I have a bit of a crush on a work colleague and my mind wandered while I was at work on Christmas eve. Here is the story.
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Secret Santa
5pm on Christmas eve, the police HQ was almost lifeless. Carl sat at his desk typing, clicking, and dragging names and files across from emails to folders and sorting reports. 20 years old and still at work on Christmas eve. It was a sad state really, but with lockdown there really wasn't much else he could do. So, he decided to hang back and get ahead for the Christmas holidays.
The year had been a huge drag on everyone, and Christmas just didn't feel like Christmas. As the young man sat clearing his inbox, he heard the thumping footsteps of another person walking along the corridor. His desk looked right out into the hallway that was usually full of faces passing. Glancing up Carl saw one of the Chief Inspectors walk past the office door before reversing and observing the young administrator.
"Hey up Carl, what are you still doing here?" Chief Inspector Harden asked, turning towards the younger office worker before stepping into the office, almost having to duck because he was so tall.
Carl couldn't help but appreciate the fine-looking older gentlemen. Simon Harden was a handsome older man, at for a 46-year-old he looked to be in his late thirties, with short, gelled, pitch black hair, olive skin and deepest chocolate brown eyes, Carl could only imagine how many girls hearts he had broken in his time in the force.
"Hiya Simon, I am just sorting out some resourcing reports. Got nothing better to do. What about you, how come you're still here?" Carl responded. He liked being a civilian member of staff, it meant he didn't have to address high ranking officers as "sir" or "ma'am".
"Christmas eve, robberies go through the roof, so do suicides, they needed someone on call in case any of the response cops needed advice, so I have decided to stay, plus it keeps me busy, like you say, I don't have much else to be doing." Carl couldn't help noticing Simon looked a little fed up as he explained himself.
"Aww, won't that piss off the girlfriend?" Carl asked, he was shocked that Simon hadn't found a girl to marry as he was quite the catch.
"Ah, didn't you hear? We broke up just over a month ago, and because of this damn virus, I haven't been able to really had chance to meet anyone." He shrugged.
"Oh you're preaching to the choir, I've been single all year, not been able to see any guys at all. I can't imagine you'll be single for long though." Carl spoke as he typed away, responding to an email from someone asking about annual leave.
"What do you mean? You saying I am a manwhore?" Simon quipped, feigning that Carl had offended him.
Carl, without thinking about what he was saying just blurted out; "No, you are just a very handsome guy, I am sure loads of girls would jump at the chance to hop into bed with you."
The 6ft3 man leaned against a desk and looked down at Carl, who broke off from his emails. Realising what he had said, he glanced at Simon and then began furiously typing, trying to play off how he just called the man in front of him handsome, which wasn't the usual tone of their normally laddish banter-filled conversations. "So...you think I am handsome?" Simon quizzed with a beaming grin on his face.
Carl could not help but let out a sigh, he sat back in his chair and looked at Simon dead on, he could either nervously flitter around the subject and try and cover up, or just own what he said. Smirking, he chose the latter. "Well hell yeah, You're very handsome, tall, tanned and deep brown eyes? What's not to like there, plus ya have a cute butt in those trousers, just wish you'd pull em up a bit, just so they hug ya cheeks more." He said through his smirk. Realising he may have overstepped the mark, he studied Simon's face, who looked shocked at first, before he his lips curved into a gleeful smile.
Simon let out a hollering chuckle before relaxing into the desk and folded his arm. Carl sniggered softly before returning to his emails as the Chief Inspector began to look around the room.
He Studied the crudely decorated Christmas tree which earlier today had presents scattered all around it but was now empty. "Ah, I see you all did secret Santa then? What did you get?" Simon quizzed.
"Oh, well Jeff had me for Secret Santa but he's been ill for 2 weeks, so I didn't get anything." Carl responded as he scrolled absent-mindedly through his emails. "What about you, did your office do Secret Santa?"
"You mean my office of just me?" Simon grinned.
"Ohhh of course." Carl face palmed and shook his head, not taking his eyes off the screen in front of him, fighting the urge to just stare at the handsome man before him.
There was a short silence between the pair with only the tapping of keys to fill the empty hushed void. Simon bit his bottom lip as he thought to himself, Carl kept stealing glances at the handsome older man. "It's sad you didn't get anything for Secret Santa, I have something you might like in my office. Come with me." Simon said, Carl noted that this wasn't a request, it was more of a demand.
Standing up in an instant, Carl followed Simon down the hallway, stealing glances at the man's arse as they walked to Simon's office in silence. The Chief Inspector stood at the door to his office and guided the young office worker in before closing the door behind him. "So, you think I have a nice ass?" He said without a moment's hesitation.
Carl was caught a little off guard, but once again just threw caution to the wind. "Hell yeah."
"Well...if you don't tell anyone about this, I'll let you have look at it." Simon spoke, a little timidness entered his normally strong and powerful voice. The younger man blushed, he knew they could both get in trouble for something like this, but his second brain had taken over.
