I started my first office job which took me all over the country. A young lad in his early 20s with a company car (and the seats) can get messy.
I’d only been doing the job a few weeks when I met a lad called Greg at a pub near my hotel. He seemed like a nice bloke. Ugly as sin inside and out, I later found out, but one of those that can charm you to start with, then you get to know them.
He wasn’t the best looking person in the world so there was no way he was getting into my pants like he clearly wanted, but I was going to be around for a while and I needed a local friend to keep me company. I ignored his advances and just enjoyed having company in the long periods I was away from home.
We met up and chatted a few times over a number of weeks and I found out that his lodger worked for the same company as me, at a different site.
Eventually I went to his place one night at the end of my trip. That’s where I met Pete, the lodger. He just turned 18 and was timid, quiet and as cute as a button. Slightly taller than me at 6’2 with a lean body, dark blonde hair and an arse to die for. Plus you could see he was packing in his trousers. I couldn’t take my eyes off him as he flirted and smiled. I could just eat him up.
Greg was the jealous type and even though they weren’t dating and Pete wasn’t interested in him in the slightest, he obviously didn’t like that I’d taken a liking to Pete (and visa versa). He got really shitty and almost violent as I was rudely ejected from his house with a raging argument between the two of them inside.
I’d never come across anyone like Greg before. He just flipped a switch and turned nasty in an instant. I was worried about Pete being stuck with him but there was nothing I could do. I drove all the way home with a knot in my stomach.
When I got to the office the next day, Pete wasn’t online but he appeared in the afternoon. I emailed him straight away.
‘Hey, I was worried about you yesterday. Everything ok?’
The reply came almost instantly.
‘Yeah, I’m ok. I was just emailing you. Moved back in to mum and dads last night. Can’t stay at Greg’s, long story but it’s not the first time that’s happened.’
We chatted back and forth - carefully, as work emails were routinely read by management back then - we swapped numbers and I said I’d call him when I got home later. This was long before text messaging was easy and you could email from your phone!
I called him straight after work so he could fill me in on all the details and so I could check he was ok. We chatted for hours about the usual stuff, Greg, how he ended up living there, what he could be like when he got angry, and how Pete always felt like he needed to go back - usually because Greg manipulated him into thinking it was his fault. But this time was different and he was out for good.
I felt sorry for Pete and somehow felt like he needed to be protected but doing that from a distance would be difficult.
Eventually, the conversation got around to the real reason for the argument.
‘Greg hated that I fancied you. He could see it in my eyes. I couldn’t stop staring at your bulge. He flew off the handle when you left so I had to get out of there.’
‘Well he’s an arrogant prick. Ugly too.’
‘Don’t be too harsh on him. He’s a nice guy, just loses his temper a bit too easily but this one was the last straw. Dad saw the bruise and won’t let me go back.’ I bit my lip at replying to that. At least his dad would stop him if Greg tried to get him to go back.
‘Probably best not to. You don’t deserve that.’
There was a long pause before he responded.
‘What are you wearing?’
‘Nothing. Got ready for bed while we chatted. Why?’
‘I’ve wanted to ask you that since you called. I like sleeping naked. Wish I was sleeping naked with you right now. It’s got me excited.’
‘Me too. It’s a shame I have to do it alone tonight.’
‘We need to have some fun when you’re here next. I can’t wait for you to fuck me.’
‘Deal but in the meantime, I need to deal with my hardon.’
We went on to have the most amazing phone sex. I’d never done it before. His descriptions of what he was doing to himself, imagining touching each other, exploring our bodies wanting it to be the other one. Our moans combined until finally, we both came at the same time with one of the most intense orgasms I’d ever had. I hit the headboard with 3 or four shots of cum before we realised it was late and time to sleep. He’s the whole reason I have a preference for audio porn. It reminds me of him every time.
We chatted regularly for a few months until it was time for me to return to his part of the country. He mentioned in our chats that he loved it when I talked about preferring to go commando. I didn’t usually for work as suit trousers do nothing for control but I agreed that I would when we met, just for him.
I picked Pete up from work and drove us to a pub in town. He’d cut his hair, was wearing a nicely fitting suit, white shirt and a tie. It made him look so sexy and fuckable.
We sat on a sofa in the corner for ages, chatting and laughing. Although it wasn’t a gay pub, Pete would occasionally grab my thigh, gently rubbing up to my crotch before smiling and taking his hand away. The first time he was just checking to make sure I had kept my promise but as my cock grew down my leg and I pulsed it in his hand, he could tell I obviously had.
A few times I reached around behind him and put my hand down the back of his trousers. He’d gone commando too so I had easy access.
