Glory Days

This story recounts my time working for a black owned public relations firm in California.  I had just graduated from college and had several offers from some prestigious companies.  After interviewing with this firm, I knew where I wanted to be.  The president himself, Darren Smith, seemed to be a hard working, driven man.  Not to mention one hot looking stud.  He looked to be in his mid-forties, but he obviously kept himself in very good shape.

My friends back home would describe me as an insatiable bottom with a penchant for dark skinned men.  From the few employees I met while there for my interview, I just had to take the job.  It was not the highest salary I was offered.  But it was quite a good offer with the chance to earn some major commissions.  It also didn't hurt that it was in sunny California.

The first employee I met was Glen Womack, the flight attendant on the company’s private jet who turned out to be my new temporary roommate.  He was a tall, dark and handsome stud and we immediately hit it off.  Once back at the condo we’d be sharing, it wasn’t long before Glen treated me to one hot fuck on the rooftop terrace.  Then another hot fuck in the shower after dinner.  So, it was no tough decision when he suggested we share his bed instead of me going to my room for the night.

Groggily my eyes opened one time during the night.  Glen continued to spoon in tightly behind me.  He still had his arms wrapped around me holding me close to his warm, hard body.  I could feel his soft, warm breath in the nape of my neck.  I wrapped both of my hands over his and contentedly drifted back to sleep.  I was awakened later by the feel of something shifting in bed.  I noticed the covers were thrown off and Glen's arms were no longer around me.  As my eyes acclimated to the dark room, I then felt a finger insert inside of me.  I clamped my ass muscles to grip it.

"Yeah, that's my good pussy boy," Glen said as he leaned over and spoke directly into my ear.

I then realized he was applying some lubricant to my love hole.  I loosened up some as he dug that finger in deeper.

"You got some fine ass," he added.  "I gotta hit this baby again."

I reached back between us and found his cock, already swollen and stiff.  He had already applied some lubricant to his shaft and I felt its slickness.  Without saying a word, I was ready to guide him to his waiting target.  When he pulled his finger free, Glen spooned back in behind me. As the cock head rubbed up against my ass lips, I prepared myself for another great fuck session.  When his cock poked inside of me, I sighed and pushed my ass back against him, instantly forcing more of that hot rod inside.

"Ah, yeah," Glen sighed as his cock began to worm deeper into me, “Gimme that ass.”.

He slipped one arm beneath me, wrapped it around my chest and pulled me back against him.  His other hand was on my hip as I released his cock and he proceeded to shove his full length up inside.  I could feel his warm breath in the nape of my neck as he ground his hips in tight, fully impaling me once more with his thick shaft.  The instant memory of yesterday’s hot fuck sessions flooded my thoughts and I reached back and placed one hand on his ass to pull him in tightly.

"Aaah, yeah, that's it, Dave.  Take my cock," Glen whispered behind me.

I could feel his ass muscles flexing as he continued to grind his hips. His cock was deeply  exploring the depths of my hungry ass.  As he began a luscious slow fuck, I knew I was in for another hot ass drilling.

"Mmmm...Mmmm." I whimpered as he slowly slid that cock in and out.

In total abandon, I gave myself to him.  I began to stroke my excited member as his tempo continued to rise and fall, alternating between deep, hard thrusts and that slow, delicious motion.  The thought of being treated to such a hot fuck daily, maybe even more often like right now, flashed in my mind and I smiled broadly.  After several more minutes, I felt his face beside mine.

"Baby, I want you to ride my cock," Glen whispered in my ear.

With his hands on my hips, he rolled over onto his back.  His cock was still up inside me as I maneuvered around to a straddling position over him.  With my hands on his upper thighs, I began to raise and lower myself.  In seconds I was bouncing up and down on that rigid fuck pole for all I was worth.

"Oh, Shit!" I exclaimed as I began to ride him in earnest.

"Yeah, ride that cock, baby.  Damn, that feels so fucking good!," Glen commanded as he lay back into the bed.

I continued to bounce contentedly up and down, thoroughly enjoying the exquisite feel of his hefty cock plunging in and out of me.  I was going to town, riding that stiff fuck pole for all I was worth, not wanting this moment to ever end. Eventually, Glen's hands reached up to my chest and he pulled me back into him.  With my feet at his sides and my arms propped up beside him, Glen began to buck his hips upward, driving his cock into me.  My head was spinning and I shuddered as he plowed into me like some human jack hammer.  My rock hard cock was flopping up and down, bouncing off my lower abdomen.  I reached one hand down and began to jerk myself.

"Shit!  Yeah.  Fuck me, Glen.  Fuck me!" I wailed.

