The Seduction

I first met Martin when he came to work at our store, he and I where the only men amongst a team of 8 women. The girls all new that I was Bi, in fact I'd been out with one of them. We all got on very well and when Martin came to join us nothing really changed.

There was a lot of larking about and some joking specially if Martin and I both went in to the toilet to wash our hands at the end of the day. Martin always kept a straight face and said I like girls not men. But we never saw him with a girl and he always came to works parties on his own.

Martin wasn't the most attractive guy in the world but we all raved about his body. He had a broad firm chest, flat tummy and a great ass. It was hearted shaped the perfect sticky out bubble butt. The only pity he had it coved most of the time with his overhaul.

The girls were in a huddle one morning shortly after Martin had arrived, I walked up to them and asked what was going on. They told me how Martin had cycled to work that morning in tight lycra shorts which left nothing to the imagination! 

Carol shouted over to me "He's really hung John, if your quick you might catch a glimpse".

I sort of hurried down to the changing rooms only to find that Martin had already changed into his works uniform.

That afternoon at 5:30 I made sure I was in the changing room, Martin came in nodded hello and stripped off there in front of me, including his boxers. Wow what a cock, he was hung alright, it was thick and long and I thought slightly hard, his foreskin had drawn back revealing his nob. He pulled his lycra cycle shorts on.

I asked, "Don't you wear pants with those?".

"No", he replied" they would chafe".

Then he went bright red and stuttered, "Oh sorry, err, I forgot you're gay".

I laughed, "Its ok I enjoyed the show, the girl who gets you will always have a smile on her face that's for sure". 

Martin hurried off leaving me with a raging hard on. I promised myself that one day I'd seduce him.

After Martin had worked for us for a few weeks I asked Carol if she thought there may be a chance of getting off with him. She wasn't sure, he talked about having a girlfriend but she knew he hadn't because her sister lived in the same apartments.

I plucked up the courage and asked Martin if he fancied going for a drink and a curry, he agreed to the drink but said he wasn't a big fan of curries.

We went to a couple of pubs and had a good time. There was an age gap of 20 years between us but we got on well. I think this surprised Martin.

I dropped Martin off at home and as he turned towards me I kissed him on the lips. For a split second  he responded then pulled away. He looked annoyed, I told you I like girls, you shouldn't have done that. He got out of the car and ran in.

The next few weeks at work were strained Martin refused to talk to me about anything other than work related matters and then he handed in his notice and left.

Six months went by then last week I bumped into Martin in the supermarket we chatted and he asked me if I'd like to go for a drink with him. I said yes and we arranged for him to pick me up at my house.

Martin arrived bang on time.

"Shall we get straight off", I asked.

"I could do with a coffee first do you mind" replied Martin.

We both went into the house, I directed Martin to the lounge and went into the kitchen to make a drink. When I came in Martin was sitting in the middle of the sofa so I sat on the chair opposite. We chatted for a while about this and that.

I soon became mesmerised by the bulge sticking down his trouser leg. It wasn't just in his crutch area you could plainly see that his cock hung almost halfway down his trouser leg. I tried to steer the conversation around to his girl friend but he said he had one but didn't want to talk about her. Then I told him I didn't have a girl or a man at the moment, but he just ignored me.

I suggested we have a couple of drinks here and he agreed.

Martin drank a couple of glasses of red wine. He went a bit red in the face and I could see by his eyes he wasn't used to drinking. Then I went in for the kill.

"Martin",  I said.  "If you were gay or bi do you think you'd fancy me?" I asked.

He just looked at me and laughed, "You can't ask me that".

"I just did", I replied.

I got up and sat next to him on the sofa.

"How do you feel about sitting this close to a gay man", I asked.

"Fine",  he replied. 

"What about if I put my hand on your leg and ran it up the inside of your thigh, like this". 

I placed my hand above his knee and slowly ran my hand up and down his thigh.

"How do you feel now, Martin?", I asked. 

"Err not sure", he replied.

I leaned over him to undue the buttons on his shirt, he brushed his hands over mine and helped undue the last button. I ran my hands over his chest and to my delight his nipples where pert and hard. I pulled his shirt to one side and kissed and licked his nipple. Martin groaned. I looked up at him and he half smiled, I kissed him on cheek, then on the lips.

"Did you like that",  I asked. 

"Not sure", came the reply. 

"Can I kiss you again?" 

"If you want to", he replied. 

I kissed him again and then again and then longer, Martin didn't really respond but he didn't push me away.

I asked, "Did you like that?" 

"Its ok",  he said.

"Would you like me to stop?", I asked. 

"No, don't stop", he replied

I kissed him again and slid my tongue along his lips, he opened his mouth slightly our tongues touched and he melted. He put his arm around me and pulled me closer we kissed passionately. 

I took his hand and we stood up still kissing, we took each others shirts off.  Martin's hands were all over my broad chest feeling my muscular arms. while I played with his plump nipples.

I kneeled in front of him. 

