The Kinky AuditorIt was going to be a tough week. The NGO where I work was going through its annual audit by an external finance company. Nothing out of the ordinary, but it is always a bunch of work that comes at the most inopportune moment for my job. I breezed in and the auditors were already at their laptops in the conference room. Last year’s lead followed me to my office already asking for reports and documents, and I really wanted a cup of coffee, to check my email, and start MY day. Of course, she went on, and said that she wanted to introduce me to this year’s ‘lead,’ so as I turned and saw the tall, built, and sexy guy standing there I stopped listening. Mark… that is his name. 6’5” and 225 pounds of solid man. He had a build that told me he had played football, and was pretty good. Of course, I asked, and he confirmed he played ‘Tight End’ for a state college. He kind of giggled when he said ‘tight-end’ and it struck me as a little odd. Only gay men think the name of that position is awkward in polite conversation. He got right to work, asking me for reports and documents, and I happily obliged. Other members of the team would need items, but it was Mark who always came to me. He had brown wavy hair cut conservatively, a shy smile, but piercing eyes that seemed to know what I did at the sauna last weekend, and with whom. He was pretty young, 26, but sharp. As the week wound down there were three reports that everyone at my work forgot to complete, so of course it landed on my desk. I looked at him and thought—I have seen this guy’s face somewhere, but I don’t know where. I had all of my regular tasks to do when I looked up at Mark exasperated – in his Friday Jeans and polo — when he said not to worry. His team lead is out on holiday until next week, so as long as I have it to him by Mid-week, I could have a weekend! He waived his good-bye and as he did he ‘clinked’ like the sound of metal rings hitting each other. He paused, then kept moving. Odd, but I didn’t spend much time thinking about it as his big bubble butt walked away. I had decided to hit a private party that would then end up in a hook up or me heading to the sauna or sex club. I got dressed in my boots, tight button fly jeans, a NastyPig leather jockstrap, and a holster harness under a tight black TIM ‘Fearless’ T-shirt. I added some wrist wallets for both arms, a FDNY cap and I headed out. I was malatya escort on my way when I realized I was out of my favorite brand of lube – for later, and was planning on needing some. I was near one of the leather stores / clubs in town and turned in. I felt right at home, and chatted with a few mates as I was heading to the store. When I entered there was an extremely tall guy shirtless in the store with his back to me. The clerk was showing him a harness with chrome accents. He had a chrome arm band on, and a big leather and chrome captain’s hat. He looked so overdone – and clearly the clerk was seeing a newbie to upsell to. I didn’t think anything about it, until he turned my way and it was Mark, the auditor! He turned every shade of red, and sheepishly said ‘Hi! So, I guess you know that I‘m gay too!” “Well, buying erotic leather gear doesn’t mean you are gay, it just means you like a little kink!” Then I looked at his perfect hairless, solid body, and got dry-mouthed as I continued “Looking like the guy from the Village People says you are gay and kinky!” He laughed. He said that he had been closeted all through college, but a couple of years ago he travelled for work and was close to the gay area oftown, and so he went and had a drink. He explored in cities away from ‘home’ and found muscle, leather men to be hot! He wondered if he would look good in leather, and came out to shop. He stood facing me and I saw that he had one of his nipples pierced with a ‘door knocker’ hoop, and that was probably what had ‘clinked at the office.I took off my shirt and his eyes got big! I may be kind of short, but I am stocky and muscular. My FBs say I am built like a fireplug. Anyway, I took off all of his chrome, and asked for a simple bar vest in black neoprene or leather. The vest, with a matching armband, his perfect body, and beautiful butt in those jeans was all he needed. I pulled him in and looked him in the eyes and said relax. You look HOT, and everyone in the store and outside is watching your sexy self. So put on a show! He sheepishly turned and saw 5 or 6 guys in the shop and 8 or so right outside who were looking in. I said the vest was a little advanced, and although his bulging pecs and rippled abs look hot, he probably should start with a simple Bulldog harness. I stopped short, and asked, “Are you a Dom or a sub?” He blushed mardin escort again, and said ‘he didn’t know and wanted to explore both!” Right on! So I asked if he had on