POV: Noah
The Fuck?!
I wake up abruptly as I realize who I was dreaming about. And by 'dream', I mean one of those ones where you get really turned on.
But seriously.
Why him?
That Dick Face didn't even ask me if I was OK after being sexually assaulted by his boss. Well, he did give me his coat... and save me, But STILL, doesn't that guy have any empathy or sympathy or ANY KIND OF FUCKING EMOTION? I mean who does he think he is?!
(A/N - ahem...um, ur boss?)
I get up and feel my abnormally hardened cock and go into the bathroom to have a cold shower to make my hard-on go away.
POV: Clark (after the company dinner)
I come home to Amanda sleeping peacefully on the bed. She looks like an angel when she's asleep.
I look down and my hard-on from earlier still hasn't gone away. The image of the Intern, Noah, is still lingering in my mind.
Fuck I wanna see him cry for my cock like that...
WHAT THE FUCK is wrong with me. Did I just think that?
Fuck Fuck Fuckkkk
I sit on the edge of the bed and slowly unzip my pants to reveal my bulging cock with precum leaking from it.
I quietly start stroking it. Nothing.
Then, suddenly, an image of Noah comes into my mind and I can't help but moan.
I imagine him on my bed with his legs spread wide, begging for my cock.
Stop. I try to tell myself but my head keeps going and my hand starts to move faster.
I imagine stroking his member and putting my fingers into his mouth.
Stop. My hands move as fast as they can.
I imagine entering him raw...
Suddenly, I hit my euphoria. it's an amazing feeling. but reality comes crashing down onto my mind like a tonne of bricks.
Fuck.
I just Jacked-off to a mental image of my co-worker who is thirteen years younger than me.
Fuck.
POV: Noah (the morning after the company dinner)
I hear birds chirping and smell the sweet sweet aroma from the bakery near my apartment.
I wake up, stretch peacefully (A/N - don't ask me how tf he does that)
I reach for my phone and check the time.
mmm 9:00
...9:00?
...9:00!
I knew I shouldn't have bought that alarm clock off Trade-Me!
I quickly get dressed and head to work as fast as I can.
As I enter the office, I slowly sneak to my desk and sigh as I sit down on my desk.
Phew-
"Mr. FInley". I jump from my chair as I immediately recognize the voice. He looks different today, his hair is tousled and he looks more tired. He still looks hot though. What the fuck is wrong with me.
"Mr. Finley, late on your official first day of work?" he says, sternly. I look up at him, and he stares right into my eyes. His eyes look likes he's battling something in his brain.
"I'm so sorry Mr. Harper, my alarm didn't go off-" before I could finish my sentence, Mr. Harper had fast-walked away from my desk.
"Ummm ok" I mumble to myself. Although he's hot as fuck, I think Mr. Harper is a little muddled in the brain. Maybe it's the stress. who knows.
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A/N:
Hey guys,
I know I know, I said the story would progress more, but as you know... good things take a long time to um make. ??? I don't even know anymore.
Just keep reading... it'll get better.
don't get covid (:
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The Novice
Romance"I-I feel like a dog in heat" Noah moans as his lanky figure begs for me on the bed. I can't do this. He's my Co-worker for Pete's sake. I feel my cock pulsating and becoming harder under my pants. No. I shouldn't do this... but before I knew it...
