A Bottoms Seduction

Oh god, what am I doing? My forehead started to go damp, my knees felt week. This young guy really WAS coming on to me!!

His hand slowly raised up and I just watched as a few of his fingertips touched my bicep, gently moving an inch up and down.

Fuck, this kid knew how to seduce!

"You've never been with a man before, have you?" He whispered.

Ooooh fuck! There was no arguing it, my cock was at full alert! That was when he looked down and spotted the obvious tent in my trousers.

His fingertips kept trickling up and down my bicep, sending shivers throughout my body.

Then it hit me, exactly what was going on!

I gripped onto his wrist and pulled his hand away from me.

"Enough!" I firmly told him, "I don't know what you think, but I'm straight, and married."

He didn't seem shocked by me grabbing him, in fact, he just smiled at me.

"We'll see." He whispered.

Then he wriggled his arm free and without saying another word he went into one of the cubicles.

How was I supposed to go out with a hard cock so obvious? I had to try and position it between my belt and my waist and then I went back to my desk.

But I got no work done, did this young guy really just try it on with me in the work bathroom? Did I really get that turned on because of it?! This was bad and I knew it.

I managed to hide out in my office though until the end of the day, funny thing though, at 5pm, just as I went to turn off my laptop an email appeared.

There was no subject, but I let out a gasp when I saw it was from Carl's work email.

Okay calm down, it's probably just about work.

I opened it.

"I'm going home now, see you tomorrow... boss x"

What? What is this?

That was the entire email?! What was this guy's game! And the fact that he emailed my work email! I immediately deleted any traces of his email and shut my laptop down.

When I stepped out, I sighed in relief to see he wasn't there.

"Ready to go home?" Harriet asked and startled me.

"Oh, yeah, sure." I told her.

We always took separate cars to work in case either of us had to go to a client meeting. But even when we got home, even after having dinner, I couldn't get Carl out of my head.

We were both getting undressed and into our bed when Harriet suddenly turned to me and planted a kiss on my lips.

"Oh, what's brought this on?" I whispered.

"Just been a few weeks, think we both need a little release." She said back, then her hand went into my baggy shorts and grabbed my hard cock, "Oh and seems he wants to play."

"As you said, it's been a few weeks." I replied with a coy smile.

I gently made out with my beautiful wife, holding onto her slim, perfect body when I realised, I was picturing Carl in my head.

What the fuck!

I opened my eyes and stared at her.

"Everything okay?" She asked in a seductive whisper.

Yeah, I'm picturing an 18 year old lad as we kiss.

"No, all good." I replied.

Pressing my lips back against hers, I forced myself to not think about Carl but all that did was made him come to my head more! I took off the rest of Harriet's clothes, at least I couldn't think of Carl while I was feeling her tits!

But then as Harriet's hand went lower, into my boxers and onto my cock I couldn't help but think of my short time in the bathroom with him. What would he have done if I didn't stop it?

"Ooooh god." I moaned as Harriet's fingers gripped onto my cock.

As she stroked me I thought about Carl, his seductive dance moves, the way his slim body looked in his tight clothing, the way his fingers felt as he touched my arm.

"Let's get into bed." I suddenly blurted out and grabbed my wife's hand, realising I was a lot closer to cumming than I thought, fuck, is that because I'm thinking of Carl?

Harriet grabbed a condom of the bedside table and passed it to me. Watching my hot, naked wife lay back and spread her legs I couldn't help but think, why am I thinking of a young guy instead of my hot wife?

Nevertheless, I put the condom on and moved myself on top of Harriet. Even with Carl in my mind, I managed to fuck Harriet as well as I normally did. Grabbing onto her, or flipping her around and fucking her from behind.

I had always been the dominant in the bedroom, since Harriet liked to be pulled and pushed around as she got fucked it always worked well for us.

As I got her onto her hands and knees, slide my cock into her drenched pussy I looked down and thought, I wonder what anal feels like?

Harriet had never allowed me the opportunity to go into her ass, but since Carl is gay, I'm assuming he likes it?

I kept fucking in and out of my wife's drench pussy as the whole time I thought about Carl taking it in his ass, I wonder what he sounds like as he gets fucked?

