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In advance to me: I am called Ben, I’m 35 and have an average long but very thick tail, who is always “ready”.
Part 1: How it all started ..
I have been working in a leading function for a medium -sized company for a while. I have a total of 7 employees in my group, all of whom are older than me. One of them is Mr. Werner Wollitz.
He is 48. As of the others, I knew little from him from his private life. But of course you notice to someone if everything is okay at home or whether “ballast” is brought to work. Lately I realized that something was wrong.
In addition, his rose overtime strongly. Since the work volume had not increased, it was obvious that he didn’t want to go home. One late in the afternoon, the others were already gone, I asked him to my office and addressed him to my observations. It didn’t take long for him to report that there was currently stress at home:
His wife Elvira, 43, worked at the cash register of a supermarket to improve the household budget and was probably not satisfied with it.
Be Son Jens, 20, had no desire to work after training as a graphic artist and was only at home in front of the computer.
His Daughter Jasmin, 18, had probably started puberty a little late and bitched around properly.
After listening to his “suffering”, I decided to take a closer look at his situation. I organized his address from his personnel file and just drove a few days later on Saturdays. The Family lived in a small house that was probably inherited. In any case, the running costs seemed to be very stressful for family income.
My employee watered the garden. It looked almost idyllic. Of course he didn’t see me. Then his wife Elvira came out of the door and went past him without a word.
He did not pay a look at her. It would have been worth it. She was about. 170 cm tall, but not slim but also not thick, with a decent stem and shoulder -length, curly brown hair.
I decided to follow her and found that she went to a supermarket. I entered the shop shortly after her and saw how she went through a personnel door. A little later she was sitting at the cash register. I decided to buy a few chewing gum and stood at her cash register.
Without looking at me, she pulled the chewing gum across the scanner, called the price and waited until I paid. I looked at her very well during this time: her blouse let a nice view of her stem from above. I could well imagine how my cock would disappear between her tits ..
Then I decided to go to their house again. It was slowly getting dark.
Light burned on the ground floor. I walked along the sidewalk and looked through the window. A young man, apparently Jens, had a laptop on his lap and sat on the sofa. Since I was already on the dating page that was opened by it, I recognized her immediately.
To find out his user name, I had to go past the window several times. I’ve already feared to be discovered. But at some point I was sure: Willig20m was his very unimaginative nick.
Back in my car I started the corresponding app on my smartphone, lured myself and searched for the nick “Willig20m”. He was still online.
However, I was surprised that he stated in a bisexual manner under “orientation”. Now I was able to find out how serious it was for him. I chatted him and made it clear early on that I would still look for a young man for the same evening who should blow me. Since he immediately jumped on it, I tightened the sound.
He seemed to be ready to take over the submissive part. It went back and forth for a while until I wrote to him that I would continue to be two places and would like to meet him in my car. He didn’t hesitate for a second – to my surprise. He passed me an address three cross roads and said that he could be there in 15 minutes.
Well when I drove here today, I did not intend to have sex and certainly not to get one from one of my employees … but if we are honest: if there is something like that, you should take the chance. So I drove in the square and was on time on the agreed street. Jens was already there: 175 cm tall, slim, brown hair for short, training pants and a sweatshirt. I stopped next to him, let the passenger window down and asked if he was Jens.
He affirmed and climbed. He explained to me where there was a quiet place and we drove to a parking space for hikers who was completely empty at this time. Smalltalk was announced until then. When I kept the engine, I already demonstratively and prompted the driver’s seat in the back position and left the backrest a little.
“50 euros,” he said suddenly. I looked at him questioningly, after all, there was no question of money so far. “I bubble to the end for 50 euros and swallow,” he specified. “For 50 euros I could fuck a hooker somewhere.
There are no more than 20 euros, ”I replied. “40 euros”, Jens started to act. “Bubble and swallow for 40 euros,” I repeated, to put it on: “And I can take souvenir photos.“He agreed – today’s youth has no idea about data protection … I pulled out my smartphone, photographed it with the tongue stretched out and gave him the 40 euros. Jens cleverly opened my pants, took out my half -tire cock and slowly started to him jerk off.
I leaned back and forgot for a moment who wanted to blow me here. I was just horny. He leaned over, his tongue touched my glans. He skilfully licked my glans, then down the shaft to my eggs and back up again.
Then his lips enclosed my cock and he started to suck wildly on it. His tongue was quick, the vacuum that was created in his blasmaul was almost crazy. I had to brake it a little and took a few more photos, like Jens – clearly recognizable – has my cock deep in my mouth, licking my sack and licking my shaft. Photography steered me off something from the actual act, so I brought myself and my lust back under control.
So I was able to enjoy his really excellent wind skills without having to worry early. Jens I made every effort. I cheered him on, praised him and looked at the clock every now and then: 10, then 15 minutes … the boy had perseverance. He really gave everything.
I changed my strategy: Out of praise and recognition, an commanded tone became: ‘do this’, ‘do the’, ‘firm’, ‘not so, you lollo’ and so on. I grabbed his head and really pulled it over the tail that had been dripping for a long time. He did not fight back. It felt more like he had needed it.
He licked even more intensely, sucked even harder and pushed my cock even deeper. Sometimes he had to choke, but he was full of the matter. My insults became rudes, my photos and my cock even harder. Jens just ran the saliva out of the Blasmaul.
He was now struggling on my cock for a good 20 minutes. It was time to redeem him and me. Again I grabbed his head, really pushing it up and splashing his juice in the throat, groaned wildly,. In this situation, he couldn’t help but swallow.
Although I was ready, I took two or three photos: his chin was nicely smeared;Saliva and sperm mixed. Jens sit back in the passenger seat. He too was done. And satisfied.
After I closed my pants, I drove him to our meeting point and let Jens get out.
On the way home I became more and more clear that I had started something that had a lot of horny potential.
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