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Gay Lake House Tryst 1


by Belle Chase




Author's note: All sexually active characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.



Copyright 2017 by Belle Chase

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Gay Lake House Tryst 1

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Gay Lake House Tryst 1


I watch my boss, Rick, tie the boat to the dock. He has on shorts and a white T-shirt. He’s tan and goodlooking, 40-something. He has short dark hair, almost a crew cut. His muscles are glistening in the sunlight.

I’m bored. I'm an intern working with Rick, a lawyer. I’m just a dude on a break from college for the summer. We are at his lake house. We spend our days going through case files looking for precedents for a case he is working on. His wife is on a two-week business trip. So, it’s just me and Rick here now, taking a break from the drudgery.

A stack of unread books sits up in my bedroom, waiting to be read, but I can’t do it. I just spent hours reading files. Tired of reading. Yesterday was my 20th birthday. I still feel like celebrating. I said goodbye to my boyfriend for the summer. We’ll text and email and call, but it’s not the same. David is the one who took my virginity. I know I’m going to miss sex. We’ve been fucking like rabbits all semester.

Looking at my boss now, I realize I don’t have to go without sex this summer. It’s just a matter of making him see that too. There have been hints that he might not be totally straight. I know I’m good-looking. I have short dark hair and pale blue eyes. I am thin, lanky, but muscular. I’ve been working out. I know Rick’s noticed that. He pretends he hasn’t, of course. We've been working together for two years. He probably feels weird thinking of me that way. I’ve never thought of him that way before either, but since I started having sex, I’m noticing attractive men more and more.

Rick’s very serious. Even in casual clothing, he looks like he’s all business. How can I loosen him up? Maybe a bit of alcohol?

I know where to start, though. I get up from the deck chair I’ve been sitting in and trek upstairs. I dig around in my luggage until I find what I’m looking for. My leopard print swimming briefs. It’s a start. I put them on and check myself out in the mirror. That ought to do it.

I wander back downstairs and grab the suntan lotion on my way out the door. I sit back down on the deck chair and start slowly putting the lotion all over my body. Rick is sitting on the deck too now, having put everything away on the boat. He stares at me, but pretends not to.

I cover every inch of my body with lotion, but of course I can’t reach my back.

“Rick,” I say, “could you do my back?”

I can feel him tense up. He clears his throat. “Sure,” he says quietly. He gets up, comes over and crouches behind me. He puts lotion in his hands and spreads it on my back.

“Oo, that feels good,” I say. And I mean it. Having him touch me is awesome. He has strong rough hands. He tenses up again, though. Then he steps away from me when he’s finished.

“I guess I’ll go inside,” he says.

So much for this plan. I turn and give him my best flirtatious eyes. “Can I have a beer?”

“Oliver,” he says, cautious.

“Come on. No one is here, and it’s not like I’m driving anywhere. In a year I'll be 21. You can keep an eye on me. Okay?” I give him my pouty face.

He groans. “I guess you're old enough.”

“That's the spirit,” I say with a smile.

He leans against the door frame, thinking. “All right,” he says. “Just one. We do have work to do.” He goes inside to grab the beer. When he returns, he has two. One for himself. He pops one open and hands it to me, then opens the other.

“Cheers,” he says, knocking my beer lightly with his.

“Cheers,” I say.

He sits down again and I do my best to stretch and flaunt my muscles subtly while he drinks his beer and pretends to stare out at the lake. Finally he sets his empty beer can down.

“I’m going to go take a shower,” he says. “Long day.”

“Okay,” I say. I am so not good at this. I sip the last of my beer, it’s given me a buzz, and set my can down. In just a few moments, I think, Rick will be totally naked and wet. Yum. That thought actually gets me a bit hard. That’s it. I want it too bad to let this opportunity slip away.

I creep into the house, listening for the shower. I wait outside the closed bathroom door until I hear the water start. I hear him open the shower curtain and step inside. It’s a big square shower. Plenty of room for two. I take a deep breath to steady my nerves, then I go for it. I scoot down my swimming briefs and let them fall to the ground. Then I carefully open the bathroom door, hoping he won’t hear me. I want to surprise him.

I tip toe into the bathroom, and close the door quietly behind me. I’m so nervous! I pause to take a breath, and then I quickly open the shower curtain and step inside.

Rick turns around quickly, he already has an erection, and one hand is on his penis. Wow, I caught him masturbating. Hopefully thinking of me.

“Oliver,” he says, startled, but a little hazy eyed. He is really in the zone.

“Rick,” I say, my breathing getting heavy. I check out his body as the water runs over it. Tan muscled chest. He works out. His dick is as big as I hoped it was. A little bigger than my boyfriend’s, bigger than mine. I almost pant when I think of what it could do to me.

He is checking me out too. His eyes roam up and down my body and then stop at my fairly large dick, perfectly erect now.

