Office Distractions

Damien

The daily routine continued for weeks without any change in direction on either part. Porter was continuing to look at Damien through the same lustful eyes. Damien was continuing to joke around and spend more time around Porter during the workday, which Porter enjoyed, of course. Damien’s accent was like a perfect song to him; the rhythm, the cadence all worked together perfectly. Most of the time, Porter would spend their time together watching Damien and examining his looks. His still semi-wild hair, his long beard, his great dark brown skin, his hairy arms, the funny gait he had when he walked, his broad shoulders, his perfect ass; all were thrown together in a perfect combination.

Porter had assumed that his feelings about Damien were so internalized that there would be no way that Damien could guess what had developed in Porter’s head. This would prove not to be the case, but would take some time to grow. Damien started to realize that Porter was probably interested in more than a friendship over the past month of working together. He noticed the way Porter looked at him when he thought Damien wasn’t paying attention. He started putting some of the comments Porter made into context as well. At first, it made him feel uneasy. He found himself trying to interact less and asked fewer questions, but there were always times when they had to be together. During those times, he remembered how much he enjoyed Porter’s company and why he had gotten so close to Porter so quickly.

After a few weeks, Damien reflected on the situation. The more he thought about Porter, the less it made him feel uneasy and the more he noticed his great characteristics. Porter’s looks were nothing that interested Damien, but his sense of humor was oddly refreshing. He was very sarcastic, but in a loving way that showed he cared about people. He would go out of his way to be complementary when a job was done well, which made Damien feel wanted. The more he thought about it, he realized how flattering it was that Porter was attracted to him and the constant attention made him feel needed. It would take some time to be able to physically do something with a man, though. The Jamaican culture was so anti-homosexual, that years of behavior would have to be unlearned.

One day while in Porter’s office working on a project, Damien removed his glasses to rub his eyes. He looked up before putting the glasses back on and noticed Porter was studying him again. He smiled.

“Your look changes so much with your glasses off.” Porter told him. He smiled again.

“Changes for the better?” Damien asked, feeling assertive enough to banter back a bit.

“Oh no, neither better nor worse. You look good either way, just a different look totally. I’m not sure which I like better, though.” Porter continued. “Have you ever worn contacts or always glasses.”

“Always glasses.” Damien explained. “I’m not sure that I could ever wear contacts.”

“Funny. My husband was the exact same and then one day just decided that he wasn’t going to fight those glasses anymore.” Porter continued while smiling. “The rest, as they say, is history.”

Damien smiled big causing Porter to smile wide as well. They both looked goofy.

“While we’re talking about your looks, I’m going to be bold and tell you I like your hair shorter, like when you cut it several months ago.” Porter said boldly. “Not that it looks bad now, just that I like it better shorter.”

“I know.” Damien explained. “I could tell when I came in that day. You looked at me with completely different eyes. You couldn’t stop smiling when we were around each other.” Porter was caught. “Next question, what about my beard? Shorter or longer?”

Porter thought about his response for a split second. He knew the conversation was working in a particular direction and he was trying to think how to continue steering it the way he wanted. “I don’t really know.” He finally said. “I mean, I like it both ways. Shorter is such a clean look, but I really love those hipsters with the big beards.”

Damien smiled big again.

Porter continued. “I don’t think I could ever get used to it that long on myself, it would itch me to death, but it looks great on you. I’m sure the feeling is totally different.”

“It is. I like pulling on it when it’s this long and the feeling on my fingers.” Damien was pushing the conversation further. “Do you want to feel it?” He said looking Porter directly in the eyes.

In that split second, Porter’s eyes grew wider and he looked bewildered. So many thoughts ran through his head at that moment, but it wasn’t until he heard the words fly out of his mouth that he realized what he had said, “You have no idea how much.” Their eyes were locked. “But I can’t.” He looked away, breaking Damien’s gaze.

“Why not?” Damien pushed back.

“Oh Damien, so many reasons why; we’re both married, I’m your boss, you’re almost half my age, but most importantly, you’re straight.” Porter spilled out.

“All of those things can be overlooked, you know.” Damien continued. “Besides, I’m not sure that I’m totally straight. I’ve been curious for some time now.”

“Curious? For how long?” Porter prodded.

“Well, not really that long, but I’m feeling attracted to you and I want you to know.” Damien continued more.

Porter felt this was a good time to resume control and reasoning, so he continued only talking about the situation and no actions. “So, let’s chat about this, if you’re up to it, which I think you are.”

“OK, about what specifically?” Damien asked.

“Well, you haven’t been feeling this way for very long, so what happened to change your perception?” Porter started.

Damien started the story, “I don’t know what changed. I’ve known you’ve been interested in me for several months, actually since right around the holiday party last year when you told me you loved me.”

“You know I didn’t mean for it to sound like that, right?” Porter confessed. “I really meant it to be an expression of our friendship, but I understand that it may not have come across that way, but go on.”

“At first, I was a little upset when I thought about it. Being Jamaican, you know the views that most older Jamaicans have on homosexuality. It’s not something I was taught by my family, but you can’t help but be influenced by society in general.” Damien recounted more.

“Yes, I was nervous about that when you first started working here.” Porter replied.

“The more I thought about it, and the more time we spent together, the more I felt happy when I was around you. I realized it was pretty flattering that you liked me like that.” Damien smiled as he spoke.

“OK, but how did that develop into this situation?” Porter asked. “There’s a long leap between being flattered and wanting to do something physically with someone.”

“I can’t really explain how it happened. I just know it has and I’m not sure what to do about it.” Damien was speaking softly.

“Listen, Damien, there’s no hiding the fact that I think you’re great in every way and I’d love nothing more than to get with you, but this is so dangerous.” Porter was trying to be strong. “Can you even imagine the backlash if our spouses found out? My husband would kill you, then kill me. Your wife would leave you and you’ve got a brand new baby. Besides, I’m not sure I trust you.”

“You don’t trust me? That really hurts.” Damien looked wounded. “How can you say you don’t trust me? I’m sitting here pouring out my heart to you and you’re thinking I’ve got ulterior motives?”

“Damien, snap out of it. You know how the world works. There are a million cases of folks trying to trap others in situations where they can be blackmailed.” Porter continued. “I cannot afford to be one of those examples.”

“Porter, believe me when I tell you, I would never do that to you.” Damien was practically groveling. “I’ve changed 27 years of cultural stereotypes in the past few months and confessed to you that I want to hook up. How more vulnerable could I be in this situation? You’re the one who has me over the barrel, not the other way around.”

“Damien, stop.” Porter was softening. “I’m not trying to make you upset or feel bad. You know I’ve got a soft spot in my heart for you. I would like nothing more than to be your teacher, but I don’t want to jump into anything without giving it some thought. You’ve had months to come to grips with this, but you’re giving me minutes to decide something that could affect the rest of my life. How about we table this for a few days and chat more later?”

“I guess I have no choice.” Damien looked down at his lap. “You let me know when you’re ready.” He got up and let himself out of the office and returned to his desk. The two didn’t speak for the rest of the day. Each of them were lost in their heads thinking about every possible scenario. Porter was trying to decide what to do, despite knowing what he wanted to do.

