Derrick Andrews sat at his desk as he had nearly every workday for the ten years he had worked at Trellis and Company. He was a systems engineer and made good money for doing work he felt a monkey could do at the business consulting firm. He made even better money for his employer. However, the work he was doing bored him to tears. In college he had been excited to learn how to produce the code that made computers perform. His first tens years working at various firms pounding out code and moving up the ladder felt like a dream to him. He imagined that he would spend his entire working life involved in challenging and exciting projects.
Derrick jumped at the opportunity George Trellis offered him. He was to head a team and have his own accounts. At first the job was everything he dreamed it would be; it was challenging and rewarding on top of extremely well paid. However, if anything he was too good at what he did. He was quickly promoted and soon no longer had direct involvement in the actual work of creating computer programs. He was in his mind no more than a babysitter for the company's best corporate clients. He might well have quit if not for his wife's lifestyle requiring he maintain the high six figure income the job provided. He knew of no hands-on job anywhere that would pay him even half what Trellis paid.
Sadly, his home life was not any better. His wife had clearly enjoyed the freedom that his 80 plus hour work weeks had afforded her when he was working his way up the ladder. Having achieved success he seldom needed more than 50 hours a week and often found 40 hours too many. More hours together had a negative impact on the couple's closeness. Upon close inspection the relationship had never really been much more than two good looking people who enjoyed a passionate sex life while sharing a home. When he got together with his wife he didn't have time for love. Cheryl Andrews, his wife was never a romantic. She had seen him as a stud that would be a much better than average provider. She loved sex and he was a good fuck who demanded little of her. In the beginning they were perfect for each other.
As they spent more time together their sexual liaisons diminished in frequency and after time intensity. They went from near nightly sweaty animal-like carnal encounters filled with intense passion to barely once a month sex that felt more like an obligation than pleasure. The marriage likely would have ended except for the two teenaged children they had, which both were determined to raise in a traditional two parent household. The odd thing was that all this had occurred without any discussion at all. Neither Derrick nor Cheryl ever mentioned the changes in their sex life or brought up feelings. They seldom talked about anything other than the children. For the most part they didn't even acknowledge the situation in their own minds.
Cheryl managed to continue to live her life as she had with a social life that was mostly separate from her husband. Derrick had never bothered much with socializing and at 45 had no idea how to cultivate friendships. That is why on a Friday evening at six o'clock when he should have been out of the office for at least an hour he continued to sit at his desk. His wife was going to dinner and a movie with some girlfriends. His children were sleeping over at friend's houses. His big house was cold, dark and empty. The cook was off on Fridays and the maid never worked at night. So he sat there hoping some client somewhere would need something that would lead to him having something interesting to do.
Since that call did not come he began wandering around on the internet; something he found himself doing more often than not in his growing free time. He started by reading news online and soon discovered that he could research and buy products. When he no longer found shopping of interest he moved to playing games which led to low stakes on-line gambling. But even the thrill of winning and losing money was losing its luster. A couple of times he had found his way to chat rooms. Though the purported topics in the rooms seemed benign, no matter the stated topic he soon sensed the constant undercurrent of sexual tension. Up to that point he had turned down the few requests he had received for private chats that started with what he thought were come-ons. He had no interest in playing on-line sex games.
There was one thing that had piqued his interest. About half of the requests he thought were propositions came from other men. Derrick had always been a totally straight man, who never gave any thought to the idea of gay sex. He had no prejudice against gay men and in his heart could understand the attraction; he just didn't have any attraction to men. The closest he came to anything remotely homosexual was the occasional quick glance at a naked man's equipment in a locker room. He considered that merely comparing what he had to the rest of the world. As the women he had fucked over the years could tell him he was defiantly above average in that area. His cock was a tad over seven inches and thick. One former girlfriend had even praised it as especially attractive.
On this particular Friday it was not chat rooms or men that were on his mind. Nor was he interested in the news or playing poker. He was agitated. It was a feeling he knew came from horniness and sexual frustration. Though he didn't keep track it had been four weeks since he had fucked his wife and at least two weeks since he had jerked off. He had never been much of a masturbator. But since his sex life had slowed, he had rediscovered what he thought was a thing only sad single man and teenage boys did. Were he honest he would have admitted he had discovered a whole new level of pleasure could be had jerking off.
Derrick got up, closed and locked his office door. He knew anyone who was still in the building would think that he had gone home. Only an emergency would give someone cause to use a master key to enter his private space. Due to the late nights many worked at Trellis, the cleaning crews were forbidden to come in until well after midnight. He knew he had at least six hours of uninterrupted privacy. Before returning to his desk chair and his planned search for pornography to prime the pump, he striped down to his boxers. He didn't want to get any stray cum on his expensive suit.
His first move was to enter a program he wrote that masked all activities he did on his office computer. It was a clever little program that most people would call a virus. It completely fooled the programs the company's security team put in place to monitor employee activity. So instead of logging Derrick's porn surfing the system would show him as inactive until the secret program was terminated. Writing that program was the most fun he had had in a long time. He often mused that had the company given him projects as challenging as defeating company security he would be willing to work for free.
Next he opened Google and typed, 'Amateur blow job video,' hoping to find some home made videos of sexy college chicks sucking their boyfriend's dicks. He had been amazed at how many people were willing posting such compromising material. His wife gave up fellatio years ago which made getting his cock sucked his biggest fantasy. In a microsecond a list of possibilities popped up on his screen. He picked a promising one and was presented with a kind of girls gone wild type scene that seemed to have been filmed in a college dorm room. At first all that was visible were two average looking twenty-year old girls doing a dual strip tease. The girls though not what he would call especially pretty had nice bodies. Both of them had a little extra meat on their bones which Derrick preferred to the overly skinny look. They had nice medium sized tits which jiggled enticingly as they wiggled around. The pair looked so much alike; he briefly wondered if they were sisters.
It wasn't apparent that there was a guy present until a deep voice was heard encouraging the girls to rub their titties together. The two brunettes seemed more than happy to comply. Derrick was fascinated by the completely amateur attempt to make a porn video and excited by the sight of two young women cavorting for at least one guy. After the girls got completely naked and shook their bodies for the camera while touching and kissing each other for several minutes, one the girls demanded a turn with the camera. By that point Derrick had pushed his boxers down and was fondling his balls while his cock slowly inflated. The picture bounced and went blank as the cameraman handed his camera over to the naked coed.
When the picture came back on, the screen was filled by two very fit young men wearing only tee shirts and snug fitting trunk style underwear. They simultaneously pulled their shirts off revealing taut muscular torsos that screamed athlete. The girls could be heard cooing about the guys they were apparently about to fuck on camera while Derrick marveled at the well toned bodies of the young men. He also wondered if the four students realized that their little game could have a long term effect on their futures. Those thoughts disappeared when one of the girls squealed that it was time for the guys to show off their packages. These two guys definitely weren't shy. They quickly removed their underwear and stood as if they were proudly displaying their hard cocks for the girls.
