Can't Fight the Feeling

I came in on Tuesday and approached my boss to make sure I could come in late on Friday. I was still feeling elated after spending so much time with Bill yesterday, that we were already planning our Friday morning hook up. My boss was good with it, but as I returned to my desk, I saw one of the HVAC company guys coming my way holding a small ladder. As I returned to my office, he followed me in.

“Is it okay if I check something in here?” He had a sexy voice, and when I turned to look at him, I realized he was just as sexy looking with that stocky athletic look about him. He was wearing his company’s t-shirt, short sleeved and showing off an impressive set of guns with blonde hair over his big forearms. He had on a pair of blue work pants and beige work boots that completed the look. My insides churned as I got a glimpse of him, meeting his hazel eyes. I had expended a lot of cum just yesterday getting fucked by Bill twice. I was replenishing already.

“Sure thing buddy.” I said rather too quickly.

He flashed me a smile and looked up at the ceiling, giving me a chance to check him out a little more as I turned to watch. He had a beefy ass, and big hands holding the ladder. I could see his name on his shirt – Jeremy – as he put the ladder in place. He set the ladder down and glanced back at me with a grin. “Sorry about this. Hope I’m not in the way.”

I shook my head, catching his smile and smiling back. “Not at all.” I watched him go up the ladder and lift a tile up to peer inside the ceiling. When he did, his shirt rose up a bit and I saw bare skin. Solid. Not fat. Smooth. He was thick, not defined but no flabby gut either. My cock was bulging at just the sight of his exposed stomach.

He looked down at me and smiled again, replacing the tile carefully. “Don’t suppose you know where the mechanical room is?”

I raised my eyes to his as he started to come down the ladder. “Uh, yeah it’s just down the hall.”

He pointed a finger and thumb at me. “Don’t suppose you have a key and can let me in?”

His smile made me weak. Wasn’t sure if I was reading too much into it as I still had bald-headed hunk Bill on my brain, and the feel of his cock still pumping my ass from yesterday, but I blushed a bit and dug the keys out of my pockets and told him to follow me.

When I turned to make sure he was behind me, I caught him checking out my ass. At least, it looked like he was checking out my ass. His eyes had dropped, and when I turned he quickly looked up with a slight grin. I gave a little grin back and made small talk, asking him how the week was going.

“Oh, you know. Just trying to get to the weekend.” He gave me a goofy smile, shoving his hands in his pockets which showcased his triceps. I noticed.

“Yeah, I hear you.” I said as we rounded the corner. He looked about my age, and I saw no wedding ring on his finger.

“Trying to stay outta trouble.” He added.

I gave him a quick look back and he was grinning at me ear to ear. “How’s that working out for you this week?”

He scrunched his face up without taking his eyes off me. “So far so good. But you never know….” With that, he chuckled and gave me a wink. Then his eyes noticeably roamed down my body.

My heart started thumping in the usual way when I suspect a guy is flirting with me. He was definitely hot, with an air of confidence that I never seemed to develop over the years. His gaze lingered a bit as I showed him the door, and I actually caught him staring at my ass again as I unlocked it. He just gave me a grin as I held the door open for him, and then returned the favour by checking out his beefy ass as he moved past me, somewhat slowly I might add, as if he wanted to make sure I got a good look.

He stopped suddenly as if he forgot something and turned his head around, catching me staring. He gave me a look with that sexy grin again. “If I need a hand, are you the one to ask?”

I had a flash of what could happen next. Following him inside. Seeing what he was after. I even imagined myself on my knees in front of him in that boiler room, pulling out what I hoped was a nice cut dick, and giving him a blow job like no one had ever given him before. I could even see myself slammed up against the wall with him drilling me from behind.

But something stopped me.

“Depends.” I said, taking a step back. “But let me know if you need anything else.” I said and let the door close between us, leaving him with an interesting look on his face as he watched me disappear out of view.