"Oooh fuuuuccckk!" I grunted when out of nowhere I filled the condom with cum.

Harriet was as surprised as me but fuck it felt good! My body was twitching and shaking, somehow, Carl never left my mind.

My wife had already cum once as I was fucking her, but not wanting to leave at it that I then buried my face between her legs and licked her to another orgasm.

Afterwards we both lay next to each other, hot, sweaty and panting for air.

Did I really just picture an 18 year old man as I fucked my wife?

I couldn't believe it, but god did it make me cum quick!

CHAPTER IV

I almost felt nervous about going into my own company. How stupid is that? Somehow this young, 18 year old lad had my entire world spinning!

Once again I got in early so I could hide in my office before anyone else was there. I then managed to distract myself for an hour by going through any client emails when suddenly, one popped up from Carl. I would be lying I didn't admit that my cock stirred a little bit in my trousers.

I opened it up.

"Hi Boss,

Just got in, let me know if there is anything I can do for you.

Carl"

Although to everyone else it would probably read like a normal email. But to me, in my head, I emphasised the word "anything".

Why is he going after me? I thought, this young, hot 18 year old and he's trying to get me? Wait, did I just admit that I think he's hot?

Oh god, my head was a mess.

I decided to try and stay business like and act like his boss, but with a hint of "leave me alone" when I replied.

"Carl,

Nothing that I need you to do. Have a good day.

Martin."

There we go, that should hopefully get the message across.

But within 5 minutes he responded.

"I mean it, if you need ANTHING, then I am your man x"

For fuck sake, my cock twitched again as I read it! There was no mistaking it that time! I couldn't believe the balls on this kid, to be emailing his new boss like that whilst at work. Something about his bravery though made me almost like him a bit more.

Fortunately for me though I was in back to back meetings for the rest of the day so I didn't see or hear from Carl again. I had also deleted his email, even if now one would understand it properly I didn't want anyone to see it.

The next day I was going in early again, but as I pulled up to the carpark I couldn't believe it as I saw Carl stood by the front door in a big, puffer coat.

What's he doing here at this time? I thought to myself with a little worry.

I pulled up into my spot that was closest to the door and grabbed my bag, looking out at him one last time. He wasn't even looking in my direction, maybe he was just early?

"Carl?" I shouted as I got out, it was very windy and just started to rain, "what are you doing here so early?"

"Thought I'd get a head start, I didn't realise there was a key needed to get it, it's always been unlocked when I've come or gone." He replied.

I walked over to him, for a second forgetting about his actions, that was until I got another glimpse at his beautiful, blue eyes and I felt my heart beat faster in my chest.

"Only my wife and I have keys, there's never been anyone here earlier than us." I managed to stutter out.

I pulled the key out of my pocket and put it into the door.

"My hero." Carl said as I opened the door, it was sarcastic though, if anything I felt it was more seductive.

I attempted to ignore him and just went inside and took off my coat. But as I turned around and saw him, now coatless and stretching I couldn't help but find myself staring at his shirt that hugged so lightly to that small body.

His shirt actually became untucked at the bottom as he stretched up, revealing the lower part of his stomach... he looked so, inviting. My mouth started to drool as I watched him stretch like that, seeing slight bits more of underneath his shirt.

"Anything that I can help you with?" I heard him ask and I moved out of my daze.

But even as my readjusted my eyes and looked at him, he was staring at me with a boyish smile, as if to say he just caught me.

"N-no, thank you." I managed to whisper out, even as my cheeks burnt red. Then I practically ran to my office.

I wasn't on my laptop 5 minutes when Carl emailed me. I knew there was still no one else in the office, so at least it wasn't risky anyone else seeing.

"I meant it, I'll do anything you want me too."

That was his entire email, but even that was enough to get my cock as hard as ever. I liked to think I played it pretty casual around him, but he must've known that his seduction was having an effect on me.

I quickly deleted that email again, should I just let him go? He's still in his probation period?

At the time I argued in my head that I couldn't fire him because it could risk him telling Harriet that I had been staring at him, but really that was a feeble excuse. Deep down, I didn't fire him because I didn't want it to stop.

That morning continued but this time, I wasn't able to distract myself. Something about seeing him stretching out in front of me, being alone with him, I couldn't get him out of my head. As much as I tried to focus on work I couldn't, all I could think was my hard cock and his tight little body.

