Bossman: A Steamy Gay Sex Story by Bicockwhore on Xboylove.com
This is my first story on here. I’ve logged several encounters if you will, but was never brave enough to openly tell any stories. I’ll start with describing myself. I’m about 5ft 7in tall. I weight fluctuates between 190lbs to 200lbs. I’m not fat by any means, a slight belly, but nothing a t-shirt doesn’t cover. I’m pretty built, so my large pecks and shoulders offset any jellyroll I acquire from weekly brew crew fests.
I’m bald, I shave my head and grow a trimmed beard without a mustache. Many people tease me and call me Chris Daughtry, but I’ve sported this look long before that poser stepped up to imitate Creed on American Idol. I have several piercings. My lip I wear a hoop, in my left eyebrow is a deep blue barbell I wear it to bring out my eyes which range from light sparkly blue to dark blue almost black depending on my mood. I have an 8 gauge hoop in each ear, and my nipples hold a 10 gauge in each. My cock is 7 1/2 inches and very thick with a Jacob’s ladder of 3 10 gauge barbells down the shaft.
I’m bisexual, and play the dominant role as well as submissive. I actually prefer sub when with a man. My arms are large and covered in tattoos. I have tats over most of my body since an old friend who liberated me sexually, shoots tattoos. I did most of my jewelry myself, including all 3 in my cock. Yeah, I’m a freak and I love pain. Bites and scratches set me off like you wouldn’t believe.
I don’t think I’ve missed anything. If so then it’ll probably be covered in the story. And on to that right? Sorry but the biggest bitch I have on here is to read a story were the writer goes straight to the sex and doesn’t paint a picture.
Any who, this is about the first time I’ve made it with a man 3 years. When I was in the National Guard I had a black friend I played with every month and a lot in Iraq. But I’ve been out for some time now. If this story gets good reviews, I’ll tell a few of those.
My job is in a warehouse for an auto parts supplier, so I lift heavy metal parts daily letting me keep in the shape I am. One of the supervisors on days is openly gay, and frequently comes onto me. I’m not open about my sexuality. I’m married, and my wife would take my kids and fuck me over royal. I talk to this boss often. We’ll call him Jason, and I have let him know about my secret once I knew I could trust him.
On night, on the way in to work a storm tore up most of area I work at, so my shift was canceled. My boss man couldn’t make it in do to damage around his house so Jason had to come in his place to tell us as we came in. He’d tried to call me but I’d already left, and didn’t hear my cell. When I had arrived, I was the only one there besides Jason. He met me in the warehouse after I’d clocked in and told me what was up. Since I was already there I could help clean up. The night went like you’d think. Picking up things that had been blown over, moving pallets and trailers around the dock. I just so happened that the diesel truck we used to move trailers around was in the shop, so we had an old rental with a sleeper attached. That’s the back section to a freightliner that acts like a camper.
Jason was out in the lot moving a trailer out to clean up something that had been blown there when I got an idea. Jason is about 5ft 11in tall and built like a farm boy. well trimmed goatee, and dirty blond hair. He was picking up a busted pallet when I came around the truck. I asked him if I could help as I bent over so he could get a look at my ass as I picked up a board from the pallet. I have a firm round ghetto booty as I’ve been told, and I frequently teased him this way.
Jason grunted and said, “Be careful boy. You ain’t got anyone to protect you this time.” I turned to see him rubbing his crotch and smiling at me. “You’re just a fuckin tease. All talk huh punk?” He groaned at me.
I tossed the board onto a pile near by and stepped up on the trucks runner very slowly, stretching as I did. “You don’t know if I’m teasing or not pal.” I said, looking over my shoulder at him. I opened the door and said, “I wonder how comfy the sleeper is.” into the air, just loud enough for him to hear.
Before I even got into the cab, he was right behind me. I could hear and feel him breathing onto the back of my bald head. His body pressed to my back as I felt him smell my neck. I pushed my ass against his groin and squeezed my ass cheeks together and pulled away, stepping into the cap of the truck. He followed right behind me, closing the door as he did. I stepped back into the sleeper and turned around to meet him. He stepped in close to me, towering over my short frame. His chin was touching my forehead as I rubbed his chest through his t-shirt. I moved my hands down his belly and looked up into his eyes. “Our secret bossman?” I whispered to him.
“Our secret…” He breathed heavy, pushing his forehead into min and closing his eyes as I ran my hand up his crotch. “Like I could brag anyway bubby. My man would ditch me as fast as you wife would you.” He kissed me on the forehead and moved to my lips. Rubbing his soft lips against mine and rubbing my shoulders.
I sat down on the bed, which was basically all the sleeper consisted of, and pushed my face into his groin, grabbing his ass and lightly biting his cock through his pants. He moaned and grabbed the back of my head, pushing my face into his package. I breathed hot on his cock and felt it grow in his pants. He started humping my face and I continued to bite his cock through his pants till he was rock hard. I pulled his hands from my head and unzipped his fly. He unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants, pushing them to his knees. His cock was straining against his black boxer briefs It was longer than mine, I could see that as it poked out the top of his waistband. Thank God it wasn’t as thick. I hadn’t had a cock in me almost 3 years, and I’m not sure I could’ve taken it if it was as thick as mine. I was hot and bothered though and just wanted to be used. I grabbed his waistband and pulled them down quickly so it bounced on my face. The warmth of his cock on my face and the thump it made caused my heart to skip. I just rubbed my face against it for a few seconds rubbing my lips against his smooth ball sack and inhaling the scent of his musk.
Jason pulled his shirt over his head and then pulled mine off. I grunted in protest when it pulled me from his package. He just giggled and said, “Are you gonna do anything to it?”
I wrapped my hands around it to gauge it’s size. Mine’s 7 ½ and my hands cover it completely. His cock’s head poked out the top of my hands which I’ll gander it was just shy of 9 inches. It was a nice girth, about average and had a slight curve upwards. I let go of one hand and ran my tongue up his scrotum, letting his cock lay against my face as I licked up his shaft and circled the head. I’m so glad he was circumcised. I’ve sucked an uncut cock once before and didn’t really like it. I love the look of a clean cut cock, and the way it feels as the head hits the back of my throat. I pushed as much into my mouth that I could, till I gagged, then pulled it back, twisting my hand, jacking him off as I blew him. I pulled away and said, “I can get more in my mouth if you lay down.”