He looked my type. Even a little rough around the edges for me. Something brutish about him. I thought that was what I wanted, but my mind went to the last time I had been roughly pounded by Ian that made me think twice about this. Feeling like someone’s fuck toy wasn’t what I was after. I remembered lying face down on Ian’s bed, my hands on the floor as he pounded my ass hard for over an hour. I was sore. It had gone beyond passion. Beyond a connection. I was begging him to cum and get it over with. And that was not what I wanted. That wasn’t what I was after.

Bill had opened up a whole new perspective for me. I had realized that all these guys I was having sex with was just that – sex. And the reason I kept hunting was because it wasn’t what I was searching for. I wanted a connection again. I wanted a relationship once more with a man. Guys and cocks was one thing. But I wanted more.

Problem was, Bill is attached to a guy. And I’m a married man now. So I walked away from “Jeremy” thinking I was doing the right thing.

Okay, plus I was at work too.

When I returned to my office, I actually reconsidered for a moment, and thought about going to check on Jeremy. Thinking this big lug was upstairs in our boiler room probably jerking his cock. And I wouldn’t mind helping him out. So when my phone rang, it was like fate was trying to tell me something.

“Hey sexy.” Bill’s deep voice said on the other line, making me blush in the privacy of my own office.

“Well hey there big guy.” I said quietly, looking around self-consciously even though I was alone.

“Whatcha doin’?” His voice was already intoxicating. So deep, so smooth, so full of sex. I felt my heart thumping in my chest, unlike before near the boiler room. That was about sex. This was something deeper. I pictured Bill’s hot face, his shiny bald head, his big muscled body, and that thick cock of his immediately and felt my boner waking up.

“Actually I’m being a good boy.” I said with a huff, making his voice raise up.

“Oh really? That’s no fun. I like it when you’re a bad boy.” He snickered into the phone, making me smile.

“There was an electrician or someone here flirting with me I think.”

I noticed the slight pause before he spoke, his voice even deeper than before. “And….?”

I snorted through my nose. “And nothing. I’m in my office. Talking to you.” I said rather sexily.

I heard him breathe out, and could feel my cock harden at just that sound. I loved hearing Bill breathe deeply. Especially when he was about to cum.

“You weren’t tempted to play with him?”

“Tempted? Maybe. But I didn’t want to….” I hesitated, before I added, “because I have you.”

“Mmmmmm.” He practically groaned into the phone. “Good answer.” He inhaled loudly and my cock twitched. “Then you should escape and come and see me. Sounds like you need my cock again.”

He was always so bold and I loved it. “Well that’s a given.”

There was another pause, but this one was different. I was smiling into the phone, my dick hard and creating quite the bulge in my dress pants as I waited for Bill to say something.

“Did you miss me?” He finally said softly.

Instinctively, I said “Yes.”

“I’ve missed you too. I need to see you again.” There was a hunger in his voice that I was getting used to. It fueled me, caused all the blood to seep down my body into my dick and I forgot all reasoning.

“I need to see you too.” I wasn’t thinking about my wife. Bill obviously wasn’t thinking about his partner Ken. The hunk upstairs in the boiler room wasn’t what I wanted. I wanted Bill. No, I NEEDED Bill.

“Ken’s out tonight. Wanna come over?” His voice was pure fire, melting me.

“What about Friday?” I said quickly, my pulse now racing.

“What about it? I want you tonight AND I’ll fuck you again on Friday.” His voice pulled me in, easily. “So…do you want me?”

“Yes.” I breathed out. “What time?”

I was dizzy, listening to him. Planning our clandestine meeting. Making sure we could arrange our schedules. Making sure we had enough time. Bill promised he would have everything ready. I just had to confirm with Allie that I could attend a sudden “work function.” My pulse was racing faster now, and my dick was rock hard.

“Ken’s going to his mother’s for dinner. He’s leaving at 5. We’ve got a couple hours. How soon can you get here?”

My mind starting planning. Work meeting? Staying late to get things done? Allie was always understanding. Yes, I felt like shit for a bit, but Bill and his incredible body and cock were calling. So I stopped thinking.

