off. I wasn’t expecting the two of them to kiss as they wanked us off together. That was very erotic. For me, watching them exchange tongues made my cock just erupt! Hot cum sprayed all over my chest and down Grigor’s fist.
A few minutes later, I heard Joe groaning with an intense pleasure. When I looked over, he, too, was painted with a copious amount of seed.
Ivan and Grigor took towels to our spillage and cleaned us up.
The massage was over. They helped us off the tables and as they were packing up, Joe placed a wad of money in Ivan’s hand. They smiled and left us alone.
“Are you ok, Richie?”
“I think so. I wasn’t expecting that.”
“I wasn’t either, it’s honestly the first time I ever let a man massage me.”
“Really?”
“Yes, you know I was a ladies man before I met you, remember?”
“How could I forget. You’re still not single. What’s going on with the divorce anyway?”
“It’s still with the lawyers. Look we both want to get this divorce finalized. I’m hoping it won’t be too much longer.”
“I never thought I’d fall for a married man…well, a married man that’s married to a woman.”
“Well, you did, and I’m happy you did.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Very much, yes.”
“Joe, can I be honest with you for a minute?”
“Yes, always.”
“I’m a little upset about what just happened.”
“Why? I thought you enjoyed it?”
“I did, but I felt like Ivan stole your load from me.”
“Huh?”
“If we didn’t get those massages, that happy ending would have been planted inside of me, and now it was wasted, smeared on a towel instead of savored as it deserved to be.”
“You know I can always make more?”
“I know you can, you’re like a cum manufacturing machine.”
“So what’s the problem then?”
“I guess I just didn’t want to wait for it. I was hoping to get some action before dinner.”
“Good things come to those who wait, Richie. Literally…”
“Are you suggested you are preparing my dessert right now?”
“I am, working very, very hard, too.”
“Well then, I will just be patient and look forward to tonight then.”
I kissed Joe on the lips and he pushed me down onto the mattress and we got into some heavy exchanges of tongues. Our oily bodies were still quite slick.
“Babe”, I said.
“Yes?”
“I thought you said I was going to have to wait until tonight?”
“You do. I just wanted to kiss you before we shower and get dressed.”
“Well, Joe, Jr. is poking my thigh.”
“That’s because my little soldier gets excited being around you.”
Joe pried himself off of me and extended his hand.
“Come with me. We both can use a shower.”
“Yes, we could. I feel so greasy.”
As tempting as it was to have a quickie in the shower, Joe and I behaved and scrubbed the oil from our bodies. I decided to take a shave since I hadn’t in a couple of days and wanted to look my best for our new team. Joe trimmed his short beard.
Joe called for a car as I was putting on a tie and we were whisked away to our dinner destination. It was a high-end steak house. Joe was excited as we hadn’t had a good steak in quite some time.
There was a table for eight. We would be meeting with the acquisition team. I was going to meet my HR counterpart. The outgoing CEO agreed to stay on until the acquisition work was completed.
It was a little awkward meeting this group for the first time. Joe had already met them several times before. He introduced me to Susan, the outgoing CEO, and to Melvin, the current Director of HR, who would soon report to me. He was definitely an out, flamboyant gay Black man, and a good looking one at that. He filled his suit very, very nicely. Big bulging arms, broad chest and shoulders. His thighs looked like they were going to burst the seems of his pants…and yes, the bulge was obvious and apparent.
“Why don’t you sit next to Melvin and get to know each other, Richie.”
I shot Joe a look…like don’t call me Richie when we’re at a work function.
“Sorry, Melvin, I meant Richard.”, Joe corrected himself.
“Thank you, Joseph.”, I said.
Joe just looked at me like he wanted to laugh.
“I’m glad to meet you, Melvin”, I said as red wine was poured in our glasses. Looks like we’re going to be working together pretty closely over these next few months.”
“Yes, we sure are. I’ve heard good things about you, Richard. I’m hoping I can learn from your experience.”
“Thank you, Melvin. Well, tell me about yourself. I don’t know anything about you, if you are comfortable sharing.”
“Not at all. Well, I’ve been in HR for about 12 years now, worked my way up in the industry to my current position. I have a degree from ASU in HR. I played football there on a scholarship. I don’t get to play anymore but I do hit the gym often.”
“Would it be inappropriate to say that I can see that. You are very jacked, Melvin.”
“I get that all the time, it’s fine to say it. It’s not like I hide it. Other than that, I’m single, but currently seeing an investment banker. We met online about six months ago and he seems really nice, so we’ll see where it goes.”
“That’s terrific. I’m happy for you.”
“Richard, I want to be up front, I know about you and the CEO, everyone does. I don’t care, I just wanted you to know that I know.”
“I appreciate you saying that. Better that these things are out in the open…like we are.”
We clinked our glasses and talked shop. Joe looked like he was fielding questions and commanding the table, completely in his element.
