Vince was dreading going into work today. He had a great weekend with his family having a great day at the beach and as Sunday Night drew to a close, the feeling of dread came over him.” What’s wrong with me” he said to himself I should not be feeing this way, I’m 30 for fuck sake not a eighteen year old filled with angst”, which he had been for the last 6 months.
Vince was a 5ft 10 Blond, whose looks were linked to his Scandinavian heritage, with trim body which he kept this way by regular work outs. He had just cut his hair to a crew cut and look like one of those adverts for the joining the Armed Forces. He had a hairy chest with tuffs of hair which peaked out of his work shirts. He was very pale with light blue eyes and was prone to going beet red if he was embarrassed. He looked ok, he reckoned, and his wife Susie agreed often teasing him that their gay male friends, were jealous of her and to be fair she was right they did.
Vince was a sweet natured a bit arrogant due to his privilege Middle Class background, and like lots of his friends and acquaintances from similar background, he had plenty of opportunities thrown his way not having to worry about anything. He never abused this though, wanting as per his mantra ‘to treat everybody fairly’. He got on with everybody except Antwan a Fit Black Guy who he managed at work.
Antwan was 26 6ft Broad Shouldered, muscular with slim waisted with cropped jet-black hair and hazel eyes. He was a good-looking man, and he and Vince would have made an ideal couple, but all Antwan did was give him attitude every time they met. This started off straight away when HR emailed Vince one morning six months ago and instructed him that Antwan was joining his team that day and transferring one of his favourite team members Gary who he got on with the same day.
Gary was 29 and they knew each other from College and really got on and often socialised together, so Vince was gutted and not at all happy to be losing him. He was being promoted to another team, so they would still be seeing each other. When Antwan turned up Vince was upset and curt and his face and body language displayed this as he was unable to control his emotions.
There after their relationship suffered as a result. Every time he had to give Antwan an instruction or have supervision with him, a feeling of dread come hit him as soon as they set eyes upon each other as Vince like to be liked. He stammered and stuttered and made a right dick of himself blushing like hell and kicking himself every time they parted.
Antwan would glare at him scowling and was even more rude to him, treating him like a fool and Vince was sure he heard him say to Jose his Co-worker “Oh that Guy gets on my last nerve, he’s a Middle Class Cunt who can suck my Black Horse Dick”. “No Way could ‘Pretty White Boy’ Vince, get his hands, let along his mouth around this massive thing” and he grabbed his crotch rubbing it so his hard on appeared and they roared with laughter and he carried on making crass jokes.
Vince was not happy at all but pretended he did not hear anything whenever they encountered each other over the next few days, although he was sure that Antwan was wanting to apologise but he never did. Supervision was the worst and being in stuck in such close proximity, was hell and tomorrow was one of those day, hence Vince feeling of woe that Sunday evening.
“Are you ok?” his wife asked, “as you seem troubled?” “Oh, darling I got to see that Black Guy that I was telling you about and I don’t know Why He Hates Me!” “Oh, him, don’t worry just charm him, as you usually do, you know how it is.” “How Darling, He’s a, Man not one of your ‘Air Head Girlfriends or Gay Male Friends’ that I can charm for Heaven Sake.”
“Ok Dear” she said and switched off. Honestly, her husband was really getting so snappy these days. She rolled over and was soon snoring away. Vince on the other hand tossed and turned and thought, “I know I’ll have wank that usually gets me to sleep.” “What shall I think about? Oh Yeah that hot women that I met on Friday at work!”
However as he started as he started beating off, all he could see was Antwan’s face scowling at him, and as he continued wanking his thoughts turned towards thinking about Antwan’s big black horse cock, and also what Susie said and said to him, “yeah that will work ,I am sure of it” and he imaged himself wanking the guy off, sucking on his big balls and then his ‘Huge Black Dick’.
This resulted in his hand flying up and down his stiff prick and further imaged Antwan looking at him with affection encouraging him to go down further and his taking the whole thing down his hungry gullet like some of those porn babes in the Pics and Videos that he watched. He imaged the smiling black guy dick exploding and blasting his load into his mouth, then continuing to jerk off and covering his face and hairy chest with his excessive jizz load.
