After Court

[socksandrocksoff]

Brand new, here. Never lurked. I am a 46 y.o. white, married, criminal defense attorney. I have 3 kids. Going all the way back to high school, I have had bi-sexual tendencies. My sexual preferences are interesting in that when it comes to women, I like thin, pretty women. Blondes were always my favorite, but, really, any hair color will do. I have had a lifetime of women that ended when I started to date my now wife 14 years ago. She has been the only women in my life that I have remained faithful to (sort of-I've cheated on her twice: once several years ago when I met a guy on CL [of all places], got into a one night email exchange, had him come to my office, blew him and never saw him again; the other infidelity happened twice this week and is the subject of this post).

I absolutely love having sex with women. I always have. My wife and I have 3 kids, the youngest being 4 and, so, for the last few years, our sex life has basically been reduced to sex once or twice a week. I can't complain as our sex life is just wonderful. We are each, almost always, able to make the other orgasm (well, she always makes me orgasm, I'm about 80% successful with her). Still, there are nights that I am in the mood and she, simply, is too tired. It's Ok and I understand it and it has nothing to do with my recent escapades.

I have been with a grand total of 5 guys in my life. I have sucked their cocks but, only once, let them suck mine. I am only attracted to a very specific type of guy. Guys that are, presumably straight and masculine looking and acting, thinner, 18-28, with blonde hair. Sometimes, I will find a brown haired or even red headed guy attractive, but, that is rare.

I am a very dominant person. I had to take care of my parents from the time I was around 16. I put myself through college and law school while supporting my parents. My job requires me to be assertive. Probably for all those reasons, I am a closet submissive. Nearly all my fantasies (with guys and women) involve me being submissive.

I was with 3 guys, on several occasions, from high school through college. The 4th guy was the CL guy (a one time thing) and now I have been with my 5th. This is a true story and it something that I think is ongoing, but, I don't know, because this is all kind of new to me and somewhat confusing.

Wednesday night, I was in night court. It's not like you see on TV. It basically occurs from 5:00 p.m to 8:00 p.m. or so and mainly there are hearings on traffic cases (No License, DUI, speed, etc.) I had a few cases, resolved them and was getting ready to leave when I heard a man's voice pleading with the prosecutor. I went in the prosecutor's office to pick up my brief case and saw a guy, about 30, with blond hair, trying to explain to the prosecutor how it had been a mistake that his driver's license was suspended (an insurance mix up). The prosecutor wanted to hear none of it and told the guy to either get a lawyer or get a trial date set and represent himself.

I notice that the guy had on work type boots, somewhat dirty jeans and a blue t shirt. He looked like he worked construction and had just got off work. I have to say, I found him very attractive. Well, I went outside the court house, saw an old client, had a cigarette and talked to the client. As we were concluding our talk, I saw the blonde guy come out. He was sort of angry and he lit a cigarette. He asked if I was a lawyer, I told him I was. My old client left and the blonde guy started to tell me how frustrated he was. He explained to me how the insurance company didn't properly report his insurance to the BMV and the BMV suspended him. He didn't realize it until he got stepped for a headlight violation. He called the insurance company, they admitted it was their fault, sent the insurance info the State BMV and the State reinstated his license.

The prosecutor wanted him to plead guilty to driving on a suspended license, pay a large fine and be on probation. I knew the prosecutor hated dealing with unrepresented clients. The blonde guy said his name was Rick, that he had a wife and 3 kids and was barely making ends meet and didn't have money for a lawyer. He was afraid though that if he went to trial, he'd lose and end up in jail. He also didn't have money for a big fine. As he talked, I noticed that my cock was slightly stiff. I kept sneaking glances at his groin area and I don't know, something about him being close to me was turning me on. I told him I would help him, went back in, talked to the prosecutor and got him to dismiss the charge. It really had been the insurance company's fault and I lied to the prosecutor and told him that Rick had paid me a retainer.

Well, Rick was ecstatic. Couldn't thank me enough. That was that, or so I thought. I gave him my card and went back to the office to get my files for the next morning. As I pulled in, I noticed Rick behind me. He had a quick question to ask about whether he had a claim against his insurance company. I brought him in the office and, basically told him to just let it go and chalk it up as a bad experience. He wanted to try to pay me something but asked if he could pay a little every couple weeks. I told him it wasn't necessary, it had been my pleasure.

Now, I figured he was going to leave and I felt a pit in my stomach. I can't tell you how attracted I was to this guy. I couldn't, in the office, keep my eyes off his groin area and mouth. He had a gorgeous mouth and body and was fucking good looking. I also couldn't stop looking at his work shoes, there was a hole on the top of one of his shoes. I have an incredible foot fetish and kept thinking about his feet. Even his dirty jeans turned me on.

