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Thursday, June 4, 2015

Bisexual Fiction: Driven by Desire (Part 1)

By: chicagobasil & Ryan Michaels


During a company-wide computer upgrade, all employees were required to attend a full day training course. Since the work still had to get done, and with the massive number of employees within the company, obviously everyone could not attend all at once, so the course was held every day over the period of one month. Each employee was given a date and time to attend, with a half dozen or so people from each department sent each day.

Today was the day I had to attend the training session, and I was not looking forward to it at all. My outlook changed, however, as soon as I walked into the classroom and found I was lucky enough to be put into a class with a really hot guy who worked in my department. While we didn't really know each other, other than to say hi if we passed each other during the work day, I had always noticed Rob and thought he was really sexy!

Rob was six-foot-two, with blond hair and blue eyes, a great chest, muscular arms, and an amazing ass; the kind of ass that was just made for fucking! Out of all the guys in my department, he was the hottest! Unfortunately, he had a girlfriend and was always flirting with the younger women in the department; not that I ever would have had a chance with him anyway, even if he wasn't straight.

The classroom was set up with rectangular type tables, with two computers on each. Rob ended up sitting next to me, probably because the other four from our department, who were women, had already paired up at tables and I was the only other person in the group that he recognized.

As the session dragged on, I found myself sneaking quick glances at the nice sized bulge in Rob's pants. It took all of my will power not to just reach over and start massaging it. As I took yet another glance, with Rob totally unaware of my peeping, he leaned back in his chair and casually spread his legs a little wider and rested his hand next to that impressive bulge.

As I continued to check out his package from the corner of my eye, I saw Rob turn his head in my direction. I turned my head to look at him and he was looking right at me, smiling; his eyes then dropped to his crotch and he gave it a squeeze. He looked at me again, smiled, and then lowered his eyes to my crotch. This action totally took me by surprise, but it didn't prevent me from immediately pushing my chair back a bit further so that he could get a good look at my bulge. I started to get hard right away, just from knowing he was looking at my crotch.

As I stared at his crotch, my mouth literally watering, I could see his dick poking at the front of his pants as if it was trying to escape. He had the beginnings of a hard-on going on, and it looked like it was going to be a pretty impressive one! It was a good thing we were sitting in the back of the class!

I starting moving my legs back and forth, squeezing my hard dick between my thighs. As I continued to open and close my legs, I eventually let my left leg touch his. Surprisingly, he pressed his leg into mine, too, and then started to lightly rub his hard dick through his pants; seeing this, I quickly started doing the same. I figured he was just as bored out of his mind as I was with the course being taught and was just goofing around to pass the time, but I wanted so badly for us to be rubbing each other's bulges instead!

It seemed like forever, but finally we were given a thirty minute break and Rob motioned towards the door, indicating he wanted me to follow. He headed down the hall, looking back over his shoulder to see if I was following just as he approached the men's room door. Could it be? Am I really going to get to fool around with the hottest guy in my department, who also happens to be straight? I thought.

Unfortunately, Rob turned his head back around and kept walking. I stopped in the hall with disappointment, as some other people from the course passed me by and began going into the men's and women's washrooms.

Realizing why Rob had continued down the hall, I started walking again to see where he had gone. I rounded a corner and caught a glimpse of him standing at the exit to a stairwell, holding the door open with his hand. When he saw me, he went through it, and I kept following. Lagging behind him, I ended up following him up two flights of stairs, but when I entered the corridor where I had seen him exit the stairwell, Rob was nowhere in sight.

I walked along the empty hall trying to find Rob as people were busy working away in their work areas. Looking down a corridor I was passing, I noticed a sign protruding from the wall above a door saying "Men" and figured that must be where Rob had disappeared to.

As I walked into the washroom, I was correct in my assumption and found Rob standing by the sink area in this less busy washroom. He started rubbing his crotch as soon as he knew it was me who had entered. I walked up to him rubbing my own crotch as well, and when we were right in front of each other we both immediately put our hands on the other's throbbing bulge.

