“Oh and Joshua. I think there is a representative from the new vending company I told you about. There should be a new machine installed today and if it is not in by three o’clock today, please cancel the order. I’ve been waiting for a week and I refuse to wait any longer. Don’t you agree?” Ms. Griswold, Joshua’s boss, asked.
Joshua knew better than to disagree with the older woman. He nodded like the good secretary that he was and smiled complacently. He figured a smile at about 85% should do the trick to make her be on her way to the lunch meeting with her prospective client. “Yes, Ms. Griswold,” he looked up and showed his teeth semi brightly because she hated over brightly.
“Good Joshua. I’ll be expecting a call at three o’clock from you. Good afternoon,” she turned with her nose upturned in the air and clicked her high heels on the tiled floors as she left the room. Joshua waited until he heard the elevator doors close and sighed out loud.
Ms. Ursula Griswold was the head of a top advertising company and she ruled it with a velvet covered iron fist. That was one of the things that appealed to Joshua among the other perks the lucrative secretarial position held. He was head executive assistant and it was great. He learned so much from Ms. Griswold.
But he also learned that it didn’t leave much time for a life outside of work. He hadn’t gotten any action, gropes, blown kisses or even so much as a wink in the last six months and it was beginning to get to him.
He blew out his breath and rested his curl-tousled head on his desk on folded arms. It was directly outside Ms. Griswold’s office and in front of the elevators. But he loved it when the older woman left cause he could actually try to relax from filing, typing, taking shorthand, and basically being her personal monkey.
Well her monkey needed dick and/or ass. He’s not too choosy either one would be fine. He’d love some nice, attractive, thick, juicy meat, oozing with succulent precum attached to an equally attractive man. Joshua shuddered, as he played out his fantasy in his dick & ass-deprived mind.
He closed his eyes and grunted…just a little. Though he was the only one on the floor, you never knew who would show up in the elevators. It wasn’t like Joshua carried on like that when Ms. Griswold left. It’s just that his libido was in need of some grave attention.
The secretary couldn’t stop imagining tight, greased cheeks in his mind. They were bent over and begging to be filled. And judging by the massive tent in Joshua’s pinstriped dress pants, he had the tool to fill those lovely buns. “You want Daddy to stick it to your buns? Huh? You want some sticky buns? Daddy has got the juice.” He sneaked a hand to his pants and began to unzip his zipper.
And that was when the elevator dinged.
Joshua looked like a deer caught in headlights as he looked forward to the elevator doors. Instead of a person greeting his eyesight, all he saw was a big black vending machine. He quickly put his naughty hand away from his fly and looked to see the empty vending machine move closer to him and farther from the elevators.
Joshua sat there with a confused look on his face as he watched the machine come in close proximity. Why is there a vending machine here? Think Josh, think, he thought to himself and then it hit him. The vending machine man…woman…person, uh filler was supposed to be there today.
He was so caught up in what was under his black and cream pinstriped dress pants that he forgot about the delivery of the new snack machine. Whoever was behind the two-wheeled lift kept pushing towards the secretary’s desk without looking out from behind it. “Hello?” He asked in an unsure voice. All he got as a reply was some whistling. Granted it was a great rendition of Pink’s “Get The Party Started” but the person did not greet back.
The person miraculously missed bumping into Joshua’s desk and rested the empty machine upright. The whistler moved from behind the machine to in front of Joshua and the brunette nearly swallowed his tongue.
“I totally love that song,” the man greeted the secretary. He had a baby pink t-shirt and tan cargo shorts on which showcased his scrawny chicken legs, his feet adorned in dirty tan Timberland boots. Not to mention that it was forty-nine degrees outside and the beginning of winter was quickly approaching, the man was definitely inappropriately dressed.
Joshua nodded his head as he took in the carefree man. “Yeah it’s great.” He looked the man up and down taking his time on the bulge pronounced in front. Oh yeah, Daddy likey, Daddy likey lots. From the top of his slightly curly hair down to his dirty boot clad feet, this man was a great package.
“I know, dude. It’s like my life’s mantra. Totally philosophical of her, don’t you think?” The vending machine hottie asked.
Joshua mentally frowned. Who in the hell thought that Pink was philosophic? Other than this gorgeous but not all-together man? “Um.” How in the hell to answer that? “Its theme is thought provoking.” Like when is this song going to be over kind of thoughts, he thought darkly.