Within seconds, Vince blasted out a huge load of cum over his chest and face and some of it hit the wall behind him. “Fuck” he said that felt great and he found his hand in his mouth, cleaning off the creamy load and he scrap all the rest of it off his face and chest and did the same. He pulled the sheet over him and fell asleep with a smile on his face and his dick still stiff in his hand.
He woke 8 hours later, having slept great and with his hand still wrapped around his dick and he suckled his finger trying to find any more cum think about his wank fantasy which would never happen he thought. He looked at his clock and thought “Dammit I have overslept” and jumped in the shower. Walking back into the bedroom, he spotted a mass of his dried jizz on the wall. He got a cloth and cleaned it off, just in time as Susie woke up.
“Bye Darling”, he said as he gave her a kiss and drove to work smiling. His Supervision was later that morning and he was beaming all the way through it. He was extra charming to Antwan who was still hostile, but he did not care. His just could not take his eyes off the black guys crotch thinking about his blasting over cock juice all over his face.
Antwan caught him staring at it and scowled ever more. “Are you ok Vince” he said? “Yeah, I am, are you Antwan?” “Yes, I am fine.” “That’s ok then” he said, and he started to lick hip lips and run his hand up and down a phallic like object placed on his desk and he was sweating. “Hey Vince, are you ok?” The man repeated as you don’t seem yourself as usually, he was stoic whenever they met.
“What do you care” was the response and he started to pant and openly ogling the hot man in front of him and he started to moan sexually., thinking about wanking and sucking the fit as fuck guy ‘Horse Cock’ in front of him his mouth opened wide and he look as if he was about to launch himself on to Antwan. He suddenly snapped out of it thinking, “what the fuck am I doing, I’m married, not gay and he absolutely ‘Hate Me’ and called me a Middle-Class Cunt remember, stop acting as if you are smitten with him as he is bastard.”
Just then his phone went off and he snapped out of it and answered it. “Sorry What” he said whilst listening intently. “Ok I am coming.” “Apologies Antwan, I need to reschedule this Supervision to later in the week, I have to go upstairs” and looking grim faced he ushered Antwan out of the door, and went upstairs to the Directors Office full of apprehension.
However, it was great news as they all got bonus’s and it was up to him as to how much money he gave his team. He rushed down and said “Guys great news and he filled them all in and said we need to go out and celebrate I am not taking ‘NO’ for an answer and also all of the drink and food are on me” so after work they all went to local restaurant bar.
As the evening wore on, they all were getting drunk and most had left by 10pm. Vince was hammered, and he and Antwan were the last two left in the bar which was still busy. “Why do you Hate me” Vince Slurred, “What do you Mean.” Man Antwan, You Hate Me Why.” He slurred. “I don’t hate you!”, “Yes you do as you are horrible to me why he started to shout and his eyes filled with tears of frustration after months of stress which had built up. “Why do you hate me Why?” “I don’t Hate You Boss,” he said and hugged him tight he smelt so manly.
“I Don’t Believe You and I want to suck this legendary horse cock or yours and his mouth was watering” “What Did you Say?” “I want to suck your Horse Cock Big Boy” “Not tonight Buddy, you drunk, let’s go.” “Where? “Back to my place as your too drunk to drive home and besides, your wife will go crazy if you turn up in that state.”
“Ok” he slurred and found himself back in Antwan’s place and went for a piss. He got undressed still muttering “Why Do You Hate Me” and fell on the bed and was soon fast asleep. Antwan moved him fully onto the bed and was eating him with his eyes, lingering on his pale body with his tan lines. His eyes linger on Vince ass, which was being eaten by his undershorts. Then he covered him up reluctantly with a sheet which clung to his tone muscular body curves.
Antwan had lots of married and cohabiting Buddies and knew their wives and girlfriends would be pissed if they came home in that state, so they often stayed at his place. He was gay, single and was really an all-round nice guy from a rough background, that he had moved away from, about 5 years ago from his previous lifestyle. Being in jail for 4 years, made him hostile to authority and to him, Vince represented all those assholes that he had encounter in his life in the Police and Prison, which he thought he had managed to get over it.