"Oh Christ, I'd love to see it." He spoke enthusiastically. Simon responded by unbuckling his belt and in quick succession, pulled down the back of his trousers and boxers, unveiling a thick and pert tanned pair of arse cheeks with a light smattering of jet-black hair on them. Carl gazed at the perfect mounds of olive-skinned flesh in front of him. "Wow...Simon it's...hotter than I imagined." He spoke, feeling his cock begin to throb.
"You've imagined my arse?" the Chief Inspector replied as he wiggled his bum a little before pulling his pants up. He turned around and stared at the young member of staff who had a look of awe on his face, he also noticed the slight mound appearing in the boy's crotch.
"You've bent down in front of me once or twice and my mind wandered." Carl said as he rearranged himself.
"Did seeing just my arse make you hard?" Simon quizzed. Carl just nervously nodded, making the older man chuckle. "Well I hope you enjoyed your Secret Santa gift."
"Hehe, I really did, thank you." Carl answered as he walked to the door, reaching for the handle he paused, bit his lip and decided to bite the bullet. "Hey...you didn't get a Secret Santa either..." He turned around and gazed at the deep brown eyes before him, eyes that had a quizzical look to them. "You said you haven't had a girlfriend for over a month...fancy a blowjob?"
Simon had a look of total disbelief on his face. Having a gay guy offer him oral sex? He wanted to say fuck no, but he hadn't had any action in a while. "Lock the door." Simon said in an almost shy, nervous tone.
Carl quickly turned the lock and was on his knees in front of the Chief Inspector in a flash. With the belt still unbuckled he unzipped Simon's fly and shimmied the man's trousers down. He could see a thick growing mound in the white boxers before him. Without a second though, he looked up into Simons eyes and kissed the boxer covered dick, wrapping his lips along the shaft. Simon let out a sigh as he cock began to throb, becoming fully erect as he felt the 20-year-old lips passionately kiss he covered cock.
"Don't be a tease, take it out." He spoke low to the younger man.
"Yes sir." Carl smirked, reaching for the hem of the boxers, pulling the hem over the mound he revealed a massive 9-inch, thick tanned cock, a few veins ran along the smooth shaft. Carl couldn't help but moan lovingly as he grasped the cock with his fingers, peeling back the foreskin and revealing a red cock head. Starting from the bottom of the shaft, Carl licked along the length of the meaty cock as Simon breathed out through his mouth slowly. Watching as the hot twink reached his sensitive head. Gripping the arms of the chair, he enjoyed the silky soft lips wrap around his cockhead, before the boys' warm mouth engulfed his cock. Simon could feel Carl's moist tongue snaking, flicking, and wrapping around his cock.
Carl began to slurp and suck on the cock, bobbing his head up and down the thick shaft as Simon inhaled and exhaled slowly with bated breath. With his free hand Carl began to gently massage the low hanging balls of the Chief Inspector, who started to gently thrust into the younger man's mouth, making gentle moaning sounds as he did. Withdrawing the cock from his mouth, Carl looked up again at Simon with lust filled eyes. Simon smirked back, enjoying the sexual tension.
Sticking out his tongue Carl began to slap the thick 9-inch member on his tongue and face, showing how much of a cockwhore he really was. Licking and kissing the monster cock he took a deep breath and began to swallow it. Breathing through his nose, Carl started to deepthroat the huge penis, Simon tensed up as he could feel his tip going Carl's throat. The warmth and wetness made him groan. He could feel the young cock slut sucking his pulsing cock before starting to pull back up for a breath. Simon wasn't ready to let this expert in cock sucking go so easily, he put his hand on Carl's head and shoved him back onto his dick. Taking the hint, Carl tried to hold his breath. He had never had a cock this far down his throat before and it was making him gag and struggle to breath, he began to choke as Simon moaned in lust filled delight
Carl couldn't pull up. He tapped Simon's leg and pushed against his forceful hand. The Chief Inspector removed his hand from the officer worker's head, Carl pulled off the cock and gasped for air, leaving a trail of slobber all over the thick fuck stick.
"Damn, you're a pro at that." Simon said as Carl took a few deep breaths.
"Thanks." He gasped.
"You know, fucking mouths are one thing, but I do love fucking pussy more." Simon spoke with a smart-ass grin as he reached around and groped Carl's own pert bum through his trousers.
"Oh...erm...I erm...I'm-" Carl Stammered. "Do you wanna...fuck...me?" Carl looked nervously into Simon's eyes and then down at his thick cock.
Simon leaned in close and whispered "Yeah. let's see your arsehole."
"Erm...okay." Carl said with a worried tone.
"That's Okay Sir, is what you're meant to say." Simon spoke with a more commanding tone.
"Y-yes s-s-sir." Carl stuttered as he pulled his trousers and boxers down, revealing his lily-white arse to the Chief Inspector. He felt a large warm hand grope one of the thick cheeks, pulling it apart, Simon gazed at the tightest, pinkest arse hole he had ever seen.
"Mmmm, that is one fine hole you have." He mumbled, "I am gonna bury my cock so far up you."
"Sir...I erm...I don't think you'll fit." Carl hesitantly said as he felt Simon's thick finger trace around his most intimate area.