“I can be there as soon as he’s gone.”

I hung up and was determined to make sure I left on time to get to Bill’s. We agreed on 5:30 just to be safe. Allie told me not to worry as her parents were coming over anyway. I was off the hook at least until it was bedtime routine. All was good.

Jeremy hovered in the office on his way out, giving me a little head nod and a wave. I actually blushed when he walked towards me and followed me into my office. He had a card in his hand.

“Thanks for your help today. Not sure if you’re the boss or whatever, but here’s a card just in case something goes wonky.” I reached out for it, and he held it firm in his hand not letting me take it right away. “That’s my cell on the back. In case you need anything right away.”

What the fuck? I thought. I went a while with no guys coming on to me, and here I was ignoring Ian, meeting up with an attached gay hunk, and now this dude giving me his number. Was I exuding that much lust that guys were finally catching on?

“Thanks.” I gave him a smile, trying not to stare too much at those hazel eyes staring directly back at me. “I’ll keep this on file.”

He inhaled deeply and took a step back, putting his hands in his pockets and sticking his crotch out a bit. I resisted looking down, but I could see his big thumbs hanging out of his pockets as he squared himself up in front of me.

“Do that. And just give me a call if you need anything serviced.” He winked at me, leaving me with my mouth hanging open a bit and turned around.

His ass was nice. So was the look he gave me as he looked back at me.

If I wasn’t going to see Bill soon I just might have followed him out. That ass. Those arms. The inuendo.

I looked at his card. Scrawled on the bottom was his own cell number with an exclamation point at the end. Even his writing was sexy. But Bill was on my brain.

I watched the clock like a kid in high school waiting for the end of the day. I couldn’t concentrate. I could only think about the exact time I needed to leave to arrive at Bill’s on time. To give us the right amount of time. It had been awhile since I had craved another man like this. Since I had rushed to be with a man. Since those feelings flooded me. Steve…Frank…Tom…Joe…Brian…

Now it was Bill.

My heart raced the entire ride, my stomach was doing flip flops and my legs and arms were shaking. I parked across the street and hesitated, looking at the house and the familiar path to the side door. It was exactly 5:30pm. I suddenly wondered if Ken was gone.

I took a deep breath and got out of my car, looking around like I was a spy heading into enemy territory. I chuckled, thinking how ridiculous I felt as I tried my best to casually walk to that side door and knock. I heard the sound of heavy footsteps and the door flung open, Bill’s face already smiling. He had on a dress shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, those thick forearms exposed with pronounced veins displayed nicely. He still had his black dress pants on from work, black socks over his perfect feet. His eyes sparkled as much as his shaved head and his smile spread his goatee wide.

“Get in here.” He practically growled at me, stepping back.

The door closed and he moved into me, shoving me back into it, taking my breath away in a soul sucking manner as his mouth closed over mine. His tongue was in me right away, making me groan into him as he pressed his body against me. I could feel his erection digging into me, his large hands grabbing my ass hard, lifting me off the floor. We kissed and my mind stopped, my heart rate slowed, my body relaxed. I felt like putty in his arms, and the feeling of his face next to mine seemed to calm me.

“Hello you.” I whispered as we parted, both of us smiling at each other, our lips still so close to each other teasingly. Bill let out a small laugh and bit my lower lip, lifting me up higher. I wrapped my legs and arms around him and laid my head against his shoulder.

“Thank God you’re here.” He said as he turned with me and started walking up the four stairs into his kitchen and beyond. “We’ve got a couple hours and I am going to have my way with you…” I couldn’t tell where he was walking with me, but the hallway off the kitchen made me believe he was taking me to his bedroom. At last.

He laid me down on the bed, and stood back, unbuttoning his shirt as he stared at me.

“Since you brought me to your bed yesterday, it’s only fair I have you in mine.” He said, that stare still on me as he slowly undid his shirt.

