Coworkers

I step out of my room to find Alex jumping between the TV channels. He’s wearing a soft pink shirt. He has 2 buttons open, just enough to see his muscled pecks. Black belt above his dark grey pants. He looks at me and all the problems of the world fall on my shoulders. How will I justify what he saw? What can I say that will make him forget that I was hard just by looking at him? What can I do? I struggle to find the worlds and he says “Tim, I’m really really sorry. I didn’t mean to turn. I was trying my best not to invade your privacy”. I cut him off saying it’s okay, not to worry about it, but he continues “No, no. You were kind enough to let me use your stuff, I should have respected you back, respected your privacy. I feel like I broke your trust.” Alex is such a sweetheart. I’ve always known this about him, but this is the first time I experience it first-hand. I look at his face and I can see the torture in his big blue eyes. I feel obliged to reassure him more than once that it’s okay and that I’m okay.

“Thanks”. By now, he’s standing next to me. I just realized he’s so close to me. He’s been getting closer and closer as he apologized. He leaned over and gave me a quick “man” hug. One hand around my back exactly one fingers above my ass. His fingers squeeze my waist and I feel my legs giving out. I want to collapse on the couch above him. I can feel my heart racing, my palms getting moist. All I want to do is wrap both my hands around him and pull him closer to me. I can feel my stomach yearn for him. The hug lasts less than a second but, in my mind, it lasted a century. He releases me and says: “It’s late already, I was thinking about ordering in, that way we can relax tonight, what do you think?” To be honest, I’m super tired and was wishing to stay in. “It’s as if you read my mind. I checked the hotel’s restaurant; the menu seems amazing.” “Great! I trust your taste”. Just when I thought the awkwardness was over, he continues “You have a huge dick man! I never thought you’d be hiding all that”.

What. The. Hell.

Why would he do this to me? Why would he mention my penis right after I was finally feeling okay again? Why!!

My face says it all and he adds “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to make things awkward. It’s totally fine. You don’t need to be ashamed of anything. We’ve had a long day and you were just… relaxing… I did it too”. What is he talking about? I stay silent for a while before he adds “Look, we’re guys, it’s normal to see each other naked, I mean there are plenty of shared showers here. You have nothing to be ashamed of, if anything, it’s me that should be ashamed for turning”. Although everything he is saying makes me feel worse, the way he said it makes me relax. “Do you want to me see naked so we’re even?” “NO” I blurt out, then manage to salvage it with “it’s fine you don’t have to do anything, it’s fine, I’m okay”. Oh! What I would do to see his perfect body so close to me. To be able to stare at his penis with him letting me. I am sure I would not be able to control myself. The real reason for not accepting, however, is that I’m afraid to get hard again if I see him naked. How on earth will I explain that! “Let’s check the menu and order, I’m starving” I add to make this conversation go away.

We order some food and Alex insists on ordering drinks as well. He says we deserved it after the long day we had.

We talk about work for a bit while eating then relax on the couch and continue our drinks. Alex ordered two margaritas with dinner, then two more rounds after that. He kept joking about how our expenses are covered by the company. We sat on opposite sides with our legs extended on the couch.

We got a bit tipsy. I usually need at least two more to get drunk, but I guess the lack of sleep and the long day kicked in. I suggest we play a game and Alex agrees immediately. He says he needed to use the bathroom first, then we play.

I stand up and pretend to go to the kitchen and throw an eye at his bathroom. The only thing I see is the sink. On my way back from the kitchen I do the same. This time, I’m in luck. Alex has finished and is now standing right in front of the sink with his pants loose. His untucked shirt is hovering while he washes his hands. Once he finishes, he drops his pants halfway down and I can see his briefs holding his thick ass before his shirt covers it and he pulls his pants back up and tighten them. I rush to the couch before he finally joins me back in the room and sits next to me. This time, he crosses his legs and sits closer to me, only my legs in the way. I move my legs and mirror his position. He asks “ok, so what are we playing?”. That’s when I suggest we play a game of questions, “we don’t know a lot about each other outside of work, so I thought we could take turns asking each other something personal, if that’s okay with you”. “That sounds great! I’ve always wanted to know more about you. What is the limit? What are we not allowed to ask?”. That’s when my brain starts to wonder. What does he want to ask? And limit? How uncomfortable will his questions get? I feel like I’m gonna regret this, but I don’t want him to know, so I answer “Well, I have nothing to hide… So ask away”.

