As most people with experience of working in an office will know, one day is much like another. It takes a special event, or personality to come along before things can become interesting.
Michael was just that personality.
Now I am a married 50 year old man but I have dabbled in some cocksucking in my past. In fact, the older I get, the more fascinating cocks become.
I love my wife but she is very vanilla, flat out refusing my suggestion for a threesome with another guy.
But back to Michael. He was a very handsome guy, 32 years old and single and unashamedly gay. Not camp, just gay.
I remember looking him over when he first started. Tall, shaped brown hair, gorgeous brown eyes and a well-groomed beard. He had a slender figure and my eyes settled on his crotch, which displayed an appealing bulge and my mind raced away, thinking of his cock buried in my mouth.
Little was I to know that my fantasy would become reality!
Because of my experience, the boss sat him beside me, telling me I was to 'show him the ropes'.
"Does he mean that in a bondage sense?"
Michael said in his characteristic soft voice, whilst grinning.
"If you like." I replied before I could stop myself.
Michael took it as a joke and laughed in his cute, soft way.
That broke the ice between us and we got on just fine on that first day.
I learned that he couldn't find the right guy to settle down with but he kept trying. He was a member on several sites and received plenty offers of casual sex, which I could fully understand.
My mind wandered to being on my knees and taking him between my lips.
I had to shake myself out of my dream.
That evening, I found myself free in the house as my wife was visiting her mother. I knew she wouldn't be back until late. So I decided to go online and visit Literotica. I read a couple of gay stories and then decided to go on chat. It was one of those nights when my user name was a magnet.
One guy in particular was very chatty 'Mikey999' had read my profile and knew how to press my horny buttons. He liked that I was an older guy and described his cock to me in wonderful detail. seven inches, uncut, with a big mushroom head and big, full balls. He told me he wasn't shaved but well tended to and I told him I love a hairy man.
As we chatted, I told him about the stories I had written and he promised he would read some.
I suggested a voice call, to help us both cum but he declined saying his flatmate was around. He sounded genuine and I suggested we chat the following night, after he read a few of my stories. I wanted to get to know the guy and we arranged to chat the next day.
By the next morning, I had received some new feedback on a couple of my stories, not surprisingly from Mikey. He was full of praise and loved the ones about how I started sucking. As an added bonus, he attached a photo of his hard cock, which was exactly as he'd described it to me the night before.
I resolved that if the chance came up I would suck him dry.
At work, Michael was a little quieter, explaining that he had met a nice guy online and hoped to take it further.
I wasn't stupid, of course I linked Michael to 'Mikey' and it excited me. Sitting beside him knowing I had already seen his hard cock, made me hard and I had to adjust my position to disguise it from him.
All of a sudden, everything seemed to fall apart. Mikey didn't show up online for three days running and Michael failed to appear at work. I assumed he'd found a better job and didn't have time to chat but the boss confided in me that there was an emergency he had to deal with and he would be back on the Monday. I must admit that my heart skipped a beat knowing that I hadn't lost him completely.
On the Monday, Michael was quiet but I encouraged him and he told me what had happened.
It was all down to a massive argument with his flatmate, who was homophobic.
"He threatened to chuck me out unless I sucked his cock." Michael said stonily.
"Normally, I am more than happy but he said it to humiliate me."
I wasn't sure how to answer but asked weakly "What did you do?
"I packed my bags and got out. He could go and fuck himself, or in this case suck himself!"
That made him smile and relax a little.
"So where did you end up?" I asked, curiously.
"At an old pal, doing exactly what my flatmate had wanted but on my terms."
"Oh you could have phoned me, I'd have put you up." Oh how I meant it.
"On the same terms?" He said, making me blush.
