Save a Cow, Milk the Milkman

Boing

(This chapter contains graphic sexual content.)

Y/n rubbed his temples as he fiddled with his pen and stared at the maddening glow of the screen. Tens of emails asking him "What is a PDF?"

He'd been dealing with this moron and her idiocy for days! Y/n was on the verge of snapping his own in half out of frustration, when a soothing monotone voice came from across the room.

"Milk delivery." Y/n recognized him instantly, Francis. He had a tiny crush on the milkman, he couldn't get enough of his tan skin, hooked nose, and massive eye bags. "Excuse me?"

Those big muscles developed over months of hauling crates... "Sit?" Thar relaxing, calm demeanor... "Uh, sir?" That massive bulge in his pants... "Sir!"

"Huh?" Y/n jumped slightly in his seat, ripped out of his day dreaming by Francis raising his voice. "I-I'm sorry, I was distracted. What did you need?"

"Where do I put this? The freezer isn't in the same spot." Y/n felt mortified! Francis was just trying to do his job, he didn't deserve to be ogled. No matter how hot he was.

"Oh um..." Y/n paused to think, playing with his bottom lip. "You can just put it over there." He pointed to the corner of the room.

Francis nodded and walked over. As he put the crate down, Y/n's jaw dropped. His ass was so big... He was struggling not to drool.

Filthy thoughts swirled in Y/n's mind. He imagined fucking Francis in every conceivable position and place.

Francis turned around and his tired eyes widened. He was clearly staring at Y/n's crotch. Y/n looked down to find he was hard.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry!" Y/n shut his legs tight, trying not to cry out of embarrassment. He shut his eyes, praying it would just go away. He opened his eyes when he felt two fingers on his chin.

"Did I cause that?" Francis tilted his head up to meet his eyeline.

"Maybe..." Y/n finally started to cry, he couldn't keep the tears in. Francis softly cupped the side of his face and kissed the tears away.

"Why don't I fix that?" His big hand made it's way down to in between Y/n's legs and started to massage his quickly growing cock.

"Oh god!" Y/n let out whimpers as his cock was rubbing through his slacks. His hands rushed to Francis' arms. "You have no idea how long i've wanted this!"

"I've wanted you too." Francis unzipped Y/n's pants and pulled his cock out, playing with the pink tip. Y/n was a total virgin so this was the first time he'd ever done something like this. Y/n could feel he was about to cum and felt like this wasn't right.

"Wait, wait, wait!" Y/n pulled Francis' hand off his cock and stared into his eyes.

"Is there something wrong?" Francis tilted his head and raised an eye brow.

"It's not fair if only I finish, you gotta finish too..."

"You make a good point." Francis pulled his dick out as well. He pressed it to Y/n's and started rubbing them together. He used the precum from Y/n's cock to lubricate his own. "How do you like that, Sir?"

Y/n's cock twitched at the word sir. He did like it but he didn't trust his own voice right now, he didn't want his little whimpers and moans to come out and make him look pathetic. So he just nodded.

Y/n knew he was close to cumming. Francis was working his cock really good, rubbing the tip and squeezing his balls. He didn't want to be selfish and cum first but it felt so good!

Y/n had been biting his lip the while time to try and hide his noises but when Francis clutched onto the desk and started leaving husky pants and grunts in his ear, he was done for.

"Oh Francis!" Y/n finally let out.

"Louder, Sir." Francis started to bite and nibble on his earlobe. Y/n knew there wasn't anyone else in the building right now so he could be as loud as he wanted.

He couldn't hold it in anymore, Y/n came. His vision went white and when he came to his senses, Francis had cum as well.

"Wanna go further?" Francis was licking the cum off his fingers.

"No thanks... this was already alot." Y/n bit his lip.

"Fair enough. This was great, Sir." Francis left off, with a wink.