Without a moment's hesitation, Simon reached for his bottom draw and pulled out jar of Vaseline. "Don't be silly." He said as he stood up, taking off his top, then pulling Carl's off. The 2 men where now stood naked in his office, both with very prominent hard on's. Leaning into Carl, he whispered again "Lay on your back on the desk and relax."
Carl did as he was told, his heart was pounding but his cock was fully erect as he lay on the wooden desk and looked up at the ceiling. His legs dangling over the desk before Simon firmly grabbed his ankles and pulled the boy's feet onto his chest.
"Keep them there for a second." Simon said in his commanding tone as he ran his finer into the jar of Vaseline and then over Carl's tight arse hole, the younger man shuddered at the cold touch of the greasy substance and then let out a whimper as Simon's thick finger wormed it's way into him. Wincing at the feel of the finger rummaging around inside him, grazing his prostate, Carl started to breath shallow breathes as the Chief Inspector finger fucked his tight hole. "Mmm, fuck this is the tightest pussy I have ever seen." Simon said in a domineering voice.
"Please sir...be gentle" Carl begged as he watched Simon dig into the Vaseline and lube up his thick pulsing 9 inches of man meat. The older man placed the tip of his head against the freshly lubed ass hole, and gently eased it into the waiting orifice. Carl let out a gasp and then a loud yelp as he felt his hole stretch to accommodate the invading cock. Gripping his teeth together, he pushed down and relaxed, as the Chief Inspector made a low groan sound.
"Fuuuuuck" Simon whispered through gritted teeth as he inched deeper into Carls hole. The warm flesh wrapped tightly around his thick cock. He leaned over the younger man, their faces inches apart as he pushed deeper and deeper into the boy. Simon studied Carl's face, enjoying the range of emotions being expressed before him.
Carl rolled his head back and winced. He felt like he wanted to pass out from the pain, but had to put on a brave face, because he knew deep down, he wanted this. "Mmmm yeah, look at you, you fucking love my cock inside your tight hole." Simon growled at the boy.
"Ah-ahhh...yes...yes s-sir." Carl groaned and whimpered softly, struggling to speak as he felt the cock edge it's way right into him. Simon's hip bones finally connected with his bum. The older man was balls deep inside Carl. Simon began to gently thrust in and out, at first Carl stayed quiet, but as his thrusts became longer and more drawn out, he started to moan and whimper louder and louder.
"I am going to ruin you." Simon whispered right into Carl's ear. He pulled almost all the way out of Carl and then thrust himself back in deeerp, his hips smacked against Carl's arse and Carl yelped in shock. "Mmm, fuck I love that sound." Simon spoke aggressively. Withdrawing again he slammed into the poor boy. Grabbing Carl's hips tightly, he pulled the boy down further onto his huge cock, relentlessly he fucked the younger boys arse hole. Feeling the tight hole wrap around his cock, slowly stretching to accommodate it. Each thrust made Carl yelp, moan, whimper, scream or gasp in a mixture of cock loving ecstasy and pain. Simon knew the younger man was enjoying it, Carl's cock was totally erect, bobbing up and down and hitting the boy's belly with each violent thrust.
The sounds of slapping flesh, moaning, grunting, and brutish groaning filled the room. The fact that Carl's loud moans and whimpers were not fake was pushing Simon closer to finishing, making this young man so vocal because of his cock raping Carl's tight drove the man crazy. "Beg for me to cum in you." Simon growled.
"Please, please sir." Carl uttered, gasping for air. "Please, bury your cock inside me and shoot your load in me." He whined, rolling his head back. Simon took in the younger man's beauty, his body a slight sheen to it from the rampant fucking that had made the pair of them sweat. "Please sir, please cum inside me." Carl almost mouthed.
Simon didn't need telling twice, leaning over the younger man, he began to suck and tentatively nibble Carl's neck as his cock ploughed deep into the boy. Carl began to pant as he felt Simon's teeth biting down on his neck, the Chief Inspectors warm breath rolled off his skin, sending tingles through his body, with the thick tanned cock shoved so far up him, rearranging his insides, and Simon's manly hands gripping him tightly, he let out a very loud moan. His body tensed making him wrap his legs around Simon's waist, Carl gasped out in ecstasy. Through shallow breathes he whispered that he was going to cum. This made Simon bite down harder on the boy's neck, his thrusting cock became more aggressive still as he felt Carl's body pulse, and then tense. The boy almost screamed in orgasmic delight, gripping the sides of the desk with his fingers, his hole had tightened up, his arsehole had squeezed around Simon's cock like a boa constrictor, making the older man roar in a lust filled stupor. The pair simultaneously shot their loads.
Simon's cum coated the insides of Carl's arse hole, while Carl's own cum splattered all over the duo's sweat sheened bodies as they released their seed. Thick ropes of cum jetted from Simon's cock deep inside Carl, while the younger man's own cum had glazed both men's chests. A small drop ran from Carl's chin and down his neck.
Simon eased his grip on Carl as he felt his seed pulsing from his cock. Both men breathed deep. The younger man released his grip on the edge of the desk. He could feel his hole quivering, with Simon's cock still engorged inside of him. both men began to relax, their bodies eased, and they sighed before looked at each other.
"Merry Christmas." Carl whispered.