“What are you doing here?” he says, almost coming back to reality, sounding a little stern and angry. “You know this is very inappropriate.” His words send a tingle down my spine. He actually grabs my arm as if he’s going to throw me out of the shower. But it turns me on.

“Oh, Rick,” I say breathlessly, closing my eyes. I love how rough he’s being with me.

“Oh, God, Oliver,” he says, just as breathless. He can’t take it anymore. He pulls my body to him and kisses me hard on the mouth.

My chest is rubbing against his chest and our cocks are bumping into each other. God, I want him bad.

His tongue plays roughly with my tongue as we moan. His hands travel down to my butt cheeks and he squeezes and massages them desperately. I moan louder.

“Oh, you need to fuck me now,” I say between kisses. “Please, Rick, fuck me so hard I can’t stand it…”

He doesn’t need any more encouragement. He grabs my arm and pulls me out of the bathroom and into his bedroom. To the bed he shares with his wife.

It is neatly made. He rips the covers off of it and motions me to lie down in the middle of the big bed.

“Oh, my God,” he says. His hands are shaking. “This is so wrong.” He lies down on top of me and I wrap my legs around him. I don’t want to let him get away. But he untangles himself from me and stands up, he is out of breath. “We can’t,” he says with emotion.

“I need you so bad,” I say to him and look at him with hunger in my eyes. “Please, Rick,” I beg. “I know you and your wife don’t have sex anymore. She told me. You must be as horny as I am right now.”

His eyes are glassy with tears. He really does want me bad. I wonder if he’s ever been with a man before. He still looks undecided, though. I spread my legs and pull my knees up a little, exposing my anus. One of my hands travels down to my hard cock and I start to play with myself.

Rick’s breathing gets harder now, heavy. His cock looks hard and strong as it points up in the air, desperate for my hole.

“No one will know,” I whisper to him.

“Jesus,” he says. He closes his eyes, then he opens them again. Then he quickly climbs on top of me and grabs both my hands and presses them over my head onto the bed. I gasp. He starts kissing me again, hard. I can feel his dick tickling mine and it drives me crazy. My heartbeat speeds up. I start to moan.

“Once we do this, we can’t go back,” he says gruffly into my ear.

“I don’t ever want to go back,” I say quickly. “Please, put your dick in me now.” I close my eyes and feel the excitement build. He opens a drawer on the night stand quickly and pulls out some lube. He slaps a lot on his dick. Then he gently reaches his hand down and parts my butt cheeks with it as he leans back. Then I feel him squeeze his larger than average penis into my asshole. I am speechless. To be filled up by his dick is heavenly. I groan as a surge of pleasure hits me.

He is shaking now. “Oh, God, Oliver,” he says. I open my eyes to see he is crying. Sobbing over me. “You feel so good,” he says. Then he starts to gently thrust in and out of me. I start to pant and moan. He feels my muscular torso with his hands and gasps as he thrusts himself slowly in and out of me.

I reach down and put my hands on his muscular ass. I pull him deeper into me with each thrust. He starts going faster, and harder.

“Oliver,” he says breathlessly, “Oh, my God, I’m fucking Oliver…”

“Rick…” I say between moans, “Oh, God…”

He starts fucking me harder.

“Ricky…” I say, and I feel chills run down my spine and out to my fingers and toes. He just pounds his cock even harder into me. I can feel my orgasm building up, so much more pleasure than I have even felt with my boyfriend David. This is so wrong. I am cheating on my boyfriend and I am fucking my boss. I feel pleasure clench me as I have that thought. It grips me and I groan loudly, I almost sound angry as my orgasm clenches my body up and rips through me. I arch my back and feel my body jerk a few times as multiple orgasms rip through me and my cock shoots cum.

“Oh, God, Boss,” I say, as I feel the orgasms fade. Then he shoots cum into me. He groans as another orgasm grips him and he shoots his load into me again. I can feel his cum dripping out of me, there is so much of it. He collapses on top of me, head over my shoulder.

We lie there panting, catching our breath, but my lust for him is not satisfied.

“Can you fuck me more?” I ask, in a daze. “Please?”

He looks at me with desire in his eyes. “You are so spoiled,” he says gruffly. Then he abruptly props himself up and pushes me over so I am on my stomach. I gasp.

“Oh, God, fuck me raw,” I say hungrily. Then whimper as he quickly pulls me by the hips so my butt is up in the air. My head is on my arms on the bed. “Oh….” I moan.

“You deserve a good fucking, young man,” he says sternly. Then he plunges his dick into my ass again.

“Oh!” I yell with pleasure. He starts rapidly thrusting himself into me, making a hum of pleasure grip my dick. My muscles tighten up and grip his cock harder as he shoves himself in and out.

“Oh, God…” he groans. “Oliver, you are so tight….” I moan loudly when he says that, and a tingle of pleasure shivers through me.

“I assume you’ve been fucking your boyfriend,” he says to me as he thrusts in and out. “Fucking him just like this? Does he know you’re fucking me too?” he says. I feel a rush at his words.