He insisted that I allow him to pay me something and he said he wouldn't leave until we worked something out. I honestly don't know what came over me, I don't know if I was just tired (it was near 8:00 p.m. and I had been in different courts nearly all day) or I was that horny. I said maybe there was something he could do instead of paying me. I asked if he was a handy man and he said he was. I showed him some things in the office that needed fixed. He said he would and could do them. One area was in the office kitchen, the ice maker on the refrigerator was broke. He was looking at the water line and asked if I had tools. I handed him a small tool chest I kept in the office. As I did, I brushed his hand with mine and I felt my cock tighten in my underwear. He was working/looking in the freezer and I was behind him, staring at his ass. I went to the freezer to pretend I was looking at what he was doing, but, really, I wanted to "accidentally" brush his ass with my hand. I did. I got harder still.

While he worked on things, I pulled some beers out of the refrigerator and we each drank 2 or 3. I was getting drunk and hornier. At one point, he dropped a screwdriver and I knelt down to pick it up. He turned toward me and his groin was right near my face. I dropped the screwdriver and said, "Forget the repairs, I want something else." I couldn't believe I had said it. He looked confused and asked what I meant. I was still on my knees in front of him and I reached and touched his groin area with my hand.

It was like a light bulb went on in his head and he pushed me back. He started to leave and I said, "Please, wait, I'm sorry." He stopped. "Please," I said. "Why would you say that shit," he asked, "Are you a fag?" I told him, "No, I'm married, I .... I'm sorry, I just....." It was very awkward. I didn't know what else to say but I needed, fucking needed, to suck his cock. I told him, "I'm sorry, I'm bisexual .... or I am sometime. I'll make it worth your while."

He glared at me. I told him, "I can help you man. You know, I can help you out a little, you said money's tight....." He looked like he wanted to hit me. But, then, he said, "Help me with some cash, what?" I nodded my head. I reached in my pocket, pulled out 3 $100 bills and handed them to him. He stared at them and then took them in his hand.

He sat in a chair, looked at me and said, "I've never been with ....." Before he could say another word, I had buried my head in his crotch and was open mouth kissing his cock through his jeans.

More in a bit.

 

[socksandrocksoff]

He was tense. He was pulling his crotch back from some of my kisses, but, at the same time, sometimes, he would grind his crotch into my mouth. I felt his cock stiffen and enlarge as the seconds passed. I slid my right hand down to his left shoe and undid the shoe string. I pulled his work boot off and could smell the leathery sweat smell immediately. It turned me on, all the more. It was then I noticed that I was rock hard.

Again, a brief bit of history. The last time I had sucked cock, with the CL guy, I had absolutely no hard on as I did it. Later, as I thought about it, about serving him and sucking his cock, it turned me on to no end. Also, of my 3 earlier guys, with 2 I got hard, with 1, I did not. With Rick, I was rock fucking hard.

I rubbed his socked foot with my hand and then slid my hand up inside his pant leg and rubbed his lower calf with my hand. I then did the same with his right boot. Then I moved to his groin, unbuttoning his jeans and unzipping the fly. Now, I open mouth kissed his cock through his underwear. His smell was just incredible, that musky, manly, sweaty smell. Now, he seemed to be into things a bit more, but, I didn't dare look at his face as I didn't want to scare him away. I figured as long as I kept my head down, said nothing, and licked and kissed that cock, everything would be fine.

I slid his jeans off and then his underwear. His cock stood erect, about 7 inches from what I could tell. Fully hard and erect.

More in a bit.

 

[Craiger]

Enough of this "recess" stuff....lol I hope you continue this soon. Just having the nerve to approach him was hot. I can tell this is going to be quite a session.

Welcome to the story forum.

Craiger

 

[Autolycus]

Certainly a new slant on an age old dilemma! A hot story - thanks for sharing it with us. We certainly look forward to the end of this particular recess, meanwhile the jury is out and gasping for more!

 

[socksandrocksoff]

You guys crack me up. I know it's taking a while to get to the good stuff, but, I guess it's just seems to me like so much has happened. Now, back to the show ....

His cock was just inches from my mouth. I could smell his musky, sweaty scent. It was just fabulous-don't know how else to describe it. It makes my mouth water even as I write this. I could see that he shaved himself, but, had not in awhile, because he did have some pubic hair growing in places.

I tried to remember everything I could about sucking cock. Stuff I had done when I was younger, stuff women had done to me, stuff I'd seen on porn.... I immediately took him in my mouth, I didn't want him backing out of this. His cock had a slight salty taste to it, again, he must have sweat like crazy that day. I glided up and down on that magnificent cock several times and then I slid my mouth off. I took my hand and gently stroked his cock, while I licked his shaft, his head and then down into his inner thighs. He spread his legs apart and while I stroked, I now moved to that area by where the shaft and balls meet the inner thigh. His scent was incredible, I inhaled it in deeply while I open mouth kissed that special area and his thighs. I took his balls in my mouth while I stroked him. Finally, I started to stroke faster and moved my mouth back to his cock.

