Work Mate

There's a guy at work, Phil, who told me some time back, he'd love to fuck my tight looking arsehole.
He was extremely matter of fact about it, and at first I thought he was joking. After all, he's an older married man.
When he said it again a few weeks ago, it was after I'd explained my mood to him. My wife and I had had an argument over sex, or lack of it. And I'd mentioned it to Phil when he asked.
His answer was, if I took his cock up my arse, I'd soon forget about needing my wife's pussy as often. Win, win he said.

Out on a job with him at a farm, we'd done pretty much all of the fencing required and were taking a break down by the stream.
He gets up and takes a pee, but doesn't exactly hide himself. It was easy to see his cock, and it's big, really big.
He caught me staring and told me, it's now or never.
Still with his trousers undone, he walked over to me after he'd finished and put his stiffening cock near my face.
Closing my eyes as I gripped his cock, I opened my mouth and gave Phil my first ever blow job.

He obviously liked what I was doing, as he made all kinds of moaning sounds. So I began to take more and more of his cock into my mouth.
That's when he told me, if I could swallow that much of his dick, I'd be able to take it up my arse.
A couple of minutes later I was knelt up on the bank of the stream with Phil behind me, licking and tonguing my arsehole.

It was amazing to feel him tonguing me and I knew within minutes I wanted him to at least and try to fuck me.
When he pit his hard hot cock to my hole, I actually found myself pushing back as he thrust in.
I was impaled on his dick, his really large dick and it felt unbelievably good. There was a little pain, but no where near what I'd read about with some guys.

Once Phil had his cock sliding in and out without me screaming in pain, he just began fucking me for real. Everything changed for me over those minutes that he screwed my arsehole.
I knew I'd never not give myself to Phil or other guys again. It was so beautiful a feeling and so utterly right, I found myself cumming without having touched my own cock.
And Phil didn't stop pounding me for one second. It was and is a wonderful memory for me, as his cock exploded up my arsehole, filling my insides with his sticky cum.
And he wasn't finished either. Putting his face to my hole, he tongued out his own cum, telling me I was going to share it. And share it I did as we lay together kissing while playing with each others cocks.

The only reason we didn't fuck for a second time, as his cock became hard again, is we heard the farmers jeep driving towards us.
He didn't see us, and half an hour later we were packing our gear away.
On the drive back, Phil pulled over next to a dirt road, told me he wanted me again and got out of the van.
In a field lay in the long grass, my work mate fucked me again. Only he had my feet spread wide as he fucked me missionary. Once again he came up my arsehole, but he left it there as we had a long and very passionate kiss.

Since that day, the day my life changed for the better, Phil and I have fucked nearly every work day. And for some bizarre reason, my wife has wanted more sex too. Only its oral sex she's wanted.

I'm not complaining one bit. At home I'm licking and sucking on her pussy and clit much more often. And at work I have a very horny and extremely sexual fifty two year old fucking me.
What's to complain about.