Hockey Jock Has Sex With Boss

"Hey Boss, can I talk to you?" I looked up to see Billy standing in my door.

"Sure, come on in," I smiled back at him. Looking uncomfortable, he took a seat near mine.

"Uh, I, uh, just wanted to let you know, uh, that I'm thinking about maybe, um, taking another job." He had worked with me for two years and this came as a complete surprise. I quickly got him to admit that he had actually already accepted that other offer and he would be gone in just a few short weeks.

Billy had been a real find. At 26, he was a great worker and really intelligent. He also had dark Irish good looks with an easy manner, a million dollar smile and flashing mischievous eyes. He wasn't tall, just 5'7" but real solid at 165 lbs. He had a great body with nice round pecs, flat stomach and an ass made hard and tight by hockey.

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And now I was losing him. I had always admired his looks but never thought about pursuing anything sexual with him. For one thing, Billy has a steady girl. For another thing, I'd never make a pass at an underling, it could cost me my job or at the least make working together impossible. In fact, I hadn't had a physical encounter with a man since some furtive couplings in the frat house at college. I'm married and have a great relationship with my wife that I don't want to screw up, so my desires for muscle are satisfied by pictures of studs and occasional phone conversations. I'm 35 and in great shape myself (6'2", and a solid 210 lb) and very masculine so I don't think Billy had an inkling as to my occasional muscle lust.

I congratulated him on his new job and told him that I harbored no ill will toward him for abandoning me. He seemed relieved that I hadn't been overly upset at his decision. Billy and I had hit it off pretty well when he first started. He seemed to truly enjoy my company and I often felt his stare on me while we were in meetings. We sometimes went to the gym together on our lunch break and had recently begun a serious racquetball rivalry. I was disappointed that these occasions to admire this hard young jock might end.

We had a racquetball game set for the next night and we kept our date. I loved watching this graceful jock running around the court and making tough diving shots. For a change, I ended up beating him 3 out of 5 games and I told him he owed me a beer. He quickly agreed, but before heading for the bar we went to the lockerroom to change. The lockerroom had gang showers which I always enjoy since it gives me a chance to check out the meat. I had noticed Billy before, but had not paid too much attention since he was 'off-limits'. But that night, I checked him out long and hard while he was washing his hair. His body was shaped by constant activity, from racquetball to hockey to running to weights. It was nicely proportioned with just enough dark hair on his pecs to accentuate their shape. He had a nice trail of hair pointed straight down his flat abdomen toward his crotch. As he rubbed his hands in his hair, his meaty cock swung invitingly from side to side. I turned away, not wanting to give away my desires with my own half hard cock.

We had a couple of beers that night. Our talk centered on his new job, its risks and rewards. I kept my eyes locked on his face, reveling in its masculine handsomeness. I could feel the lust building. He was leaving my employ, he was no longer off-limits. But I had no clue if he felt the same. Were his smiles and stares friendship or more? I decided to slowly broach the subject with him.

I had a great opening. Recently, an unknown guy had sent a co-worker of ours (Tony) a letter stating his desire to worship Tony's hefty piece of Italian sausage. We had all had a laugh about it and gave Tony a liberal amount of ribbing about his admirer. So after the second beer I said to Billy with my best stern face, "Now that you're quitting, it's time to come clean, you were the one to send Tony that letter, right?"

He looked at me a second to see if I was kidding and then broke into a grin, "I couldn't help myself boss!" I knew he was joking, but the ice had been broken. We talked a bit about who we thought it had actually been. Our suspicions settled on a guy who was married but always seemed 'interested' in all the guys at work. I made the comment that maybe it wasn't always black and white when it came to sexuality. Billy gave me a crooked smile and said, "Yeah, sometimes I've been known to go for small furry animals."

Something in his eyes gave me the courage for my next comment. "Right about now," I said, "I wouldn't mind shooting a load on your hard chest!" Billy just stared back with narrowed eyes, again figuring out if I was serious. He didn't say yes and he didn't say no.

I was starting to regret my decision to go for it when he said, "My roommate's out of town, let's go." Shaking a bit, I got up and followed his incredible ass out of the bar. It was a few miles back to his place and my mind reeled as I followed him in my car. I hadn't touched a cock in 14 years but thought about it often. My dick was like a rock in anticipation.

