Work was a bit like foreplay for me. I saw Matt around a bit, granted I kept an eye out for him, and made my way to go by his desk a few times. Matt was a bit on the short side. Nothing major, just a little below average. He had some significant pecs. Very prominent in the shirts he wore. He had a great ass, and that ass was accented by his boots. Like all real cowboy boots, they had a bit of a heel, so his butt was emphasized. All very nice. Another aspect I was looking forward to was unwrapping his tight jeans so I could get to what caused a very admirable bulge in the front. Unlike too many hot men, he wore jeans that left no doubt that he was packing some serious meat.
I had dreamed of Matt sucking me off, and knowing he would be doing it later that day gave me a wonderful feeling of anticipation. At some point, I actually sat at my desk and tried to do some breathing exercises to get a bit of control over myself. I don't actually know any breathing exercises, but I was able to get my focus under control enough to get through the day.
When I made it home, I fell onto the sofa. Genie appeared. "You're really looking forward to this this one, aren't you Master?"
"Yeah. Bill was great. But he's just a guy who tickled my fancy. Nice to look at, but Matt is damn sexy. I had to work to keep under control today." I told him.
"Really?" Genie asked.
"Yeah. I'm hoping he'll be available early. When you get him, I want him silent and still. I'll move him as I want. At least in the beginning. I want to explore him."
"Yes, Master." Genie gazed into a distance beyond the walls. I knew he was checking. "Master is lucky, Matt is home, alone, and without plans. He's all yours." Genie gestured and Matt was standing there.
I got up and walked around his unmoving form. He was breathing, but standing stock still. I would be able to do anything I wanted to him. I could openly stare at him, something I couldn't do at work. I really drank everything in. He worked out, you could tell. In addition to the pecs, ass and bulge, I could see his biceps under his sleeves.
Standing face to face with him, I put my hands on his chest and got a good feel of his pecs. Solid. I expected that. They felt good. Good pecs are always a great thing for a man, and even better for the man who got to put his hands on them. I slid down and back to grip his ass. Firm buns on him. I kneaded them a bit. Wonderful to finally have them in my hands. I enjoyed them for a few minutes.
His being silent was a turn on. A hot man who was under my thumb, doing anything I wanted. Or nothing, as the case was. With a bit of trepidation, I reached to his crotch. I had wanted to feel it up for quite a while, and this was my chance.
Ooooohhhh, yes. So nice. I could feel his cock and balls under the fabric. They started to stir as I squeezed gently. How often had I wanted to get my hands on it. Now it was all mine. As often as you see a guy with an obvious package out on the street, it was great to be able actually get out and touch it. I was living two fantasies, Matt and feeling up a big bulge in pants. Genie was the best thing to ever happen to me.
His cock responded to my touch, obviously getting harder under my fingers. I continued to massage it. I looked at his crotch. I'd never seen him hard under it before, and it pushed against the fabric. He had some nice thickness.
I brought my hands up the top of his shirt and began to unbutton it. More and more of his chest appeared, I brushed my hands to widen the amount of skin shown. He had an impressive torso, and I pulled the shirt off him. Damn, he looked good shirtless. Just as I had imagined. I ran my hands over his pecs and abs. I had wanted to do this for so long. It was electric getting to actually do it.
I took his belt off, dropping it to the floor. With a quick rub over his dick, I undid the button at the top of his jeans. Then I pulled the zipper down. My hands went over his hips, under his pants and I pushed them down. Shit. He still had his boots on. I moved him over to the sofa, arranging him to sit. I pulled the boots and socks off. The jeans came off. He was there just in a pair of boxers. His dick was still hard. A great sight to see it pushing out and tenting. I stood him up, lightly feeling over his body. I took a deep breath. Now it was time, I slipped his boxers down. His cock sprang up and bounced. It was beautiful. He had a good set of pubes. I always liked that better than the shaved looked, and I would have been surprised if he were bare. I ran my hand through it. The wiry texture on my fingers.
My hand reached around the base of his dick, pulling slowly down to the head. I ran my finger over his piss slit. I took my fingers around the edge of the crown of his cock, gently pushing in and out.
He was mine to do anything I wanted with. I held his shaft in one hand and used a finger to run around the edge of his cockhead. I continued my finger down the bottom of his cock, when I got to the balls, I cupped them, rolling them around in my hand. Nice and full, the skin drooping over. I took my other hand and felt his ass.
I had wanted to get my hands on him like this for so long, and now I was. His body was under my hands, and his dick was hard and I stroked it. This was a dream come true. Genie was so good for me. This was the second man I knew that he had gotten for me. You can beat off to guys all you want, nothing is like getting them in bed.
I knelt down before him, getting a good close up to his dick. Nice and veiny, it was pulsing slightly. Big cocks are always great, and I did a few strokes, watching the silky skin move up and down on the hardness under it. So very nice. I put my tongue out and licked just the tip. Nice taste and felt nice. I moved my lips to engulf the head, running my tongue around the crown in my mouth. I'm sure I got a bit of pre-cum. I took in more, moving my lips and tongue.