“See. You like totally caught onto the inner vibe.” He smiled brightly and held out a proffered hand. “I’m Justin Timberlake, your service dude from Snacky Cakes Inc. Put it there, dude.” Joshua definitely took his hand and marveled with the firm grip. Damn blue eyes and a firm grip…Josh did a mental slurp as he smiled.
“I’m Joshua Chasez.” Joshua held onto Justin’s hand for a few seconds too long and Justin didn’t seem to mind. In fact his goateed face kept its sunny smile and Joshua wanted nothing more than to throw Justin onto the ground and fuck him…maybe with a gag.
“You’re like the boss dude?” He tilted his head to look Joshua over. Joshua smoothed his hand over his cream shirt and down his torso until he dragged his hand over his open fly and remembered what he was doing before the sexy Justin showed up.
“No,” he smiled and zoomed in on the bulge as he tried to zip himself up discreetly. Perve! Perve! Pervert, resounded in his head but he just couldn’t help it. “I’m boss’s executive assistant.”
Justin nodded his head sagely and plainly stated, “Secretary.”
Joshua rolled his eyes, shook his head and corrected the handsome man. “Executive assistant.”
Justin held out his hands in a peaceful gesture. “No need to get your feathers ruffled, dude. You say to-may-to. I say to-mot-o. All is Egg Foo Young in my wok.”
“What?” Joshua couldn’t help but ask.
“My wok,” he explained.
“What about it?” Joshua asked after receiving a full minute’s silence.
“Oh like duh you totally wouldn’t understand. My wok is like my karma. Everything is like Chi. I don’t sweat it, you know?” He winked and placed his hands into his pockets, rocking on the balls of his feet like he just figured a chemical equation.
Okay so Justin was beauty with no brains. Joshua could still dig that. “Right. You’re here to install the machine.” He’d wonder about his sanity later.
“You nailed it on the head, Josh.” Justin even went out so far as to demonstrate nailing an imaginary nail in the middle of his head. “I got the boxes of the most excellent of snacks in my van.”
“Great.” Joshua clapped his hands once and stood. He just had to get an even closer close up of this man. He thanked God that he wore his shirt outside his pants and that the shirttails covered his bulge because with Justin in front of him, it wasn’t likely to be going down anytime soon. “I’ll just show you where it should be set up.” Joshua slid himself directly in front of Justin and almost moaned from smelling Justin’s delicious cologne.
“That’s most excellent.” He was oblivious to the leering glances. He lived for delivering his vending machines and its products, spreading the love of snacks across the county. He turned to go back behind the handle of the cart and Joshua’s eyes were glued to the other man’s backside.
He wanted that. He wanted first, second, third and tenth scoops of that sexy ass. “Down boy,” Joshua whispered to himself. He was so close to barking in his horniness as he throbbed below. Justin went back to whistling the same song and bobbing his head to the beat. His eyes were wide open, ready to follow Joshua’s lead.
Joshua led him back to the elevators but made a right to the employee lounge. He twitched his ass just in case Justin looked out from behind the machine. If Justin nibbled at Joshua’s bait, the brunette will gladly reel him in.
The room was empty and not too big. There was a long oak table in the middle with chairs surrounding it, two long sofas, a stereo and a Pepsi machine. “Cool. Pepsi. It’s most awesome. I mean Coke is totally cool but like Pepsi is preferred. Their commercials are funny too. Sometimes they’re even epic. Ever caught one?”
Joshua tuned the man out after he said “Cool. Pepsi.” Not that he didn’t like hearing Justin speak cause he did like it. Those pink lips moving and straining to open and close did wonders to his libido. It was the words coming out of the mouth that just messed it up. “Come again?”
“Pepsi commercials dude. They are like epic funny dude.”
Even with shit like that, Justin was still hot. “I’ve never really paid much attention to them but I think I will now. Ms. Griswold, my boss, wants the machine to be set up right next to Pepsi machine.”
“She’s a smart cookie,” Justin said as he made a cookie shape in the air to signify his point. Joshua looked up in the air silently to question God silently.
“That she is. If you need anything and I mean,” he lowered his voice, “Anything. You let me know. I’ll be just outside, right by my desk.”
“You are one top notch dude,” he smiled and nodded appreciatively. Before Joshua could wipe the goofy grin off his face, Justin bent over in search out the electrical outlet, the morsel of an ass pushed in the air. Joshua had to stuff his closed fist into his mouth and hightail it out of there before he self-combusted.
