Horny Hermaphrodite

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Chapter 1

Dexter stood looking out of his office window—drink in hand. He loved the view. The city of London at night always relaxed him after a hard day of negotiating deals. He took another hit of the amber liquid, the smooth heat of the 100 year old scotch warmed and soothed him.

It was getting late and he knew that his wife, Andrea, would be waiting for him. The memory of what happened the last time he kept her waiting brought a smile to his face and a twitch in his groin. She really was an exceptional and sexy woman.

A knock at the door pulled him back to the here and now. “Come in,” Dexter responded then turned to face the person who had been plaguing his thoughts all day.

Marcus entered—tall and slim hipped—his coffee-coloured skin set off his green eyes in a spectacular fashion. He closed the door and locked it behind him. “Thank fuck that day’s over,” he said sighing. He pointed at Dexter’s drink. “Got one of those for me?”

“Help yourself.” Dexter casually stated then turned back to the magnificent view of the city. The chinking of ice cubes in a glass and the glugging of liquid being poured from a crystal decanter was the only sound in the room.

***

Once Marcus had poured his drink, he gazed at the figure of his boss who was sometimes his lover. He had broad shoulders and a perfectly toned body. His butt cheeks were so hard it would be possible to use them to take the lid of a bottle of drink. Then there was his wonderful cock.

His mouth watered at the thought of Dexter’s dick—the way it felt in his mouth and completely filled him up when they're engaged in physical activity. Jeez. Dexter could fuck so well.

***

Dexter knew why Marcus was there and what he wanted. The bulge in his trousers started to swell in anticipation of what was most likely to happen next.

Marcus approached Dexter and stood next to him. They both stared out at the city scape silently sipping on their drinks.

“You're spoiling the cut of your trousers, sir,” Marcus said looking down and playfully fingering the growing bulge. “I think I could help with that if you’d like?”

Marcus set his glass down on the desk and deftly pulled down Dexter’s zipper and put his hand into Dexter’s underwear so that he could fish out his stiffening pole. His crown began to peek out from the foreskin—the tip was already wet with pre-cum.

He gently eased back the foreskin, exposing the wet head of Dexter’s cock. He rubbed his thumb over the tip and encircled the shaft with his hand. He pulled the remaining length of Dexter’s rod free and stroked it to full hardness.

Dexter sucked in air through his teeth and looked across at the man with the gorgeous green eyes who was smiling. “Ah. That's just what I need after a day like today. Keep going.”

Marcus proceeded to draw Dexter's foreskin over the head of his cock and gently wanked him off. He knelt in front of the window and licked the oozing liquid from its tip before taking Dexter into his mouth.

Dexter tipped his head back. A low moan escaped his mouth at the feel of entering Marcus’s mouth, and slowly being taken further into his throat—until the tip of Marcus’s nose was nestled in his pubic area. “Oh fuck that feels good, Marcus,” Dexter exclaimed.

Marcus pulled back slightly then took Dexter’s swollen pole deeper into his throat. He held him there for a few seconds before drawing back halfway along its length. Then teasingly, he took him in deeply again.

Dexter gently face-fucked Marcus, loving the feel of his cock in the other man's mouth.

Marcus continued to blow him for a little then released Dexter’s meat from his throat and mouth. He stood up, removed his shoes, trousers and underwear—his own erection stood long and proud. Even though it wasn’t as thick as his bosses it still looked impressive.

Having removed his own clothes, Dexter pushed Marcus’s face against the window. Being eighteen floors up had its advantages because people in the surrounding buildings couldn’t see them. Dexter kneeled behind Marcus and spread his butt cheeks. He spat on his arsehole then teased the entrance to his man-hole with the tip of his hard tongue. Marcus showed no resistance, so Dexter pushed his tongue inside his warm and tight inner cavity as far as he could.

Marcus moaned with what Dexter assumed was pleasure. He pushed back and reached down to take his stiff shaft in his hand. Marcus clearly relished the feel of Dexter’s tongue in his butt-hole, because he had felt the need to stimulate himself.

Dexter spat on Marcus’s hole again then slipped his middle finger in. Assured that Marcus was enjoying the experience, Dexter thrust another finger in, causing Marcus's arsehole to gape in readiness for the imminent invasion of Dexter’s large cock. In response, Marcus stroked his pole with a little more fervour.

Dexter stood. His dick was rock hard and dripping with pre-cum. He took hold of Marcus by the hips then aimed his throbbing meat towards the tight little pucker between the cheeks of his arse.

Marcus reached around and guided Dexter’s hard as blue steel prick to the entrance of him, smearing the natural lubricant Dexter had already provided over his arsehole before holding it steady and pushing himself back onto it.

As he felt Marcus move, Dexter eased himself forwards and gradually entered him. There was a small pop as Dexter’s swollen head breached the entrance of Marcus’s love hole. They both gasped slightly.

Keeping the pressure on, Dexter pushed deeper into Marcus’s smooth coffee coloured arse, impaling it all the way—balls deep. Dexter reached around and took hold of Marcus’s hardness and began to stroke it in time to his own very long and equally deep thrusts.

***

Marcus pushed back again to meet Dexter’s pole. He loved the way his brute of a dick stretched him and filled him up to the max. Despite being almost too big to handle, and he always felt a little tender after their encounters,

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Written by LJ Collins
Cargado November 12, 2021
Notes Dexter leads Marcus astray in his office, then at the Hellfire Club.
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