Within seconds we had our pants unzipped and were stroking each other's hard cocks. My own cock was a good size, measuring seven inches when erect, and was of average thickness and was circumcised. Rob's cock, however, had mine beat, and was everything I had hoped it to be from the size of that promising bulge, and more, looking to be about nine inches in length, fatter than my own, and uncut.

As soon as I saw that big, fat, juicy piece of meat, I couldn't help myself, and, forgetting my surroundings, I started to drop to my knees so I could take his beautiful hard cock into my mouth. He grabbed me by the arm, though, stopping my descent to my knees, and motioned towards one of the toilet stalls. Just as we started walking towards it, we heard the first of the two sets of doors to the washroom open.

I darted into the stall and shut the door, waiting for whomever had just come in to use the facilities to finish and leave so I could wrap my lips around Rob's massive man-meat; I was so excited that I was slowly stroking my cock the whole time the other guy was taking a piss.

The unwanted visitor finally left and I opened the stall door so Rob could join me; unfortunately I found that I was all alone in the room. I was disappointed and cursing whomever had come in there and stolen my opportunity, but I was so fucking horny now, not to mention hard as a rock, that I ended up closing the stall door again so I could give my aching cock some relief!

With neither the time nor the desire for a leisurely stroke-session, my hand was a blur on my dick, when someone came in. I looked through the crack in the stall door to see if it was Rob returning, but it wasn't. By that point, though, after all the buildup earlier, I was too worked up to even care that someone else was in the washroom and I just kept on furiously beating my meat.

As horny as I was, and working my cock the way I was, I was ready to cum in no time, and, when I shot my load, as hard as I tried to keep quiet, I couldn't, and a few low moans escaped my lips. I heard the other guy laugh under his breath as he washed his hands. I couldn't believe I'd just shot my load in the public washroom at my work with another guy in the room, and that he had heard me cumming, but it was also kind of hot! I just wish Rob had stuck around so that I could have been sucking on his cock while I was jerking off and dumping my load!

After cleaning up all the evidence and washing my hands, I returned to the classroom. Rob leaned over to me and whispered, "Sorry man, I freaked a bit when that guy came in and I just bolted." That was the first time either of us had actually used spoken words to communicate.

"No problem, I had my own fun anyway," I whispered back with a smile on my face.

Rob smiled too, and, after taking a quick glance around the room, he planted his hand in his crotch, gave it a firm squeeze and said, "I guess my fun will have to wait until later." Even though I had just dropped a load minutes earlier, my cock began to stir as I began to wonder what might be in store for after class!

As soon as the course was over, everyone, including Rob, scrambled to get out of there. After eight hours in a boring class I could understand his wanting to get the hell out of there, but I'd thought his comment after the break meant that he was interested in meeting up with me afterwards to get that blowjob I had tried to give him earlier. I guess he had actually just meant that he was going to have to wait until later to jerk off, like I had informed him I had done during the break. Still, I figured he'd at least say something to me, even 'see you later' or something, but he didn't say a word or even look at me before bolting from the room. Needless to say, I was disappointed that I wasn't going to get to suck his cock like I had hoped, but I took some solace in the fact that I had at least gotten to see it, and even touch it; that alone was more than I'd ever dreamed of.

As I grabbed my course materials from the tabletop, there was a small piece of blank paper sitting on top of my course folder. I picked it up, and when I turned it over it read: If you want to finish what you started, meet me at Miller Park by the old shed right now. I quickly finished gathering my papers and, with that feeling of disappointment now being replaced by great excitement, I left the room to head to the park.

When I arrived at the park, which was just around the corner from the office, I could see Rob leaning against the old utility shed situated at the very back. My cock immediately started to rise in anticipation, and I started heading towards the shed, trying to get there as quickly as I could, but trying not to look too obvious or suspicious in my movement.