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When they awoke the next morning, each of them had different feelings about the day. Damien was excited because he assumed that Porter was going to tell him what he wanted to hear, but Porter was not ready to make a decision and dreaded having to tell Damien that news. They each arrived and settled into their routines.

When Damien passed Porter’s office as he always did, he stuck his head in, tapped on the door and started his normal routine. “Good Morning. What’s good?”

“Good Morning. Well, I’m not sure what’s good, but I know what’s good looking this morning, and he’s standing at my door.” Porter complimented him.

Damien smiled big and entered further. “Oh, thank you for the compliment so early in the morning.” He moved to the chair and sat down. “Have you thought about what we discussed yesterday?”

Porter started, “I’ve done nothing but think about it since that moment, but truthfully, I haven’t decided what I want to do yet. Why don’t you get your breakfast and I’ll do the same and we’ll regroup when we’re both done and have some time to chat.”

Damien smiled deflated and he excused himself with his head held down. Porter felt bad that he was unintentionally hurting his friend so much.

About an hour later, they were both done with their morning routines and Porter was still feeling bad, so he messaged Damien on the computer to see if he was ready to chat. He appeared at the door not 15 seconds later with the same concerned look as before.

“Hey, close the door, please.” Porter started. Damien did as instructed and sat down at the desk. “Let me start with a few thoughts I’ve had. Do me the biggest favor and just listen before making any comments.”

“Sure, whatever you want, boss.” Damien replied. The last word made Porter feel uneasy again.

Porter started his dissertation. “Let me start by saying that I understand how hard all of this has been for you. Unlearning 27 years of stigma is very difficult and I don’t want to diminish that at all. I want you to consider a few things that are very important before we move forward. The first, and most important, is what are you expecting from this? You’ve professed your desire to hook up, but we need to clarify what this is going to look like. Are you looking for a one-time thing, or maybe once in a while when you are interested in stepping over the fence, or even a steady fuck buddy, or boyfriend, or even more, leaving your wife and family and wanting to settle down? That has a lot to do with how you expect someone else to respond, right? Second, and also really important, is what are you going to want to do with me, meaning what are you wanting to do physically, or what will you not do? So many men have such stigma when it comes to being with another man. Some want to just be a top, some don’t want to kiss, some can’t even look at the other man the next day. If you’re expecting that out of me up front, we can just call this whole thing off now. I’m expecting to be your equal. Like I said, I’m not expecting you to answer these questions right now, unless you’re ready. I suggest you take some time to think about these things I’ve said and we can regroup later to chat more. How does that sound?”

There were several seconds of silence before Damien finally responded. “You’re right. I hadn’t thought about any of those things in any detail. I should take some time like you suggested. I’ll let you know.”

“Damien, seriously, listen to me right now.” Porter continued, looking directly into his eyes. He reached across the desk and took Damien’s hands in his. “I didn’t say all that for you to get depressed or upset. Nothing would make me happier than to be with you, but I want to make sure you’re ready for all the repercussions of your decision. We’ll chat whenever you’re ready.”

They broke their connection and Damien got up and went about his day’s work, as did Porter. Each of them continued to think about the conversation. Porter continued to feel bad that he was so rough on his friend, but convinced himself that Damien needed to consider every option before making a move. On the other hand, Damien was thinking about the physical aspects of getting with Porter and what that would look like. Much to his surprise, the more he thought about Porter sexually, the more hot and bothered feelings he got inside, and then physically in his pants. Before long, his dick was at full attention and yearning for release.

The end of the day came and still no response from Damien, so Porter figured he was reconsidering his feelings. They both went their ways without any mention to the other.

* * * *

The next day came as usual and Porter wasn’t sure if Damien was ready to face his demons, so he just said good morning as he passed and didn’t push any more. Damien, on the other hand, was ready to talk and as Porter passed by on the way to the kitchen and said good morning, Damien was grinning wide and said, “Let me know when you’re ready.”

“Hmm...no, you let me know when you’re ready!” Porter replied quickly.

“I’m ready for you now, if you catch my drift.” Damien also replied quickly. “Go get your tea and we’ll talk.”

Porter finished his morning tea ceremony and passed by Damien’s desk on the way back, to which Damien got up and followed like a puppy. “So, you’re ready to talk so quickly?” Porter started. “It’s only been a day and you split yesterday without saying anything, so I figured that meant you were reconsidering.”

“No such a thing. Nothing could be further from the truth.” Damien was still smiling. “You know, after we talked the other day, you gave me so much to think about, I did seriously consider just telling you to forget I had ever said anything, but I’m ready with my answers now.”

“OK, well, then, by all means, spill the beans, Mister.” Porter smiled, already knowing that it would be positive.

“The first question is easy to answer now, just as it was when you asked it.” Damien started. “What I’m looking for is a relationship, but not anything like boyfriends. I’m still nervous about what will happen after the first time, but I know you’re something I want regularly. I’m definitely never leaving my wife nor family, though.”

“Hmmm...that’s the right answer.” Porter continued. “If you had said a one-time hookup, or something super serious, I’d have told you no right up front. I don’t have any problem with a steady fuck buddy, but we’ll chat more about that later. What about question number two?”

“When you started, I did get very nervous thinking that you’d expect more from me than I was willing to give, but then I started thinking about what two men do together, although I don’t know everything. The more I thought about it, I noticed that my dick was hard and I couldn’t explain it, so I took that as a sign that I’m open to giving some stuff a try. Can we take it slow, though, and ease me into things? Like I said, I’m nervous.” Damien quickly spilled it out.

“Again with the right answers.” Porter was beaming. “I was hoping you’d be open to experimenting. You can rest assured that I won’t expect you to do anything you don’t want to. No pun intended, but I’m very vanilla. I don’t expect anything crazy at all. There’s no need to worry.”

Damien was beaming himself by that point.

“Let’s chat more about the ‘relationship’ aspect of us.” Porter went on. “We’ve got to lay some groundwork before anything happens. It seems like this is going to be silly, but it’s so important that we remember this is just meant to be casual. We absolutely cannot get in our feelings and become possessive with each other. It’s going to be really hard to do this when in the heat of the moment. I know you’re going to say that it’ll never happen, but believe me, it will.”

“OK, I understand. Like you said, I don’t think I will ever get jealous of what you do, but if you say I’ll feel that way, I will keep that in mind.” Damien agreed.

“Certainly, we’re having fun and that’s all this is meant to be. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I like you a lot and we’ll inevitably grow closer as time passes, but we already have families that are the most important part of our lives and who knows, you might meet someone else you want to start a relationship with and leave me in the dust.” Porter further explained. “I’ll have to be a big boy and not get in my feelings.”

“I can’t see myself doing that.” Damien reassured him.

Porter smiled big and continued, “Now that we have that all out of the way, does that invitation to touch your beard still stand?”

