Office gay sex story of colleague’s seduction: 1
Office gay sex story: Hey everyone, Sarthak here. I’m excited to share my story about an office fling that started a couple years ago. I’m sorry for the slightly longer foreplay in this section, but parts 2 and 3 would be a lot more sex, and far less story.
So, a little bit about myself: I’m 24 now (22 when this story takes place), thin but muscular (think golfer or swimmer’s body), and 6’1”. I had just started a new job in Gurgaon at an MNC in 2018. My manager, Neha, was a really young and fun woman who introduced me to the rest of my team.
She told me there are three teams in our department, who have a friendly competition going on to see who can bring in the new clients. She introduced me to the other team leads: another girl named Aparna and a guy, Karan.
I was immediately turned on by Karan. He must have been about 5’10” or 11”, broad shouldered, a well-trimmed beard, and messy hair. His top two buttons were undone and I could see his chest hair popping out. I was so turned on thinking about what was under that tight shirt and even tighter pants.
Over the next few months I worked mostly with my team, and my interactions with Karan were limited. There were little moments here and there where my fantasies would get the better of me. Once, I saw him in the bathroom and tried to get a good look at his dick but didn’t.
I found him on Instagram, and while his profile was private, his DP had him without a shirt. When we celebrated his 29th birthday in the office, he got some cake on his shirt and he wet those parts and let them dry off naturally.
After each of these moments, I would go to the bathroom in the toilet and masturbate thinking of Karan.
In the week before Diwali, some of us were working long hours to meet the tight deadlines our clients had set out for us before the office went off on 10-day holiday for the festival season. The night before the holiday break, it was only a couple of my own team members and Karan working til late.
He came to our side to make some small talk, and started asking about where we live, who all were in our families, etc. We realized that we lived walking distance from each other! Since it was getting late, he offered to drop me home in his car.
I hadn’t eaten anything over 9 hours, and I was excited to go back home. Even more excited that now my day would end with ten minutes of uninterrupted quality time with Karan.
“What’s that around your wrist?” he asked me after we both sat in his car.
“Oh, this is a rainbow Pride bracelet,” I replied, “It’s a way to show support for the LGBT+ community.” After some thought, I said, “I’m gay, and my best friend from college gave this to me after I had come out to her as a way for her to show me support. I have not taken this off since then.”
He did not respond to my comment. My heart was beating very fast as I thought maybe he is uncomfortable around gay people and doesn’t know how to react.
“Can I ask you something?” he said, after what seemed like ten minutes (but really it might have been less than 20 seconds).
“Sure”
“How did you know you were gay?”
The question took me by surprise. I started telling him about my experience, my journey, and the self-doubt that came along with it. He kept asking questions and I kept answering, not realizing that half an hour had passed and he was just driving around in circles.
“You know, we can continue this conversation back at your place, so we don’t waste fuel.” I said.
He laughed and agreed, making a few quick turns and bringing us to his place. He lived alone in a beautifully decorated apartment.
“Drink?” he asked, pointing to the half-full bottle of gin and vodka.
“Gin and water for me.”
He got us our drinks and came really close to me. “You know, I have always doubted my own sexuality too and it was nice to hear about it so genuinely from you today. Thank you for being open.”
I nearly choked on my drink when he said that, taken completely by surprise. I had thought that I’ve made a genuine human connection with him and was happy with what I was getting. I didn’t realize the implications of our car ride and my self-invite into his house. He got even closer to me. I looked into his beautiful, brown eyes. I came even closer to him and asked, “have you ever been with a guy?”
He hesitated. “Yes – a few times. But I have not enjoyed myself.”
Perhaps it was the adrenaline, or maybe the alcohol, but I said “It might be different with me,” and moved barely half an inch away from him. The next thing I knew, his lips were touching mine.
It was nothing like I had expected. His kiss was soft, tender. His rough hands held the back of my head and he kissed me more passionately. With my one hand on his chest, squeezed between our bodies, and my other around his neck, I leaned further into him. Our kiss intensified and we were both getting breathless and more into it.
I jumped onto him and wrapped my legs around his waist. He held me up and walked me into his bedroom, throwing me onto his bed. He crawled on top of me, his hair even messier, somehow looking sexier than he did earlier. My horniness got the better of me and I started to unbutton his shirt.
His chest was a sight to behold. Slightly hairy around his muscular pecs, with a neat line of hair going down the middle of his stomach and hiding away behind his underwear and jeans. I took off his shirt completely to finally see his big, beefy arms (must have been twice the size of my arms) and his sexy armpits.
In that position it was very easy for me to come up and sniff those armpits – for good measure, I licked them a little as well.
That got Karan extremely horny. He took off my t-shirt while sitting on top of me and started kissing and licking me everything. He began with my neck, went down to my chest, a lick around my nipple, which then turned into sucking, and finally a nibble.