As I neared the shed, Rob disappeared around the back of it; when I reached the shed and rounded the corner of the wall, Rob was not there. I figured he must have headed into the woods that lay behind it, and so I headed towards the trail entrance.

I walked down the trail looking into the trees for Rob and suddenly caught a glimpse of movement. I stepped off the trail, made my way through some dense brush, and found Rob leaning against a tree, pants around his ankles, feet spread wide and his hard cock in his hand. My cock had already become fully erect by the time I had reached the shed, but seeing Rob like this made my cock strain even more, to the point that it actually hurt.

I walked up to him and, without either of us saying a word, I dropped to my knees in front of him. I stared at his big, thick cock, licking my lips as he continued to stroke it.

"You want this?" he asked.

"Yes!" I replied excitedly.

"Yeah? You want to suck this big cock?"

"Yeah!"

"Say it! Let me hear you say it!"

"Can I suck your cock?"

"Say please!"

"Please!"

"Say, please let me suck your cock!"

The way he was speaking to me was turning me on even more, and I looked up at him pleadingly and said, "Please let me suck your big cock!"

He smiled broadly when he heard that I had added the word 'big' to what he had told me to say, and, letting go of his dick, said, "Suck my fuckin' cock!"

He didn't have to say it twice! I lunged forward and gulped down his fat cock. Despite its large size, I was no amateur and easily managed to get a lot of it in my mouth.

"Oh yeah, that's it, suck on that big dick you fuckin' cocksucker!" he moaned, holding the back of my head as I sucked him off.

That dominant tone, and the superiority he exuded over me by way of his emasculating name calling as he stood there looking down at me with his big cock stuffed in my mouth, had me turned on beyond measure. I worked his cock over really good, and before long he was moaning with pleasure from the intense blowjob he was getting from his co-worker in the woods.

"Oh, fuck yeah! Gonna cum! Yeah! Gonna shoot! You wanna swallow my load?" he asked.

I started to mumble my answer incoherently around his cock, but it didn't matter that he couldn't make out what I was saying, because it was quickly made apparent that he didn't really care as he clasped his hand tightly on my head and said, "Don't even bother trying to answer cocksucker. If you're gonna come beggin' to suck my dick, then you're gonna swallow every fuckin' drop of my load whether you want to or not! So c'mon on bitch, suck it faster; work for that load!"

Eager to please him, and just as eager to take his load in my mouth, to taste it, to swallow it all down, I started sucking him faster, just like he had demanded.

"Oh yeah, that's it! Fuck! Yeah! Here it comes! Take it! Take my fuckin' load! Yeah, take it, right down your fuckin' throat you god damn fuckin' cocksucker! Ohhh! Yeah! Uhhh! Uhhh! Uhhh! Ohhh yeaahhhhhhhh! Yeahhhhhhh! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" he moaned as his hot cum started spurting into my mouth and down my throat.

His load was sizable, just like his cock, and I eagerly, hungrily worked to swallow it all down, not wanting to let one bit of it escape from my mouth. Once he had finished shooting his wad, I licked and sucked his cock clean, making sure I got every last drop.

When I was satisfied I had sufficiently sucked all the cum out of and off his cock, I pulled my head back and my mouth came off his dick with a wet popping sound. I stayed down on my knees for a few moments longer and just watched with delight and envy as Rob struggled to stuff his still half-hard extra-large cock back into his underwear.

When I got to my feet, Rob was just buttoning his pants and had lost all traces of that dominant tone when he smiled at me and said, "Thanks man, I needed that!"

"No problem," I said undoing my pants. My cock had never been harder, and I had never needed nor anticipated the returning of the favor any more than I did right then! "Now it's your turn."

"Huh?" he said puzzled.

"I sucked you off, now it's your turn."

Rob laughed. "Hey, sorry man, I ain't no fag. I don't mind rubbing one out with another guy, or even using another guy's mouth if he asks and I'm in need of a blowjob; I mean jerking off ain't no big deal, all guys do it, and a blowjob's a blowjob and a mouth's a mouth, right? But I don't suck cock; I'm straight, man, sorry."

