Overcoming the Nerves

I slept fitfully, every time I woke up, the image of a cock in my face visited me.

My lips were dry, as I thought of wrapping them round some succulent, hard flesh.

I had invited Harry to maybe fuck me the next day but I was still nervous about that.

I would see Harry at work the next day, in the office. Would he still be interested? Or would he have thought it over and chickened out?

I hoped the former was the case, as I longed for his small cock to take my cherry. I found myself inserting a finger and before long, enjoying it. I was ready to be fucked, I was sure of it.

I arrived at the office early the next morning, hoping to see Harry. As I sat in the staff canteen with a black coffee I kept an eye on comings and goings. Eventually I saw him going straight into the toilets, but he hadn't seen me.

I got up and made a beeline for the WC. There was nobody in but Harry standing at a trough at the end, having a pee. I said not a word but approached behind him and put my arms round his waist, my right hand on his, as he pissed.

"You still up for tonight?" I whispered in his ear, kissing the back of his neck. I couldn't believe I was so forward.

"Shit!" came his answer. "I can't. My sister has arranged a party for her daughter, I can't miss it."

He had stopped pissing and I could feel him grow, as he removed his hand leaving mine to stroke his shaft.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I hissed, feeling annoyed but most of all, frustrated.

"I want to, but it'll need to be another time." He replied.

My stroking had affected him and he shot a stream of cum I was not expecting so quickly.

"Well, well, what have we here." A voice came from the doorway.

I hadn't heard anyone enter but there stood Arthur, one of our IT guys. He was tall, maybe 6'4". He always dyed his hair and goatee beard a deep red colour and wore black nail varnish. I really wasn't sure of his sexuality as he had a deep voice and vaguely threatening green eyes.

Both myself and Harry turned, my hand still on his cock and looked at him in shock.

"I could have both of you sacked for gross misconduct." He said, eyes glinting mischievously "but why would I do that?"

I could feel Harry's small cock shrink at the words.

"Look, I've got a meeting with my boss in five, I need to go." Harry blurted out.

Arthur nodded but added "I'll be keeping an eye on you."

Harry zipped up and sped out of the WC.

"Paul, isn't it? I didn't know you were a cock lover." He sidled up to the trough next to me and unzipped. I tried to look him in the eyes but failed, drawn to what he was pulling out.

"You like?" he said softly.

I shook my head. "No, I love it!" I answered as he pointed his mushroom head at me.

I was dying to touch it, suck it but Arthur was in control.

"I believe you need a new keyboard, better sort you out, follow me."

I cottoned on, this wasn't the most private of places and the next guy in the door might not have been so 'understanding'.

We made our way to the IT store room. None of his colleagues were in yet, to my relief. He unlocked the door and ushered me in, locking it behind him.

"Come closer." he demanded.

I did so, nervously. My heart was going like a jackhammer but I wouldn't have swapped places with anyone.

"Unzip me." His words were short and to the point.

I felt his bulge and slowly pulled down the zip, as his cock struggled to escape its confines.

"It's beautiful." I said, as much to myself as to him.

It really was special, a wide helmet, almost like a meaty sombrero topping a long, thin shaft. It was cut and hairless and mesmerised me.

Arthur leaned forward and kissed me. I did not resist. Instead, I moaned a little and let his tongue force its way into my mouth, surrendering myself to him. My tongue dancing around his.

"That's it, good practice for sucking my cock." He stated.

My hand had began yanking his tool but it wasn't long before he told me to suck it. I dropped to my knees and licked the moist head. Why had it taken me so many years to acknowledge that I was a cock loving slut?

My tongue played under his helmet, as his balls hit my chin.

"Get your trousers down." He ordered and span me round. Before I could think, he'd pulled them to my ankles and had his hands on my ass cheeks.

I bent forwards, leaning on a couple of boxes containing hard drives. I wasn't sure if I should be doing this but then I felt his tongue lap over my hole and I pulled my cheeks apart myself.

His tongue felt so good, as it slipped inside me, followed by a finger, then another. I knew there was no resisting him even if I wanted to but I loved his digital invasion.

That's a tight hole you have there." Arthur purred "But not for long."

I knew he was going to destroy me.

"Put this in your mouth and bite down." Arthur handed me a small roll of bubble wrap.

I did as he said and waited.

His cock circled my hole, teasing me but then the head forced its way in. The pain was excruciating but once the head was in, it lessened gradually.

I found myself moving towards it, in a rhythm and we were soon in sync. As his cock hit my spot, the pain lessened further, to be replaced by pure pleasure. Arthur kept going in and out, varying his speed, until I heard him say in a low voice "I'm gonna fill you up."

The feeling inside, of his cock gushing cum was amazing. I had spat out the bubble wrap by now and just groaned in pleasure as he fired spurts of delicious cum into me.

As he slowly withdrew, I turned round and put my lips on his softening cock, eager to taste some of his cum.

"You are such a little slut. I never knew." He said, appreciatively.

"Well now you do, big boy." I could scarcely believe what I was hearing from my own mouth.

"My partner would love you. Are you interested?"

"Is the Pope Catholic?" I retorted.

"Are you free after work? Gaeme picks me up."

As Harry was letting me down, I eagerly accepted.

"Good! That's settled then. Graeme loves to watch me fuck other guys and he loves being fucked himself.

He unlocked the door and peeked out. only one guy was sat near, with his back to us, wearing some headphones. Arthur pushed a random keyboard at me and motioned for me to leave.

I wasn't going to get much work done that day, I thought.

I saw Harry milling around at lunch, so we went for a walk to get some fresh air.

"What happened with Arthur?" He asked sounding worried.

"Oh, we fucked." I answered in a matter of fact way.

"No way!" Harry answered, eyes wide open.

"Yes way." I smiled, looking like the cat that had got the cream and I had, kind of.

I didn't tell him about what was planned later.

"We still on when I'm free?" Harry was almost pleading.

"You free now?" I asked quickly, as we approached an alley.

He was a little unsure but agreed. I took his hand and we went behind the big commercial rubbish bin. We hurriedly kissed, as I fumbled with his zip, then pulled down his trousers to his knees. No, his cock wasn't the largest but it was beautifully formed and I yearned for another belly full of cum.

My ass was still a bit raw, so it was just oral he was getting and I eagerly set to my task. He was too excited and he came quickly, just as I was enjoying it, the spunk flooded down my throat and I milked him dry.

Wow! I was definitely overcoming my nerves now but what would I be like with two guys together?

I couldn't wait!