I sat up quickly and went to the buttons he was working on, pushing his hands away. “Mmmm. Let me.” I said quietly as he exhaled and let me take over. As each button was undone, I could see his skin underneath. He wasn’t wearing an undershirt, and the smooth hardness of him began to reveal itself to me. As the last button spread his shirt open, my hands went right to his flat abs and moved upwards, sliding along lightly over the rippling muscles, letting the shirt move over his rounded shoulders, revealing the beauty of his upper body. Bill tugged at the sleeves and helped the shirt off him as my hands continued their dance over his flesh. Bill’s eyes were staring down at me still as I sat on the edge of his bed, feeling his solid chest. My mouth moved forward, flicking my tongue on his left nipple first, causing a slight moan to emanate from him. His hand moved up to the back of my head and he held me against his chest, letting me play with his pink nipple with my tongue before he moved my head sideways to the other one. My hands moved up his legs, cupping his glutes and squeezing them hard through his dress pants before they moved forward to his crotch. I nursed on his chest as I felt the thick rod of meat begging to be freed.

With ease, I unlocked his belt, flicked open the button and lowered the zipper. My mouth began moving down his washboard stomach, teasing his heaving skin as he stood over me shuddering, quietly breathing, watching me. I heard the sound of his belt as I let his pants fall down those thick legs, my legs feeling the small blonde hairs as I gripped his bulging quads, seeing the outline of his cock in his grey boxer briefs. And the small wet spot at the end.

“Mmmm. Someone’s excited already.” I mumbled, letting my mouth move to that covered spot. I blew on it as my mouth wrapped around the top half of his shaft and he pressed my face into it more as he gripped my hair.

“Oh baby.” He moaned above me.

My fingers reached into the waistband and pulled it over, releasing a wave of musky scent and his big cock into my face. I opened up quickly and took that head into my mouth, wanting to savour that very essence right away. Bill groaned, and pushed his hips into me, forcing more of his shaft into my throat than I could handle. I gagged greedily, and gripped the base of his meat for control as I launched into a frenzied blow job. His cock was thick, and it was throbbing for release.

He stood there face fucking me for as long as he could handle, before he pushed me away with an almost angry look on his face. He bent over and pulled his legs free, ripping each black sock off him until he stood completely naked in front of me. He had the body of a god, and he was moving to claim me.

I scurried backwards on the bed as he crawled onto it, pulling at my own shoes, yanking them off first, and then my own socks as he moved upwards. His nude body moved between me, spreading my legs open as his face came to mine again. My hands went on his back, feeling his muscles working as he kissed me again, his hips connecting with my pants, grinding that enormous cock against me, practically fucking me through my clothes.

“I’m like an animal with you.” He groaned into my mouth, stopping only to pull at my dress shirt. He sat back on his heels, quickly flinging open each button as I stared at his muscular torso. He was so hot, and I suddenly wondered what he was doing with Ken. Bill was a 10. Ken maybe an 8. I stopped thinking as Bill’s hands touched my bare skin, and his mouth went to my bellybutton.

I ran my hand over his bald head, amazed at how sexy it felt under my fingers. I gripped his head as he moved lower, playfully biting at my bulge, seeing how hard it was. His hands moved quickly, undoing my own belt and spreading open my pants, freeing my thick 8 inches of cut meat and taking it deep. I arched in response, looking upwards as that warm wave swept through me as he took me in his mouth. He hungrily sucked, slapping my dick against his face as he took a break before going back down. He could swallow the whole thing, burying his nose into my abs, holding my nuts in his other hand as he stroked and sucked my cock for what felt like forever.

And when I arched again, and felt my legs shaking, I sat up and pushed him off. “Don’t make me cum yet!”

He growled and tackled me on the bed, kissing me fiercely again, pushing my arms upwards as his body crushed me. My legs were stuck together, still tied tight by my pants, my shirt not off yet. I felt Bill’s cock rubbing against mine, grinding hard, like two hard poles trying to fuse together. He sat back on his heels again and grabbed our dicks in one hand and started to jerk them. I moaned, watching him watching me, feeling our tools in his big hand.