Within a few seconds, I grunted in total satisfaction as my balls released a load of cum, spurting out onto my stomach and chest.  Just as I released that load of cum, Glen grabbed my shoulders and pushed me forward.  We were soon re-positioned with me flat on my stomach and Glen on top of me, pinning me down into the bed.  His hot, hard body was pressed into me as he wormed his hands beneath my thighs and began to furiously pump into my aching ass once more.  His face was beside mine and I could hear and feel his labored breathing as he pummeled my ass for all he was worth.

"Damn!  This is one fucking sweet ass," Glen exclaimed as he powered toward his inevitable climax.

I simple lay beneath him, luxuriating in the sounds and feel of that hot, strong stud plowing my ass like there was no tomorrow.  We were grunting and groaning as Glen pounded away, driving me and my stretched ass into nirvana.  Suddenly he pulled free and got up on his knees.

"Shit!  I'm gonna cum, dude.  I'm gonna cum!" Glen grunted.

I quickly flipped myself over, watching intently as he stroked that massive, hot cock.  I quickly scooted myself beneath him until my face was just below that thick, torrid cock.  I gaped my mouth open as Glen pointed his swollen shaft down to me.

"Yeah, that's it, baby.  Get ready to eat this load." Glen instructed.

"Aaah! Yeah. Yeah.  Yeah!" he wailed as a blast of cum spurted onto my upturned face.

As his cock continued to unload, I raised my head and took him into my mouth.  I felt his warm, gooey nut fill me as I desperately tried to swallow down every last drop.

"Yeah.  Yeah.  Swallow that cum," Glen directed as he pumped several volleys of delicious cum into my mouth.

When the last spurt of cum was released, I greedily sucked him in and lapped up every ounce,

"Yeah, you're a good cock sucker," Glen said as he looked down at me, our eyes met, and he put one hand on my head.

When he finally pulled that plump cock from my mouth, I licked my lips and Glen used his fingers to scrape the splattered cum on my face into my mouth.  I dutifully sucked his fingers clean.

"Damn, dude, Blaine was right.  You are a fucking hot cum slut," Glen then commented.

He then stretched out on the bed beside me and pulled me up to him.  As we lay side by side, Glen's mouth met mine and we shared his remaining cum in a sloppy, wet kiss.  We then drifted back off to sleep, my head on his chest, listening to his heart gradually return to a normal beat.

I awoke later to find Glen was no longer in bed.  Sun light was streaming through the bedroom window and I blinked several times to acclimate myself to my surroundings.  I finally sat up and climbed out of bed.  As I was in the hallway walking toward the kitchen, I could hear Glen talking on the phone.

"Yeah, he's got one fucking sweet ass," I heard him say.

I stopped halfway into the kitchen and saw Glen sprawled out, buck naked on the sofa in the living room.  He was facing away from me and I stopped to furtively listen in on his conversation.

"Yeah, fucked him several times already.  That white boy can take some serious cock, buddy," Glen said followed by a brief silence then a loud chuckle.

"Yeah, you got that right,” he then laughed.  "I'm not sure.  I gotta flight tomorrow morning.  Taking Mr. Smith to some conference in Chicago," he added after another brief silence.

"Okay, I'll let you know," Glen then said as he ended his call.

He then sat up on the sofa and noticed me standing there in the kitchen.

"Morning," he said as he got up from the sofa.

I swear a tingle road up my spine again as that muscular, handsome stud strolled over toward me.

"How you feeling?" he asked as his arms wrapped around me, pulling me into his hot body.

"Just fine," I answered.

"Good," he said as he leaned in and kissed me.

I literally melted into that passionate embrace.  Glen's hands reached down and cupped my ass cheeks just as he broke off that luscious kiss.

"You're gonna make one great roommate,” he told me as our eyes met.  "What's say we take a shower and I'll take you around to see some sights?"  he added as he squeezed my ass cheeks.

"Sounds good to me," I answered.

He grabbed my hand and led me through his room to the master bath.  In addition to the usual bathroom furnishings, there was a large soaking tub and a separate glass enclosed shower stall.  It had one of those rain shower fixtures.  I watched as Glen turned on the shower and readied it for us.  In a few seconds he stepped inside and pulled me in with him.  We lathered up each other, sensuously rubbing and touching each other.  It wasn't more than ten minutes later when we had rinsed off and I was on my knees taking in his thick cock again.

"Yeah, suck that cock, man," Glen encouraged as his hands rubbed my shoulders.  "Damn, that feels so good."