"Oh, I see," I said disappointed.

"You're not mad are you? I mean, I thought you knew this was just about me letting you at my cock because you wanted it so bad."

"No, no I'm not mad, I just didn't realize. It's cool; I still would have sucked your cock anyway, even if I had understood what it was all about. You have a great cock by the way."

"Thanks man! Everyone tells me that. I'm definitely proud of being super hung, and the ladies love it too!"

"Yeah, and so do some guys!"

"Yeah," he said laughing, "They're either jealous of what I got hanging between my legs or they want to suck it!"

"I can understand that in both cases," I replied as I re-zipped and re-buttoned my pants, really turned on by the cockiness he had about his large cock.

"Hey, listen man, let me ask you something," Rob said as he lit a smoke.

"Sure," I replied.

"Are you just strictly a cocksucker or do you like pussy too?"

"I like pussy, too," I replied, although the truth was I am one-hundred-percent gay and have never had sex with a woman in my life. I just didn't want him to think of me as 'the gay guy' at work.

"Cool!" he replied. "In that case, would you be interested in having a threesome with me and my girlfriend sometime?"

His offer took me by surprise and I almost choked on my own saliva. "What?"

Rob laughed, then repeated the question, even though he knew I had heard him the first time. "I said, would you be interested in having a threesome with me and my girlfriend? I figure you're gonna say yes because I know you want to suck my cock again," he finished with a hearty chuckle.

"Suck your cock again?" I asked puzzled. "You mean during a threesome with your girlfriend?"

"Yeah man."

"She knows you do that?"

"Oh fuck no! My girl has no idea that I let dudes suck me off."

"So how am I going to blow you in front of her? Aren't you afraid she'll freak out and maybe break up with you?"

"Oh, no, not at all. You see I was trying to convince her to have a threesome with another girl; I told her I wanted her and the girl to do stuff to each other and she refused."

"Yeah, most girlfriends usually do," I said laughing.

"Yeah, but listen to this! She brought up that thing about seeing two girls together being the ultimate guy fantasy and how we just expect our girlfriends or wives to do it for us. Then she said that some women get turned on seeing two men together and she was one of them, but men absolutely refuse to do that for their women because they think it will make them gay or something."

"Yeah, well, with straight guys what she said is very true."

"I know, but then she went and said that she would have a threesome with another woman, and do stuff to her, if I would agree to have a threesome with another dude and let her watch another guy suck me off."

"Really? And you agreed?"

"Yeah, like I said, she doesn't know I let other dudes suck my dick, so I played it up a bit like there was no way, but eventually 'gave in' so I could see her bumping pussies with another woman. Once I agreed, she said we had to do the guy thing first. So when I saw you looking at my crotch, I knew you were a cocksucker; just didn't know if you were a fag. I'm so glad to hear you like pussy too, man. So, what do you say, you up for it? You'll really be helping me out, and you'll not only get to suck my big cock again, but you'll also get to fuck my girlfriend's pussy."

Fuck his girlfriend's pussy… that thought quickly filled my head, and, hard as I tried, I couldn't even get a mental image of myself doing that. It wasn't that I was totally grossed out by the idea like some gay guys, it's just that if you had asked me before today if I could ever see myself fucking pussy, my answer would have been an unequivocal no! But here's the thing about guys, all of us, whether gay or straight, are driven by the desire of our hard cocks, and that desire will sometimes make a man willing to do things that go against the grain of his sexuality. Rob was a prime example of this; his desire to have his cock sucked whenever it got hard drove him to let other guys blow him, even though he's straight. And I was another, in that, as a gay man, I was being driven by the desire of my hard cock to have sex with a woman just by the promise that I could suck Rob's cock again if I did so.

"Well?" Rob said waiting for my answer.

