The Start of Something

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When 25 Yr old trainee personell manager Tom came into work that day he could never have expected it to be so eventful and memorable.
He had left his house flustered and ran towards the bus stop with one shoe on and his sock halfway up his other foot as he spotted the bus approaching. He had to hobble onto the bus aware of being stared and finishing buttoning his shirt and untangling his tie from his ear.
He couldn't afford to arrive this early on in the placement. So he drunk his flask of coffee quickly on the bus to perk himself up.
The office was empty when he arrived and he heaved a sigh of relief and dropped his stuff on his desk casually. Next he had to hurry to the adjacent mens toilets because his bladder was suddenly exploding.
As he approached it the door was ajar and there was shuffling and rattling sounds.
What he encountered was quite the spectacle and a scintillating one at that. His 35 yr old trim blond haired senior manager gym Jim was standing at the urinals. His back was arched and he was in a spasm of some sort. His tanned trousers and briefs were hanging of his round pale ass cheeks which where clenched tightly with the dawn sunlight causing their soft scattering hair to glow invitingly.
Jims stiff sizeable and throbbing cock was pulsating out in front of him like a sword thrusting further upwards as it became more engorged and streaks of thick white sperms lashed out splattering on the toilet enamel. He also let our a stifled groan and his face was contorted before a second spasm flew out this time spraying partly on the floor and also on the fringe of his blue shirt and some dribbling onto his bare thigh. He grunted with contentment and rocked back on his heels.
Tom had been momentarily distracted and fixated but he felt bladder twinged and rushed to the urinal next to Jim apologising. He fished his own penis out of his flies and found that it was semi erect and directing the stream of piss into the urinals took some agility.

Jim turned abruptly and gave him a startled looked. "Oh God! I'm so sorry about that" he said a rush of pink brightening his cheeks pleasantly and a look of shame appearing appealingly on his face. "I thought I was early"

Don't worry Tom said reassuringly. "We both had urgent business to take care of." Tom found the situation a mixture of absurd, embarrassing, amusing and sexually charged. His own long penis had decided to become fully erect awkwardly pointing as if towards Jim and Jims cock was still proudly erect with some clear sticky fluid dangling of the tip and cum sliding sluggishly down the urinal.

The moment became frozen with uncertainty, expectation and eroticism.
 
Tom was now fully aroused and consumed with desire and pent up sexual energy. He cautiously reached across to where Jim's protruding cock stood like it was froze in time.

He placed his hand on the silly foreskin covering the head a stroked it. On finger made a circle in the translucent liquid still pooled on the tip of the penis.

Jims hand came down on his and gripped it. Tom wondered whether he had made the wrong judgement call. He would not want to be fired for grabbing a straight man's cock two months into a job.

But Jim did not pull his hand away but lingered in on his exchanging a sensuous warmth before he slowly pulled Tom's hand slowly up and down the shaft of his
cock. Relieved and hot with passion Tom slid his hand inside Jims shirt and slid up his smooth chest his fingers tingling as they explored the warm, soft terrain with the gentle bumps of Jims ribs and felt his persistent heart beat pulsating like a drum on his fingertips.

It was delightful when he encountered Jims stiff pert nipples that indicated that Jim was still subsumed by pleasure. And he stroked them lovingly.
 
When Tom had started his apprenticeship with Ethically Minded Solutions he hadn't known what to expect but he certainly didn't expect to be in this situation with his boss looking lustfully down at his rock solid cock.

It made him wonder if he was still at bed at home and dreaming but when his Bosses firm warm hand gripped the shaft of his penis he was disabused of that notion. Jim knelt in front of him and Tom was treated to the delightful vision of his bosses inviting mouth opening to submerge his throbbing cock in its warm wet embrace.

Jim began to suck on Tom's erection like a man possessed and with a determined expression on his handsome face and his brow furrowed with concentration. It was a hot spectacle and the sensations caused by Jim's mouth and tongue wetly pummeling his cock caused Tom's anus muscles to tighten, his toes tingled and his groin had an intense surge of heat. He tried to delay his orgasm in a futile effort saying "no" in a strangled voice, pushing on Jim's forehead and quickly pulling his dick out of Jim's mouth.

But it was too late. Spunk flew out of Toms penis. A lot of it landing on Jim's face including a strand of spunk hanging off an eyebrow, some creamy drops onto Jim's lips and an unfortunate splattering on his tie. Tom's body shook and he bent over grimacing and groaning. This was the part of sex he didn't like when his partner got to see his uncontrollably intense cumming expressions and shaking body.

Jim stood up suddenly and grasped his own cock again frantically jerking it before shortly letting out another blast of his own sperm an almost tortured expression on his face.

They then stood next to each other silently at the sink mirrors cleaning up. Watching his boss wipe his apprentice spunk out his eyebrow with a damp tissue was hot spectacle for Tom. It wasn't something he was likely to forget. But not an anecdote you would share with friends and family. In a perfect world Tom would have loved nothing more than to drive home to Jim's house, go directly to the bedroom and spend the rest of the day wrestling with his boss, exploring his body, kissing, caressing and cuddling and he could guess Jim felt similarly by the pensive expression on his face.

But they had to reluctantly make their way back to the office.

"That is an A+" for that assignment Jim quipped. The mood was broken when their coworker Jennifer enthusiastically and theatrically entered the room clutching multiple parcels. "Good morning my lovely and early people" she sang.

"If only she knew how good it was" Tom thought to himself wryly with a silent laugh.