I could hardly speak as he fumbled with the keys in the door. We got inside and he turned to me, trapping me against the wall. His hands immediately went to my chest, his breathing shallow with lust. I sensed that Billy had also been controlling himself the last two years! He explored every inch of my torso and arms while I returned the favor. The damn had broke and we couldn't get enough of the feel of each other's hard muscles as we tore the shirts off our backs.

"Let me see it," he said as he dropped to his knees and grabbed the rigid mound of my crotch. He rapidly undid belt, button and zipper to free my fat 6" cut cock. He wanted it bad and I let him have it. His tongue was clearly used to working over hard meat and I wondered whether his roommate (a rather handsome and butch cop) was the recipient. I pulled out of his mouth and slapped his face with my cock as he vainly tried to get it back in his mouth. This was fun! I had forgotten the feel of stubble on cock and thighs and the intensity of a guy's mouth.

"Show me your cock, Billy," I commanded. He stripped the rest of the way and I was rewarded with the sight of this jock totally naked with his manhood standing straight up, drooling precum. I grabbed his pec with one hand and the back of his head with the other and forced his mouth back on my cock. His tempo didn't slow while I luxuriated in the feel of his hairy chest beneath my fingers.

"Aw, fuck!!" I yelled as my balls tightened. I pulled out of his mouth and pointed my cock at his chest. His hand grabbed my shaft and before he could give 2 quick strokes I shot a stream of cum that hit him just below the left pec. Three more shots hit him in a trail down his abs. He immediately began licking the head of my cock in order to get a taste of my cum. Instead of softening, my cock was staying hard, partially due to the expertness of his tongue and partially due to the incredible sight of my spunk on his hard belly.

I pushed him to the floor so that he was lying on his back with my cock dangling into his mouth. I leaned over and began licking my cum off his pec and then followed that white trail down to his navel. I had to push his cock out of the way with my cheek in order to get the last sweet drop. I leaned back and watched his belly rise and fall with his rapid breathing and took in the sight of his rigid pole arching toward his navel, dripping a stream of precum. My tongue went to the head of that hard jock cock and tasted the sweetness of the fluid. My cock was still rock hard.

I felt the velvety hardness of his shaft with my lips and nuzzled my nose next to his balls savoring the muskiness of his sweaty sac. I tried to take the length of his cock in my mouth but it had been a long time since I had tried. Within a few minutes, I managed to take it all, the feel of his hairy balls against my nose being my reward. Billy would occasionally leave my cock to give me words of encouragement, his voice low and sexy.

I twisted my hand around his shaft as my mouth went up and down. His hips bucked in appreciation. I could see his balls pull up to his body and feel his thighs shake as my own cock reached that point of no return. I often found that I could bring myself to 2 consecutive orgasms without stopping when I stroked my own cock, but it was feat I had never achieved with my wife. But now Billy was about to pull a second stream of cum from me and I left my cock in his mouth as it approached. That second orgasm was more intense then the first and my whole body quaked as Billy's mouth accepted my load. I didn't slow the action on his cock and was rewarded with the taste of the hot cum that rocketed from his purple cockknob.

After we had sucked each other dry I leaned back and grinned at Billy, a stream of cum dribbling down my chin. "Don't stop now, go for another!" Billy said. Happily, I lay on my back and Billy got over me for some more sweaty 69. In this position I got to feel that hard hockey ass as I deep throated his meat. He tried some new tricks on me with his lips and tongue, keeping me hard as a rock. Unbelievably, I was heading for a third orgasm. My thighs contracted and I felt that delicious muscle burn. As my hands explored his butt, I let my fingers brush his asshole. His moans clearly indicated his pleasure with this. I wet a finger with my saliva and thrust it up his hole and twirled it. His cock jumped in my mouth, he let out a cry muffled by the sausage in his mouth. Another blast of cum met my waiting tongue.

I couldn't hold back any more, nor did I want to. My third orgasm started in my thighs and went clear through the top of my head. My cock was deep down Billy's throat as it let go. Very little cum shot out, but the feeling couldn't have been more intense. Billy collapsed on top of me, our cocks still in each others mouths. We lay there until we finally softened, slowly rubbing each others sore muscles.

We talked a long time that night, giving each other massages, discussing what turned us on, and several times returning to the wonderful feel of cock in mouth.

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