There was already a wet patch on his trousers were precum had dribbled from his cock. I undone his belt buckle and his zip and pulled his trousers down around his ankles. I just starred in amazement at the size of his cock, thank you, thank you I whispered to myself.

I licked and bit at his cock through his white sticky boxers.

Martin gently moaned and sighed his breathing became erratic. 

"Oh my, oh no, I'm going to explode", he said breathlessly.

And then he just exploded in his boxers.

Cum oozed out through the material of his boxers and dripped down his leg, I eagerly licked it up feeling more than a little cheated that I wasn't able to get his cock in my mouth first. I pulled his boxers down and licked the cum out of  them before it had chance to soak into them, then I proceeded to lick his balls clean and just managed to squeeze the last few drops of cum out of his cock into my warm mouth.

"Sorry John, I'm really sorry, I couldn't help but cum".

I reassured him and I told him not to worry. It was exciting to see him cum like a fountain. I asked him to stay the night with me. But he just wanted to leave.

I suggested he sit down and just give it a few minutes before he went home. Eventually I persuaded him to stay and we chatted. He told me how guilty he felt about doing what he did. I reassured him that everyone feels like that the first time but in a few days or even a few hours you may want to do it again. We chatted for a few more hours about how he felt about girls and guys and them we decided to go to bed. I made up the bed in the spare room and Martin slept there.

It was just beginning to get light when I was awoken by a knock on my door. The door opened and there was Martin naked apart from a small towel he was holding around his waist.

"Are you ok?",  I asked.

"I need to talk some more can I come in?", he enquired.

He came in and sat on the bed. We chatted about what had happened earlier and how much he'd enjoyed it. He said he still liked girls but always had a problem with them. I pointed out that he didn't have any problems with me and I told him so.

He told me how much I had turned him on and how much he wanted to fuck. When I heard this I must have smiled like the Cheshire cat. I threw back the quilt and invited Martin into bed with me. Martin slipped into bed with me and I put my arm around him and he rested his head on my chest wrapping one of his legs over mine. I could feel his cock getting hard against my leg. I reached down but Martin grabbed my hand.

"Can we just talk", he said.

"Ok", I said, "What do you want to talk about?"

"You", came the reply.

I told Martin all about myself we chatted for a couple of hours, at the end of it he had one question. 

John he said, "Are you a bottom or a top, submissive or dominant". 

I smiled and went rather red.

Martin rolled over on top of me grabbed my arms and pinned them down above my head.

"Are you going to tell me or do I have to find out for myself", he smiled.

The whole of Martins body was pressed against mine,  again I could feel his cock, it was lying against my own which was very quickly getting hard. I knocked his arms from under him and he came crashing down. Our lips met and we kissed passionately.

I could feels his cock stiffen as I started to grind my groin against his. He rammed his sweet tongue in my mouth and I sucked hard on it. I could see the lust in his eyes. I opened my legs and wrapped them around his waist, his cock slipped over my balls and between my legs. He began rubbing his cock up and down my ass. I looked him in the eyes.

"Go on Martin, fuck me, fuck me with that hard fat cock of yours, fuck me, go on fuck my ass", I pleaded.

We both gazed into each others eyes as Martin rubbed his hard over my cock and balls slowly working down to my bum hole. I could feel the head of his cock firmly pressing against my rosebud. All of Martin's weight seemed to be bearing down on my naked body. I could feel precum dribbling from Martin's cock moistening my hole. I spat on my fingers reached down and fingered my hole. Martin did the same spitting on his cock and my ass.

Slowly he eased his hard cock inside me, I laid back and played with my nipples. I could feel my ass slowly being stretched. Martin's cock rubbed backwards and forwards against my prostate each time a little jet of cum oozed from my cock. Martin began pushing harder and he leaned down and we shared a passionate kiss.

I whispered in his ear, "Come on young man give me a good fucking".

I continued with all the dirty talk in his ear which Martin seemed to love as his cock got even harder inside me. Soon he was pounding me really hard, his balls slapping against my ass.

Then he rolled me over and told me to stick my bum in the air. I loved that feeling of vulnerability with my ass in the air and the cool air from the open window blowing across it.

He mounted me his cock slipping straight back in balls deep. His thrusts were so hard I kept collapsing onto the bed. We swopped positions this time he was spooning me. I'd forgotten just how much stamina a young man had. Eventually he did begin to flag so I straddled him, my hard cock banging against his stomach as I bounced on his big cock.

Martin pinched my nipples really hard for a spit second before releasing them. He seemed to know just how to get me off, It was like he knew my nipples were connected to my cock. Martin's cock was now deep inside me and I just rocked on it as he pinched my nipples. I couldn't last any longer and I shot a huge load. Jet after jet of my hot spunk shot over his chest splashing on his face and in his hair.

Martin looked at me, "I'm going to cum"

I felt his cum flood into my ass. He groaned and pulled me towards him and we kissed. He held me tight until his limp cock slipped from my ass. I could feel all his cum dribbling out of my ass and over my balls.

Martin looked at me and said, "Fuck that was hot, so much better then with a girl"

I nodded, "You bet!"