Damien’s smile was impossibly large and couldn’t be contained. “Of course.” He got up and walked towards Porter, who also stood up from his desk. They met and stood about a foot apart, unsure of how to continue. Porter was nervous himself. He finally reached up and put his palm against the side of Damien’s face, feeling the hairs of his beard tickle him. He continued by pinching the part under his chin a bit to get the texture, which was rough but soft at the same time. It was different from Kaden’s shorter beard. He continued caressing the hairs a bit, running them through his fingers, all while looking at Damien in the eyes, occasionally glancing at his beard at the same time. With his other hand, he reached up to Damien’s arm and squeezed his bicep and tricep. This was something Porter loved to do with a man.

Damien was enjoying the attention as he was smiling still, something he always did when he was happy. Porter let go of his arm and leaned into Damien’s right side and hugged him carefully, rubbing the right side of his face against Damien’s beard. The hairs tickled him, but in a good way. They stood this way for a few seconds before Porter whispered into his right ear, “What did you decide about kissing?”

Without replying, Damien pulled back from the embrace until they were arm in arm and used his left arm to grab the back of Porter’s head at the base of his skull, and pulled him close and kissed him on the mouth. It was a perfect innocent kiss on the lips, full of passion, but hesitancy as well. Porter returned the affections and used his left hand to pull Damien closer around the waist. They kissed more passionately, exploring each others’ mouths with their tongues. Damien was forceful, but tender at the same time. Porter was in heaven, and couldn’t believe that he was kissing yet another coworker, but that didn’t stop him at all.

They continued for at least two minutes before Porter finally pulled back a bit, breaking their connection. He looked Damien directly in the eyes and said, “You’ve got my head spinning. That was the best kiss I’ve ever had in my life.”

Damien’s head was spinning as well, but he managed to respond. “You’re just saying that, but thank you for being so kind.”

“No, not at all. I’m serious. You are definitely the best kisser I’ve ever had the pleasure of being with.” Porter reassured him. “Your wife is a lucky woman.” After saying this, he worried that might break the mood, but it did not.

Damien responded, “I tell her that all the time, but she doesn’t believe me!” He leaned in and they resumed kissing again, rubbing all over each other at the same time. Their dicks were both hard by this time and pushing against each other through their pants. They were both anxious to get their hands on each other, but the rest of their coworkers were arriving and a closed office door always makes for lots of questions.

They broke apart and continued to look at each other, standing close. Porter started, “We better table this for now because we don’t want anyone talking about us spending too much time together.”

“Agreed.” Damien responded. “That’s the last thing we want. So the big question is, when are we going to continue? I’m so excited right now that I can’t stand it. I’m about to burst.”

“I know, me too.” Porter replied. “I’m going to be thinking about you all day, wondering how we can get together. Let me do some planning and I’ll get back to you.”

“Sounds good.” Damien replied. “One more kiss for the road?” They embraced again and were just as passionate as before, but lasted only a few seconds before reason took over. They both returned to their days and were thinking about each other and the plan to come.

* * * *

Before the end of the day, Porter went over to chat with Damien. “Hey, got a plan, let’s chat.”

“True.” Damien replied and followed Porter to his office. This time they didn’t close the door, but were quiet so no one else heard. “What were you thinking?”

“Can you stay late one day?” Porter started. “I’ve taken too much time off from home recently to go away somewhere, plus we’ve not discussed your schedule yet, but we can get together in my office after 5pm once everyone else has left. It’ll be fine, no one will be there in the office to notice.”

“Are you sure?” Damien replied. “I have to pick up Jr. on Monday, Wednesday, Friday, so I’m free only Tuesday and Thursday. I can tell my wife I need to stay a little late.”

“Good, now the big question. I want to ease you into this, so what are you thinking we do the first time?” Porter jumped in. “It’s not something I would usually ask, I would usually go with the flow, but I also want to be gentle with you and not scare you off.”

“C’mon man, why are you asking me that?” Damien questioned. “Why do I have to decide? I want you to guide me.”

“I’m trying to do that, but I need you to help a bit.” Porter replied. “Give me a hint.”

“Man, this is so embarrassing.” Damien continued, but paused. Porter nudged him a bit and he finally spoke. “There is one thing I want to do, but I don’t want to say it.”

“You’ve got to be strong, Damien.” Porter said. “Tell me what you want.”

“OK, no one has ever sucked my dick.” Damien confessed. “I was hoping that was something you’d show me.” He put his head down while talking.

“What?!! Are you kidding me? Boy, are you in luck.” Porter beamed. “I am the best dick sucker in the world. At least, I think so. You’re never going to believe you lived without it for this long! Mark your calendar for tomorrow after work.”

Again, they went their separate ways. Damien was so excited and nervous at the same time. He wasn’t sure what to expect, but was really looking forward to trying it.

* * * *

The next day when Damien arrived, he said his usual morning greetings by tapping on the door and smiling. Porter was ready for him and greeted him with a handshake with an extra squeeze at the end. That was all he could do in case someone was around. “Today is the day.”

“True, I can’t wait.” Damien replied.

The day passed as usual, with not much interaction between the pair until it was almost time to leave as usual. Kaden stopped by Porter’s office as he normally did, but Porter told him he had a few things to finish up and to go on without him. Kaden thought nothing of it until he passed by Damien’s desk and thought to himself that he never stayed late. Either way, he left and drove home.

Around 5:15pm once Damien checked to make sure everyone had gone, he appeared at Porter’s office door with his normal big smile on. “I’m ready!”

“Close the door and lock it behind you.” Porter directed him. He walked up to Damien by the door and they kissed again as they had that first time, with much passion. This time Porter grabbed at Damien’s dick through his pants showing Damien what he wanted. Damien tried to return the gesture, but was fumbling about with his hands, trying to get in the correct position, but not succeeding. They broke the kiss. “Before we get to the good stuff, I want to explore a bit.”

Damien looked confused, but was ready to get busy. “OK, whatever you want.”

“Take off your shirt and put it over the chair, out of the way.” Porter started. Damien started removing his shirt, revealing his white a-shirt underneath, with small wisps of hair peeking out above the collar. Porter removed his shirt as well. Damien was watching him intently, noticing how hairy he was, even though his undershirt.

Once his shirt was off and over the chair, Damien stood there waiting for instructions, looking cautious.

“Get that a-shirt off also, but slowly.” Porter continued his plan, while removing his own undershirt quickly.

Damien again complied, slowly revealing his dark stomach and the curly hair trailing down into his waistband. Porter was getting hard watching him as this is what he had wanted since that day by the pool after their conference. Once finished, Damien looked at Porter and was surprised he had gotten his shirt off so quickly. He couldn’t take his eyes off of Porter’s chest with all the hair, both dark and grey.

Porter walked closer while slowly speaking, “I’ve wanted to do this since that day by the pool at our conference.” He reached up and placed his hand on Damien’s broad chest and gently rubbed around getting a good feel for the fur on top and the muscles under his wonderfully dark skin. Porter continued caressing his chest, stomach, biceps, shoulders and all over that he could reach. He leaned down and began kissing on the side of Damien’s neck, just behind his big beard, which tickled his neck and shoulder. He only did this for a short time before pulling away. He regained caressing Damien all over, finishing by tucking his fingers into Damien’s waistband behind his belt and buttons on his pants. “Let me take these off for you.”

“Wait, can you do yours first? I want to see you. I’ve been waiting a long time.” Damien pushed.

