John Johnson, the parole officer, had become one of my steady fuck buddies since meeting him through Ron and Gary. Whenever the mood hit I'd drop into his office and I was guaranteed to leave with a load of hot cum down my throat or up my ass from his always hard cock.
This particular morning, I knocked on his door and entered without waiting and I was surprised to find another guy in his office, since he saw his clients afternoons only.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt." I said.
"No problem," Johnson said. "This is Ken, an intern I'll be training for the next few months."
I crossed the room and he stood up to shake my hand and as I introduced myself, I gave him the once over. In his early 20's, Ken was about my height and slim but with a solid build and obviously muscular. He was one of those blondes who have skin that looks like it has no pores and is always pink and glowing. I wanted to lick him like an ice dream cone. Even more interesting, I could tell that under his loose dress slacks he was wearing boxers because a fat cock with a clearly defined head was visibly snaking down his leg.
"Why don't you take a break, Ken?" Johnson said. "We have some business to take care of and I'll call you when we're through."
Ken agreed and I watched him cross the room. His ass was more than outstanding, perfect melon buns riding high and tight with his pants seam sculpting the deep cleft between them. My mouth was watering, thinking about how they'd feel on my face if I could tongue his hole. He exited, closing the door behind him and I looked at Johnson.
"Jesus Christ, I've had a chubby for the last 2 days looking at that little fucker's ass!" he said. He stood up, unzipped his fly and hauled out his big half hard dick and meaty balls. He reached down and cradled his big nuts in one hand and said, "Get over here and drain these!"
I walked over, sat in his desk chair and opened my mouth as he eased seven inches of hard cock down my hungry throat. I wrapped my hand around his hanging ball sac and pulled down so that his cock got even harder and he slowly started to fuck my eager mouth.
"I checked Ken out when we were both at the urinals this morning." he said. "Nice cock on him. Wish I could have seen his ass." He started fucking my face faster. "That ass was made for fucking. I bet he's a virgin." His cock was fucking my throat like a piston and I could feel it starting to swell. "If I could get him naked, his ass wouldn't be virgin for long. I'd slide my cock up his hole so fast..." The thought was too much for him, he let out a groan and I felt his cum splash against my tonsils.
I sucked the head and milked every drop I could out of his dick before I pulled my mouth off of his meat and said, "I have an idea. It's about time for you to make an inspection of Ron and Gary's apartment and they'll be gone all day tomorrow on a construction job. Why don't you bring Ken over in the morning for some field training. I'm sure that I can get him naked, getting your cock in him is your responsibility."
Johnson milked his softening dick so that a few drops of cum squeezed out of his piss hole and he fed them to me with his finger, then stuffed his cock and balls back into his fly. He flipped an intercom switch and called Ken back to the office, who appeared at the door just as I opened it to leave.
"See you in the morning." Johnson said to me.
I saw Ken look down and notice where my own hard dick was tenting the front of my pants and I faked a slight cough as I passed him and said, "Sorry, something must have got caught in my throat."
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