It did not help that he fancied the pants off Vince who was just his type, Blond and Yummy and at times stoic whenever they met, but observing him with others, he had an endearing smile, and his beautiful blue eyes melted his heart. That and his dark chest hair peeking out of his open neck white shirts, make his cock jump.
Their first meeting was stormy, and he never forgave him for his hostility, hence his negative attitude towards him. Man, the amount of time that he had beaten off, over the image of his flip flipping with this hot married middle-class cute guy. God, he lost count of how many times he had done this, resulting in massive cum explosions and eating every drop, and he felt embarrassed whenever he encounter his Boss, hence his hostility towards him.
Vince was right though, he did hate him, but also longed for him at the same time. “Fuck I want to plug his tight asshole with this” he said to himself, and groped his 10-inch phattie, but he was such a respectable guy these days, he vowed, he would keep his hands off him. Loads of his pals mentioned who stayed over, tried it on with him, when pissed and right here in this very bed, but he always kept his self-control. Boring he knew but he could be bothered with the drama and fall out from coring out his pal’s tight butt holes.
This had happened once before, and the fall out was specular, ‘never again’ he vowed. There was one guy a Polish man called Zach, who he ended up slam fucking and almost busted his big old ass cunt. Fuck he was tight as fuck and shouted several choice words as he enters him. “Shall I stop?” “No” he moaned “just go slower please,” and he did and inched his way into him. They had no time for any fore play, just a good old fashioned hard man fuck and Zach were skewed and after an initial resistance, he could not get enough of the black guys hard 10 incher which filled him to the brim.
His best position was on his back staring at his co-worker who played his big old body like a fiddle. “Wow what is that move” he gasped as his colon was penetrated. He felt Antwan almost coming out of his back and he was mad with desire. He was literally stuffed, and his legs were open wide like his wife, he suddenly thought, and tensed up with the shame of him being a ‘normal married bloke’ having sexual relations with another man.
The fact that the guy was banging him out and the pace got faster and deeper so that he was soon coring his Cunt out. Zacks’s stretched Anal Ring spasmed round his fucker’s prick, which made him scream like his wife, and he came first all over his stomach and then an almighty anal orgasm hit him, and he pissed all over himself. For hours he was relentless dicked out, coming again and again and tongue kissing his co-worker, before he received two powerful cum loads seeding him out completely and he felt each wavery spurt inside him which remember every time he was though about him.
Antwan dick never left his pliable sloppy bred hole and the next morning after waking up and receiving a hard morning fuck, Zach wanted to meet up again, as he wanted to get some more hot man loving. However, he was gutted when Antwan was gentle but firm that this was not going to happen. Boy, Zach left him cussing and caused so much drama and told so many lies of being taken advantage of, that Antwan had to move area as this loudmouth fool could have cost him his hard-earned freedom.
Getting into bed with Vince, who sweating and snoring away, Antwan was sorely tempted and he lifted the covers and his eyes lingered over the guys sweet body which was pale and covered with blond hairs so different to his own dark skin although he was just as hairy. He could not resist kissing up and down Vince back and was so tempted to pull his shorts off and tongue his hairy man cunt out but didn’t. “No,” he said to himself leave it and he settle for cuddling the guy instead and he kissed his neck and nibble his ear and feel asleep with his hard on poking into the Vince’s back.
Several Hours later just as it got light, Vince woke up with banging headache, his tried to get up and his head was spinning, and he fell back down into the strange man arms. He laid there his head spinning and he manage to get up, as he had to have a piss and he stumble into an unfamiliar bathroom and took a long piss. He opened the bathroom cabinet and spotted some pain killers and took two wash it down with water from the sink and stumbled back to bed.
He could not make out who he was with or where he was, but he had to lie down and sleep and as soon as his head hit the pillow, he was out for the count, pulling the strange man’s arm around him. Several hours later he woke with a start and grabbing his mobile he left the room and look at time and groaned as he was so late ,but he could not go in so he texted in sick, walked back into room and looked at the man lying on the bed snoring and was startled to see that it was Antwan, who he was convinced hated him.
“What is going on, what am I doing in bed with this Antwan?” he muttered to himself shaking his head trying to wake up.