“You bet. I’ll show you mine, then you show me yours!” Porter replied. He unbuttoned his pants and pulled them apart, revealing his underwear. He teased Damien a bit by pulling down his underwear, revealing his pubic hairs and the top of his hard dick. Damien was getting anxious and reached out, but Porter pushed his hand away. “No, you have to wait!.” He pulled down his pants the rest of the way, showing his hard dick, which sprung up from being trapped.

Damien stood looking at it for a few seconds, but could wait no longer and grabbed it gently. Touching Porter was like touching pure electricity for both of them. Even though Porter had been with several men, most of which were recent, this felt different. Damien’s innocence and excitement to experiment caused so many feelings to swirl around in Porter’s head at that moment. To Damien, the electricity was more than he could handle. He tugged at Porter’s dick like a kid with a new toy, but he wasn’t rough. He moved his hand around all over, making sure to touch every square millimeter of his new plaything, paying special attention to the very end, the most sensitive part. When he had touched all he could, he moved to Porter’s nuts and gently caressed them.

Porter was watching Damien’s hands run all over his manhood, occasionally looking up to see Damien’s face looking down in lust. “How is it?”

“It’s great.” Damien replied. “It’s so strange, you know. I have one myself, but touching yours is such a completely different experience; I can’t explain it. I feel like a kid with a new toy.” He continued his exploration while talking.

“I know exactly what you mean.” Porter explained. “No need to explain. I remember the first boy I ever touched; it was electric.”

“True! That’s exactly the word I was going to use!” Damien exclaimed. “Can I put it in my mouth?”

“Most certainly, but not until I see yours first.” Porter blurted out. “I’ve been waiting to see it for such a long time and I can’t wait any longer.” He grabbed back at Damien’s waistband, starting to undo his belt. Damien still hadn’t let go of his toy. When the belt was undone, Porter focused on the button holding his pants together. He struggled a bit and finally nudged Damien to help. He finally let go of Porter's dick and unfastened his button. Porter started pulling down his zipper and Damien finally moved his hands out of the way. Once the zipper was down and Damien’s bright white underwear were visible, Porter pulled his pants down off of his fine ass and stopped around his upper thighs. Damien had to help to get them down. The contrast of his dark skin against the white underwear was stark.

Porter reached out and caressed Damien’s dick through the thick fabric. His nuts were full and heavy and his dick was sticking up to his left, held in place against him by the tight underwear. Porter caressed it only for a few seconds before again reaching for the waistband to pull them down, in order to see the prize he had been waiting for. Again, he wanted the reveal to be slow, so he inched down the underwear, slowly bringing Damien’s thick, dark patch of hair into view. It matched the hair on his head and beard almost exactly, but much shorter. Inch by inch, he continued until Damien’s dick sprung from the tight underwear and stood straight out from his body in all its glory. Porter examined it quickly; it was glorious and the most beautiful piece of black meat he had ever seen. He wasn’t sure how big it was, but had to be at least 7 inches and thick. All of a sudden it dawned on Porter that something was different. Damien was uncut!

Porter had never seen an uncut dick in person, so he wasn’t sure at first until he noticed the head wasn’t immediately visible under the extra skin. He smiled big and finally reached out to touch it. Just as when Damien touched him, something electric passed between them when Porter wrapped his hands around it. Damien gasped slightly and sucked in his stomach a bit as if he were startled. Porter caressed it all over, including his large, full nuts. He paid special attention to his foreskin, moving it around and putting his finger under the extra skin.

“This is fucking unreal. I’ve never seen an uncut dick before and I didn’t even think to ask. I can’t wait to get that thing in my mouth!” Porter was so happy.

“You know what?” Damien asked. “I’ve never seen a cut dick before and was just as surprised by yours. Didn’t you notice me playing with the end of it? I was so surprised that I didn’t mention it, plus I was a little embarrassed that I am so inexperienced.”

“Hey, Damien, don’t ever be embarrassed around me.” Porter reassured him. “I like you because of your personality and naiveté. Don’t you ever change for me, nor anyone else.” He leaned over and kissed Damien in the mouth, still tugging at his dick.

“You promised me I could suck it.” Damien reminded him.

“I know. Damn, you’re impatient!” Porter said while smiling so Damien would know he was just ribbing him a bit. “Don’t be concerned with making me feel good, just get used to the feeling. It’s really going to be something different and you might not like it. Take your time.”

Damien nodded and got down on his knees in front of his friend, his eyes at dick level. He grabbed it quickly with his hand and slowly moved his head towards the end, sticking his tongue out. When he was close, he licked the end with his tongue, sending another shockwave through Porter. He opened his mouth wider than he needed to and pushed down onto his lollipop, closing his mouth over the head only. He kept still for a second. Porter was wondering if he was going to call it off, but then he pushed further down, sucking gently. Porter threw his head back. Damien continued to bob up and down on his stick, sucking gently, occasionally hitting the end with his teeth; he would have to learn technique later.

“You OK down there?” Porter asked intently.

“Ummm hmmm…” Damien replied only, never pulling off Porter’s dick. To Porter, the sight was incredible. His white dick sliding in and out of Damien’s dark mouth. He was just imagining fucking Damien’s ass one day.

It wasn’t long until Porter felt close to cumming. He pulled back a bit and said, “Hey, I’m close.” Damien instinctively pulled off and stood up. Porter started jacking himself, but Damien pushed his hand away, taking over the job. From the angle, he wasn’t very good at it, but at this point, it didn’t matter. Porter was going to shoot regardless of how it felt. Seconds later, he tensed up and the cum shot out onto the floor. A bit got onto Damien’s hands in the commotion, causing him to hold it away from his body. He grabbed a paper towel from the roll that Porter had put out before they started. He tore one off for Porter to wipe off as well.

Once he caught his breath, Porter said, “Now, my turn. I can’t wait to taste that piece of chocolate.” Porter got down on his knees in front of Damien. His dick had deflated a bit during all that work, but that was no problem to Porter. He knew he could get it hard again easily.

He wanted Damien’s first blowjob to be memorable, so he was very careful to go slowly and do his best job ever. He touched Damien’s dick with his thumb to push the end up into his waiting mouth and when his mouth engulfed it first, Damien gasped louder and moaned audibly. Porter also left his dick in his mouth for a second before moving, getting him used to the sensations. He clamped down with semi-tight suction and had only moved slowly back and forth about ten times before Damien was rock hard again.

Porter had his hands on Damien’s legs to steady himself up to that point. He pulled off Damien’s dick and looked up at him and asked, “It’s good?” He knew the answer already.

Damien moaned, “Ummmmm...it’s incredible. Don’t stop.” He pushed himself forward trying to get his dick back into Porter’s mouth. Porter just smiled and thought to himself that Damien was hooked now, no turning back. He went back to sucking gently and slowly for a minute before picking up the pace a bit. He reached up and grabbed Damien’s nuts with his left hand and gently squeezed them as he was sucking. Damien let out another moan. Porter used his other hand to rub over Damien’s hairs around his dick and on his stomach and reached around to grab his ass cheek as well. He hadn’t seen it yet, but felt tiny hairs all over the left cheek. He was happy.