After several minutes, Glen's cock was responding perfectly to my oral  ministrations.  His hands reached beneath my arm pits and he pulled me up.  We kissed again, water cascading down over our faces and bodies.  His hands finally reached for my shoulders and he literally force me around so my back side was spooned into him.  I felt his thick, rigid cock slip into my ass crack.  His hands and arms wrapped around me and he began to hump up against me.

"Yeah, you got an ass that just won't quit, don't ya," he moaned into my ear.

I simply sighed as his hand grabbed his hefty cock and guided it up into my willing ass once more.  For the next half hour or so, I was treated to another fabulous, mind-blowing fuck.

"Fuck yeah!  Oh shit!" Glen grunted as his hands grabbed firmly onto my hips and his cock exploded inside me, pumping his warm man juice into my bowels.

We just stood there, my face against the cool tiled wall of the shower stall as Glen's cock emptied another load of cum up my ass.  When he finally withdrew, I felt his cum drivel out my gaping man hole.  He wrapped his arms around my chest and leaned into me.

"Yeah, you're gonna make one fucking hot, roommie," he whispered into my ear.

After getting dressed and having a light breakfast, Glen did drive me around to see some sights.  We got back home late and cuddled up on the sofa to watch a movie.  But, before it even ended, Glan said he needed to turn in as he had an early start the next day.  Needless to say my ass was his lusty night cap and we drifted off to a pleasant night's sleep after another royal ass fucking.  by the time that first weekend had ended, my ass was his and I couldn't be more pleased. 

But, Monday morning eventually arrived and he had to fly the boss, Mr. Smith, to Chicago.  I learned from Glen that weekend that I had the use of a company owned car until I could get one of my own.  So, I arrived to work that morning, raring to go.  As my new boss had gone to Chicago for some business, he arranged for me to shadow one of my new co-workers, Craig Davis.  I was immediately smitten with him as he met me at the door.  He was wearing a bright blue dress shirt with a pale yellow tie and a pair of dark grey slacks.  That shirt seemed to glow in contrast to his mahogany skin. Both his shirt and slacks fit snugly on his rather muscular frame and those pants displayed a nice package in his crotch.  He looked to be about my height and was just as lean and muscular.  His short dreads framed his handsome face perfectly.  Craig had a stud in one ear, a slight trace of facial hair, and some beautiful and intoxicating grey/green eyes.  He grasped my hand firmly as we met and I had to take a deep breath to hide my instant infatuation.

"Good morning, Dave.  Welcome to the firm," he said in a deep, sexy voice.

"Thanks," I answered as his strong hand grasped mine and his sexy eyes looked deeply at me as if he was immediately sizing me up.

Craig then took me on a tour of the office.  I met many of my new co-workers.  Not sure if it was this California aura, but they all appeared crisply dressed and drop dead gorgeous.  In an hour or so we were ensconced in Craig's office which happened to be right next to mine. There was one large desk with a lap top at one end and a small conference table on the other. As he sat behind his desk he explained that he would sometimes meet clients here, but we also had use of one of  the larger conference rooms if we needed to have a larger space.  He then asked me to stand beside him while he showed me some stuff on his computer.  I leaned in with one hand beside his lap top as he opened a file and began to show me how he organized his clients in a variety of listings.  Several times my chest brushed against his shoulder and he did not seem to even notice or flinch.

Glancing down to his lap as he sat there, I almost gawked at the size of his crotch in those tight slacks.  I did my best to concentrate on everything he was saying and doing.  But his close proximity was making that difficult.  Also, it didn't help that every time I glanced down, that bulging crotch seemed to be calling out to me.  Every once in a while he would shift in his chair and reach down to scratch or rearrange himself.  I wasn't sure if it was just my imagination, but I swore that delicious looking package was gaining some size.  He was explaining the way he liked to add descriptive terms to his client's profiles so he could cross check them all by typing in one search word like musician or producer.  As he showed me how that worked, he looked at me and caught me staring at his crotch.

"So, do you like what you see," Craig asked.

"Uh, yeah," I answered looking back at the monitor of his lap top.  "That's a great idea."

"Thought you'd like it," he said as he reached a hand back and patted me on my back.

He then retrieved some files from a large bottom drawer in his desk. Getting up from his seat, he suggested we go to the conference table and I could view some of the paper files.

"These are just a few of the clients you'll be helping with to start," he explained as we went to the table.  "Why don't you look through them for now?  I have to go take care of some other business and I'll be right back," he continued.

As I sat down at the conference table at one of its swivel chairs, he placed the files before me.

"Okay.  I'll be right back," Craig said.  "So, relax, I'm sure you'll do fine," he added as he placed a firm hand on the back of my neck and squeezed and rubbed it gently.