“No,” I manage to squeak out. “He doesn’t know.” I groan with pleasure as he hits a deeper spot inside me. “Does your wife know you’re fucking a man in her bed?” I feel him shudder as I say that, and then he fucks me harder and faster. I start to pant and moan louder.

He fucks me for a good ten more minutes this way, I can hardly breathe it feels so good, to have him pounding himself so deep into me. At some point I start yelling with each thrust. I think I will explode with pleasure. I can hear him grunting and breathing hard behind me, his pleasure must be building up now. He frantically pushes himself into me over and over, out of breath.

“Cum, you little whore,” he says angrily to me. “Come on!” He pounds even harder now. I feel a shiver go through me and then an orgasm grips me so hard I lose my breath. I feel the pleasure rip through my body and I yell and whimper with ecstasy. Three times quickly in a row an orgasm clenches through me as my cock shoots cum. I rest my head on the bed as I pant and try to catch my breath.

“UGH!” Rick yells behind me as his body jerks and he shoots a huge load of cum into my anus.

“Fucking whore,” he says, as he catches his breath.

“Ricky!” I say, hurt.

He thrusts his limp penis into me hard one more time, as if telling me to behave myself.

“Oh…” I moan.

He pulls out of me and collapses on the bed next to me.

“You are never satisfied, are you?” he says as he gazes at me with wonder.

“I’m starting to be,” I say as I smile tiredly at him. “No one fucks me like you do,” I say quietly.

He closes his eyes and groans. Then he heaves himself off the bed and goes over to the nightstand and opens a drawer. He brings out something black and long and penis-shaped.

“What are you doing?” I ask, slightly alarmed.

“Scared?” he asks with a smile.

“No,” I say, but I’m lying. I’ve never had anything but a real penis in me before. That huge thing looks scary.

He sits down on the bed and scoots over to me. He rolls me over onto my back. I let him.

“Spread your legs, Oliver,” he says sternly.

I obediently do as I’m told.

“Play with your nipples,” he says quietly. I do. I massage my nipples and stare him in the eye as I feel desire build between us again.

“This,” he says, holding up the big black vibrator, “is what my wife fucks instead of me.” Then he quickly shoves it into my slippery anus.

I gasp. It is hard, harder than a man, but it slips right in because I am so wet inside from Rick’s cum. I’m shocked.

“Ricky,” I say, protesting.

“Shh…” he says as he turns the vibrator on. “You need it….”

I keep rubbing my nipples as the vibrating machine sends pleasure waves echoing off each other inside my rectum. I close my eyes as Rick starts sliding the vibrator in and out of me. I moan in ecstasy. I didn’t even know anything could feel this good. My hands stop rubbing my nipples. They fall limp at my sides as I let him fuck me with the black machine. I start to moan and pant and he starts shoving the vibrator in faster and harder, deeper. I can hear him breathing hard too.

“Oh, God!” I yell. It’s too much pleasure to bear. It builds up in a rush and suddenly bursts out of me. Fluid shoots out of me. I scream as the pleasure tears through me hard. I clench all my muscles, arching my back, and then I collapse. I am breathless.

He quickly pulls me up, sitting me up. I feel like I’m drunk I am so high on fucking him.

“Suck me off,” he says gruffly, and pushes me forward and down so my face is over his penis.

His dick stands erect, hard as rock again, and still glistening with his cum from before. I obediently do what I’m told and open wide and start to suck his big dick. He groans.

His cock tastes like salt, and like me. It’s warm and hard and I wrap my hand around the base of it as I move up and down with my mouth. I swirl my tongue lovingly around his cock as I suck. I squeeze his shaft with my hand. I reach down with my other hand to squeeze his balls lightly. He moans with pleasure.

“Suck it,” he orders. “Suck it hard.”

I suck harder and move faster up and down. I am so horny now, even though I’ve already gotten off.

He starts to pant. I keep up my pace. He starts to whimper with pleasure, and that turns me on more. Will I ever stop wanting him?

“Oh! Ahhh!” He starts to yell with each sucking thrust of my mouth. I squeeze his balls and shaft one last time and he shoots cum into my mouth with a long loud groan. I swallow as fast as I can, but he has a lot in him. Then he cums again right after and I suck that off too. Then I lie back on the bed, exhausted. The sheets are wet with our cum and our sweat, but I don’t care.

He lies down on the bed next to me on his stomach, catching his breath. He throws his arm over my waist, and pulls me to him. He whispers into my neck. It sends shivers down my spine.

“Every day this summer we have to do this,” he says. I moan with pleasure at the thought, so happy I have won him over.

“Deal,” I say.

He rolls me over so my back is to him and pulls me to his body. I gasp. He grips my chest with his hand and nuzzles my hair with his face. I put my hand over his on my chest. I am still so excited, but exhausted. I feel his breathing slow, and I slowly close my eyes and fall asleep naked in my boss’s arms.



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