Grabbing his nuts did the trick and less than a minute later, Damien was breathing harder and blurted out, “I’m close.” Porter just continued sucking, slowing down again to prolong the pleasure. Again Damien blurted out, “I’m really close” and he put his hand on Porter’s forehead to push him away, but Porter pushed his hand away and pushed Damien’s dick back into his throat. It wasn’t until the cum was shooting up his shaft that Damien realized that Porter wanted him to cum in his mouth. The explosion came immediately and Damien let out a rather loud grunt as he flooded Porter’s throat. He grabbed at Porter’s head, holding it locked down on his dick as burst after burst of cum shot out in his mouth. He was bucking and felt weak in the knees, but he was leaning up against the desk, so it steadied him from falling over.

Finally the waves of orgasm were subsiding and he released Porter’s head and dropped his hands down by his waist and exhaled loudly. Porter pulled off his dick, but kept hold of his nuts, caressing gently still. Damien opened his eyes and looked down just as Porter was milking the remaining drops out of his dick. They formed at the head, foreskin almost covering it up, and Porter lapped the drops off onto his tongue. He swallowed it down and went back for more, but there was nothing left. He used his tongue to swirl around under his foreskin, causing Damien to wiggle around due to the sensitivity.

When Porter felt he had enough, he got up to his feet slowly and leaned up against the desk next to Damien. They both looked at each other and smiled. Porter was carefully watching Damien’s dick to catch any remaining cum that might leak out. He reached over and gave it a squeeze, but nothing appeared. He was disappointed as he wanted more fun.

Porter was first to break the silence. “How was it?”

“Oh man, it was so good.” Damien confessed. “I’ve never felt anything so good in my life.”

“Great. I wanted your first time to be something you’d remember forever.” Porter was confident.

“True, it was. I’ll never forget it.” Damien said. “Can I ask you something, though?”

“Hey man, stop being so shy.” Porter said. “You can always ask me anything you want. What type of secrets can we seriously have from each other at this point?”

“You swallowed my cum.” Damien half asked. “Do all gay guys do that?”

Porter smiled, knowing that question was coming. “I did, and no, not all guys do that. Remember I asked you at the beginning about things you’d do and not do. Many guys have a lot of restrictions and that’s just fine. You don’t have to do anything that I do.”

“What does it taste like?” Damien asked.

“Oh gosh, that’s impossible to explain.” Porter replied. “It’s nothing that I think you’ll ever like, actually I think you’ll probably really dislike it. You probably didn’t notice, but once you were close, I pushed your dick back into my throat and let it slide right down so that I didn’t have to taste it. Might not do that next time, though, so I can see how yours compares to other folks. It’s more a case of when you’re in the moment and you’re horny, you just do things without thinking about the consequences. Give it a try on your own sometime, but don’t get too much because you might throw up once it’s in your mouth. But who knows, you might be fine too. Most men are just OK with it, never really like it.”

“I’m not sure I want to try it.” Damien replied. “Is that OK?”

“Anything is OK with me, Mister.” Porter replied. “I just want to be with you, not all the hangups, so snap out of it!” Damien just smiled in reply. Porter was falling in love with that smile. “So, are you going to keep me around a bit, or come in tomorrow and tell me you’ve rethought everything and this was all a mistake?” He was half-joking.

“Awww, man, after the way you just made me feel, I’m not letting you go anywhere.” Damien replied. “Unless you want to, of course.”

“I was half-joking, but wanted to see how you’d respond.” Porter admitted. “Truthfully, I could sit here and kiss you all day, and especially suck that perfect dick of yours, but it’s getting late and we’ve got to get home to our own lives.”

“True, you’re right.” Damien replied. “But I want to kiss you some more before we leave. Who knows how long it will be until we can do this again.” They were both standing there with their dicks still out, which had softened through the conversation. Porter leaned over and they kissed sweetly, which quickly developed into more passionate, swapping spit as newlyweds do. Porter’s dick immediately started to get hard again, followed quickly by Damien’s own tool.

“Looks like that thing wants another round.” Porter said. “Too bad we don’t have any time.”

Damien was surprised when he looked down to see his dick lengthening again. “Damn, you’re right. It is still hungry. Next time.” They got dressed and kissed again before exiting the office and heading downstairs. They separated on the second floor, each going to their respective parking garage, throwing knowing glances back as they got to the exit. They each thought about the encounter the entire drive home.

Porter texted Damien about 8pm to check-in with him: Hey, just wanted to check-in with you. Everything good?

Damien responded: Everything is perfect. Much love.

When Damien arrived the next morning, he came by Porter’s office as usual, tapping on the door. Porter had come to look forward to that sound each day, even though he didn’t realize it until he heard it. He stuck his head in and smiled. “You good?”

“Hey, Good Morning. I’m better than good. How are you doing?” Porter replied.

“Good, good.” Damien was short, but he always was.

“You sure?” Porter prodded. “I only ask because often men have a change of heart and pull away without saying anything. I need you to be truthful with me through this entire ‘relationship’.”

Damien quickly replied, “Porter, I’m truly good. Nothing but good thoughts about yesterday. Hoping it can happen again soon.”

“You have no idea.” Porter replied. “Next time, more exciting things to learn. We can chat about that later.”

* * * *

The very next morning, Damien arrived as usual, making his tapping sounds on the door and smiling big with the usual morning pleasantries. They chatted for a minute before he got into the heart of what he wanted to say.

“When can we get together again? I’m going crazy thinking about you.”

“You’re too much. You’re not thinking about me, you’re thinking about getting your dick sucked again!” Porter said.

“Noooo, man. I’m thinking about you too.” Damien reassured him. “You don’t believe me?!”

“If you are, then good.” Porter replied. “I’m definitely thinking about you and that spectacular dick of yours.”

Damien continued his smile showing he was flattered. “So when?”

“We just got together the day before yesterday?” Porter said. “You’re ready again so soon?”

“Hell yeah, man.” Damien blurted out. “I was ready yesterday, but we couldn’t do anything after work.”

“We can’t today neither.” Porter broke the news. “We’ve got to be careful to not draw attention. I know it’s exciting and believe me, I want you more than you’ll ever know, but it’s dangerous. I’m working on a good plan for some extra time soon, though. Hold tight for now.”

“Awww, man.” Damien bellowed. “I don’t know if I can wait! I’m hard right now talking about it.”

“You’re being dramatic. You couldn’t be hard already.” Porter was prodding him.

“I am, come feel it.” Damien begged.

Porter got up from his desk and walked over. Damien closed the door and Porter gave his package a squeeze through his pants. It was hard already, but he knew it would be. He continued to tease, though. “Doesn’t feel hard to me. Show it to me.”

Quicker than lightning, Damien had his pants open and pulled his beast out, waving it around. “See, I told you.”

“You’re right.” Porter chuckled. “Too bad we can’t take care of it now. Maybe you should go to the bathroom and handle it yourself?”

“Damn, I want you to handle it.” Damien said sadly.

“I know, but it’s too dangerous now.” Porter remained steadfast. “Next time, come in super early and who knows.”