I had to admit, I was really aroused by the idea of seeing Rob fucking with his big, fat nine inch cock, but I wasn't all too sure I wanted to fuck a pussy just to get to see that. Ultimately, it was the thought of not getting to suck his cock again if I said no that led me to stammer, "Um, yeah, sure; sounds hot!"

"Awesome! I'll let her know I found a guy who's willing to suck some cock for her. I can probably set it up for this weekend."

"Really? It's Thursday now."

"Yeah, but the sooner the better; it'll probably be Saturday night. She'll want to meet you, and if she likes what she sees, we'll get into it."

"Oh. But what if she doesn't like me?"

"Don't worry, she will!"

"I hope so; I really need some pussy," I said in an attempt to strengthen the ruse that I liked having sex with both men and women.

"How long since you've had some, dude?"

"Oh it's been a while; about two months," I lied.

"Shit, man, you're spending too much time sucking cock I guess," he said laughing.

"Yeah, it's easier to get."

"I bet. You eat pussy, man?"

"Um, no, I don't really like doing that."

"That's cool. Well you're gonna love my girlfriend's pussy anyway. It's totally shaved, gets really wet and it's really tight!"

"Nice!"

"Yeah, and she's a moaner too; well at least she is with me. You're hung ok, but not as hung as me so you might feel small in her after having mine all the time."

"I'm sure she'll enjoy it."

"Yeah, I'm sure; just go to town on her, man. Drive your cock in her deep and hard and just ride her pussy for your own pleasure!"

"Ok, we better change the subject now. You just got to cum but I didn't, and sucking your cock got me hard and horny enough, but all this threesome talk is putting me over the edge."

"Sorry man," he said chuckling. "If you want, whip it out and get a load off."

"Really?"

"Sure."

I quickly pulled my pants down and started beating on my still hard cock; as soon as I did Rob butted out his cigarette on the ground and immediately started to walk away. "Hey, where are you going?" I called out to him.

"Heading home; it's been a long day."

"Oh, I thought you were gonna watch."

"Nah, I'm not really into watching a guy pulling his pud. Maybe if I was horny I'd jerk off with you, but as you know I just came. How'd that taste anyway?" he said laughing. "See you at the office tomorrow bud," he said not looking back.

While disappointed he wasn't into sucking cock and that I wouldn't even get to cum in front of him, I kept stroking my hard dick as he stepped out onto the trail and disappeared from view.

Leaning against the tree, I closed my eyes and passionately beat my meat as I remembered what it was like having Rob's cock in my mouth. I thought about how he had been leaning against the same exact tree only minutes ago getting his cock sucked by me and how his straight load felt shooting into my mouth, how it had tasted sliding down my throat; that's all it took to get me there.

When I was about to cum, I turned and began to grunt loudly as I shot my gooey load against the bark of the tree trunk, in the same spot where Rob's hot, naked ass had just been moments before.

The next day at work Rob wasn't any more friendly or talkative to me then he had ever been, but he didn't treat me any differently either or act weird. We basically just said hello when we happened to pass each other in the office, just as we had always done.

When I came back from my lunch break, there was an envelope on my desk with my name on it; I sat down and opened it. Inside was a hand written note. It read: 1203 Ridgeburn Crescent, Saturday, 8pm. Be there!

I headed to the photocopier as an excuse to walk by his desk, and as I did so I dropped an envelope with a reply that read: I'll be there with a wet mouth for your cock, a hard cock for your girlfriend's pussy and even a willing ass... if you think your girlfriend's pussy is tight you should try my tight ass! I bet that would really turn her on!

When I made my return trip, Rob looked up as I walked by, giving me a wide grin. "See you Saturday," he said in a whispered voice.

"Can't wait!" I replied quietly.

When I returned to my desk, I had a smile on my face as I thought about all that was to come the very next night.

"What are you smiling at?" a passing female co-worker asked.

"Nothing, nothing at all," I grinned.


TO BE CONTINUED…

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1 comment:

  1. yet another hot story, and adding some bi sexual activity is cool too

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