Sweet Pete

I have always eyeballed him. I have always wondered what it would feel like to be deep inside him...to feel his tight hole around my throbbing phallus. No, I can't. He's my manager. If we were ever to get caught in these acts, we would get fired... I can't...or can I?

Those were the thoughts that ran through my mind that day. The entire day I wanted to make sweet love to this man...this little hairless, Mexican man.

One day, toward the end of my shift at the local Wal-Mart, I was still pondering whether or not I could sleep with this man. His name was Pedro Sanchez, known as Pete. I didn't even know he was curious. However, I knew I wanted him.

In this small store, one manager could close. Luckily, tonight was Pete's night. I walked up to the manager's office and knocked on the door. He pressed the button to release the lock, and I walked in.

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"What do you need Chris?" he asked me.

"Do you want me to be honest?"

"Well, yeah." He giggled.

"I need you."

"What do you mean, 'You need me?'"

"I think you know." I said as I got up from my chair and headed towards the door.

"Wait," he told me, "meet me in the family restroom...in five minutes."

I walked towards receiving and turned back around. I paced for a few minutes as my heart raced. I knew I had him. Finally...I had him...

I walked to the family restroom. In case you didn't know, the family restroom is a single toilet restroom for the purpose of letting a family go to the restroom without having to separate. In our store, it just happened to be where people liked to fornicate, as well.

There he stood. He had a plastic bag in his hand, and he opened the door.

As he locked the door behind him, he said, "I've always wanted you inside me, Chris...always. I just...I never knew how to get you to do it."

I was shocked. This man that I had always longed to penetrate was now telling me that he longed for me to do so. I grabbed him. I held him, and he dropped the bag. We caressed each other and he jumped on me. We kissed long and hard. My cock began to rise. I felt his pressing against my stomach. He got up quickly, threw of his clothes, and ripped off mine. He reached him the bag and pulled out some KY. He lubed up my cock and fingered his boy hole simultaneously. He bent over the sink and spread his cheeks apart.

He was silently begging for my penetration. His puckering boy hole was waiting for me. I grabbed his hips, and thrust into his hole. He gasped at the feeling of my cock entering him. His ass was so tight. I pulled back out, and thrust again. I was enjoying it. I wanted it to feel good. I wanted him to feel my full force. I thrust harder...and harder...and harder. Finally, I sped up. I couldn't control it. My animal instincts were kicking in. My nostrils flared, and I thrust with all my might and speed.

"Yes..." he moaned...trying to keep his voice down.

"Yes..." I said as I gave him more.

Two hours passed and I was still thrusting. I wanted this more than I had pondered before. I pulled out, picked him up, and slammed him on my cock...and slammed his back against the wall. I thrust harder this time...as hard as I could. He kissed me, and that's when I released. A hot flow of semen exited from my penis. It filled his hole to the breaking point. I could hear it splatter, as it hit the floor.

A few minutes later, we were cleaned up and dressed. The restroom was spotless, and we went on our way. It was wonderful. I will never forget my sweet Pete... never...

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