Damien put his chocolate wonder away and left the room. Porter felt bad that he had to turn him away, but it was too risky. He spent the rest of the day trying to formulate a plan to rendez-vous elsewhere for the day, overnight would be impossible at this point. Just before leaving, he figured he’d ask Damien what could be managed.

“Hey man, got a second?” Porter asked via messenger.

Damien showed up a second later. “Yes?”

“You want to hear my plan or are you going to pout all day?” Porter asked while smiling.

“True, you caught me.” Damien confessed.

“Can you get away next Tuesday or Thursday?” Porter asked. “Just for work hours.”

“Yes, I think so.” Damien replied. “What’s the plan?”

“You call in sick, but tell your wife that you have to go out of town on a visit for work, say to Tampa.” Porter relayed. “I’ll do the same and we can meet at a hotel in Tampa somewhere. I’ll get us a room and we’ll spend the day together, doing who-knows-what! Can you manage that?”

“Yes, I can make that happen.” Damien said. “I’m so anxious thinking about it. Let’s shoot for Tuesday.”

“Tuesday it is.” Porter solidified the plan. “In the meantime, think about what you’d like to do. Sky’s the limit...well, almost.”

“Anything I want?” Damien asked inquisitively.

“Within reason, Mister.” Porter replied. “Don’t expect anything crazy until you’re ready to get it done to you!”

Damien just smiled his knowing smile and went back to his desk, giddy as a schoolboy. Porter wondered how far he was going to push Damien when they got together. Maybe he would just let things take their natural course and get him used to the situation before throwing him a curveball. Maybe not.

The rest of the day went as expected, a lot of knowing glances and such. Porter loved the attention and was secretly flattered that this young dude was paying him so much attention. Imagine if he had someone his own age with some experience. He’d leave for sure.

Before departing for the weekend, Damien was still giddy thinking about a few days later. He continued to tease Porter about the “sky’s the limit” comment. Porter knew there wasn’t much that was going to scare himself, but knew that Damien was going to be nervous when the time came. He would do all he could to make Damien feel secure. They texted back and forth over the weekend, just to say hello and such, nothing suspicious.

* * * *

Monday came before they realized and Porter was ready to get together, but would still have to wait another day. When Damien arrived that morning, he came by as usual with a big smile saying, “Tomorrow is the day! I can’t wait.”

“Me neither. I hope you’re ready.” Porter said excitedly. The day passed as usual.

Before leaving for the day, they got the plan together and agreed upon the meeting location in town to drive over together. That morning, both notified their team members that they would be out and no one thought anything about it. They met about 8am and Porter offered to drive; Damien naturally agreed. During the ride, they exchanged normal conversation for the first twenty minutes or so. Damien seemed nervous, so Porter had to break the ice.

“How are you feeling about today?”

“I’m good. Excited.” Damien replied.

“But nervous too?” Porter questioned.

“Yeah, a little.” Damien admitted. “I don’t know what you have in store and it’s making me a bit anxious.”

“I don’t have anything planned other than a good time.” Porter jumped back. “Let nature take its course. What were you thinking or hoping we’d do? That way we’ll have some direction, and what do you not want to do.”

“You always have to put me on the spot like this.” Damien said shyly. “I don’t want to be the one to suggest what we do. I want you to show me.”

“Are we still way back there?” Porter asked. “Why would you be shy still? We’ve already sucked each other’s dicks, nothing to be shy about now. Tell me what you’d like to do.”

“Well…” Damien started. “I’d like to see what it’s like to fuck you. Gosh, that sounds so vulgar.”

“You’re cute when you’re shy.” Porter continued. “I can’t wait for you to fuck me too. You’re going to love it, trust me.”

“I’m sure, but still nervous to perform.” Damien admitted more. “I don’t know what to expect.”

“You just have to expect that you’re with someone who likes you immensely and who is so happy you chose him.” Porter flattered him. “And who thinks you’re hot as hell.” He reached over and took Damien’s hand and squeezed. Damien returned the gesture and grabbed the back of Porter’s hand with his other one too, then rubbed gently.

Very soon after, they arrived at the exit and noticed a drugstore close to the hotel. Porter told Damien that he had to run in and get a few things before they started. Damien questioned him, and Porter told him he would see soon enough. They approached the hotel and Porter went in to check-in. He told Damien to stay in the car for the time being, just in case it looked odd. Porter returned a moment later and drove around to a door closer to their room and parked. They got out and went to the elevator to go up to room 312.

Once they were settled, Damien sat on the bed looking a bit lost.

“Hey there. Give me a few minutes in the bathroom to get ready. Just relax a bit and don’t be nervous.” Porter said. He went in to get himself clean and prepped for the fun. He had also bought some lube as he figured Damien hadn’t thought of that himself.

While he was in the bathroom, Damien was excited and quickly stripped off all his clothes and placed them neatly on the small couch, out of the way. He climbed into the bed and had the covers pulled up to his waist, exposing his hairy chest and stomach only. When Porter exited the bathroom, still clothed, he was greeted by this heavenly sight. The contrast of the stark, white sheets and Damien’s dark, black skin was heavenly. Porter wasn’t sure why he enjoyed that difference so much.

“Damn, that’s a great first sight!” Porter continued the flattering. “But I do enjoy the reveal too. Guess I’m a bit behind. Let me remedy that.” Porter slowly removed his clothes and placed them beside Damien’s on the couch. It was time.

Damien decided to not be so passive. “Come over here.” Porter walked over and stood next to him and the bed. Damien put his arm around Porter’s ass and pulled him even closer, his dick just inches from Damien’s face. He used the other hand to grab it and direct it to his mouth and began sucking gently.

“Damn, that feels great.” Porter complimented him. He knew that would do wonders for his self-esteem. Porter let him continue for about a minute before he broke the mood. “We can’t do this much longer or it’s going to be over before it begins!” He pulled away enough for Damien to drop his hands by his sides. Porter reached down and caressed his hairy chest for a minute, then trailed down to his stomach. He loved that feeling so much. He continued moving down, pushing the covers away and slowly got a look at the newest dick in his life. It was just as glorious as he remembered from the week before: black, long, shiny, thick, uncut. He stood looking at it for a second before pulling the covers completely off. He leaned down and took it into his mouth and slowly swallowed down to the base, which was easy in that position. The hairs tickled his nose and cheek.

He sucked as good as he always did. Damien’s head was resting back against the headboard. He opened his eyes and watched Porter sucking his dick for a minute, then took his hand and placed it on Porter’s hairy ass. The hair all over excited him as well, he was unsure why. He caressed his ass a bit during the sucking and slowly moved his fingers between Porter’s ass cheeks. He explored a bit, barely touching his hole and moving away. Porter pulled off his dick. “Don’t be shy. You can touch it. It won’t bite.” He went back to sucking.

Damien got the point and slowly touched Porter’s hole. He rubbed all over the outside and the ring. Porter spread his legs wider hoping that Damien would understand that sign to mean he was alright to continue inside. The point was taken and Damien continued the exploration. He slowly inserted his forefinger into Porter’s hole. He noticed how warm and tight it was immediately. They continued for only a short time before Porter pulled away again.

