“Oh… oh… ohfuckAlec, I’m gonna fucking come…” I moaned as I fell off the edge.
“Fuck yeah, Mason. Come for me. Shoot that fucking load.” He growled, out of breath.
“FUCK!”
I had never achieved orgasm with something up my ass before. I knew as soon as I started, it wouldn’t be my last. Before my mind went blank with unknown pleasure, I had a passing thought of needing to buy a dildo.
But it wasn’t a dildo in me. It was Alec’s thick, long, ramrod-hard cock coated in his own seed. Maybe that made it hotter. But either way, having something press into my prostate while it throbbed its way through my ejaculation was sublime. I’d never come so hard, so much, or so far in my life. I soaked the bed in front of me, mewling incoherent whimpers.
“Holyfuck, Blackwood!Hugefucking load, man! Fuck yeah!” Alec said, both in awe and pride.
Alec stopped me from falling face-first into my puddle of cum. Once the orgasm crested and waned, I felt so drunk and tired I almost passed out. He held me, then maneuvered us to the other side of the bed.
He spooned me. I was never so thankful for the touch of another human being. Feeling the chill hotel air on my back at that moment would’ve been terrible. Alec held me close and ran his hand up and down my body, placing small kisses on my shoulder. His touch was gentle and comforting, his energy soft and welcoming. How such a simple thing could make me feel so taken care of, I didn’t know. But I wanted to let him fuck me again and again whenever he wanted.
He didn’t pull out, instead letting himself go flaccid and fall away. Another thing to be thankful for. Once I came, my ass was on fire. Slipping out allowed me to adjust to being empty again.
“Thank you, Mason,” another all-new Alec whispered. “That was… that was proof I should’ve left my wife sooner. Seriously, I appreciate it.”
I chuckled, unable to laugh so close to passing out. “And thank you. You showed me how much I’ve been missing.”
He chuckled, too. “You liked it then? I wasn’t too rough or fucked you too hard?”
“You did both, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’ve never come that hard in my life.”
“Good,” he said and buried his face in my neck. “Good night, Mason.”
I didn’t mean to, but I said, “Good night, sir.”
He held me tighter when I did.
Chapter Nine
Ifelt him get out of bed, and the sudden cold on my still cum-wet ass cheeks. I didn’t look at the time, assuming it was too early to be awake. When I heard the shower turn on, I pulled the covers up to sleep a little more. I wasn’t even hung over yet. Or, if I was, it didn’t hurt that bad.
Alec was dressed and ready when he woke me up.
“We’re gonna be late, man, c’mon. Get up,” he said, shaking my shoulder.
He was back to the Alec I knew. My boss and friend. There was humor in his voice, annoyance, and that slight nervous edge he gets when there’s a .02% chance we might be late. It was comforting, but as I woke up, my head blaring and ass throbbing, I was disappointed. I wished for the post-nut Alec, the one who cuddled me, caressed me, and made me feel wonderful.
When I threw the covers off, exposing my nudity, and morning wood, he looked away. “Hurry up, man.” Was all he said as I padded to the bathroom.
He was sitting on the edge of the unused bed when I got out. Not even on his phone. Just staring at the floor. I dressedin silence, then returned to the bathroom to finish my routine. Once I was presentable, he looked at me, but not before.
“We need to talk,” he said like he’d finish the sentence withyou’re fired.
I sat on the other bed, facing him. “What’s up?”
I knew he’d want to talk about it. He needed postmortems about trips to the bathroom. A discussion about fucking his subordinate in the ass was expected. His face and tone, not so much.
“I am very sorry for last night. Not only was that unacceptable behavior on my part as your manager and colleague, but as a person. We should not have had sex at all, but my domineering attitude was well beyond the pale. It will not happen again. If you need to speak to someone about it, I will not stop you. I’ll accept any decision they make, and the consequences that it brings.”
My laugh wasn’t real and much too high-pitched, but I couldn’t believe what he said.
“Alec, are you for fucking real right now? Thisagain? Likeseriously!? We fucked. It happened. Iclearlywanted it. What the actual fuck?”
That did not assuage him. If anything, it made his resolve harder.
