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I recently started a new job. I came on board as the second person in the shipping/receiving department. It was great, just me and another guy named Hunter. He's a pretty quiet guy, but we got along well. A few weeks into working there, he started to relax around me more and became more talkative. By my fourth week, I would almost swear he was flirting with me, but very subtle. The company we worked for, is only open Monday through Friday, which is great. Nothing like weekends off. One week, about midway through the week, Hunter approached me just after I got back from lunch. He informed me that we were so far behind that we needed to work this coming Saturday, and asked if I could work. I let him know that I had no plans and I'd be there.

I arrived early Saturday morning and waited in the parking lot for Hunter. He pulled in about five minutes later. He opened up the warehouse and turned on the lights.

"Who else is working today?" I asked as we booted up the computers.

"Nobody but us." He replied.

He turned on some music and we got busy on receiving our back log of packages. This was our busy time of the year, and we were definitely behind. We busted our tails and knocked out a ton of work before lunch. We made some small talk as we worked. We ordered a pizza so we could work straight through. We broke just long enough to eat our pizza and we got back to work.

By five that afternoon we were almost done, just a few left to go. Hunter seemed to be flirting even more than usual by the end of the day. He spoke about a girlfriend quite often, which confused me more about his flirting. And he knew I had a girlfriend. Maybe I was mistaken. I did find myself kind of checking him out that evening as he flirted though for some reason.

I turned around from my work, to almost bump in to him as he was bent over picking up one of the last packages we had. His tan cargo shorts had slipped down, the waistband of his boxers exposed. His shirt riding up, showing his tan skin above his waist band. Why was I looking? I was inches away from him.

"Damn man, that was close!" I said, and chuckled as I stood behind him.

He turned, still bent over, looking up at me.

"No worries bro. Hell, I might like a little attention back there." He replied, and laughed.

Again, I would swear he was flirting with me. That was a pretty clear statement he just made. He looked back to what he was doing, still bent over, his ass teasing me. I looked back at the waistband of his boxers and his tan skin. There was no need for him to be bent over for this amount of time. Clearly he was posing. But what should I do? I'd experimented with a guy a few times, but that was years ago. And I had a girlfriend. And so did Hunter.

Staring at Hunters ass had made my dick start to sell in my shorts, so maybe that was the answer I was looking for. I took a step forward, almost touching Hunters ass now. I hesitated, then put my hands up and placed them on Hunters waist. He never even flinched, so apparently my instincts on the signals he had been sending were correct. I stepped forward again, this time my cock pressing against his ass, pulling him to me by his waist.

"Man, I thought you'd never pick up on the hints I was throwing around!" He stated, still bent over.

"I was pretty sure, but just didn't know for sure. It would've went bad if I was wrong!" I replied.

My hands went around Hunters waist, under his shirt, his stomach warm to my touch. My hands both slid down, landing on his dick, which was hard already. My hands rubbing it through the material of his shorts. He moaned lowly as I massaged him. My hard dick still pressed against his ass.

He stood up, pulling his shirt off as I continued to rub his dick and massage his balls through his shorts. I ran my hands up his bare stomach, massaging his pecs and working his nipples. I stopped long enough to pull my shirt off and toss it on the boxes with his. My bare chest pressed against his bare back, I wrapped my arms back around him, massaging his chest, down his stomach, landing at his waist. I undid thr button on his shorts, then eased the zipper down. His shorts were loose, and dropped to the floor. He stepped out of them. I hooked the elastic of his boxer shorts, and slid them down. His hard dick sprang past the waist band as it passed. He stepped out of those as well.

He turned to face me now, his hard dick pointing up at me. He had just a small trimmed patch of dark hair above it, and a gentle trail up to his belly button. His dick was very nice, about seven inches, and he was cut. His balls were pulled up close to him, neatly shaved.

He reached down and followed my lead. He unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts, only to find I was wearing no underwear. My hard dick exposed as soon as my shorts were opened up. He helped them down, and I stepped out of them. I was slightly hairier than him, but still neatly trimmed. I'm right at seven inches as well, with bigger balls than him that hung lower.

He looked me up and down, and I did the same to him. He stepped to me and we pressed together, our warm bodies touching. Our hard dicks pressed against each other. He reached around me and put a hand on each of my ass cheeks and gave them a squeeze, pulling me closer to him.

He slid down me, hitting his knees in front of me. Eye level with my dick, his hands still on my ass.

He never hesitated, just slid my dick right into his mouth, taking it all the way in. He started working it in and out, moaning against it as he did. He pulled one hand off my ass, and brought it around to rub my balls as he sucked my dick.

He pulled his mouth off of my dick, and stood up again. I turned him around, and pushed him over at the waist, his hands resting back on the box he had been working on. I used both hands on his waist again, pulling him to me, my hard dick pressing against his ass, skin to skin.

I Rubbed my dick up and down his ass, spreading my pre cum around as a lubricant. I pulled one hand off his waist and used it to guide my dick to his asshole. I rubbed the head of it around the hole, spreading some more pre cum. I lined up the head with his hole and gently pushed, slowly at first.

Hunter yelled out as the edge of my head pushed into his tight ass. He squirmed, but pushed back. I eased in slowly. It almost hurt my dick, he was so tight. I'm sure it was hurting him. Hunter moaned and vocalized his pain as I kept easing in. Never once did he try to pull away or stop me.

I finally made it all the way in, and held it there, flexing my dick in his ass. He moaned out as I did, his head dropping down to the box.

I pulled back out slowly, leaving just the tip in, then easing back in slowly again, but faster than the first push. Hunter moaned with pleasure as I pushed back in. He was clearly enjoying this. It was feeling good for me now, since he was loosening up. It was too tight the first push, and I was afraid I wouldn't enjoy it.

I started regular rhythm, out until just the tip was left, then all the way back in. Getting a good steady speed going, both hands on his waist, pulling him to me as I went in. He was moaning and verbalizing his enjoyment with every thrust.

I ran one hand around to the front of his waist, down to his rock hard dick. It was dripping with pre cum, my hand soaked as I gripped it. I started stroking his dick as I kept pumping into his ass.

Hunter yelled out with pleasure as I stroked his dick. I couldn't go much longer, I knew I'd be cumming soon. I sped up my rhythm as I neared the finish line. I gripped Hunters dick tighter, stroking it almost violently as I slammed my dick in as hard as I could, my balls slapping against him.

My thrusts against Hunters prostate and my hand working his dick put him over the edge quickly. As I stroked him, he shot a huge load against the box he was bent over. He shot with such force I heard it hit the box. I kept up my thrusts, as I stroked the last drop from him. His dick went limp as I pulled my hand off of it and put it back on his waist. I gripped his waist tight, slamming in as hard as I could, pulling his waist to me, as I started to empty my balls into his ass. The first shot was not much, but the second made me tremble and almost took me to my knees. I pulled out slightly, then thrust again, firing every drop I had into his ass. I pulled him tight to me as the last blast went in. I held him there as my dick went limp inside him.

I pulled my limp dick out, watching cum run out of his ass as the hole closed back up.

Hunter collapsed to the floor, laying on his back, his limp cum covered cock laying against his leg. I laid down next to him, equally messy. We both laid there, breathing heavy, not speaking.

We cleaned up and got dressed. It was late and we needed to get out of the building. We both had girlfriends, but we learned that day we were looking for a little more too.

We spend a lot of Saturdays at work "catching up" now.