“I’m so sorry,” I stammered as I walked out of the bathroom and back to my desk. M
“I’m so sorry,” I stammered as I walked out of the bathroom and back to my desk. My company was one of those new age tech companies with unisex bathrooms, a ping pong table and beer in the kitchen. I sat at my desk when the guy that sits across from me put his sandwich down and asked if I was OK. “Yeah, man,” I said. “I’m cool.” I could feel my face was red as I tried to calm myself down. Just then, my boss, Blake Williams, walked to my desk and said in a whisper, “Miller, can I see you in my office?” I felt myself get red again as I stood and followed my boss to his office and shut the door. “I’m so sorry, Blake,” I said looking at the floor. My boss laughed and asked, “why?” I jerked my head up and looked at him for an explanation. He continued to look at me for an answer as to why I was sorry. I was now confused. “Uh, well because I walked in on you … you were …” Blake smiled and asked, “Masterbating?” I looked back at the ground and back at him. “You don’t beat your meat, Miller?” Blake asked. I know I looked like a deer in headlights as my brain searched for the correct answer. “All the time,” I blurted out and immediately regretted. Blake took a few steps toward me. “All the time?” He asked. “I figured you were getting snatch all over the place, a good looking guy like you.” I smiled before looking confused. “I mean, I don’t know,” I said like an idiot. Blake sat on the corner of his desk right in front of where I was standing. “You don’t know if you’re having sex?” He asked. I wanted to die and was shutting down. “Look, I’m really sorry, sir,” I mumbled. “I’ll knock from now on. I didn’t even see that much of your dick …” A smile spread across Blake’s face as he looked at me and adjusted his crotch. “But you wanna see more don’t you, stud?” I was in shock and began denying it. “What? No!” I protested. “I mean you have a nice body and everything but I don’t …” Blake stopped me and quietly looked me in the eyes. “But you wanna see more don’t you?” He finally asked. I was caught and didn’t have anymore fight. “Yeah,” I said looking at the ground again. It was quiet for a minute before Blake lifted my chin with his hand and said, “I wanna see you too, bud.” I looked blankly at my boss as I tried to figure out his response. “I think you’re hot and I’ve wanted to say something for a while,” he said softly as he stood and put his arm on mine. “I’m gay, Miller, and I like you. A lot,” he said. “Hell, I was in the company bathroom naked and beating off thinking of you.” He let that sink in for a sec and then continued. “I think you’re hilarious. You‘re so fucking smart — you should be my boss. You’re the hottest guy I know and you don’t even know it. Plus, your ass is amazing and I really want it,” he said. It was his turn to be quiet and wait for my response. I thought for a minute and replied, “I want that too, Blake. I get hard at my desk every time you come over and stand next to me and I smell you. I leak precum if you touch me and I also jack my dick in the bathroom sometimes when I can’t fucking take it anymore.” Blake pulled me in for a soft kiss as we both felt relief and lust. We made out for a few before Blake broke the kiss and said, “we’d better take this to my place. I need to eat that ass” -- source link