Dinner was delicious. We went through several bottles of wine by the time dinner ended, and I sure was glad Joe nor I were driving.
When the Uber came, we both sat in the back and Joe’s hand was freely rubbing my thigh, not a care in the world if the driver saw us or not. Joe lives his life this way…he just does what he wants.
“So how did it go with Melvin?”
“I like him, went very well.”
“I thought you would. He’s pretty built, huh?”
“He is”
“He’s also very gay”
“He told me”
“Don’t you get any ideas. You’re taken, Richie.”
“Joe, I would never get involved with someone who reports to me.”
“But you did with your boss?”
“That’s different.”
“Is it?”
“Joe, stop it. I’m in love with you. Just because Melvin is an attractive gay man doesn’t mean I’m going to leave you for him and how do I know you won’t leave me for him?”
“Because I love you, and I told you that you are the only man I ever want to be with.”
The Uber driver looked visibly uncomfortable with our declaration of same sex love, but drove on without comment.
When we arrived back to our hotel, it was fairly late and we both were a little drunk.
We were quick to take off our clothes, and sloppily dropped them to the floor. I slipped under the covers in my briefs, Joe was naked, as he usually is.
Joe spooned me, holding me close.
“Aren’t you forgetting something, babe?”
“Oh, yeah, good night, Joe.”, I said.
Joe’s cock rubbed against my left ass cheek.
“No, that’s not what I meant.”, he said seductively.
“It isn’t?”
“I promised you dessert.”
“But it’s late, how about breakfast instead.”
“No, how about dessert and breakfast. You can’t make me go to bed with blue balls, Richie. It’s not fair.”
“Ok, fine. But make it quick, Joe. I’m tired.”
Joe pushed my briefs down and off, throwing them across the room. I felt his warm breath on my ass cheeks, then his lips kissing each fleshy globe, his tongue explored my mounds before zeroing in on the folds of my balloon knot, using it expertly to lightly flitter and circle around and around, wetting it so sensuously, melting my defenses until my hole just instinctively sucked the tip of his tongue inside. It felt so glorious, preparing for Joe’s big tool to fill me.
“Oh baby, I love your ass so much. It’s absolutely perfect.”
Joe kissed the side of my face and my shoulder as his hard cock wormed its way inside me. We were bound together now, penis in ass, in a mating ritual as old as time.
Joe was not pounding me out tonight, this was a deliberately slow, passionate, almost spiritual melding of our bodies. I squeezed my sphincter gently to meet his pace, feeling the fullness of his erection from tip to base, ignite my most carnal desires.
“I love you, baby”, he said as the penetration continued.
I was breathless, too lost in the ecstasy to say it back meaningfully. I don’t think Joe cared, it seemed he was excited by the pleasure his cock was giving me, and let me luxuriate in the moment.
I felt Joe tensing up behind me, his cock swelling just the slightest bit more. I knew he was right on the edge. He bit down hard on my shoulder blade, grunting softly, his cock pumping just a bit harder, his grip tightening around my body. Then I felt it. The warmth and wetness of a fresh explosion of his ball juice filling inside me with every contraction. I could almost visualize the blasts of cream spraying my anal walls.
Joe’s lips grazed my cheek and his body slumped over mine. I wrapped his arm around the upper part of my chest and in minutes we were both fast asleep.
Almost eight hours later, I finally opened my eyes. Joe was not in bed with me. I figured he went to the gym as he often does. My hole felt slimy, used. I wondered if Joe snuck another load inside me while I was sleeping, but that didn’t seem like him.
I was pissing in the toilet when I heard the door open. Joe was back from wherever he’d gone.
I hadn’t flushed the toilet yet when Joe stood next to me.
“I gotta go, too.”
He was wearing gym shorts and a tank top, and was rather sweaty.
His one hand landed on my ass, the other pushed down his shorts and once his cock was out, he let it rip.
“I guess it was all that wine I drank last night?”, he said.
“Probably.”
“So, you hungry?”, Joe asked as he shook his dick off.
“For breakfast?”
“Or for this?”, he shook it again playfully.
“So you’re offering me dick for breakfast?”
“Yes, that’s what’s on the menu.”
“I bet it’s the best selling item on the menu, too.”
“It is, it gets great reviews.”
“I’m just going to have to sample it for myself”, I said.
I dropped to my knees right on the bathroom tile and opened my mouth. What a tasty treat. Piss, sweat, ass, musk…all these man smells and tastes combined made my own dick chub. I didn’t cum last night, so I was primed. My hand circled around my meat.
“Damn Richie, you really are hungry this morning. Fuck this is good!”
“Mmmmm mmmmm”, I expressed my love of his big fat dick.
I could see myself sucking Joe off in the full length bathroom mirror. It was fucking hot. My slobber was literally dripping down my chin and onto the bathroom floor.
As much as I wanted to taste Joe’s morning sperm, my butt hole had needs, too.