A tingle ran down my spine accompanied by a slight gasp.  But that ended abruptly as Craig took his hand away and left his office.  I recognized the first client as I had seen something on Craig's lap top about him.  The first document was a profile page that included a picture.  The profile was for a black guy named simply GMB.  The picture was of a guy with long dreads, a Yankees baseball cap, dark shades, a gold grill on his front bottom teeth, and large, square diamond studs in his ears.  The name sounded familiar to me and the picture looked vaguely familiar as well. I gathered from the profile sheet he was a rap singer from the east coast.  The line that caught my attention was his net worth.  It indicated he was worth 40 million dollars! I was still reading about GMB when I heard Craig returning.  He smiled my way as he shut his door.

"Everything okay, Dave?" he asked as I noticed he locked the door.

"Yeah, I'm just looking over the file for GMB," I answered.

"Yeah he's a new client," Craig said as he came up to the table and stood beside me.  "But here's what we have to work on today," he added as he leaned down and flipped the first page over revealing some kind of police incident report.  "Our boy got into a little bit of trouble," he added.

Craig went on to explain that GMB was performing in concert last week and got into some trouble with a few fans at an after party.  He continued to explain about the incident in more detail as he placed his hand on the table beside the file and leaned in further.  At one point his crotch pressed up against my elbow and I noted he didn't pull it away.  That along with his very closeness began to get exciting and I could feel my loins begin to react.  This went on for another ten minutes or so, until Craig stood upright again.

"So, I hear you're staying with Glen Womack," Craig then said looking down at me.

"Yeah, till I can find a place of my own, I suppose," I answered.

"Yeah, he called me," Craig continued.  "He said you know how to take care of things," Craig added as he grabbed his crotch and licked his lower lip.

"Uh, yeah, I know what I like, if that's what you mean," I answered.

"And what is that?" Craig asked, with a tone of coyness.

"Well, if it’s okay, I can show you if you want," I quickly answered as I turned around in the chair to face him.

"Sure, we won’t be disturbed in here," Craig answered as I reached over to undo his belt.

When I unfastened the waist clasp and began to lower the zipper, Craig pulled his hand away.  I pushed his slacks down past his thighs, revealing a pair of white briefs that had a massive bulge.  They were so tight I could see the outline of his cock as it stretched to the left and was barely contained under that sheer fabric.  In a second I pulled down those briefs and a plump, juicy, cut cock popped out at my face.  I grabbed it with one hand and gently squeezed it, feeling its warmth.  I could resist no longer!  I leaned in and ran my tongue over the slit and glans of its mushroom head several times.

"Aaah, yeah," Craig sighed as I took him into my mouth.

With my hand, tongue, and mouth I began to work over his thick shaft.  

"Mmmmm, yeah," I moaned as I broke off, holding his cock firmly at the base.  "Tastes good."

"Well get back on it then," Craig said as he placed one hand on top of my head.    "Aaah, yeah.  Suck that cock," he then added as I took him in again.

In seconds I was devouring his delicious cock, coating it with saliva.  His cock began to react and was getting bigger with every passing minute.  Using my hand and mouth, I began to pick up my pace and worked that cock for all I was worth.  Taking a deep breath, I pushed forward and felt the mushroom head slide down my throat.  I grabbed his ass cheeks and pulled him in.  With my nose buried in his pubes and his ball sac pressed against my chin, I swallowed that baby hole.

"Damn!" Craig exclaimed.  "Yeah!  Yeah!  Take that cock," he added as he grabbed my head with both hands and ground my face tightly against him.

"Jeez, Glen was right.  You're you are a fuckin' pussy boy for black cock."

I then pulled free, looked up at Craig and began to jerk him off.  He smiled broadly down at me as I took him in again. I loosened my own slacks and whipped out my swollen cock. I was now jerking myself off while devouring Craig's monster cock.  In minutes he was rock hard and I was struggling to take in his full length.  At that point, Craig reached his hands under my arm pits and lifted me from the chair.  As we stood face to face, he wrapped his strong arms around me and pulled me to him.  Our lips and tongues met in a sloppy, heated embrace.  I wrapped my arms around his broad shoulders and Craig reached for the waist of my slacks.  In seconds he had my pants and briefs to my knees and was cupping and grabbing at my ass cheeks.  As he broke off the kiss and began to lick and nibble at my neck, he splayed apart my ass cheeks with his fingers then quickly dug one digit inside of my willing ass.

"Jeez, Glen was right.  You got a tight, hot hole there Dave," he whispered into my ear.  "Man, I gotta get me some of this white boy pussy."