“You have one big cock little man.” He grinned at me. He suddenly looked at me, realizing I wasn’t naked yet and stopped, jumping off the bed and pulling my pants off me. He lifted one leg, then the other, peeling my socks off as I wiggled out of my shirt. And when I was naked, he launched himself on me again, stretching his body along mine.

He felt amazing on me. We rolled around sideways, kissing the entire time as our bodies fused. I was on top of him, then sideways, then under him over and over again until he broke free and moved around, letting his cock dangle over my face as his buried his head in between my ass. I moaned loudly as I felt his mouth under my nutsack, licking and kissing at my hole as I grabbed his cock above my face. I reached up to suck him back, feeling his moans at my entrance as he fingered and lubed me, his big body towering above me as I licked the underside of his cock and balls. I couldn’t get enough of him. He smelled amazing, tasted great, and felt incredible.

“Fuck me!” I suddenly yelled out, gripping his ass tight. Without any hesitation he sat up over me and I scooted out from under him. He watched me as he sat on his knees on his bed as I turned around and came at him full force, clinging to him like a koala bear and wrapped my legs around him. I could feel his cock under me, our chests rubbing together as we kissed again.

“Like this baby?” He moaned, holding his cock upwards and slapping it against the bottom of my cheeks.

I nodded, squishing my cock into his abs as I lowered myself to give him permission. He pulled away and spit into his hand. He reached behind me and rubbed it into my ass, and then spit some more. I felt his now slick helmet head searching, finding its entrance to me as I helped. I couldn’t stop kissing him, or he couldn’t stop kissing me, as he poked around, until he found the warm opening, and held himself still as I pressed into him.

His cock seemed to move in slow motion. The pressure of the tip at my hole slowly gave way but it didn’t pop right in this time. It sort of oozed into me as we stared at each other. We had stopped kissing, holding our mouths open, breathing practically into each other’s mouths as our eyes locked and we watched each other.

“Let me all in baby.” He whispered as my hole slowly stretched.

I relaxed my breathing, knowing this was what I came for. “This is your hole now.” I whispered back.

“Yeah?” He licked my bottom lip quickly. “This my ass now?”

I nodded as more of him entered. I could feel the bump of the mushroom head as he entered me more, now the wide shaft was sliding along into me.

“My hole? Just for me? For your man?”

“Oh God…..” I moaned and let myself push backwards, taking him all the way in at once. I let out a loud gasp as he stopped, the entire base inside me, his hips at my ass, his hands wrapped around my cheeks.

“Say it. Tell me I’m your man.” He moved his head to my neck and kissed me as my arms wrapped around his bald head.

“You’re my man!” I groaned and we both moved together, in unison, my ass riding his cock as he pumped upwards. He was up on his knees, practically fucking me in midair, holding me so easily in his arms. “Holy fuck you are strong!” I groaned out as he slapped my ass with one hand and kept fucking me deep.

To prove it, he shifted and moved his legs out from under us, stepping up onto the bed, holding me still by the ass, moving me up and down his rock hard shaft, and now standing on the bed. “Look at us!” He moaned, turning me to the mirror at the side. I opened my eyes to see the large muscled man fucking me. My smaller, smooth jock body bouncing up and down this gigantic man’s body. His muscles were flexed, veins bulging, as he stood on his bed slamming me on his cock. We both let out a loud “FUCK” before he turned and stepped off the bed, stopping his rhythmic motions momentarily before he lowered me backwards on the bed and resumed his hammering.

Standing over me, his hands on my shoulders, I took the pounding. Lying on my back on his bed he shared with his lover, my hands went to his pecs as he fucked me. Our eyes never left each other, and wild thoughts crept through my head. I was loving every moment, and I wanted him deeper.