underwear. “Excuse me?” He replied “Yeah!” I went on “ Are you wearing any? Boxers? Briefs? Jock? And what color. He said he wasn’t sure? So I opened his black leather belt buckle and looked and and he had on blue baggy boxer briefs. I reached up on the display wall and grabbed a white Saf-t jock and added it to his new shopping cart. He looked puzzled and said he had stopped wearing jocks when he stopped playing football. “No, Sir!” A jock in basic white is the foundation of a geared up man. The clerk nodded in agreement. I pushed him toward the ‘changing room which was really a corner of the shop, and told him to take off his boxers and put on the jockstrap! He faced the corner, with a folding screen around him, but he was so big, it wasn’t hard to watch him strip, and frame his beautiful hairless ass in a jock strap and redress in jeans and boots. Before he walked away, I grabbed a neoprene c-ring and asked him if he knew what to do with it – of it he needed help. “Yeah, I have watched a bunch of porn, so it goes over my cock and under my balls?” Yes. For now. That is a start.I put the harness on him, fitted it nice and snug, and asked if he was also versatile? “yes, I like both topping and bottoming, but I haven’t done much of either!” As I put arm bands on both bicpes. Extra-large… The guys in the shop nearly fell over flirting with displays of their bubble-butts and bursting bulging cocks for Mark.I almost forgot my lube and headed with Mark to the darkened pool room. He bought me a drink as a thank you, and wanted to ask a bunch of questions. However, before we went any further, he said, ‘and, please be clear, none of this gets back to either of our employers!” He asked about what kind of leather I had, if I had other gear, how much. He asked if I was Dom or Sub. Top or bottom. Played safe, with condoms or if I was on PrEP. He had watched a bunch of porn, and was a little disappointed in the guys he saw out didn’t look like that, and I assured him that porn isn’t real, but depending on the club, night, and calendar hotter guys would be around. One drink turned into 3 and he was getting pretty touchy! He had his hand on the small of my back, pinched my nipple playfully, elazığ escort and stood close enough for me to feel his bulge. He was getting a lot of attention from guys, but dismissed their gazes and stayed chatting with me. Finally, he pointed to my mouth and said ‘what do you have on there?’ I stopped, and before I could answer he went in for a full mouth, tongue-deep, kiss. I had his hot mouth on mine. I didn’t hold back and kissed him back. He pulled back and confessed that he had wanted to kiss me all week.He wrapped his hand around my waist, and turned the conversation to my original plans for the night. I must have been planning a wild time as I had to get lube? He whispered that I had planned a night of hot wild sex and he had ruined my plan, as he undid my top jeans button, and slipped his huge hand into my jock to grab my hard cock! “Where were you going?” “I swallowed hard as I tried to answer “A house party, and then maybe to an after-hours club.” His other hand reached for my fuck-hole and his long fingers started working as he spoke. “He kept two fingers in my hole as turned me and led me to the back of the room. The area is notorious for play and Mark was going to join in. Mark swung me around to face him, and pushed me to my knees in the corner where other guys were playing around. He held the back of my head as I hurriedly opened his jeans and saw his giant cock bulging in his jock. There was a big wet spot of pre-cum and I dove right for that and licked and lapped at it. I looked up into his eyes and he was smoldering sexuality, needing release. I put my arms behind me, as a good sub boy, and licked and slurped until he released his hard, uncut, cock. It had so much pre-cum in the head that I wanted to lick it, but he wanted his pubes against my nose. I am a great cock-sucker and worked that monster cock down my throat. It must have been around 8 or 9 inches long and 5 inches around. He was hard and I knew he wouldn’t last long. He fucked my face and started to pull me off his cock before he came, but I dove deep and took most of his load in my mouth. When he was done shooting he rubbed his sticky cock on my lips, cheeks, and pecs. And, then he leaned down and tasted his cum from my mouth. He stood there with his jeans down, cock out, in sexy neoprene, and said “Now, I want to fuck you at whatever party or club you were headed to before you geared me up!” I started to try to say no… and talk him out of that, and he wrapped his arm around me and pulled me to him and said “I’m not taking no for an answer, boy!”“Yes, Sir Mark!” I replied as a good submissive boy should, as he buttoned up, and he led me toward the door towards the sex club.