Sexecutive Decisions Ch. 03

He placed a napkin with an Aleve tablet and a small water bottle on the table. My eyes never left him however, I continued to look at him. He was young, around the age of 25. Tall and thin, but not skinny thin, there was indication that he worked out. Mostly from his broad shoulders and hips. He had short blond hair with emerald green eyes, his skin was tanned. He wore a white dress shirt with black slim dress pants. I wanted to see how his butt looked but the position he stood didn't allow me to.

"Anything else, Mr. Beniot?" he said. His voice was a bit soft.

"No, that's it. Um who are you?"

He smiled, "Monica told me you forget sometimes. I am your temporary assistant this week."

I had completely forgotten that Monica was going to be out for an entire week. The last time she had done this was a few years ago, but I was given a different assistant.

"Yeah, I usually have a lot on my mind. Nice to meet you," I put my hand out. He took my hand and said, "Nathan, Nathan Thompson."

"Nathan, I see. Please, sit down. I'd like to get to know you."

He smiled then turned to walk to the chair across from me. This allowed me to get a good look at his ass that was inside those pants. It was a nice ass, a bubble butt. Something kept telling me that he was gay. However, in the entire time I had been working here, never had I had sex with a fellow employee. I made sure of that. Technically, he wasn't my employee, but he did work in the same building. I couldn't risk him telling someone else and have a gossip train going around and heading up to the higher ups.

Nathan sat down on the chair before me. "So, Nathan, how long have you been an assistant?"

"About 3 years now," he said calmly, "Mr. Kajika is my boss right now, but is currently on a business trip to Japan. I still keep in touch with him for certain work related stuff."

"I see. Steven is a great guy. Listens to a lot of the Beatles."

Nathan let out a small laugh, "Tell me about it."

Nathan had a cute laugh. "So, Nathan, tell me about yourself. What do you like to do on your down time?"

"I didn't know I was going to be in a job interview," he said jokingly.

"I like to get to know my assistants, even if they are temporary."

"Monica mentioned you were a caring person. Well, I graduated from USC 4 years ago at the age of 24. The first year, I had trouble looking for work, mostly doing free labor, but I found a nice entry job. Then I eventually found myself here at this company."

As he spoke, I tried looking for hints of his sexuality. You could tell a lot by a person's body language. But I had trouble reading his. Wasn't sure if he was good at hiding it or that I was losing my game.

"The job market has been up and down in the last few years, so I can see the struggle. What about your down time?" I said.

"Um, well, I sew a lot while watching reruns of The Andy Griffith Show."

"That's a pretty old show. Must bore your significant other?" I said jokingly. I had learned that some people didn't like it when people assumed their sexuality. So using "significant other" was the best way to talk to someone about their relationships.

Nathan smiled and said, "Well, I'm single at the moment. But my past lovers haven't been fans of the show."

It seemed he was remaining mysterious about his sexuality. Made me wonder if he caught on to my plan or it could be he hid it in fear that I might not like homosexuals. In the past, we've had racist and homophobic people work here, unknownly at first of course. But I made it a campaign to deal with these types of people.

Either way, our conversation came to an end when the phone rang. He immediately stood up and excused himself, while I answered the phone. With the phone in my ear, I continued to stare at his ass as he walked out.

As per usual, the day was busy. I had meetings and reports to tend to, but thankfully my headache had gone away. But in the back of my mind, Nathan was there. I wasn't sure why I was so fascinated with him. No other man in the past had done this. There was something about him that made me feel this way. What made it so difficult was the fact that I couldn't find out his sexuality, if he turned out to be straight then I would have a difficult time trying to sleep with him. But if he was gay, it would be easier, but still tricky since he worked at the company. My past sexual ventures were always with random guys I met through Grindr or other outside venues, like the caterer from Friday's party or Leon's college friend. Never from work.

It was close to the end of the work day, when I found myself in my office going over some reports. Nathan walked in and set some papers on my desk, "Your driver will be here in a few minutes. And here are the reports from the second floor."

"More reports! I'll get to them before he arrives. Thank you, Nathan," he began to leave when I stopped him, "Nathan?"

"Yes, Mr. Beniot?"

"I'm sorry if I made our conversation a bit awkward earlier."

He smiled, "No, need to apologize. It wasn't weird."

I rose from my chair and approached him and said, "Are you sure? It's just, I'm curious about you for some reason."

Nathan stepped back a bit and said, "For both of our sakes, I'm going to pretend you don't mean that in the way I think you do."

There was a silence between us. I clearly had messed up by rushing into it. I still didn't know what his sexuality was, but at least I had the fact that he wasn't going to rat me out to HR.

Nathan broke the silence by saying, "Anything you need before I leave, Mr. Beniot?"

I sighed and said, "No, thank you Nathan. Have a great evening."

"Same to you, Mr. Beniot," Nathan left and closed the door, leaving me to my thoughts. His scent lingered in the air, he wore a familiar cologne. I couldn't figure it out. There was something pulling me towards him. But his mere presence triggered my senses. I wanted him, but I wasn't sure how to get him. I also didn't want to push him away right away. I had to figure out what to do. But in the meantime, Nathan had aroused me and I needed to relieve it somehow.

While I waited for the driver, I sat down at my desk and sent a text to Blake, asking him if he was available. After a few minutes he finally responded with a yes. I then sent him a follow up question, asking him he wanted to fuck at my second house. The reply came instantly with a yes.

My driver took me straight to my second home up in the hills.I had called Anna during the drive telling her I was going to be a bit late home. She remained silent for a bit then said "okay." It did bother me that she thought that way, I mean I was cheating on her. But our love has been dying for years. I knew divorce would be in the inevitable, it just made me wonder how I would feel when it did happen.

