J.D.

He was the new marketing trainee and he was loud, a diva, obnoxius. Most certainly gay. He'd picked me out as the subject for his most public and humiliating jokes, but I could take it. He was nothing but a punk brat and I'd told him that on occasion.

Naturally he was arranging the office Christmas party, being the creative, opinionated personality that he was. All night at the party he'd be his usual self, although I can't remember much of the night leading up to midnight. I must've been drinking pretty heavily, it had been a tough year after all.

The back of the office had a sauna and from the sauna you could see over the rooftops of Helsinki. The view was pretty cool. We were a software company, so let's face it come midnight most people had either left, or were clocked out on a couch or a Fatboy.

He found me in the kitchen talking to some last survivors still standing, and made a big entrance to the room.
- "You're fucking loud, you know that?" I mustered to say, even though hammered to no end.

I can't remember exactly what happened then, but we all decided to go to the sauna. I'd been avoiding it all night, because I usually get so dehydrated and so alcohol and sauna don't mix well for me.

Somehow by the time we got to the changing room it was just me and the brat and I was wondering what happened. The brat told me to get my ass in the shower. That's the first time I noticed his rather nice dick. Jesus I tried hard not to look, but after years of online porn I enjoyed the sight of a nice dick as much as I did of a nice rack or ass. In fact I even appreciated a hot male ass as long as it was, you know, hot. In my online delights I credited mysel as an "anything goes" kind of guy.

So we're showering, or so I thought until I realised he was just standing at the sauna door watching me. - "Fucking creep" I told him and switched off the shower.

He laughed and opened the sauna door, commenting my pubes or whatever being "so straight" or similar.

We were chatting in the sauna and for a change he seemed to be able to make normal conversation, although he was getting real personal with his questions. I was answering in a drunken slobber, until I realised he was getting a bit of a stubby. I don't think it was anything we'd actually been talking about, he was getting hard because of whatever shit was going through his head. I made a remark of his stubby, got up and dissed him but looking over my shoulder he wasn't getting any less excited.

I let cool water run over me in the shower and felt like I got some clarity and the drunkenness seemed to lift. For some reason I cut the shower quite short, and headed back for the sauna. I opened the door and there he was, sitting back on the top bench with his heels on his sides, exposing his anus and dick fully. He looked at me visibly tense and unsure of what would happen next. He had the side of his thumb in his mouth, and his face half turned away from me. "You fucking queen" I said after seeing this primadonna pose.

"Cmon, I'll be the best fucking pussy you'll ever get" he said. I buried my face in my hands to gesture how embarassed he should be about that stupid shit, but to my shock my dick started waking up and I felt a rush of blood fill it up and before long I was fully erect. I was so embarrassed at first, but in a split-second had to admit that I was turned on like hell by his comment.

Now he was touching himself around the ass and I lost it.
- "You fucking faggot" I murmured and went over to him, climbed up and started putting the tip of my dick on his anus. I couldn't look him in the eyes. He caught the small of my back with his hand and pulled me in, and as a result I slid in to something heavenly. Hot and silky I couldn't believe an ass could feel this right. So there I was, trying to go balls-deep into the new office kid and I loved every thrust. This was a set-up and had fallen in to the trap like a fool.

We were closer now his legs on my shoulders, arms locked behind my neck, whispering dirty nothings in my ear.
- "Fuck me, daddy" he whimpered.
This annoyed me and made me punish him by fucking him harder.
- "Cmon I know you've dreamed of fucking me." he went on and I tried to push deeper in to him.

He leaned back, straightened his back a little which allowed me to get deeper into him. My stomach was messy with his precum from the previous position. Then I began loosing rhythm as I neared cumming.
- "I'm cumming..." I whispered out, barely managing even this.

I threw my head back and for a moment didn't know where I was. The most intense orgasm took over me and I felt like I was cumming for a good 15-30 seconds before the feeling eased up at all. I pumped load after load into him, and as I collapsed over him my dick shrank and my cum was drizzing out of him over my balls and on to the sauna benches. I was gasping for breath and now realised my heart was beating out of my chest.

I climed up to sit next to him, and we leaned against eachother, for once not saying a word.

After a while he pushed me on my back, put my legs apart somewhat and started kissing my asshole, and stroking my dick. First the touch felt raw and sensitive, but when he put the tip of my dick in his mouth, then ran his tongue down my shaft to my balls and then my asshole, I couldn't but start getting hard again. He massaged my asshole, my dick, popping my dick and balls into his mouth, licking my asshole too. Before long I was hard and frankly read to go again.

He noticed this, and put his dick in front of my face. This was the largest dick I'd ever seen, and had to admit to myself that I'd wanted to try sucking dick for a long time. I did the best I knew how: pulled back the foreskin, teased the tip, massaged the balls, reached back as far as to play with his asshole. I couldn't go very deep, although a few times I gagged.

He really started feeling it when I jerked his dick moderately between my fingers (I loved watching that foreskin go over the tip of his dick) and me kissing the tip of the dick. Precum was again dripping off his dick and mine, and so he threw me back on my back.

He slid into me now, and it was time for a little role reversal. He started fucking me, and wasn't saying a damn thing.
- "You faggot had this planned all along, didn't you" I said.
He looked at me and there was a burning in his eyes. He thrust harder into me.

Soon I was like a fuck-thing for him. He didn't look at me, he just held my legs together to tighten the grip around his dick and was in his own head. He began to climax so he pulled out and jerked off that wonderful dick of his right infront of my face, the foreskin rapidly pulling back and forth. A huge load was pumped out on to my chest and chin and I couldn't but marvel at the sight.

After that incident things between me and him became more relaxed around the office. Should things ever tense up again we'd need to go into the supplies room or a bathroom and help eachother unwind. Sometimes after telling his stupid stories I had to pull him away from the conversation abruptly and stick my dick in his mouth to shut him up. All good fun, of course!