At one point, he even raised himself up to give me access to his hole. He flinched each time I brushed my finger over it. He had such a nice tight hole and was so responsive to my touch that I just had to have him. It was incredibly risky, not wanting to get caught, but it was so hot and we were driving each other wild. We were both hard pretty much the whole time.
As last orders were called, we realised it was time to go.
‘I don’t think I can wait until we get to the hotel. You up for a bit of outdoor fun? There’s a park behind the car park we can go to.’
‘Someone’s keen but I’m definitely up for that. Is it a cruising spot or just a park?’
‘It’s a cruising spot but I really don’t care if people watch. I just need you to fuck me.’
As we walked through the town, we kept laughing and joking, grabbing each other’s crotches. Pete was hung too and thick, not wearing any underwear, his cock was standing straight out in his suit trousers by the time we got to the park. I really needed to get those trousers off him.
As we walked through the entrance, you could tell instantly from all the older men walking about that we were in the right place. Two lads in their late teens / early twenties definitely got their juices flowing. Unfortunately, that also meant we were followed wherever we went. While we didn’t mind being watched, we didn’t want company and we didn’t have a chance to get started properly. We gave up the idea after pushing one too many unwanted hands away.
‘Sorry, that was a bit of a buzz kill. I hadn’t realised how busy it would be on a work night.’
‘That’s ok, my hotel is still only 5 minutes away.’
We jumped in the car and made our way to my hotel. As soon as we walked through the door, we stripped naked and Pete got straight to his knees and was eye level with my dick.
‘I’ve been waiting for this all day.’
He licked the tip of my cock and lapped up the precum that was just about to fall to the floor, smiling as he tasted it. He opened his mouth and started to slowly and lovingly suck my cock. With all the sexual energy from this evening, I was finding it hard not to just throw him on the bed but I really wanted to enjoy this. I had no idea when I’d see him next.
After a few minutes of a mind blowing blow job, I got him to stand up and kissed him. It was a deep, passionate kiss. We were so wrapped up in it that we practically landed on the bed in a heap as we fell sideways. We didn’t miss a beat though and caressed and teased each other for what seemed like ages. I played with his hole as he started to play with mine and we moved to 69, slowly sucking and deep throating each other in unison with moans coming from both of us.
‘Can I rim you?’ Hell yes!
‘Only if I can do you too.’
‘Sit on my face.’
As I sat on his face, Pete’s expert tongue lapped at and drilled into my hole. To this day, I haven’t been rimmed like that by anyone else. More of a top from then until now, I still enjoy a really good rim job. This was something else. I gasped and moaned as he ate me out and I sucked his cock.
Then I lifted his legs so that I could access his hole. His perfect pucker aimed straight up and begging to be licked. He smelled and tasted so good. He pulled me back on to his face, choosing to rim me over breathing as I flicked and teased him with my tongue.
We kept this up for ages, teasing and at points torturing each other with pleasure.
It was almost 3am when we took a break. Realising we were both tired so, rather than a hot sweaty fuck, we opted to save it for later and get some sleep.
I woke up around 6 with a raging morning wood and Pete backed up against me with his still wet hole rubbing against it. He was holding my arm as I spooned him so I had no way of moving. Thinking he was asleep, I tried to adjust myself for comfort. As soon as I moved, Pete pressed his arse closer to me and moaned lightly. I had no idea if he was asleep or just playing but I could feel the head of my dick pressing against his hole. I knew that Pete really wanted to be woken up by getting fucked as one of his fantasies. So I obliged.
Slowly pressing my dick against his hole, he let out a light moan as I penetrated his perfect, tight, warm hole. I slowly eased into him so as not to wake him but as I bottomed out and brushed against his prostate, he let out a gasp and turned to face me.
As he let go of my arm, I played with his nipple as we kissed and I slowly fucked him. Long, deep strokes. Our moans of pleasure filled the room as I picked up the pace. I moved my hand from his nipple to his throbbing cock and wanked him as I fucked him. He moaned into my mouth as I brought him to the edge and backed off again. I wanted to make him cum at the same time as me. I edged him twice more and finally, once again with mind blowing intensity, we both came together, still kissing and muffling each other’s ecstasy.
We were spent and tired and fell asleep again almost instantly. My dick still buried in his cum filled hole.
When I woke a couple of hours later, Pete was already up and getting ready for work. I listened with a smile as he sang to himself quietly in the shower.
We got ready for work in double quick time and parted outside his office. I hadn’t felt like this in a long time and I was really looking forward to seeing him again but I knew it would be a while.