Again I took him in my mouth, now, stroking him gently with my hand while gliding my mouth up and down his cock. He grabbed the back of my head and thrust his cock deep into my mouth and throat. I gagged a bit, but, soon fell into a rhythm. Up and down I went for a minute or so and then he stood up. I now looked up at him as I had him in my mouth. What a feeling to be on your knees, in front of a guy, his cock in your mouth. What a fucking turn on.

Well, he had had enough with my pace, clearly, as he started to fuck my mouth with his cock. In and out he thrust as he moaned, gently at first, louder, shortly after. I knew he was close to cumming. I could feel him tense. I wanted to taste his cum, wanted him to explode in my mouth, but, I didn't really know him or know anything about him. At the last second, despite my erotic feelings, I pulled my mouth off, stroked him a few times while licking his shaft, and he exploded-all over my hair, side of my face and shoulders.

I gently pumped him until the last drop came out. He groaned and pushed my hand away, then sat down. I gently massaged his calves and gently open mouth kissed his thighs. His legs were nicely toned and muscular. His skin, it tasted .... well, just fantastic.

But, he quickly pushed me away and said, "Stop." I guess since he came, he no longer had any use for me. He told me that he wasn't a fag and that I better not tell anyone what had happened. My first thought was that if anyone found out, it would hurt me more (professionally and personally) than him, but, he quickly pulled his underwear and pants on, slid into his boots, stood up and said, "Don't bother me again." He stormed out of the office.

In a way, I felt like a fool. His cum was all over me. I had given this guy $300. I'm not poor, by any means, but, I immediately felt guilty. I had a house, a family, that money should have gone for things for them. Then I thought of my wife, what the fuck was I doing? I tried to rationalize that it wasn't really cheating because I hadn't been with another woman, but, I soon realized the folly of that thought.

I really did feel humiliated. Sucked his cock and got snubbed for it. Hell, he was angry about it. I cleaned myself up, stopped at Walgreens, got some Listerine to wash my mouth out and went home. Thankfully, everyone was asleep.

The whole way home, though, and the whole time I lay in bed, I couldn't get Rick, his scent, his taste or his cock out of my mind. My cock was rock hard thinking about it all. I looked at my wife, she was gorgeous. I was half-tempted to wake her up so we could make love. I knew I'd be good that night, but, I didn't.

The next day, I began to really regret the whole thing. It was strange, I felt equal parts guilty, foolish and horny.

Around 6:00, as I was leaving my office, I saw Rick, sitting in his car, waiting in my parking lot. He didn't look happy or angry, he looked sort of down.

More in a bit. Recess time again.

 

[Autolycus]

Rick got $300 and a blow job - could be he is back for more of the same - who can blame him.

Make me an offer

 

[Craiger]

I'm going to have to talk to the judge on these incessant recesses... I'm with Autolycus on this one. Me thinks Rick has come back for more. Hopefully this time for free.

I think I just heard the Bailiff call, "Everyone rise!"

Craiger

 

[socksandrocksoff]

Oyez! Oyez! Oyez!

Well, I do want to get back to Rick, but, I feel I have to say a little more about me. In 1994, I was 28-29 and was appointed to represent an 18 y.o young man named Kevin. It was a small stolen property case. I met with him at my office and, truthfully, I was just fucking knocked out by him. He was thin, blond hair, cocky with a bad boy attitude. He always had a cute girl with him in court. I have to tell you that I fell madly in love/lust with him. I have to say there have been a few women that made me feel that way, but, only one guy in my whole life. I have represented him (mostly for free) on and off every couple years ever since. Always pretty minor stuff, but, he has landed in prison once for a violation of his probation on a bad check charge (I didn't represent him, it was in a county all the way across the state).

In the last 17 years, I would imagine that I have jacked off to the thought of him somewhere close to 500 times. I have jacked off while talking to him on the phone (only once, but, fuck it was fantastic). Once, when he was going to jail for 60 days (this was back when I was single), he needed a place to store his clothes (he was rooming with someone and couldn't pay rent for those 60 days). I let him store them at my place. Some of the clothes were dirty and he asked if he could launder them at my place. I told him he could, but, since there were only a few dirty things, I told him that I would just run them with a load of my clothes. I jacked off to those dirty shirts, socks, underwear and jeans around 100 times.

He is the only man I have ever known that can get me rock hard just by talking to me. I'm fairly sure he knows or at least suspects that I am in love with him and would do anything for him, I have made many, many subtle hints. He has no interest in it. A friend of his, I think, is a cuckold wannabe. Wanted Kevin to fuck his wife. His wife is really hot. Kevin wanted to fuck the wife but the friend wanted to watch. Kevin didn't like that idea. Kevin has hinted around that he has no interest in sex with anyone other than a woman.

