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When I met Magnus I thought he had less charm than a speed bump. For the first month, after he was contracted on a freelance basis to take care of our computer needs, I believed he was a total prick. His only redeeming quality was that he was unbelievably good at what he did and our computer problems were sorted out in no time. When you are good at what you do, eccentricities will always be overlooked.
Magnus was not the world’s most attractive man, but he wasn’t butt-ugly either. He was a solid six-foot tall man, and appeared super straight. His clothing appeared to belong to a bygone era and whoever was responsible for his hairstyle, should have been placed before a firing squad.
Magnus was in a partnership with his brother Arno, who also visited our company from time to time. Regrettably, Arno very seldom did so, which was a real pity because he was the good-looking brother. Predictably, he also shared his brother’s poor dress sense.
Magnus also had one additional cross to bear, because two years before he had lost his left leg after a motor accident. The amputation took place halfway up the left femur. He made use of squeaky crutches, which always made his presence in the building very apparent. Wondering why he didn’t have a prosthetic leg, his brother explained that prosthetics always work better from the knee down, and that Magnus simply couldn’t deal with all the travails it took to acclimatize to a prosthetic limb. .
Magnus generally spent Monday afternoons at our offices, apart from occasionally popping in at other times, if and when an emergency arose.
Late on a Monday afternoon, the owner of the company asked me if I would stay late and lockup the business, because Magnus had not yet finished his work. This was no problem for me as I only lived five minutes away from work and therefore didn’t have to endure the hectic afternoon traffic on a daily basis, which all the poor sods I worked with had to.
Upon preparing a cup of coffee, once everyone had left work, Magnus passed by me on the way to the restroom, which was located next to the kitchen area. Seconds later, I heard a commotion coming from the ablution area. I ran there as quickly as possible to find Magnus lying on the ground in front of the two urinals. He seemed fairly shaken up as I helped him up. He also had a small damp patch in front of his trousers.
“I really need to piss badly buddy, can you help me out?” Magus pleaded, as I propped him up against the wall next to the left urinal, before placing his right arm around my shoulder.
“Sure, no problem at all Magnus,” I replied.
“Sorry to do this to you,” he said shakily, as I undid his belt.
When his trousers flopped down after I unzipped him, I pulled the front of his scants down revealing a totally magnificent uncut cock. It was fat and floppy. After taking hold of it in my hand I told him to let rip.
“Jeez, thank you, buddy. What a relief. Thanks, buddy, I really appreciate this, buddy,” he kept intoning.
As the tension drained from his body, I was overcome with lust as I became aware of his strong manly odour. Once his steady stream began to dwindle, he repositioned his right arm and began squeezing my shoulder with his hand.
Next, after pulling his foreskin back I commenced flicking his knob to release the last few drops. I then closed his foreskin again and massaged the last moisture out of his hood between my thumb and first finger. Magnus’ cock began stiffening as I did so, before becoming fully erect. As I looked up into his eyes he had a pleading look on his face.
“I never have sex anymore, buddy. Since I lost my leg my wife finds me repulsive,” Magnus uttered, piteously. “Please don’t stop what you are doing, because it’s the most exciting thing that has happened to me in years.”
After turning his body and pushing his back up against the wall, I then bent down and retrieved one his crutches. Once Magnus had stabilized himself with the crutch under his right armpit, I got to my knees before him. As I began gobbling on his dick his crotch odour further aroused my horniness. The cries he began uttering as I did so were mindboggling.
“Ah, aah, aaah… Jesus… Fuck… Shit…Nobody has ever done this to me before… Aaaaaah,” Magnus babbled lustfully.
Next, I gripped his butt cheeks in my hands and force-fed his cock down my throat as I pulled his hips into my face. He kept stammering horny gasps as his body shuddered with pleasure. Quivering like jelly, Magnus unloaded what felt like a lifetime of frustrated spunk down my throat.
When I got up off my knees and pushed my body up against him. I was hoping that he would kiss me but it was apparent that he had no such plan. We just stood there for a while with him whimpering, “Thank you,” over and over again.
After leaving the toilet Magnus finished up with his work before we departed for our respective homes.
Fearing that he may have ‘homosexual remorse’ and avoid me after our incident, I was surprised to find that Magnus was quite cordial towards me during his visits over the following few weeks.
Unfortunately, when he needed to work late on the following several Mondays, the owner of the business was always on hand to do the necessary locking up.
Two months later, however, I was delighted when I was asked to stay late for Magnus once again. A half an hour after everyone had left I heard his squeaky crutches approaching my office. Smiling impishly in my doorway he said that he needed to use the toilet. Naturally, I followed.
As he took up station at the same urinal we followed the same procedure as before. Rising up after sucking his knob for a short while, I suggested that we move into one of the stalls and get more comfortable.
After both stripping and with our clothes hanging behind the door, Magnus sat down on the toilet seat. I again knelt before him and started sucking him off once more.
Next, looking up at him I said, “I want you to fuck me properly.”
Magnus seemed a little perplexed at first, but then after shrugging gingerly answered, “Sure buddy, why not.”
Straddling him I placed his cock at my hole before sliding down very slowly.
Magnus now became very excited and commenced a horny refrain, “Fuck buddy this feels good, swallow my knob buddy, fuck yeah, swallow my fucking dick… buddy.”
Impatiently he began pulling my body down onto him while thrusting upwards. “Ride me, buddy, ride my fucking knob, fuck yeah, fuck yeah,” he intoned.
I began mashing my hips like a Latin dance champion. Magnus was practically convulsing with pleasure with his mouth hanging open. “Yes buddy, milk my fucking knob, oh fuck yeah buddy,” he kept repeating.
When I moved my head forward later he turned his head to the side.
Gripping his head I said, “You are fucking my arse, the least you can do is kiss me.”
Next, after locking lips with him I did not relent as my tongue prised his lips apart. Soon we were locked in a mutual oral embrace. Once his initial reluctance gave way, he wholeheartedly reciprocated and we began snogging like randy teenagers.
With our arms clamped around one another and my arse doing a salsa on his dick, we lustfully committed to our mutual pleasure. His glorious masculine odour again cocooned our blissful unity as we stampeded ever onwards, grunting and groaning.
“I am getting very close, buddy,” he said, before I hopped off to receive his load orally. An abundance of protein again nourished my mouth, as he sprayed jets of cum with his hands clamped on my head. I gave him a thorough cleaning afterward, with him mewing like a kitten.
A half an hour later when we were leaving the building, I suggested, “Follow me in your car, I want to show you something.”
He looked somewhat puzzled, before shrugging a ‘what the fuck’ gesture.
We then drove the short distance to my cottage and once there, I showed him my apartment. I next placed a small gate remote in his hand and explained; “Now you now know where I live and have access, let’s not wait so long again.”
Looking at the remote he smiled, before saying, “It’s a good thing that I have so many clients in this area.”
With a naughty smile, I retorted, “You can bring your brother along, if you like.”
“I doubt that he would join in the fun.” Then after a short reflection he resumed, “Mind you, his wife is such a stuck-up bitch that I doubt whether he ever gets a decent fuck. Maybe I should have a chat with him,” he concluded, with a giggle.
As Magnus exited the gate with his own remote, I stood watching him with a smile on my face.
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