He walked slowly to desk because his privates were full with need, in dire need of the vending machine filler. He thought lovely, wicked thoughts of a naked Justin spread eagle on the employee lounge carpet when the man happily walked out of the room.
“Dude!” He cheerfully greeted. Joshua smiled anxiously back. “I’m going to get those awesome snacks. You sit tight.” He gleefully jabbed the elevator call button and jauntily stepped in when it arrived. Joshua decided to ‘spruce up’ a bit before Justin came back.
When he came back, his cart was filled with brown cardboard boxes. “These snacks are totally grand. Definite munchies squashers.” He continued to bop his head to a beat that only Justin could hear.
“Great,” the secretary drawled. He had hoped that Justin would have noticed that he got rid of his suit jacket and tie. Plus he also unbuttoned a few shirt buttons but talking about “munchies” worked too. Joshua moved like a big cat that found its unsuspecting dinner, slowly, knowingly toward Justin. “Do you need any help with those snack boxes?”
Justin scrunched his face to think about it and then smiled wide. “Dude! Sure. This is so like what my horoscope said today.”
He stood in front of the vending machine filler. “Opening boxes with an executive assistant?” Joshua was seriously wondering about the sexy boy’s sanity. He just smiled and waited for Justin’s answer.
Chuckling was what Justin did after hearing Joshua’s question. “No dude. There wasn’t anything in there about secretaries.” Joshua dropped his smile. “It was talking about getting help from unexpected places.”
“Oh. Well let’s get to unpacking shall we?” Joshua wanted nothing more than to see Justin bend over to pick up packages and stretch that lovely torso putting chip bags away. Joshua licked his lips at the thought.
But this time Justin caught the gesture. “It’s the power of these ultimate snacks, Josh. It’s okay cause I can’t help but to succumb to its almighty power.” And Justin made a hand gesture for the snacks’ power in the shape of a wriggling triangle. “Let’s get these babies inside their temporary new home, ultimately to happy tum tums.”
He actually said “tum tums” and Joshua could not find this man any less attractive. He’d fuck him. He wanted to fuck him badly. Joshua followed the other man into employee lounge and closed the door. It was officially his lunch hour and he planned to put it to great use. He’d wrangle a phone number or kiss or if the sex gods permitted…a grope and heavy petting.
“Dude aren’t the employees going to come for drinks and the newly christened snacks?” Justin set the stacked boxes next to the Pepsi machine. He held a box and worked on getting it open.
“Oh no. This lounge is new. My boss hasn’t opened it to the masses below,” Joshua smiled as he bent over the box and tried to pull off the packaging tape. Maybe that will get Mr. Wok going.
“Cool. So like you’re the first one to use this room then?” Justin ripped open a box from behind.
Joshua quickly popped back up and was dismayed to not find Justin’s eyes stuck on his ass. He worked out five days a week on his ass. He had buns of steel thank you very much. “Yeah.”
“Totally awesome. We must partake of some snacks to truly christen the vending machine.” Justin smiled as he grabbed bags of Doritos and opened the front of the vending machine.
“Right,” Joshua said sullenly and grabbed a couple of granola bars from the box he opened. He stood next to Justin and watched as he placed the bags in a row. “Do you think you have the art down?”
What was so hard? “Yeah. Can I put them anywhere?” Joshua knew he was in Justin’s personal space but Justin didn’t seem to mind. He pressed his side against Justin’s as they stood in front of the opened machine.
“Totally. Give Sally some ambience.” Justin turned away to open another box but he did bump into Joshua’s tensed body and Joshua had to do a mental squeal. It was sad, so very sad.
“Sally?” He squinted.
“The machine.” He touched its side reverently. “I tend to name them to go with their personalities. She looks like a Sally don’t you think?” He looked at Joshua to hear his answer.
Joshua decided to take a chapter from Justin’s book. It was either lose getting a chance with him or get some. And with Justin looking like he did, it was getting some. “Totally.”
The two continued to open boxes and fill the machine. They talked as they packed with Justin doing more of the ‘prophetic’ talking and Joshua listening and trying to capture the full of extent of Justin’s vibe.
They filled Sally and Joshua was mental sighing. He did not get anywhere with Justin. In fact, the only thing he got was harder and more confused. He stretched his torso to accentuate his ass too many times to count just for Justin’s benefit and Justin did not bite. How many times did he have to flip his curly hair and agree with Justin’s wild views before he got anything even remotely sexual from the man?