I never pressed the issue with Kevin because I figured he'd exit my life forever. I would rather see and hear him every now and then than to never see him again. Plus, as long as he is around, I know there is always the possibility that I may yet suck his cock. My fantasies with him, though, are just off the charts. I mean, I would absolutely do anything he told me, anything.

Rick .... in a way, I think, Rick reminds me of Kevin. Young, blonde, good looking, cocky, does physical labor for a living. Thing is, I figured that I would never see Rick again after court, so, if he rejected me, well, it was no loss. I mean, I wasn't going to see him again anyway. And, I wasn't about to spend the next 20 years regretting that I didn't make a move. It's so easy to make a move on a woman, so easy. Wish it was the same with a guy.

Now, back to the second day. He got out of his car and walked towards me. He was in work clothes again and he held a plastic cup. Once he got near me, I could smell and see that he was drinking beer and appeared to be quite drunk. Funny thing, since the last hour, I had downed two glasses of bourbon in my office. I really felt edgy, so I drank.

He asked if we could talk and I led him back to the office. Everyone, of course, had been gone for an hour. We went to my office and he sat on my couch. I poured another bourbon (with soda, bitters and ice) and drank up. He didn't seem to know what to say and, finally, said, "I'm sorry about leaving like that yesterday ...." he reached in his pocket and handed me the $300 and continued "...and I shouldn't have taken this. I mean, I owed you for ...."

Silence. "Are you gay?" he asked. I said I was bi-sexual. "You been with a lot of guys?" I told him 5 my whole life and 3 of them were 25 years ago. He told me he had never been with a guy. He told me he'd been with his wife for 7 years, his youngest child was just 8 months old.

I never sensed he was there for sex, I think he was just there to talk or to figure out what had happened. He stumbled for words. He said his wife was always tired, watching the kids, they almost never had sex anymore, but, that he wouldn't cheat on her .... well, until me, but, like my own thought from the day before, he hinted that since I was a guy, it wasn't really cheating.

I listened, quietly, and kept looking at his mouth, his chest, his groin and, yes, those work boots. I was getting very hard. His glass was empty and he asked if I had any more beer in my kitchen. I told him I did and went to get him one. I brought it back and, basically, told him that he shouldn't feel embarrassed about the night before. I had pushed myself on him, I had started it.

He wanted to know why I had. I looked down and then said, "I don't know. I think you're hot. I kept thinking that whole time before I did how much I wanted to .... submit to you, serve you, I don't know how else to say it." He didn't say anything. He just drank. Like he was taking it all in.

He seemed exhausted. He had worked all day on a construction site (a house, he basically is a day laborer). He told me that he couldn't sleep at all last night. He said that he works 6 days a week, can barely pay for everything. Told me that he felt alone because his wife was always too tired to have sex or even watch a movie with him. He understood why, he just felt .....

With that, I couldn't help myself. I leaned over and just started to kiss his sweaty tshirt and chest while rubbing his cock through his jeans. It took a few seconds and I felt that he started to get hard. I pulled his T shirt up and off him and kissed his chest, his stomach and then to the top of his jeans. They weren't just open mouth kisses, I mean, I was licking him as I kissed. I could taste his sweat, the saltiness. When I got to the top of the jeans, I unbuttoned them and unzipped them. I open mouth kissed his cock right through those underwear of his. He was so fucking hard. I, basically, started to give him a blow job, but, his underwear still covered his cock, so I sucked his underwear and cock. I darted my tongue into his underwear fly area (or whatever its called) so that I could lick his dick through his underwear.

He kicked his shoes off and pushed my head down onto his cock. I pulled his jeans off and had him lay on his back on the couch. He was now naked, except for his underwear. I open mouth kissed and licked his inner thighs, his calves, his socked feet (oh that odor of leather and sweat, fucking unbelievable). I had his legs over my shoulders and burrowed my mouth, lips and tongue into his inner thighs, licking his shaft and balls through his underwear. I dropped to the floor and sort of turned him to his side, so his back was facing me. I rubbed his legs while kissing down his back and onto his underwear covered ass. I slid his underwear down a bit and kissed and licked his ass and the top of his crack. He moaned out loud, turned around and said, "Suck my dick ...."

Well, the clock just struck two. Time for a recess ladies and gentlemen. Please, while we're on recess, remember the admonitions that I've given you ......

 

[Craiger]

You mean we can't talk about this to anyone?????? I can't wait for deliberations and I hope we are sequestered (me with a hot male juror). However, it may be a little difficult to deliberate with my mouth full...