I bent over the bathroom sink and watched Joe claim my ass from behind in the mirror.
Joe grabbed hold of my cock and jerked it, keeping rhythm with his fuck strokes. This was definitely a more aggressive breeding than last night. It was pure. It was animalistic. Two men mating as if in the wild with only one goal in mind.
“Oh fuck Joe! You’re gonna make me cum!”
“Yes baby! I am so glad you left your cage at home. I love getting you off like this. I’m gonna make you cum baby!”
Joe began to seriously pummel my hole. The spooge from last night was making for some great lube.
“Fuck Joe! Ohhh fuck! Don’t stop! Keep fucking me like that!”
I watched myself barking orders to Joe as if I was in some kind of movie, like it wasn’t really me saying these things, but it was. I wanted to cum badly.
Joe put a little more pressure on his grip and went a little faster until I started to hump his fist.
“Ahhhhh fuck! Ohhhh fuck, Joe! Here it comes!”
I jutted my hips back and forth, fucking Joe’s closed palm. Squirting my jizz all over the floor,my thighs, and Joe’s hand.
Joe’s now free hand smacked me right on the ass.
“My turn, slut!”
Joe’s hands held me by the shoulders and he banged his load right up my ass.
“Ohhh fuuuccck! Take me fuckin’ nut baby!”, Joe demanded.
I loved it when he got a little aggressive and lost control. He was always in control at work, but when it came to sex with me, he often acted so very differently. This entire beast within him rose to the surface.
Joe was breathing very hard and when he finished injecting me with his morning seed, he carefully pulled out.
“Mmmm Richie. I know you gotta be feeling that load. It felt like a gallon of jizz just flew out of my balls!”
“Yes, I can feel it, Joe. Damn!”
“As much as I want to cuddle you, we really do need to hurry up if you want to eat something before our kick-off meeting.”
“Yes, ok. Just give me a few minutes.”
“Well, I need to shower, too. Look at me, I’m sweating like a pig.”
“Joe, you are a pig!”
“At least you could have called me a sexy pig.”
“Sexy and hot”
Joe kissed me on the cheek from behind and turned to the shower. I bent down to clean off the cummy mess I made on the tile floor.l before joining him.
I just watched Joe soap himself up and I found myself smitten.
“I love you, Joe.”
“And I love you. Where did that come from?”
“Last night, when we were making love, you said it to me and I didn’t say it back, so I’m saying it now.”
“You couldn’t. My dick in your ass made you lose your ability to speak.”
“Is that so?”
“Yep. I’ve finally figured something out about you, Richie.”
“What’s that?”
“You always have so much to say, but the minute my cock is in your mouth or your ass, suddenly you are at a loss for words.”
“So what does that mean?”
“It just means I’m going to keep giving you my dick every time I want to shut you up. It really is too bad I can’t do that in our staff meetings.”
“Joe, I’ll admit it, I love dick, especially yours. I guess it does keep me otherwise occupied. Look at it right now. You just dumped a load a few minutes again and already it’s dangling half hard.”
“Fuck Richie! I really wish we had more time because I’d love to keep you quiet for a few hours.”
“You’re so bad, Joe.”
“Damn, now you’ve done it. I can’t go to the office like this. My dick is hard again, Richie and it’s all your fault.”
“Joe, we don’t have time for me to get you off.”
“We can be a little late. I’m the boss. It’ll be quick, just give me your ass one more time baby.”
I spread my hands on the shower wall like I was being frisked and stuck my ass out.
Joe pressed his hands over my wrists and plunged his wet soapy hard cock back inside my sloppy hole.
I felt like a real fuck hole. Joe was using it hard to get himself off one more time, i pushed my hips back so he could go in deeper and I felt his balls slapping against me.
Joe became more aggressive and pulled my wrists behind my back which caused me to bend over even more. Now he was getting in real deep. There was so much slop churning in my guts.
“Fuck Richie! I don’t know what your asshole is doing to me, but it’s so fucking good! I’m gonna fucking bury another load right up in you, cumdump! Ohhh fuck! Fuck yeah!”
Water was spraying everywhere as Joe assaulted my rectum with his huge prick and finally planted his seed yet again inside my guts. I probably would have needed a Plan B pill if I had a uterus.
This time when Joe pulled out my hole couldn’t keep it in. Gushes of sperm poured out of my asshole onto the shower floor. I felt my hole involuntarily spasming.
“Goddamn it, Richie. Look at all that jizz spilling right out of you!”
“I’m sorry, Joe. I can’t help it. I know you like to keep me loaded all day, but this was too much.”
“It’s ok, Richie. Trust me, there’s more for you later. I’m not worried about it.”
Joe gave me a playful slap on the ass and let me have some private time in the shower while he finished getting ready.
I gotta say, with all that dick my ass was getting, there was no way I could forget I was getting bred by the boss. I was going to do my best to be professional today, but I gotta say, I loved being the one the CEO was sleeping with every night.
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