“Isn’t she a beaut? She’s stacked, dude.” Justin, of course, made stacking motions with his arms and chest.
“Yeah,” the secretary looked to the floor trying to come up with another tactic to hooking Justin. Joshua did not think that there was anyway in hell Justin was straight. The signs were there damn it.
“Josh? You know what else my horoscope said?” Justin stacked the last of the boxes on top of each other with his back to Joshua.
“No what else did it say?” Joshua looked at the front of the machine, at all of the snacks in neat rows. He was waiting to hear something about moo shu pork being at Zen in Justin’s wok or something else over the top.
“It said to also be on the lookout for new love prospects,” Justin said nonchalantly.
“Uh huh.” Great, now he had to hear about others being Justin’s potential love interest. It wouldn’t surprise him if Justin started waxing poetic on Sally’s stacks.
“So why don’t you flip that lock dude and c’mon over here.”
Joshua nodded his head not really getting what Justin was saying until he let in settle in his head and then he wildly turned to the other man. “What?”
“You unbutton those buttons for me, right? I mean you totally are at one with your wok and you’re hot. Been wanting to touch you when you watched my bulge, dude.”
At any other moment in time, Joshua would have thrown a mini fit about Justin prolonging their hooking up but this was just not the time. “Gimme one second.” He jetted to the door and locked it. He turned and gave Justin his patented ‘I’m so sexy’ stare as he prowled to the now shirtless Justin. “Wow.” Joshua spit his reaction out but he couldn’t really tell if it was from Justin moving so fast or the sight of the impressive chest.
Justin pushed down his shorts and Joshua yelped when he noticed Justin went commando and the bulge he spotted was impressive. “Oh yeah dude. You got me so pumped. Now let me see that sexy bod.”
Joshua moved his hands to unbutton the rest of buttons but Justin held his hands up. “Wait. How about you strip? Don’t worry about the music dude. I got it covered,” he winked happily and then broke out with his whistled “Get The Party Started”. He snapped his fingers to the beat and shimmied his ass.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Joshua muttered to himself. He looked to the swaying full dick and remembered why he was doing what he was going to do. He swayed his hips to the beat and unbuttoned his buttons.
“Add some ass wiggles, dude.” Josh complied. “Aw man this is great.” Justin continued to whistle, not missing a beat.
“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” Josh complained to himself as he threw his shirt Justin’s way. Justin started to smack his own ass and gestured for Josh to remove his pants as he continued to whistle enthusiastically.
“Get the party started,” Justin growled out huskily with heavy lidded eyes. He began to stroke himself and toot a note when he brought his hand to his dribbling head.
Joshua finally got his too tight pants on the floor and was down to his neon green French cut bikini briefs. Justin walked over to smack Josh’s brief covered ass and pulled the underwear away from Josh’s hips. He took his time peeling the fabric from his damp crotch. This was too much for Joshua. It was like the other man’s fingers put his body into overload.
Rushing forward and placing his distended nipples against Justin’s, Josh rubbed against his moist skin and kissed the lips he has been anxious to kiss. Those lips tasted oddly like honey buns and Josh was sure Justin had one recently. But this way of tasting it was much more fun.
Justin pulled away with a loud wet smack and bent down to pull Josh’s briefs off all the way. Justin breathed over Joshua’s erection and placed his mouth over the pulsing member. He licked long swipes three times, playfully nipped the turgid flesh and stood back up to face the executive assistant. “Fuck me dude,” he said with a bright smile.
Joshua had his eyes closed in pleasure, opened in shock and now they looked filled with lust. “Are you sure?” He held onto Justin and prayed he wouldn’t say no cause Joshua wasn’t sure he could actually let him go.
“Oh totally. I even got a condom from my van to prove it,” he told Joshua glibly. “It’s in my pocket.” He pulled away to go to his balled up shorts on the floor and Joshua couldn’t help but wriggle in anticipation a bit.
Damn he had it planned out. The fucker, Joshua thought. “Good. You go get it and then face Sally with your legs spread.” Well, Josh had plans for him.
Justin stopped moving at hearing that. “Dude, not in front of Sally. I mean it might like scar her. How about the table Josh? I’d totally spread my legs up there.”