I figured Rick was into it more than he admitted. It was nice of him to return the three hundred though. This is getting hot and steamy. I can't wait for recess to be over.

Craiger

 

[2M0A1T1T]

Pretty good

 

[Binudeguy]

Interesting well written story. Looking forward to next installment

 

[socksandrocksoff]

Craiger - Lol. Ok, Ok, court is now in session.

I stripped his underwear down and saw his cock, fully erect, just waiting for me. Like a beacon of light on a dark sea. Lmao.

I moved up to take him in my mouth. As I approached his cock, I smelled his magnificent musky scent. I wish there was a way they could bottle that smell. I started to gently caress the shaft with my hand and licked between his balls and inner thigh. He was, apparently, not in the mood for any kind of foreplay, tonight, as he grabbed my head with his hands and thrust it towards his cock. So, I got right to work, taking his cock in my mouth, gliding up and down at a steady pace. He, apparently, didn't want a steady, slow pace, either, because his hands forced my mouth deeper onto his cock and he pushed my head up and down at a faster pace. I imagined he had been waiting all day for another blow job, but, I don't know that. Again, his cock had that salty, sweaty taste, which made me all the more excited.

I bobbed up and down, and, at times, gasped for air and gagged a bit. After a couple of minutes, I started sweating, I was working so hard and fast. My own cock ached in my pants. I needed some release of my own. I tried to slow down, but, he clearly knew what he wanted, and said, "Faster." He pushed my head down and started to just fuck my mouth. He now stood up and I stayed on my knees. My hands grabbed his ass and I pushed him and his cock toward my mouth. I had one set of fingers rubbing up and down his ass crack which seemed to get him hotter.

His cock was so stiff, so erect, I couldn't take it all in. The effects of the liquor and his cock had me in a swoon. I missed his tensing and, therefore, felt that first squirt of cum blowing into my mouth. I tried to back off his cock, but, he pushed my head forward so he could blow the rest of his load in my mouth. I doubted he had any diseases, but, still, I couldn't be sure and didn't want to swallow any of his cum. I tried to keep the cum in my mouth and he just kept cumming and cumming. His pace slowed, but, still, the cum came. Finally, he gave one last thrust and then pulled his cock out of my mouth.

I leaned over and spit his cum into my drink glass. "I'm sorry," I said, "I haven't swallowed cum in a long time and ..... I mean, I assume you don't have any ...." He said, "I haven't been with anyone other than my wife, I'm fine."

He sat on the couch and I knelt between his legs, gently kissing and rubbing his legs. I was rock hard. "Sorry," he said, "y'know, about telling you to suck me, I mean, I assumed ...." I cut him off, "It's OK, I like that," I said, "I want you to be in charge, I mean, you are in charge..." He kind of laughed and said, "So, you like me being the boss." I told him, "Yes, I like it when you're bossy."

"Good," he said, "Then bring me another beer." I got up and got a beer from the kitchen and brought it back to him. I also got myself another drink, in another glass. When I got back to the office, he had turned on my TV, and had ESPN on. The LSU/Mississippi State was due on shortly. He had pulled some of the pillows off my couch and was sitting on them, on the floor, against the couch. I asked why he was on the floor and he told me he had a sore back and it felt better sitting that way. He preferred to lay on a hard floor but didn't want me to think he was strange.

I handed him his beer and said, "Anything else, sir?" He laughed. Then, that familiar awkward feeling seemed to set in. I was determined, though, not to let it happen. "I want to see that LSU game," I said, "How about if we watch a little of it here, I'll get us some more beer and food." He thought for a minute and then said, "Uhh, yeah, sure." He had put his underwear back on and his T shirt. I was so fucking horny looking at him.

I sat next to him on the floor and rubbed his leg and watched TV with him as we both drank. My hard on would not go away and I just felt so fucking horny and submissive. I have always been like that. I could submit to a man or woman for hours, kissing them, licking them. I started to kiss his shoulder and rub his leg. I then moved down, kissing his arm, his chest, his stomach. I just couldn't stand the hard on, anymore and said, "I don't know how to say this, so I'm just going to blurt it out, would you mind if I jacked off, now?"

There was a long silence and, then, he said, "Yeah, I guess that's OK." I slid my pants and underwear off and he turned the TV off so we were in the dark. I pulled my cock out and started to stoke myself while kissing his chest and shoulders. He wrapped his one arm around my back and grabbed my ass, in fact, started rubbing around my asshole. It felt so fucking good, I started to let out soft moans. While he clearly had no interest in being anywhere near my cock, my ass, apparently, was OK, as he started to slide his finger in, slightly, while rubbing it. Almost like he was fingering and rubbing a pussy.

