Stephen

Ian had worked for Stephen going on 6 years now. He started as
Stephen’s assistant when the business was brand new. Stephen was
dedicated to his work, and spent nearly every waking moment cultivating
it and now it was starting to pay dividends, but at a price. The company
had grown fast and Stephen hadn’t prepared himself for the stresses.

One afternoon Ian went into Stephen’s office for a routine daily report of
messages, phone calls to be made, bills to be paid, etc. Ian found
Stephen with his head back staring at the ceiling, looking overwhelmed.

"I haven’t had a life in over 6 years," Stephen confided, "I feel like I’ve
never left this desk, I haven’t had a date since high school, it seems."

Ian, always there to pick up Stephen when he needed it, whirled him
around in his high backed chair, leaned him on the desktop and
massaged Stephen’s shoulders. Stephen fell asleep, yet his muscles
were still tight and bunched up. Ian knew just the cure.

Slipping under Stephen’s desk, Ian slowly unzipped Stephen’s pants. He
knew he wouldn’t have to fish around for long, it was a well discussed
rumor that Stephen was hung. Stephen never budged while Ian
unleashed his dick. Ian sucked on the head of Stephen’s enormous cock
until it started to get hard and the harder it got the more amazed Ian was
by how big it really was. Stephen finally began to stir, though Ian wasn’t
sure if he was fully awake yet.

Ian continued to suck Stephen’s cock, taking it as deep in his throat as
nature would allow. Slowly, Stephen’s hips began to force himself deeper
down Ian, and deeper, then deeper. Ian massaged Stephen’s balls and
relished in this now come to life fantasy. He’d always wanted to suck
Stephen off, and now he was doing just that.

Stephen was notably more relaxed as he started to slow fuck the back
of Ian’s throat. The rhythm was perfect, the pace maddening for both
men. Ian wanted to suck Stephen dry, wanted to swallow every drop of
jiz Stephen could blow his way. But, he’d be patient, afterall he’d waited
6 years and who knew how much longer he’d have to wait before getting
another taste?

Stephen barely made a sound, but his movements spoke volumes. Ian
knew Stephen was enjoying it, what little of Stephen’s body Ian could
see was visibly more relaxed.

Ian bobbed back slowly, then took the length of Stephen’s shaft hard and
deep, and continued this for what seemed an eternity. Intermittently he’d
tease the tip of Stephen’s throbbing dick with his tongue, then bury it
deep down his throat once again. Then, he could taste it, the sweet juice
he’d longed for. Stephen was getting ready to come. Ian squeezed
Stephen’s balls gently, then tighter, and firmer. He wanted every last
drop. He orally rode Stephen’s cock a little faster now, hungry for the full
load. And a full load Ian did get. Stephen started spurting loads and
loads of jism as Ian greedily sucked for more. Savoring every swallow Ian
didn’t let one drop go to waste.

Ian kept Stephen in his mouth until he was sure there was nothing left to
take. Then, he gently put Stephen back together, zipping him up and
slipping out from under the desk. Stephen was still asleep! Ian didn’t
mind, he got what he wanted and quietly left Stephen to his slumber.

About an hour later, Stephen buzzed him.

"Better extend our daily meetings to two hours from now on," Stephen
didn’t wait for a reply.

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