Erotic M/M short story, XXX rated, with an Exceptional Personal Assistant, the Ultimate Man’s Man
The head of any corporation should have the very best personal assistant that money can buy, and David is no exception. David’s personal assistant satisfies his every need, and more than a few of his desires. When David returns from one of his many business trips, he brings with him a young European executive who he hopes will join his company. To sweeten the deal, David offers his personal assistant to the young man for the duration of his visit.
As the car left the airport on its way to David’s downtown offices, David talked business with the new young executive, who he was trying to recruit for a position in the business, and so far the man seemed to be interested in what David had to say. David squirmed a little, and Carson knew exactly what David wanted when, during the middle of their conversation, he felt the man’s large hand on his leg. “Carson, I’ve been very tense for the past week. I’ve missed you.” Carson was always ready to welcome his boss home in the manner to which the older man had become accustomed, and for which Carson was very well compensated.
***
Carson sat back down on the seat of the limo beside his boss, and noticed that the young European man now had quite a bulge in his designer pants. When Carson looked at the man, and then looked down at the bulge in his pants, the man blushed and quickly looked away.
Then David interrupted his own conversation with the young European man to introduce his assistant. “Forgive me. I haven’t properly introduced Carson. Carson is my personal assistant. As you can see, he takes very good care of me. During your visit, Carson will be at your disposal anytime, day or night. If you decide to join us, you will, of course, be given your very own personal assistant. All of the executives in my firm have their very own personal assistant.” Carson smiled at the European man, causing him to blush even more.
***
The man’s bulge seemed to be growing by the minute the longer Carson talked about sucking and fucking, and to Carson it looked somewhat painful as it grew inside the man’s tight trousers. Carson paused for a moment, not taking his eyes off of the man’s crotch, and asked, “Is there anything I can do for you while we wait for David to finish with his urgent phone call? He could be awhile.” “No, Carson. I’m not a fag. I’m here on business.” “Suit yourself. If you should change your mind, I’m at your service, like David said. I would be more than happy to service you while we wait,” Carson added.
Hi there!! I'm B.J. Scott, writer of the "ooh, baby, baby" stories of gay lust and sex, and the naughty-naughty stories, too. I write these because I am a very sexual person and feel that sexuality is a part of the whole person. I enjoy carrying things to the next level in my stories, somewhat like living a fantasy sexual life. The "Hot Gay Sexcapades" allow me to venture into that secret fantasy world without actually going there, not that I would mind going on occasion. I hope you like reading these lusty stories as much as I enjoy writing them. I get to live life on the edge a bit when writing them.