Messing With The Boss

Is it wrong?

**(Cole's pov)**

              My mouth throbs for the taste of his throbbing erection. I want his cum sliding down my throat and dripping from out of my mouth and down to my body. God I should stop these thoughts because, a guy like him can never be with a guy like me and even if that was possible I don't even think he is gay. He probably is a really good top with girls. My dick is hard inside my jeans making them tight and uncomfortable. I move uneasily in my chair and try to pay attention to my work moreover then to keep gawking or staring at him. I'm drooling over someone who might just be straight as a board. My mind is blank. I can't think. He gets up to stretch and I can see the way his muscles move in his shirt. He's wearing a light blue color neck shirt with a black tie that hugs his body, far too tight, showing off his muscles. Don't get me wrong he looks fucking gorgeous on him. It's so hot I think i'm going to lose it and push him down so his thoughts only go back to think of me. He sits down wearing his black slacks with some good looking expensive shoes. What i'm wearing can never compare to what he is wearing. 

               I woke up this morning putting on some black jeans and no boxers because I was running late. After putting on some pants I threw on my button down white shirt and black top jacket. I tried to get out the door fast but then i forgot my tie and so i ran back and got into my white Toyota Corolla and drove straight to work. If i didn't have a half-assed assistant and an alarm that worked then i wouldn't be late to work or behind in my work. I worked for hours last night trying to figure out what to put in my essay to get the paper out for the boss so he can get me a better position in this job. We work, writing papers and what not, some random things on how to do this or what the weather will be like and i have to write a long ass column about girls/guys on there  relationships. I've never been in a relationship. I've been the type to go out on one night stands and hook up with them once in a while. I usually feel to lazy to go out and do stuff on my own so why not go out and have fun while you're at it i mean right?

      Anyway my boss comes by and i lose my trace of thought. He stands over me and asks how my works coming up. "i have a lead and i hope i'm going to be right in this one." he smiles and with those green dark eyes looking at me i can't help but imagine his eyes looking under me moreover the above me. It's also that smile that looks at me with such hope. "Good work kid" ugh Kid. I'm only a couple years younger then him and when we first met and got to know each other he started to call me kid and now it's a regular thing. I'm while he gets to be 30. He doesn't look a day over 20. He's so hot. I start to drool over him again but stop myself before it gets further into my thoughts. But why can't he call my name instead of kid like *Good work Cole* would suffice. I sit back at my desk and look at my lazy ass assistant, Steven. He sits there on his phone laughing at something that' phone. I'm not that type of person to call him out in what he's doing, or the type to stick up for myself when someone is there bullying me or something. That's how its; always been. In my younger stages of life my family and my so called friend would beat me up because i didn't do what they said. I also was abuse in my family because my mom would bring over her boyfriends and they always hate the kid that's there so they would usually beat me up. Anyway i get back to my work and work more than i have to so that Steven doesn't slack off and so that i can finally get some sleep.

          The boss calls me in so i get off my computer and get into his office. "Hey what do you need boss?" he puts a hand on my shoulder and tells me to sit down. He leans down on his desk and i sit down. I am worried about how i could get fired for the assistant thing and how i'm just letting him do whatever he wants at the moment. He looks at me and i look somewhere else other than him, but before i look away i find his eyes traveling down my body. Holy shit. A race of excitement rushes through me. I get up to the water dispenser and get a cup to swallow it down. I chug it down and choke on some of the water that went down the wrong pipe. "Are you ok? You nervous?" i nod my head. "I called you in here today for two reasons. The first one is that you need to tell your shitty assistant to do his job and you need to stop doing everything by yourself because someday i might need you to do something and you might not be able to because your stuck doing what your assistant should be doing." I knew that I should have been more demanding on how i should have called out on Steven. God i hope i didn't do anything else wrong. "I have also noticed you watching me lately. Is there something you would like to tell me?" i shake my head. I put my hands on my knees noticing that there sweating. "Well i do" he gets up coming over to me. He grabs my tie and fists it in his hand. He yanks the tie toward him pulling me close. Our lips inches apart i lean forward the extra bit. I don't know what i'm thinking and if i lose my job I don't care anymore. I want this and I won't keep telling myself that i don't. He kisses me back. His arms wrap around my waist as i get up. The taste of his lips on mine feels so fucking good. Is this wrong to be doing with my boss?