It was nearly 11am when I saw an email come through from Carl. There was no title, which was odd, so clicked on it.

"What the fuck." I actually said out loud.

Our Wi-Fi wasn't the best so it slowly loaded but what I saw was a photo directly on the email. It was Carl, he was in very tight leather trousers, facing away from the camera with some sort of black crop top on. I could see the perfect curves of his ass. The top half of his body was span around and looking at the camera with a cute little smile.

That outfit, it was.... Fucking hot!

It looked like it had been taken in his bedroom.

I stared at his ass, the lower half of his stomach that was on show, oh god, why is he doing this?

Then I realised, there wasn't just the one photo on this email.

I scrolled down a little and another photo came into view.

This time, Carl was facing the camera with his arms stretched into the air. Which just cause his small shirt to ride up, it stopped just below his nipples. But oh god, that body, he was so small, pale and slim. I could even see part of his rib cage as he stretched. I just wanted to go into the picture and touch him, feel his skin against mine.

I scrolled down again and found another photo. His top was completely off in this one and he was bent forwards over his bed. From the angle it was just about hiding enough of his body to make me want more. I could see his entire body was smooth all over, his pale, smooth skin just begged to be touched... maybe even licked.

Then I couldn't take my eyes away from his tight, leather trousers that were cupping his ass cheeks perfectly.

I didn't realise it at first, but not only was I hard as a rock, I was actually pushing my left wrist against it, through my trousers, giving myself a slight bit of pleasure.

Scrolling down further I let out another gasp. He was facing away from the camera and his leather trousers were pulled down about half way down his ass. Although I couldn't see his entire ass, I got to see those pale, plump looking cheeks. Oh god, I was drooling as I saw that.

There were still more photos and I realised I was properly rubbing my cock through my trousers.

When my office door creaked open.

"Hey, you got a sec?" Harriet's soft voice asked and her head popped around the opening door.

Fuck!

In my state of panic I deleted the email and then even deleted it from my deleted folder just to be safe!

Fucking hell, I nearly made myself cum at my desk!

I felt like a nervous, sweaty mess but somehow Harriet didn't seem to pick up on it.

We talked about some meeting coming up and when she left I let out a loud sigh of relief. After a minute or so of calming myself down at the fact that my wife nearly walked in on me, pretty much wanking, at half naked photos of an 18 year old man, I actually clicked on my deleted folder in hope that I didn't properly get rid of it.

No luck, it was gone, goddam it! Wait, why am I so bothered? Fuck sake!

That was it, I needed to sort myself out, I'll splash some water on my face.

I managed to readjust my cock so it wasn't obvious that I was hard and I rushed my way to the bathroom. Once in there I held my face over a sink and cupped some water into my hands before covering my face in it.

Fuck sake, why can't I get him out of my head?

"Need some help?"

I nearly jumped out of my skin as I span around and saw Carl smiling at me, the way he stood, leant to one side and rubbing one of his arms. It was like a cute, childish way to stand but fuck me, he was hot.

"I hope you liked the photos." He whispered, does he seem nervous?

"Carl," I sighed, I actually felt kind of bad for this kid, he was young and probably confused about his sexuality, maybe he just didn't know how to act, "you really shouldn't be sending me photos like that."

"I just, I know you like to watch me," He whispered, rubbing his arm again, "I thought you would like them. I guess I was wrong."

"It's not that I didn't like them." I replied but before I could finish he sprung forward and cut me off.

A bit beaming smile on his face as he got to within an inch of my body.

"I knew you'd like them," He whispered, "The way you stare at me, I knew it."

Oh fuck, he was so close to me, looking at me with those gorgeous eyes.

I went to speak but we both then heard the doorhandle of the bathroom start to open. Before I knew it Carl managed to push me into one cubicle, join me in there and lock the door.

"Carl..." I whispered but then, a soft, gentle finger landed on my lips. It was only to hush me but oh god, the touch of him on my lips almost had my knees weak.

We both heard someone enter the bathroom and even with my state of horniness I glared at Carl, but he was just smiling back at me.

Someone was walking around the bathroom just outside of our cubicle. It was like every hair on my body was on edge, in fear of being caught in here with a young man.