The state of mind Josh was in he didn’t even register the Sally comment. “Well get on there.” He needed to come pronto, he had months of celibacy to get rid of. Ass and tight, juicy walls was the only thing on his brain. He almost ran to the table when Justin laid flat on his back with his knees propped open, feet flat on the wood and his cheeks spread. Josh stood in between the open legs.
“Sweet. Condom, dude.” Justin held up the package and Joshua snatched it. He was so fired up he couldn’t get the damn packet open. Thankfully, Justin opened it with calm hands.
“Thank you.” He exclaimed with baited breath. He slid the lubricated condom over his heated rock hard shaft and groaned. “Thank you,” he cried breathlessly. “Thank you, thank you, thank you.” Justin, with some of the lube from the rubber stretched his own opening while watching Joshua’s eyes roll in the back of his head, muttering his “thank yous”.
“This is most excellent,” Justin whispered dreamily as he added another finger to penetrate his anus. “Josh dude, bring it on home.” He was ready for penetration. Joshua was still mumbling his thank yous not fully grasping what was under him. Justin chuckled and wrapped his chicken legs around Joshua’s thin waist. “Josh?”
“Thank you,” he whispered with his eyes still closed.
“Dude?” Justin tilted his head upward to get a better look at his almost lover.
“Thank you,” he whimpered, to himself or Justin was not certain but the blonde man decided not to waste any more time. He wrapped his hand over the rubber-covered dick and that made Joshua’s eyes open.
“Cool. Your eyes are bitchin’. But could you like push in cause I’m at maximum horny and it feels like you are too dude.” Justin placed the head at his entrance and thankfully Joshua got his mind focused and pushed his was slowly in. He let out a long, satisfied groan and Justin moaned a loud “Awesome”.
Joshua grunted and moved his hips trying to find and set a pace because all he really wanted to do was drive into the tight walls like mad. But he wanted it to be pleasurable for Justin as well. “Am I hurting you?”
Justin grunted and sighed. “That’s a negative, Josh. Give me what you got. I can take it.” His dick rubbed against Josh’s pelvis and he was riding the sensation. He wrapped his arms around Joshua as well to bring the man closer.
Justin and Joshua sweated as they grinded. Justin was pushing his hips upward to catch Joshua’s intense thrusts. Joshua tried to be considerate but the heat and the vacuum like heat and just…it had been so long, he needed to take and burst like a rocket. He speeded up even more, rendering Justin speechless and all the blonde could do was grunt breathlessly.
“Fucking.” Joshua pushed his way all the way inside Justin’s inner walls and then pulled all the way out. He knew he was not going to last any longer.
Justin squeaked.
Joshua smiled at hearing the sound. He pushed in from a different angle and breathed out, “Awesome.” Justin tightened around him like a well-clenched fist and Joshua exploded into the condom, roaring his head off. He plopped his face down in Justin’s sweaty chest to try and catch his breath. When he finally caught enough wind to register the blonde underneath him, he felt Justin’s member poking him in his gut. “I’ll take care of that, Justin,” he purred.
Justin nodded his head but it wasn’t as if Joshua even saw him. The man pulled his spent meat out of the delicious ass and kneeled on the floor, making Justin’s erection eye level. Justin opened his mouth and a squawk was emitted. Joshua closed his mouth over the angry red head and sucked his way down to the base. Once the brunette wrapped his tongue around the thick pole, Justin came with his mouth wide open. He spewed his cum in Joshua’s mouth as all of his breath left his.
They laid there, Joshua rested on top of the other man and the two just laid there with the most fantastic thoughts swirling in their sated heads.
Justin finally caught his breath and had to share his joy. “Like that was the best sex ever. It’s just like what my horoscope said today.”
Joshua licked the man’s sweaty forehead. “About meeting a new love?”
“Totally. Cause life is like a vending machine, you never know which one you’re going to get.” Justin surged his mouth forward to do a tongue trick that Joshua was more than happy to receive.
Joshua paused in answering as he contemplated what his new lover said. Not only was that a poor Forrest Gump rip off, it made no sense. “Justin,” he started slowly. “You make the choice of what you want to get from a vending machine. So you’d know what you’re getting from it.”
“Yeah but no. Cause like it’s life’s vending machine and whatever you put in is like going to determine the quality of what you get out.”
“What I put in?” Joshua smiled as he felt his erection come back to life. He winked at Justin and plunged right back into the abused hole. “Give me half an hour and we’ll see what you’ll get out,” he grunted as he continued to hump the delectable ass.
The End