With his mouth and tongue he kept licking my torso, with his right hand he was holding my neck, and with his left he was caressing my boner through my pants. My cock was too hard against my underwear and I couldn’t take it anymore.
I undid my buttons and Karan pulled off my pants, showing my bulge through my tight white underwear. I took off his jeans too, his red boxer briefs tighter now because of his cock trying to push through.
With my mouth, I pulled down his underwear and revealed his beautiful, thick cock. It must have been around 6 or 6.5” long, but nice and thick, probably around 5.5” or 6” around. I was surprised to see how well-groomed he was. His balls were shaved as was his cock, but there was hair around his pubic bone, cut short.
I sniffed his sweaty balls, his cock rested nicely across my face. I took my tongue and licked it all the way to the tip and swallowed that massive cock whole. He started to face fuck me, first softly, and then slowly getting rougher and rougher. My eyes started watering, but I was having too much fun.
I took my hands and put them around his bare ass, which was tight and hairy. He face fucked me like that for a minute, then pulled me up to his level and kissed me even harder. He touched my bulge again and started smiling.
“Looks like I made you leak a little,” he said.
I looked down and there was precum oozing from my underwear. I took it off and showed him my cock.
“Fuck, I want that,” he said, looking at my 8” long cock (also around 5.5-6” thick). He went down and started sucking my cock. I was in heaven, looking down on this gorgeous hunk, trying to suck my massive cock. He started gagging and tearing up too. He turned around on his back and started to suck my balls from under me.
As his tongue went around my inner thigh and balls, I started leaking more precum. The next thing I knew, his tongue was going further behind and was just around my hole. He spread apart my ass cheeks and started to rim me. His tongue slowly entered my hole, making it wet. In that position, I bent down and started to suck his erect cock.
I ran my hands down his thick, muscular thighs, down his hairy calves, and back up around his balls, sucking his cock while he ate my ass. After I had made his cock nice and wet – and I felt that my hole was wet and loose, I came forward to position his cock right near my ass.
“Fuck yes,” I heard him from the back.
Since I hadn’t eaten in a long time, I was not afraid of being dirty. I turned around, facing him on his back, and started to lower myself onto his cock. It started to hurt, as I only had spit to help him inside me, but slowly my asshole opened up even more and took in his cock like a greedy bottom.
I started to slowly ride him. His eyes fluttered behind his eyelids and his arms went behind his head as he started to enjoy the sensation of fucking me. I began to ride him harder, and again turned on by his exposed armpits, buried my face deep in them.
He started gasping, and with his other hand pushed my face further into his armpits. He started thrusting deeper into my ass as I rode him faster and faster.
We started making out more passionately, and he quickly flipped me on my back. Before I knew it, he was standing at the edge of the bed, fucking me in missionary position. I wrapped my legs around his waist again, not letting him leaving my hungry hole.
He had stretched me out quite a bit at this point and I was enjoying the sensation of his cock going in and out. I put my hands out and started to rub his nipples. Like his armpits, this was also a sensitive point for him. I squeezed him and then pulled myself up to lick them, while he fucked me.
He started fucking me harder and harder. I was moaning in pleasure and leaking little bits of cum. He took my legs and put them on his strong shoulders and started to fuck me slowly, but more deeply. He would almost come all the way out of my ass and then with a jerk put his entire cock back in. Then slowly again take his cock almost all the way out, and jam it back in.
“I can’t take this anymore, I’m going to cum!” I screamed.
He paused for a second, smiled, and kissed me. Then, with a naughty grin, grabbed my cock and started masturbating me. All the while, he started to fuck me faster and faster. I could not control myself anymore and started spraying cum all over my torso.
The next thing I knew, my ass was feeling warm too. Karan was cumming inside me! He hadn’t stopped masturbating me or fucking me, and the pain and pleasure were too intense. I started gasping and holding the bedsheets tight. Karan stopped thrusting and fell on top of me, cock still inside me.
I lowered my legs and wrapped them around his waist again, ensuring he couldn’t leave me. He came up a little, and licked off the bits of cum that had sprayed near my neck and chest.
Office gay sex story of wild fun with colleague
“Fuck man, that was too fucking hot,” he said on top of me.
“Thank you for that,” I replied, half-laughing.
He picked me up, cock STILL inside me, and carried me to the bathroom. He lowered me against his tub and slowly pulled his cock out. Warm cum started to leak from my hole and dribbled down. He turned on the shower and stepped into the tub with me.
I held him from around his back, caressing his chest with my hands while my cock rubbed his ass. After making out some more in the shower and finally getting clean, I wore my clothes and told him I could just walk home after this. He kissed me goodbye at the door and asked if we could do this again when he came back from his hometown.
I nodded yes and started walking home. The entire way I could feel his cock in my ass still and with each step I felt like he was back inside me, fucking me more. For the first time, I was wishing that the holidays would get over fast, so that I could keep coming back to Karan’s house and living my fantasies again and again.
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