I crunched forward and pulled him down to me by the neck. Bill responded by kissing me but I wanted to feel him. I wanted his body on me. I wanted him to practically crawl up inside me. I wanted to be one with him.

He got the hint and moved onto the bed with me, pushing my legs back, shoving my body farther along the bed so he could crawl along it with me. His cock never left me, but kept digging into me further, sideways, deeper, until he hit that spot as he hoisted my legs over his shoulder and he slid his arms under me.

“Oh God YES!” I moaned and grabbed his legs.

Bill’s mouth was at my ear. “That the spot there baby?” He sucked at my neck and only moved his hips, punching that spot repeatedly. He knew how to fuck. BOY OH BOY did he know how to fuck!

I clawed at his legs, scratching him upwards to his ass and then to his back as his pumping made me start to shudder. My cock was trapped between our bodies, the friction of his skin rubbing against my shaft on the outside, as his big cock expertly punched my prostate. I dug my fingers into his back and hung on, shaking like an orgasmic woman.

“Fuck me Bill. Don’t stop. Holy fuck don’t stop!” I yelled under him. The weight of him, the feeling of his mouth all over me, my hands scratching at his muscled back turned me into a frenzied whore. My face went numb, my body shook uncontrollably, and I would have been thrashing around if not for him keeping me pinned down.

His lips found mine at the right moment, his tongue found mine as I moaned into him that I was going to cum. He didn’t alter, just kept driving his hips forward, ensuring his cock didn’t waiver from its course, until I was shuddering beyond belief and cum erupted from my cock. It was as if his abs were stroking my cock between us, as wave after wave of my sperm spewed out of me. I could feel the warm liquid running down my sides as Bill continued his assault, not stopping for one second, our mouths still locked on each other.

When he felt me calming, he pulled out and sat back, swiping a large hand over my cum covered abs, scooping a handful of white cream and rubbing it over his cock before he rammed it back inside and resumed fucking me.

I groaned like mad as he grabbed both my ankles. “Let’s mix our cum in you.” He growled, his face scrunching up, his eyebrows coming together. I watched his biceps bulge out as he held my legs straight up and wide, his body moving back and forth to piston his cock in me. He was out to cum now, no longer needing to please me. It was his turn.

I watched his muscled move. I could see the sheen of sweat covering him. His eyes were locked on me and as his breathing changed, I noticed the way his face altered. His eyes grew heavy. His mouth opened more. He started to nod. His chest heaved. And then he nodded. “You want my load now baby? You want it? You ready for me?” His voice grew louder with each question, until he wasn’t saying words, just loud moans. He rammed his body into me, pushing me upwards on the bed with his power, spreading my legs wider as he started to unleash into me. I groaned along with him, feeling the warmth rush inside me, coating my walls with his jizz. I took it all, the entire might of this built man, breeding my ass with his semen. When he was finished, he let go of my legs and planted his fists at my ears like a gorilla over me, his body heaving with panting breaths, his forehead dangling over mine. I slid my hands up his wet back, enjoying the sensation of his sweat over his muscular body, until his face lowered slowly, his lips gently kissing mine, and those words I knew I wanted to hear escaped from him.

“I love you Brian.” He whispered. “I do.”

“I love you too Bill.” I said back as he stretched his body out more, and let it collapse onto me. I felt his cock soften, and begin its slow exit as I felt his body mold into mine. His head moved beside me, his eyes half open, enjoying the afterglow. Only the sounds of us breathing filled the room, until he moved slightly, burying his face into my neck and squeezing me in his arms.

“I think we should run away together.” He moaned in me.

I laughed, squeezing my body around his. He felt right. Like someone I used to live with, that could make me feel safe and secure just by laying on me.

But Bill’s face lifted, and his eyes were over mine. “I’m serious.”

Looking at him, I knew he was. And as I stared back, I suddenly became serious too. I could see it. I’d done it with a man before. And it was heaven. It was right. But Bill had Ken. And I had Allie. And Josh. And a new baby on the way.

What the fuck was I doing?