Stv & Ian

Ian had worked for Stephen going on 6 years now. He started as Stephen’s assistant when the business was brand new. Stephen was dedicated to his work, and spent nearly every waking moment cultivating it and now it was starting to pay dividends, but at a price. The company had grown fast and Stephen hadn’t prepared himself for the stresses. One afternoon Ian went into Stephen’s office for a routine daily report of messages, phone calls to be made, bills to be paid, etc. Ian found Stephen with his head back staring at the ceiling, looking overwhelmed. "I haven’t had a life in over 6 years," Stephen confided, "I feel like I’ve never left this desk, I haven’t had a date since high school, it seems." Ian, always there to pick up Stephen when he needed it, whirled him around in his high backed chair, leaned him on the desktop and massaged Stephen’s shoulders. Stephen fell asleep, yet his muscles were still tight and bunched up. Ian knew just the cure. Slipping under Stephen’s desk, Ian slowly unzipped Stephen’s pants. He knew he wouldn’t have to fish around for long, it was a well discussed rumor that Stephen was hung. Stephen never budged while Ian unleashed his dick. Ian sucked on the head of Stephen’s enormous cock until it started to get hard and the harder it got the more amazed Ian was by how big it really was. Stephen finally began to stir, though Ian wasn’t sure if he was fully awake yet. Ian continued to suck Stephen’s cock, taking it as deep in his throat as nature would allow. Slowly, Stephen’s hips began to force himself deeper down Ian, and deeper, then deeper. Ian massaged Stephen’s balls and relished in this now come to life fantasy. He’d always wanted to suck Stephen off, and now he was doing just that. Stephen was notably more relaxed as he started to slow fuck the back of Ian’s throat. The rhythm was perfect, the pace maddening for both men. Ian wanted to suck Stephen dry, wanted to swallow every drop of jiz Stephen could blow his way. But, he’d be patient, afterall he’d waited 6 years and who knew how much longer he’d have to wait before getting another taste? Stephen barely made a sound, but his movements spoke volumes. Ian knew Stephen was enjoying it, what little of Stephen’s body Ian could see was visibly more relaxed. Ian bobbed back slowly, then took the length of Stephen’s shaft hard and deep, and continued this for what seemed an eternity. Intermittently he’d tease the tip of Stephen’s throbbing dick with his tongue, then bury it deep down his throat once again. Then, he could taste it, the sweet juice he’d longed for. Stephen was getting ready to come. Ian squeezed Stephen’s balls gently, then tighter, and firmer. He wanted every last drop. He orally rode Stephen’s cock a little faster now, hungry for the full load. And a full load Ian did get. Stephen started spurting loads and loads of jism as Ian greedily sucked for more. Savoring every swallow Ian didn’t let one drop go to waste. Ian kept Stephen in his mouth until he was sure there was nothing left to take. Then, he gently put Stephen back together, zipping him up and slipping out from under the desk. Stephen was still asleep! Ian didn’t mind, he got what he wanted and quietly left Stephen to his slumber. About an hour later, Stephen buzzed him. "Better extend our daily meetings to two hours from now on," Stephen didn’t wait for a reply.