"You like that?" he said. I sort of whispered, "Oh, God, yes, I .... " Then he was more blunt, "You take it in the ass?" I still whispered, "Uhhh, no, I never, I mean, I would, I just never have tried ...." That was the truth. I had never had anal sex (well, I had, with a woman, I just never was on the receiving end of it).

I moved my mouth to his neck and started kissing it while stroking myself. I whispered to him, "This feels so good ...." and then I started to cum. When I finished, he stopped rubbing and turned the TV on. Even though I had cum all over my legs and stomach, I couldn't move from him. I had never felt so .... submissive, I don't know how to describe it. Even though I had cum, I still felt horny or aroused. I actually wanted to blow him again.

"Get me another beer," he said. I grabbed a tissue, wiped myself up, and went to get his drink.

With that, Ladies and Gentlemen, we've reached the hour where it's time to call it a day. Remember those admonitions, I gave you. There is more for you to hear about that night and the last few days.

More in a bit.

 

[socksandrocksoff]

Rick needed to use the bathroom, so, I told him where it was. I went to the kitchen area and wiped myself off with softsoap and paper towels. I was in my underwear, socks and a shirt. As I fixed myself another drink, I could still taste his cum in my mouth, still sense the taste of his cock and his sweat. I thought of his strong, rough hands. I felt like .... I don't know, in a daze, almost.

I had never felt so .... overwhelmed, overpowered before. Sure, when I was in my dating days, especially with my wife, there was that feeling of thinking about the woman all the time. One of my male lovers in college, a gorgeous blond named Greg, I felt kind of like that with him, too. But, not to this extreme. I was horny and I had just cum. I mean, normally, after I came, at least 8 hours went by before I even would think of sex again. This was insane, this had been minutes before and here I was thinking of sucking his cock again .... and, more. For probably the first time in my life, I wondered what it would be like to have a man fuck me, really fuck me. I thought of Rick's cock pumping in and out of my ass and I, literally, shuttered. I wanted him to fuck me.

I suppose some of this had to do with the sheer submissive nature of it all. Always had fantasized about being submissive but never really lived it. I was always the one in control and, yet, here I was getting his beer. He, basically, ordered me to do it (no "please" from him). So, I know that was part of it. But, there was more. I was physically so attracted to him.

I was lost in my thoughts and didn't here him come from behind me. My hands were on the counter and I felt his hands on top of mine. He ground his cock and groin into my ass and said, "Looking at you in that shirt and underwear, I'd think you were waiting for me to fuck you." I was startled but pushed my ass back into his cock. I sort of whispered, "I'd love for you to take me that way." We stayed like that for a few seconds and, then, he pulled away and said, "Let's go watch some of that game."

My heart was beating a mile a minute. I had felt his cock on my ass, he was half hard again. This must have been turning him on as much as it did me. I brought his beer in and sat next to him and asked what he wanted to eat. He settled on wings and pizza which I said I'd go get. Also, I asked what kind of beer he wanted me to get. He told me and then said, "You know, I was wondering, ummmm, you said you liked me bossing you around, you wanted to serve me.....Does that mean you'll do whatever I tell you?"

I told him "Yeah, within reason." He continued, "So, like, if I told you to wash my car, you'd do that?" I sort of laughed and said, "Well, I was thinking of you being the boss more in a sexual sense, but, yeah, I would do that. I may not do that good of a job at it, unfortunately, but I would do it." I continued, "I don't want to creep you out, but, I'll do whatever you want. I'm yours to command." He stared at me, I think to see if I was telling him the truth and then said, "OK, go get the food and hurry back."

I did and we ate and got even more drunk in my office. We lay on the floor. I was, mostly, at his legs, kissing them, rubbing them. I massaged his feet and kissed those as well. I could tell he enjoyed it all. He didn't say much but, every now and then, when I'd pause from kissing his feet or his legs, he'd stretch his foot toward my mouth to indicate that I should get back to work. At one point, he lay on his stomach and I massaged and kissed his back. That led to me going to his ass and kissing his ass and rimming him with my tongue. He loved that. He told me I had great lips (which I do-Lol).

He turned over and I could see he was completely hard again. He spread his legs apart and I knew he wanted me to blow him again. My mouth was on his hard cock in seconds. This time, he let me do it my way. He let me lick and kiss his shaft, his balls, his inner thighs. I sucked him while, simultaneously, using my hand to pump his cock. As I jacked him off, while sucking him, I twisted my hand (and his cock) ever so slightly. He loved that. I ran my fingertips up and down the crack of his ass and used them to caress his ass hole. At one point, I merely used my hand to stroke his cock, while kissing his shoulders and neck. I thrust my tongue into his ear. I actually wanted to kiss him on his mouth, deep, open mouth kisses, but, I didn't want to freak him out. I worshiped his body with my mouth, open mouth kissing and licking every inch of his body. Finally, I returned to his cock and took him deep in my throat and sucked him until he came. He only came a little this time, but, again, he came in my mouth. Again, I spit it out, although, his cum tasted mild, not bitter at all.