At the house, I went to the kitchen to grab me a beer while I waited for Blake. I sat on the couch thinking about Nathan. Thoughts of him naked slobbering on my cock flooded my mind, I couldn't get him out of my mind. It made me think about my sexuality, could it be that maybe I was bisexual or even gay? With Nathan it wasn't just a sexual desire, it was an emotional one. I felt an emotion towards him, but I wasn't sure how to express it to him. I was in unfamiliar territory.

The doorbell rang and broke me from my lewd thoughts. I quickly looked down and noticed I was already erect from the thoughts about Nathan. The doorbell rang again, causing me to get up and answer it. The door opened and Blake stood there wearing tight torn blue jeans and a black snug t-shirt. "Hey, there Chase," he said walking into the house.

"I'm surprised you called me back this soon."

"Well, I'm in a mood."

Blake grabbed my tie and pulled me towards him, slowly the two of us walked up stairs into the bedroom. In the bedroom, he unbuttoned my dress shirt and opened it up, exposing my undershirt to him. He then sat down on the edge of the bed and undid my dress pants, dropping them to my ankles. My member was still hard from earlier and was pressing against my white trunks. He grabbed my member and said, "You know, you looked good in those Speedos the other day. You should consider wearing briefs."

"Oh yeah? You'd like that huh?" Blake didn't say anything, instead he opened up my trunks and took out my cock. His right hand wrapped around the shaft and pulled back my foreskin.

"Yeah, I would love to blow you in briefs," but before I could reply he swallowed my cock into his mouth.

As he worked his magic on my cock, I removed my dress shirt and tossed it, then did the same with my under shirt. His free hand moved up my muscled body slowly passing by my abs.

While he worshipped me, I tilted my head back and closed my eyes, with my left hand on the back of his head. As my eyes were closed, I pictured Nathan on his knees blowing me. His thin body on his knees before me, slurping on my cock. Releasing moans that are filled with ecstasy.

After a few minutes, Blake pulled my cock out of his mouth and began to remove his clothes. While he did that, I removed my pants and shoes. Blake, now in his pink briefs, stood inches from me. Without breaking eye contact, he began to kiss my body. First from my chest, then down my abs until he reached my cock once more. In one swift motion, he swallowed my cock once again. His hands landed on my butt cheeks where he pulled down my trunks.

With each butt cheek in his hands, Blake held my cock deep inside his throat. My eyes remained closed picturing the young assistant giving me pleasure. After a few wonderful moments, my cock left his mouth and I let out a satisfying moan. Next I placed my hands on his shoulders and slowly pushed him down to the bed. My trunks came off and he lifted his pelvis, I reached for the waistband of his pink briefs and pulled them off. Blake threw his legs up into the air and they landed on my shoulders.

With my thick cock in hand, I slowly pushed into his tight hole. It amazed me how much this guy could get fucked and still have a tight hole. The both of us moaned as I continued my push into his hole. My cock was ensconced in his whole and I began to thrust. Slowly at first, but that didn't matter for Blake as he immediately let out a flurry of moans.

As I continued to thrust my manhood into him, unleashing a barrage of pleasure while doing so, I closed my eyes once again. Nathan was on his back on my bed. His eyes in constant contact with mine. "Oh yes, Fuck me, Chase," Blake said.

But in my head I heard, "Fuck me, Mr. Beniot," in Nathan's voice.

I opened my eyes and told Blake, "Call me, Mr. Beniot."

Before he could respond I closed my eyes and sped up. The moaning grew louder as we continued. Blake complied with my order and began to say many things with "Mr. Beniot." The entire time, I just pictured Nathan.

I got so lost in my fantasy that I didn't realize I was about to climax. My body shook and an ecstasy filled moan came out of my mouth. Blake's head was tilted back on the bed as I filled him. My knees were against the end of the bed when I finished. A satisfied smile was on Blake's face.

"Always a good time with you," he said.

Without saying anything, I pulled out my cock which was covered in my cum. Blake smiled and got down before me and sucked my cock. He used his tongue to clean off the excess amount of cum on it. When he was done, he stood up and said, "Be back in a bit," then left to the bathroom.

While he was in the bathroom cleaning his hole, I reached for my trunks which were under his pink briefs. Then I stopped. I grabbed his briefs and held them up. I grew up on boxers in my high school years, but as time went on, I wore boxer briefs. But then I found trunks. I enjoyed them so much because they were just shorter boxer briefs. Of course the only time I wore these types of underwear was when I wore speedos. Never thought about wearing briefs.

I slipped on his briefs, which I figured wouldn't fit me well since he was thinner. They were tight, that was for sure. In front of the mirror I stood, looking at how these briefs looked on me. The brand was Andrew Cristian, a brand I had seen many times on gay men. They definitely felt comfy and soft, and looked good on me.

The bathroom door opened up and I turned to see Blake, "So what do you think?"

He looked me up and down with a smile, "You should definitely wear those more often."

Blake came to me and turned me to show my butt, "Definitely makes that ass of yours look sexier."

"Maybe you can get me a few pairs, preferably in my size," I said adjusting the underwear.

"Yeah, definitely."

I sat down on the bed and said, "Blake sit down, I want to ask you something."

Blake sat down next to me, still naked. "What's up?"

"I think I have a dilemma. There is this guy at work. He is my temporary assistant."

"And you want to fuck him?" Blake blurted out.

"Yes, but something else. I kind of feel something for him."

Blake's eyes widen, "Oh really? I always thought you were just a straight man that loves fucking us gays. But maybe you might be something else."


"Could be. I mean some people can go years without realizing they like the same sex. But for you, it's been thirty plus years."

"So what should I do?"

"Well is he gay?"

I shrugged, "I don't know."

"Well you need to find out, then we can figure out a plan."


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