But as Carl kept his single finger on my lip, his other hand slowly reached and I felt him grab my hard cock from outside of my trousers.

An even bigger grin took over the young boys face as he gripped onto the outline of my cock.

What is he doing?! Stop him! Stop him!

I kept shouting that in my head, but I did nothing to stop it.

Carls hand was slowly rubbing up and down my cock from outside of my trousers, at least he was being quiet enough so whoever was in the bathroom couldn't hear a thing. But I did have to fight to keep in a moan.

As he kept stroking me like that, I couldn't help but feel immense pleasure. His finger that was on my mouth slowly started to circle around my lips. Making them drip with his finger tip... fuck, this kid knew what he was doing.

I actually let out a gasp and then the tip of his finger lightly pushed into my open mouth. It was like I wasn't in control of myself, I allowed his finger to come about half way into my mouth and I reactively wrapped my lips around it.

Oooh god, this feels so good!

My tongue pressed against his finger as he kept rubbing up and down my cock, fuck how I wished my trousers weren't in the way.

More footsteps moved outside of the cubicle, the taps turned on and someone washed their hands before finally leaving.

Carl didn't miss a beat, as soon as the door was shut his finger left my mouth and both hands went to my belt buckle.

Is he actually doing this? I thought, but I was helpless to stop him.

In a matter of seconds my belt was undone, along with my zipper.

"I knew you wanted me," Carl whispered, all of his fingertips went underneath my shift and I held his nails lightly press against my stomach, "when I first saw you and I knew you were the guy watching me, I knew it."

Oh fuck, his fingertips running up and down my six pack, I couldn't do anything but let out a heavy breath.

His left hand moved lower and grabbed onto the waist band of my boxers. I had always worn pretty baggy boxers, I knew they were exactly cool but they were comfortable.

I just stared into his deep, blue eyes as he grinned at me. His fingertips brushed down my stomach as if in slow motion. Into my boxers that he held open. I felt him brush against my thick, black, pubic hair and then finally, this young, 18 year old man's hand grabbed around my cock.

"Ooohh." I actually moaned out just from the touch of his small hand wrapping around me.

"I told you," Carl whispered as he stared at me, "I know what I'm doing."

My cock was already leaking with precum and as his hand started to move up and down I felt it spread around with him.

He's actually wanking my cock, fuck but it feels so good!

His left land left my boxers and I felt his grab onto my side, his thumb rubbing up and down the side of my abs as his right hand stroked my cock inside of my trousers.

"You really did like my photos didn't you?" He whispered.

I couldn't even speak, I knew it would just come out as a moan so I just nodded at him.

"They're just my saved photos, wait until I do some especially for you." He told me and squeezed my cock a little harder.

Fuck, fuck, fuck this feels so good.

"Carl," I whispered, but as I expected, it came out as moan, "we shouldn't... we should stop."

But he just tightened his grip on my side and on my cock, wanking me faster and faster.

"Don't you like it?" He whispered.

He moved even closer to me and I could practically feel his body against mine.

"It's not.. ooooh god." I moaned out unable to hide my pleasure.

I let my head tilt back and just closed my eyes. It felt too good to stop, there was no way I was going to let him end this without me cumming.

His hand was like magic, he knew exactly how to please me, stroking me all the way to the base of my cock then up to the tip, squeezing my head and spreading my precum down my shaft.

"That's it," He whispered, god I loved the feel of his hand on my body, "are you going to cum for me?"

"Yes... yes..." I panted out.

"Good," He whispered, "cum for me."

He wanked me faster and faster, my body started to twitch and I couldn't help but let out louder and louder moans.

"Cum for me," He whispered again, "shoot a big, fat load for me... Daddy."

"Ooooh fuuuucck!" I grunted and that was it. My balls tightened and I shot probably the biggest load of my life into my boxers.

Carl never slowed down on stroking the entire length of my cock and I shot rope after rope of hot, thick cum over and over.

"Ooooh god." I moaned again as every time I shot a loud of cum my body twitched.

Carls grip on my side had tightened and he started to slow down stroking my cock. Every time he reached the head he squeezed it, like he wanted to get every last drop of cum from my balls.