“Be right back.” He said and went to the bathroom to retrieve the lube that he forgot to bring out, along with a clean towel. “Stand up.” Damien obliged. Porter spread the towel on the bed. “I’m going to get up on the bed so you can get me ready for that monster. Here’s the lube. I’m sure you know what to do with it.”

Damien smiled a bit while Porter was getting into position. He stood right behind Porter’s spread ass. He had never seen one before and it was turning him on. He started leaking precum. Before using the lube, he put both hands on Porter’s ass cheeks and massaged them a bit. He wasn’t sure if he was going to get another chance, so he took it now. When he was done, he squeezed out some lube onto his fingers and rubbed it around his hole gently.

“It’s OK, you can put some inside too so it slides in easily.” Porter told him. He squeezed out a bit more directly onto his hole and pushed it inside and squished his finger around a bit, barely inside. “Don’t be shy.” He inserted the finger deeper and moved it around. “That feels so good, but not as good as that dick is going to feel. Put another finger in and stretch it apart a bit.” Damien obliged again. He was leaking a lot of precum by this point, which Porter noticed while looking back upside-down. “I think it’s ready now.” He got up and dropped down to his knees quickly, taking Damien’s dick into his mouth and sucking off all the precum. It tasted salty, but sweet also. “Let’s do this.” He climbed up onto the bed on his back with his legs pulled up to his chest, revealing his pink hole again. “Stick it in, but slowly.”

“Don’t I need a condom?” Damien asked.

“If you want, assuming you brought some because I did not.” Porter realized he was being safe. “You don’t have to, though. I trust you with my life.”

Damien smiled a big grin and climbed up onto the bed and got himself in position, very close to Porter’s ass. He grabbed the lube and put some on his dick, spreading it all around until it was super shiny. Porter wanted to see, but it was impossible at that angle. Damien positioned the head right on Porter’s hole. Porter was watching him the whole time. He was so handsome to Porter. Damien pressed lightly and nothing happened. He looked up at Porter with a quizzed look. Porter told him to push harder, but slowly rock in and out until it was stretched enough. Damien did as he was told and slowly Porter’s hole relented until the foreskin-covered head slipped in barely. He continued inserting and withdrawing slowly until Porter’s ass swallowed up the rest of his length. It wasn’t long until Damien was buried to the limit; he stopped moving when that happened and remained motionless for a second with his eyes closed and head up.

“Feel good?” Porter asked.

“Feels so amazingly good.” Damien replied slowly. “It’s so tight and warm.”

He slowly started the familiar motions of fucking and very quickly was sliding in and out with ease. Porter could tell he was enjoying it as his head was back far and his eyes were completely shut. Porter would occasionally reach up and caress his chest and stomach and rub his thighs a bit, squeezing as much as he could of the hard muscles under the skin.

Damien continued the rhythm for at least ten minutes without slowing. Porter reached around and gently grabbed his nuts as they were hitting against his ass from underneath, causing Damien to moan out loud. He must really like nut play, Porter thought to himself.

“It’ll only take me a few minutes, so when you’re ready, put some lube on me and get started.” Porter pushed him. Without missing any rhythm, he grabbed the lube and got his partner’s dick ready and started jacking in rhythm with his thrusts. Porter helped by holding his legs back. The connection was perfection and neither wanted it to end so quickly, but neither could hold out forever.

“I can feel it coming.” Damien announced. “I should pull out, right?”

“You don’t have to, it’s up to you.” Porter reassured him again. “This is your ass now.”

That last statement did the trick of pushing Damien to the edge of explosion. “Here it comes!” He shot his load deep into Porter’s ass. Burst after burst unloaded inside while Damien was moaning rather loudly.

As soon as he finished the last bursts, Porter was at the edge himself. “It’s coming.” He sprayed all over his stomach and chest, which Damien watched intently.

As they both came down from the endorphins, neither made any movement to break apart. Damien was deflating inside, but still didn’t want to pull out. Finally, he had to and slowly removed his dick, causing it to flop down when he was free. Their heads were spinning. Damien lay down on the bed next to Porter, breaking heavily still. Porter leaned over and kissed him on the mouth, which Damien returned passionately.

They almost drifted off to sleep until Porter broke the silence. “Going to get cleaned up.” He got up and went to the bathroom and cleaned off the cum from his chest and stomach and inside as well. Damien joined him a second later and cleaned off his dick with a washcloth. They were standing close quarters in the small bathroom, so Porter couldn’t help but touch his chest and shoulders and kiss the side of his neck from behind.

When finished, Porter went back into the room and the clock said almost 11am, so they had time to kill before lunch. He climbed onto the bed and clicked on the TV. Damien emerged a minute later looking as sexy as ever. His dick was still half-hard and was hanging down low between his legs. “Come on over here, sexy.” Porter said. Damien smiled and got into bed next to him. Porter crawled up next to him and Damien put his arm behind Porter’s head so Porter could rest it on his chest. Porter noticed a drop of liquid at the end of Damien’s dick and reached over and squeezed it off onto his finger and licked it off. “Finger lickin’ good.”

They both stayed in the same position and drifted off to sleep a few minutes later. When Porter awoke, the clock read 12:17pm. He nudged Damien awake. “Let’s go get some lunch. Someplace quick so we can get back here and fuck again.” Damien smiled big. They got dressed and headed out.

In no time, they were back in the room and undressed. Porter smiled and said, “You know what? I wish you never had to wear clothes when we were together. You are too fine for me, boy.” Damien walked over to him and they kissed softly. Damien ran his hand through the hair on Porter’s chest and grabbed his ass with his other hand, slowly working his finger along his crack until it was touching his hole again. Porter spread his legs apart to allow Damien better entry. He pushed inside softly and was gently massaging Porter’s insides while they kissed passionately.

“More of the same, or something different? Or a different position?” Porter asked him.

“I’m not sure. Do you have any suggestions?” Damien asked.

“Well, as much as I’d love to show you how great it feels on my end, I don’t think you’re quite ready for that yet.” Porter pushed, letting him know that it was going to happen one day, so he better start working on getting comfortable with it now.

“Oh, I don’t think I’m ready to do that.” Damien replied.

“Well, let’s see…” Porter continued. “Both times you’ve cum I’ve not seen it, so let’s do something where I can see you shoot. How about you let me suck that thing until you’re ready and then you can cum on my chest?”

“True.” Damien replied.

“Lie back, propped up against the pillows and let me do the work.” Porter dictated.

Damien got into position and Porter moved down in the bed until his face was just above Damien’s dick and slowly drew it into his mouth, savoring the taste. Damien was watching until Porter had his dick all the way gone, then the sensations were too much and he closed his eyes and put his head back on the headboard. His head was swimming.

Porter continued his expert skill for several minutes, massaging his nuts at the same time and rubbing his chest and stomach with the other hand at times. Damien was in absolute heaven. He did his best to hold off as long as he could. It took about ten minutes before the familiar sensations were starting to build deep inside. He continued squeezing himself and trying to think of anything else to prolong the feelings. Finally, he had to mention to Porter that he was close. He tapped him on the shoulder.

Porter pulled off quickly and rolled over onto his back in the middle of the bed. Damien straddled him, sitting around his stomach, with his dick pretty close to his face still. Damien let the sensation die down a bit and then slowly started to jack himself, using spit to continue the lubrication. He lasted another few minutes before the orgasm was returning quickly.