With that he shoved aside the client files and pushed me back onto the conference table.  He whipped off my shoes, my pants and briefs, then stepped out of his own pants.  I looked down at his mighty cock.  It was now jutting firmly from his loins, thick and fully engorged.  As he grabbed my ankles and hoisted them up over his shoulders, Craig leaned down and began to eat my ass.  He switched back and forth from lapping at my rosebud and then using his tongue and fingers to work me over.

"Yeah, eat my ass," I encouraged while joyously squirming before him.

After several minutes of his fingers and tongue working me over, Craig had me hot, wet, and ready to fuck!  He grabbed his magnificent cock, spit on it a few times and guided himself home.  I quivered as I felt the mushroom head make contact with my puckered ass lips.  With a quick jab he entered me.  I winced and grit my teeth.

"C'mon, baby.  You know you want this," Craig said looking directly at me.  "Spread them cheeks."

"Yeah.  Yeah.  Fuck me, Craig," I moaned as I reached down and grabbed my ass cheeks.

"Yeah, that's it, bitch.  Show me that you want it," Craig said as he pushed inside another inch or more.

I flung my head back, held my ass cheeks tighter and squinted my eyes as Craig continued to slowly dig himself in deeper.

"Oooh, baby this is one fuckin' tight pussy boy ass," Craig groaned as I felt my ass being stretched wide by his thick cock.

"Uggh.  Ugh," I grunted as my hands gently pushed against his muscular thighs.

"Where you goin' bitch?  I ain't even half way in yet," Craig responded. "Now open that ass up," he demanded, "I'm gonna fuck this pretty white boy ass good."

A shiver ran down my spine as Craig pushed even deeper.  I was moaning and quivering before him.  Finally, when he had that huge fuck pole buried balls deep, he leaned forward.  His forehead pressed against mine.  His intoxicating eyes stared lustfully at me.

"Man, this is some fuckin' sweet ass," he said.

His hands grabbed the sides of my head and our lips clamped together in a wet, hot kiss.  I warped my arms around his broad shoulders and my legs around his lower back as Craig began to slowly fuck me.  We were both moaning and sighing in pleasure as he continued to slowly push in and withdraw to the tip then push in deep again.

"Oooh, yeah.  Fuck me, Craig.  Fuck me," I moaned in excited pleasure.

In a slow, deliberate pace, Craig began to plunge in and out ever faster. His hands squirmed beneath me, coming in to grab my ass cheeks.  He was sprawled out over me, his face beside mine, grunting and whelping with every deep, penetrating thrust.

"Yeah.  Yeah.  Harder.  Harder." I begged.

He was breathing harder now as he began to pound away at my hungry ass.  I grabbed my cock and began to jerk it wildly.  I remember thinking this must be one strong table as it was barely moving or creaking despite the heavy pounding Craig was giving my swollen ass. It wasn't long before I felt my balls begin to bulge with their heavy load.

"Shit!  Oh Shit!' you're gonna make me cum!" I grunted.

"Yeah, baby.  Yeah.  Shoot that load," Craig encouraged as he pushed himself up and grabbed onto the front of my thighs, my legs splayed out above me.

"Oh Shiiit..." I trailed off as my cock erupted, spewing cum over my stomach and chest.

Craig didn't let up.  He continued thrusting that monster cock into me hard and deep.

"Yeah, bitch.  I'm gonna breed this white pussy boy ass," he finally exclaimed.

In a few seconds, he grabbed my legs firmly, arched his back and plowed that thick cock deep inside of me.

"Shit! Oh Shit!" Craig said as I felt his cock begin to spasm inside my fully stretched ass.  "Yeah!  Yeah!  Yeah!" he grunted as his warm man juice pumped into my bowels.

With the last spurt of cum, Craig straightened up, his cock still buried up my sated ass.  He wiggled his hips, grinding himself hard against me.  He then leaned down and sucked up some of the cum from my chest.  Leaning in further, his lips met mine and he fed me some of my own cum.  The salty taste mixed with Craig's warm, soft tongue was a delight.

"Jeez, man, you got one fuckin' hot ass," Craig said as he straightened up again.

Then, pulling his satiated cock free, he moved to the side of the table and ordered me to clean his cock.  I eagerly complied and took him in, tasting the remnants of his nut and sucking him dry.  When he finally pulled away, he smiled down at me.

"Man, we better get straightened up.  I have a client coming in after lunch," Craig noted.

He then went to his desk, pulled out a roll of paper towels and tossed them to me. Without another word being said, we both cleaned up.  'What a great start at my new job!' I smiled to myself as I pulled my pants back on and buckled my belt.