over his shoulders and pushed his whole member inside of me. I gasped as I felt every inch of him tear into me. My goblet shattered on the floor, red wine covered the hardwood floor. I knew I would regret that later, but I needed both hands to hold on. He didn’t think twice about it, pounding me until his hot sticky juice was running down my tight ass.

The more I thought about that night the more I could feel the tightness growing in my khakis. There was no way I could concentrate on work with the hard on I had. I got up and made sure the door was locked. Then with my back pressed against the door, I unzipped my pants and let them fall to the ground. My cock sprung to attention. I ached to stroke myself. I hobbled over to the sofa and stretched out. With my legs spread far apart, I began massaging my furry sac. I could feel my balls were full of cum.

I imagined it was Matt’s wet tongue tracing the length of my scrotum instead of my finger. If he were here he would know just what to do, I thought to myself. I placed one hand on the back of my head and looked down at my erection. The head was a reddish purple. A drop of pre cum had formed on the slit. I shook my hose as the drop of cum slid down my veiny shaft.


As I stroked my shaft, all I could think of was Matt’s warm mouth. Out of all my former lovers, he gave the best head. It was probably because it was his favorite thing to do; he was the only guy I had ever been with who could take all of me with no problems. My girth had been an issue with former lovers but not Matt, he took it all and pressed for more. Usually within minutes of him working me, I would loose my load.

My grip tightened around my cock as I began to stroke faster. The need to cum overcame me; thoughts of our lovemaking pushed me over the edged. A long stream of cum shot out of me, landing on my crisp white shirt. Several more spurts followed, each just as intense as the one before.

Afterwards I lay still. My shirt was covered in cum but the reports were still intact. Without thinking twice about it, I got up and put my pants back on. There was no sense in sticking around here, I thought. I put on my coat to cover the cum stains on my shirt and left the office. I needed to see Matt.