“I’m about to shoot.”

“Let me have it; I want to see it.”

Porter continued his motions and when he could hold out no longer, he raised up on his knees, bringing his dick closer to Porter’s face, but still at least eight inches away. The cum shot out with force and the first spurt hit Porter on the chin. The next few shots landed on his chest and sat on top of the hair. Porter reached up and pushed the cum from his chin into his mouth. It was thick and salty. Damien slowly lowered himself down off his knees onto Porter’s stomach again, continuing to slowly jack his dick. The cum was still slowly dribbling out onto Porter’s chest.

When he finally stopped, Porter said, “Let me suck that thing.” Damien naturally was happy to do so and moved up, pointing his dick right at Porter’s open mouth, slowly teasing him before putting it inside. Porter sucked all the remaining cum off the end and squeezed a bit more out, massaging his nuts more. Damien let out low moans and when he had enough, he slowly rolled off of Porter and collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily. Porter rolled over a bit also, scooped up some of the cum from his chest and rubbed it onto Damien’s stomach & chest. “Now, you’re a mess too.” Damien looked up and saw his chest and stomach and frowned big. He collapsed back again. Porter continued to toy with his dick and touch him all over. He was so excited by this dude.

Porter was still rock hard and began playing with himself and once Damien noticed him, he gathered some strength to get up and stand next to the bed. He pulled Porter over so he could have a better angle to suck his dick. He pushed Porter’s hand away and grabbed his dick and jacked it a bit before kneeling down and taking it in his mouth. He gently sucked for a few strokes in and out, getting used to the feeling again. He continued bobbing up and down for a few minutes. Porter thought to himself that he was really getting better at this, for his second time. He was pleasantly surprised.

Damien sucked away, taking a cue from Porter and massaging his nuts at the same time. If he liked it, then Porter must like it as well. With his free hand, Damien would also jack himself a bit. It was still feeling good and he enjoyed touching himself while he was giving Porter pleasure.

Like usual, it didn’t take Porter long to get close to climax. He signaled to Damien that it was building. Damien continued to suck. Porter tapped him on the head. Damien continued sucking. Finally, Porter blurted out, “I’m coming.” Damien remained locked on his dick. The cum sprang out quickly into Damien’s mouth. He didn’t remember to push down all the way and Porter’s dick was close to his lips when he shot. The cum covered Damien’s tongue and the motion of sucking in and out pushed it all around his mouth. The second he realized how much was in his mouth, he stopped sucking and remained motionless, trying his best to decide how he was feeling. “Was it bad? Was it good?” The thoughts went through his mind. He quickly decided to swallow it down so it was gone in a split.

Damien pulled off Porter’s dick and looked down at him lying there. He smiled, still unsure if he liked it or not. Porter looked up at him and smiled as well. “You OK?”

“I think so.” Damien replied. “So far, so good. I’m not sure how I feel about it.”

“You don’t have to feel anything other than how you feel.” Porter reassured him. “It won’t bother me at all either way.”

Damien continued smiling.

“Come up here, sexy.” Porter told him.

Damien climbed up on the bed and they hugged and cuddled next to each other. The cum on their chests and stomachs had mostly dried up by that point. The parts that weren’t were smeared together between them. Porter continued to paw at Damien, unable to get enough of him. The clock read 2:37pm.

“Hey sexy, it’s time to get going.” Porter said. “Can’t really go home like this, so I’m going to take a shower first. I’d love it if you joined me.” He pried himself away and went into the bathroom and started the shower. He wondered if Damien was going to join him. A minute later, the curtain parted a bit and Damien stepped in, shielding his eyes from the splashing water. Porter smiled big and wide causing the same in return. “Wasn’t sure if you’d take me up on my offer.”

“Why wouldn’t I?” Damien asked.

“Showering is pretty intimate, not sure how you’d feel about that.” Porter replied. “But let me tell you that I’m glad you did.” They exchanged places while Porter used the newly opened soap to lather himself. He watched Damien intently. The water caused his dark skin to glisten. The beads of water ran down across his wide back and ass, causing the small hairs there to perk up. Porter couldn’t help but reach out and touch his ass with his soapy hand. Damien just turned his head around, looking over his shoulder and smiled. “Damn, boy. You are fine. Where have you been all my life?”

“I guess I was missing, but now I’m found.” Damien replied.

“Don’t go missing again, please.” Porter replied.

They changed positions and Porter washed the suds off. Damien lathered himself, which was another contrast against his dark skin. Porter couldn’t get enough of that difference between light and dark. Damien washed the soap off and Porter approached him to embrace. They stood hugging and nuzzling each others’ necks for a minute.

“I could be here forever with you.” Porter admitted. “But the water would eventually get cold.” They kissed softly. Damien loved his sense of humor. They finished up and dried off, then got dressed and unfortunately had to leave to go back home.

The drive home was uneventful, but they did hold hands quite a bit and rubbed all over each other, showing their mutual affection. Porter was developing real feelings for him. ‘Another one in the mix’, he thought to himself. He wondered what would happen when he told Damien about Kaden and Matthew, and vice versa.

* * * *

The rest of the week was uneventful. They often chatted about how great the hookup was and how quickly they wanted to do it again, but it was way too early to plan another excursion. Porter passed the weekend thinking about all his men, but especially about Damien. The newness of the ‘relationship’ was so exciting to him. He wanted to know everything he could about Damien.

Monday came before they knew it and Porter was in his office when Damien arrived. He tapped on the wall as usual and Porter said good morning without looking up at first. Damien replied with his usual good morning as well and continued to stand there, waiting for Porter to notice.

When Porter finally looked away from his computer, he was pleasantly surprised by Damien’s new, old haircut. His hair was short again, and his beard was trimmed rather close, but not too much. He was also not wearing his glasses! A giant smile broke out on Porter’s face when it finally sank in. “Oh wow, it looks great, and no glasses!”

Damien smiled back and rubbed his hand over his head and face. “I feel naked.”

Porter continued. “Well, I don’t know about naked, which I would enjoy immensely, but it looks great.”

“I knew you’d like it.” Damien replied. “That’s why I cut my hair again. Brand new contacts too.”

“Damn, boy. I can’t stop saying it; you are fine.” Porter replied. “How did I get so lucky?”

“True, thanks. I don’t know!” Damien replied with a smile.

Porter had gotten up from his desk and walked over to Damien, standing close, inspecting the fresh cut. “Can I touch it?”

“That’s why I did it!” Damien quickly replied.

Porter reached up and slowly ran his palm over Damien’s head from the crown forward, then again from the crown down the back to his neck, giving it a slight squeeze. He knew about touching black mens’ hair and going against the grain. After getting a good feel, he rubbed his hands over Damien’s beard and leaned in and they kissed gently. “Got to be careful here.” Porter said, looking around to see who might have been close to his door. Dangerous ground they were treading on.

Porter continued to touch him, rubbing on his chest and arms. “You better get out of here. I can’t keep my hands off of you!” Damien just smiled his big knowing smile and patted Porter on the ass before leaving.