I lay next to him on the carpet and kissed his neck. I didn't want to scare him away, but, I said to him, "I do want to feel your cock inside me. I've never felt this way before...." I rubbed his legs while kissing his chest. "Anything you want me to do, I'll do."

It wasn't as awkward when we parted this time. I gave him my cell phone number and he gave me his. As it turned out, I didn't hear from him or see him Friday, but, I did, Saturday.

I'll write about that tomorrow.

 

[Craiger]

You better be careful, Rick may divorce his wife and want to move in with you and your wife...lol It sounds as though he hasn't witnessed so much love and attention in a long time. He may even get a little more kinky himself and try a few things as well. Keep it up.

Craiger

 

[wyndhampaul]

Wow! very different and exciting.

 

[socksandrocksoff]

First, thanks to all for the wonderful compliments. I'm trying my best to write what happened without adding in a million details.

I think Rick and I both feel some degree of guilt for what is going on. We are both married, with children. Each of us have some issues with our wives. Craiger, you hit the nail on the head with Rick, his wife is so busy taking care of those little ones that their sex life has become non-existent. I know that feeling as I went through it when mine were little. Then, each of you (husband and wife) feels that you're doing the lion's share of the work/providing and you feel, sometimes, alone and isolated.

Still, there is some incredible sexual draw between us. On Saturday, I got a text from him. The first one said, "OK to text u?" I sent his a "yes" back. He then texted and said he was working but was having troubles because he couldn't get a certain thought out of his head. I texted back, "What thought?" He texted back, "Your lips on my pole." I texted back, "When and where?" He wrote back, "Not much time 2day, your office @ 5."

I told my wife I had to run to the office around 4:30 to meet with a new client and do a little work. Told her I'd be home by 7:00. To keep the ruse up, I dressed in dress slacks and a dress shirt, but, no tie. It was, after all, Saturday, a new client couldn't expect me to be in a suit.

I drank a beer and waited for Rick. He came a little after 5:00. My stomach had been doing flip flops and, I swear, I had butterflies in my stomach, waiting for him. He walked in, sweaty and dirty. We went into my office and I went to the kitchen to get him a beer. When I got back to my office, he was standing.

"I have to go to a wedding with my wife, tonight," he said. "I don't have much time." He motioned to his groin. I dropped to my knees and unzipped his pants and slid them, and his underwear to his ankles. He was fully erect. I started to kiss and lick around his balls and inner thighs. He was actually moist with sweat and I lapped up every drop I could. He smelled like a man who had worked hard all day. It was intoxicating.

Again, today, he wanted no foreplay. He took his strong, rough hands on the back of my head and pulled it to his cock. I took him in my mouth and he just started pumping my mouth with his cock. He thrust his cock in and out, fast and deep. His hands remained on the back of my head, moving it forward and back. It was hard for me to keep up, but, I did my best as he just completely fucked my mouth. He lasted maybe 5 minutes, tensed, and blew his load in my mouth. He slowed his thrusting down, and every time he'd push forward, more cum would shoot into my mouth. When it was over, I had a mouthful. I spit into my beer bottle.

He sat on the couch and sipped his beer. "You can swallow, my cum, I'm fine." I sat between his legs and said, "How do you know?" He said he gets physical twice a year for work, including blood tests, and he has had sex with only his wife in the last seven years. I put my finger in the little hole that was on top of his right work boot and said, "You need a new pair." He said, "I've got a few more minutes, take them off and massage my feet, they're killing me today." I slid his boots off and wanted to fucking cum when I smelled the sweaty leather smell. His socks were wet with sweat and I immediately kissed each foot several times before massaging them.

While I massaged, he told me the wedding reception was a 7:00, so he had to leave soon , get home, shower and change. "I know I'll get to have sex with my wife tonight, so, thanks to you, I should be able to last awhile." I smiled and said, "You're welcome." He kind of chuckled and said, "You give better head than she does." I said, "Thanks, again."

It was time for him to leave, then. I gave him a $100 and said, "Take her out for drinks after." He tried to give it back, but, I insisted. I wanted him to have a good time.

I asked for one favor before he left. I asked if he could leave his socks for me. He knew why and said, "OK." He left and I lay on my couch, socks on my nose, inhaling his scent, and masturbated until I came. I could taste his cock and his cum in my mouth and looked forward to swallowing his load the next time (which turned out to be Monday) that I saw him.

