Trevor is your stereotypical looking bank manager, but he's not anyone's stereotypical gay top, not with his cock anyway.
Without me knowing, when myself and my girlfriend approached him for a bank loan to buy a truck to start my own business, we'd actually briefly met before. But as I found out, he certainly knew.
He stalled on our loan and asked if I could maybe call back later at the end of the day. He'd specifically asked for the end of the day, because my girlfriend had already said she had to go into work on her late shift. (She's a nurse).
I did call back at the end of the banking day, but only he and myself were around by then.
Not wasting anytime with flowery bullshit, he told me he'd met me before. When I asked where he said "At the sauna, the gay sauna five years ago".
It was at a time when I was experimenting with my sexuality. I'd gone to the sauna knowing gay and bisexual men met there for sex, and it was whilst I was sucking off a much older mens cock, that Trevor had watched me swallow his cum. He'd not taken advantage as he now says, of my asshole stuck up in the air, because he thought back then, I and my tight asshole wouldn't be able to take his very large cock.
When the realization of what he'd witnessed sank in, I understood why he'd asked me to call back at the end of the day. Telling me the loan could be ours, he unzipped his trousers, lowered them and his boxers and let his semi erect cock flop forwards. It was fucking massive. At first I was going to tell him I wasn't interested in men any more, but my cock bulge told him and me, I most certainly was. When I went to kneel down on his very thick office carpet, Trevor said "Oh no, I just want to fuck you today".
It wasn't that much of a transition to drop my trousers and boxers and lean over his oak desk. What was a huge transition was accepting his enormous fuck tool up my asshole that first time. It took what seemed like forever for him to finally penetrate me, after he lubed up my asshole with a cold wet substance. And I knew as soon as I lay on his desk, my acceptance of him fucking me was absolute. I wanted and needed that loan and I was prepared to have a fifty one year old bank manager fuck me to get it.
What I wasn't expecting, not at first anyway, was to be feeling the way I was. Maybe two minutes of pain turned very quickly into unbelievable pleasure. I was so in rapture I began to back onto his cock and that inevitably told him I was his. Slapping my ass, he told me I was going to get it, and get it I most certainly did for the next ten or so minutes.
Each time I thought he was getting close to cumming, he'd only increase his pace and the depth he was fucking me. And that in turn had my cock aching to let go. When it did, I wasn't even touching myself. I came all over his desk, squishing the cum out of my pressed down cock. Then not asking me if he could, Trevor thrust into me one final last time burying his cock deep up my hole and his cock exploded, filling my ass with his hot mess.
Leaning onto me, Trevor said "The loans yours, want to repeat this sometime".
My business with Trevor's ongoing help, is flourishing. As our liaisons. We do still meet at his office for a quick fuck, but more often than not, we meet up on our lunch hours. He books a motel room and we make sure we have as much horny dirty fun as we can in the hour we have together.
There is no way we'll ever form a serious relationship as I only enjoy the sex with Trevor, but maybe one day I'll be able to be out and not have to keep it secret from my girlfriend. Who knows?