We start playing and he goes

“I tend to ask personal stuff, so if I cross a line, don’t answer”

“Okay deal”

“When did you realize you were gay?” “Mmm, I think I was around 19, I had just started college and there was this hot guy on the swimming team and one day I saw him swim and something in me just clicked”

“My turn, what’s your best memory?” “Oh, going for the classics I see… Well, my best memory would have to be my parent’s 30th anniversary. We went to the French Riviera and spent a weekend there, just me and my two brothers and them. We hadn’t seen them for about ten months, and it was just perfect. It was a perfect family vacation”

“Do you regret breaking up with your boyfriend?” Why is he bringing that up? It was like six months ago… “You know, you could’ve asked me this without the game” “Yeah, I just didn’t want to overstep…” “Well honestly, at first it was rough, but after a couple of months I was better. We were not in a good place, and I think the breakup was the best thing that happened for both of us”

“Ok I’m going in full now, when’s the last time you dated? You’ve never introduced us to any of the ladies” “To be honest it’s been a while. I go on dates every now and then, but nothing seems to click. The last person I officially dated was Sarah, you’ve met her I think during the Christmas dinner like 2 years ago” “Wow since then?” “Yeah, after Sarah I needed a little time to myself… Part of why I didn’t ask you about your breakup was cause when I was going through that, I didn’t want anyone asking me anything”

“Now I’m going all in, have you ever had a crush on any of our friends? Or me?”. Yup. I knew this question was coming. I’ve been preparing my answer. “Yeah. Well to be fair, I have a certain type, and it seems our board have the same type. All our colleges are HELLA cute” “Yeah! You are right! We do all look good! So? you had a crush on me?” “Not gonna lie, I did at some point”

That’s when the bell rings. I head over to open the door only to find room service with a huge pitcher of margarita and two glasses. I turn to look at Alex “I was in the mood for more! I ordered when I went to pee. Did you notice the tablet next to the toilet seat? It’s like they knew what I needed”. I laughed and returned to my seat on the couch. Alex had pulled the table a bit closer to the couch and we set the tray at arm’s reach.

“What’s the weirdest thing you did during a relationship?” “Oh, I have the perfect answer” Alex replies as he pours two drinks and hands me one. “It wasn’t really a relationship per say, but we were on a vacation in Portugal, and we went to this nude beach. It was an optional nudist so we thought worst case if we don’t feel comfortable, we wouldn’t get naked. Once we were there, we felt the urge to undress. It was me and a girl I was going out with, and another couple. The guy was super tall and when he undressed, I couldn’t help but notice his huge penis. I mean don’t get me wrong, I am not self-conscious or anything, I’m pretty hung, but that guy! Woof, he was more than 6 inches soft! He must have been more than 11 inches. Well anyway, the most important thing that happened there was that at some point, we went into the trees, apparently, it’s common for people to have sex in there and the four of us wanted to try having sex on the beach. Each couple went in a different direction. Once we felt alone, we started kissing and, one thing led to the other… Right before we finished, we saw a random couple in the distance. I was dying to blow I couldn’t stop. They kept walking directly towards us, both naked and horny. I came while still looking at them. We both headed back to the beach. My god that was some good sex. But also, swimming naked in the ocean is something you HAVE TO try, if you haven’t yet”

“My turn? Do you mind sharing some details about your wildest sex adventure?” “Yeah, sure. I guess it would have to be when me and my ex had sex in a museum”. I couldn’t tell him the whole story, but I did tell him this “We were so horny, it was around 5 pm and we couldn’t wait to get back to the hotel, we were in Belgium, and we ended up fucking in a bathroom. Don’t judge me, they were SUPER clean. And we had condoms. I’ve almost never done anything without one. When we finished and we were walking out, there was two guys waiting to use the bathroom. It was so humiliating we almost died”. The true story however is a bit different. The bathroom had two stalls and while I was sucking Jonathan’s dick, we heard two other guys fucking. We were so intrigued that we peaked a look and found two gorgeous guys, both dark skinned, black haired, one fucking the other raw. What we didn’t count on was them seeing us. But instead of them being annoyed, they smiled at us. Me and John were talking about having a third with us sometimes and we just joined them. The one getting fucked started sucking my cock while the other one played with John. They didn’t have condoms, but we did. John’s fingers made their way to the guy’s asshole and before we knew it, he was fucking the top. The sight of John fucking another guy had me so hard and I started plowing the face of the bottom. That’s when the top asks “do you want to fuck him?” Without hesitation I turn to his ass, already loose from taking the top’s cock, a fair 8 inches, and I stuff him with my meat. He moans so hard as my nine inches go deep in his ass. I start fucking him like I’ve never fucked anyone before and that’s when I feel the top’s hand on my ass. He starts to loosen it with some saliva before he pushed his wet dick inside me. I’ve never bottomed raw before, but I was too horny to worry about consequences. I could feel the thrust that John is pushing transferred through the top then me down to the bottom. John then stops and turns to face the bottom, removes the condom, and has him suck his dick. The top stops fucking me just as he was about to cum and heads over the bottom’s face and explodes all over him. At the site of that, John blows his load on the bottom’s face as well. That’s when I pull out, push the bottom’s ass down and blow my load right at the moment when he turns to face my cock. The bottom’s dick had already blown on the floor. There we were, four guys, all panting. We kissed each other one last kiss before we cleaned ourselves and went back out to the museum.

I feel my dick hardening as I remember this moment. That’s when Alex stares into my eyes and says “Look at that, it seems the museum’s memory is doing its work”