I believe he is going to fuck me before the week is out. The last 2 nights together have been incredible (I'll write about them). I do have a couple questions. I have had anal sex with women, but, like I said, never had anyone fuck me. In the cases where I had it with women, I had the woman lay in the missionary position with a pillow under her pelvis/lower back area, ass sort of up, and I entered her ass, that way. Is that the best way for me to do it? I have these fears that it is going to hurt like hell? Is it? Will I bleed (I assume a little) a lot? The lube part I'm aware of. I want him to fuck me bareback but I'm thinking I should make him wear a condom.

Any and all info on the anal sex would be greatly appreciated.

 

[Craiger]

Wow, Counselor, I knew this was a true story, but somehow didn't think it was and up-to-date, ongoing event. I thought it had happened in the not to distant past....lol

Seeing that he has never attempted this any more than you have, and even though you like being submissive, I would suggest that you make sure he takes his time and is gentle. You can still be submissive, but careful. Preparing you by inserting one, two then three fingers in a slow gentle way will allow you to accept him easier. Use LUBE. While he begins to penetrate you need to be relaxed and push out as he enters. There will be pain, but if he stops and let you relax until the pain subsides, then enters a little more, eventually the pain will be gone and the pleasure begins. If he isn't aggressive at the beginning, there should be no bleeding. Not unless you have a hymen....lol One other thing, try to clean yourself out beforehand otherwise he may never want to attempt it again. As far as the condom is concerned, it is probably smart to use one for the first few times. Then it is up to the two of you as to how comfortable you feel with each other. I wouldn't suggest you let your submissiveness control the passion that could put you in danger.

Anyway, good luck and enjoy. I'm sure he will as well.

Craiger

 

[mav96213]

Let us know how it goes, thanks for sharing...

 

[socksandrocksoff]

Thanks, Craiger, for the advice. Believe me, I need it. I am a bit ..... ehhhh, torn on the whole anal sex thing. I really want to feel his cock in me and, yet, I'm afraid that it will hurt. I will take your advice to heart as I want no pain, no bleeding and lots of pleasure! Lol. We are going to a football game Sunday-I have seats near midfield and they are spectacular. I suspect as a "thank you," he is going to fuck the daylights out of me. Lol. I could be wrong, but, something tells me it's coming (pardon the pun).

Just a quick recap of Monday. It was kind of warm and rainy here, that day, and, a little before lunch, I got the infamous "OK to text" text from him. He told me he was working his ass off at a home construction site and could not stop thinking about getting a blow job. Apparently (well, not apparently, I found out later it was true), his wife was less than stellar in her sexual performance Saturday. He could not see me after work but wanted me to meet him for his quick lunch break. I told him I would and drove to a local mall parking lot to meet him.

I jumped in his car and had his pants unzipped and unbuttoned by the time I sat down. He barely said "hello" and grabbed my head and pushed my mouth to his cock. I said, "Here, in broad dayli...." but got no more words out as he pulled his cock out of his underwear and pushed my mouth onto his rock hard cock. He was, again, sweaty and his clothes had dust (drywall, I assume) all over them. His cock and groin area had his incredible musky man scent. He threw an old blanket over me and his cock. I have to admit, the whole "danger" thing turned me on to no end. The whole time I sucked (which was not that long), I had an incredible rush thinking about all the people nearby who probably had no idea that I was sucking my lover's cock in the car (let alone the idea that we might get caught).

He was horny and assertive. He had both his hands on the back of my head and forced it up and down with speed. He lasted maybe 5 minutes and blew and incredible load in my mouth. This time, I swallowed. He tasted incredible. I'm not an expert at cum, but, the few times I swallowed, well, the cum tasted bitter. His did not. It was mild (salty, but mild). I will say, though, that the consistency of it almost made me gag. I swallowed a lot of his cum Monday. My man could cum in buckets.

When it was done, he quickly wiped his cock with a napkin and said, "I like it when you swallow. I want you to swallow all the time." I nodded and said, "No problem, I like to swallow your load .... you taste good."

He drove to a drive thru and told me, "I'll be at your office tomorrow after work. Should be around 6:00, but, if I'm late, you wait for me." I told him I would. As we drove back to my car, I rubbed his leg and told him I really enjoyed being with him. I had this urge to kiss him, on the lips (the urge to kiss him was starting to become stronger every time I saw him) and told him so. He kind of laughed and said, "Not unless you're really a woman." But, something told me that eventually I would be able to. It was just a matter of time.

Since I couldn't kiss his lips and since it was daylight and we were in a parking lot, I took his hand and kissed that. I told him, "I'll see you tomorrow." Then I bent down and kissed his crotch and said, "I'll see you tomorrow, too." He laughed and I got out.

More later.

 

[Craiger]

Ooh! The stakes are getting higher.... broad daylight and in a mall parking lot no less...lol
What's going to happen when you have court and not be able to be at your office... One of these days you might want to cool it for a day or so, that way he will be all over you when you can meet up. Before you know it the full passion with kissing may just appear.
Good luck and have fun.

Craiger
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