An affair in the duty room

That was back when I was working in a factory. Our factory was huge, with many full-time employees and a lot of migrant workers. Because of my job, I often had to work the night shift. There was a large bathhouse there, frequently frequented by migrant workers. These manual laborers weren't like city people; most of them were quite overweight. They had great physiques, and whenever I saw them bathing, I couldn't suppress my urges. Their strong bodies, their muscular thighs and buttocks—every time, my penis would involuntarily become erect. I had to cover it with a towel, afraid of being seen. Then I'd go back to my office and masturbate on my bed. This went on for a long time, and I wasn't satisfied with this situation. I decided to try something. The opportunity finally came. That day, I waited until peak bathing time and went to the bathhouse again. It was crowded with white buttocks. But I could only look; I didn't dare to do anything. Finally, the bathhouse became less and less crowded. I was very disappointed, but unwilling to give up, so I just kept washing and washing. Just as I was about to leave in disappointment, a man suddenly walked in. He looked like a typical migrant worker: crew cut, not very tall, carrying a bucket for washing clothes, and very muscular, with a large, limp penis swaying between his legs. My eyes lit up; this was exactly the prey I was looking for. This time, I couldn't let him get away. He started showering opposite me on my right. I casually struck up a conversation: "You're new here, aren't you? I don't think I've seen you before." He honestly replied, "Yes." Seeing his slight apprehension, I smiled at him and said something like, "It's not easy for you guys working out here." He smiled and said, "Yes," and then fell silent. Then I hatched another plan. I deliberately splashed water on my penis until it was erect. He looked at it, smiled sheepishly, and kept his head down. I said, "What are you laughing at?" This time, he said sheepishly, "You're really something; your wife must be afraid of you." I said, "It's alright, isn't your wife afraid of you?" He laughed and said, "Hey! What's there for a guy my age? I can't even get hard anymore." I looked him over; he couldn't be too old, so I asked, "How old are you this year?" He said he was 41. I said, "That's perfect! Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger, just right. I don't believe you can't get it up." So, I boldly walked over, hugged him from behind, and grabbed his penis. He laughed uncontrollably, arching his back and trying to back away, which was exactly what I wanted. I then used my already erect penis to press against him, and he tried to back away again. And so, he, in a cowardly manner, also grabbed my penis. Thinking about that scene now, it's unforgettable. He said, "Stop fooling around, someone's coming." So we both let go. A little while later, we both finished showering. As we were leaving, I deliberately waited for him at the door. He seemed a little surprised. I asked him what he had been doing that night, and he said he was bored and had nothing to do. I said, "If only your wife were here." He smiled but didn't answer. I told him to come over sometime; I have a TV and some good books. He said it was in the room across the street with the light on. He didn't answer and just left. I was very disappointed, thinking how stupid I was. Back in my office, I was very upset and couldn't concentrate on any books or TV. Just when I was about to despair, I heard a knock at the door. I thought it was someone from downstairs asking me to play cards, so I said irritably that I wouldn't go, but I opened the door anyway. Then I froze. It was him! I was a little flustered and just stood there. He finally spoke, saying, "You're watching TV?" "Yes, yes," I replied. I let him in. I chatted about all sorts of things. Suddenly, we both fell silent. After a brief silence, I went over and pulled down his pants. He didn't say anything, so I became bolder and pulled out his purplish-red penis and put it in my mouth. He was startled and backed away, saying it was dirty, but I didn't care. I sucked on his big cock hard. He wouldn't let go, and this time he stopped resisting. He let me suckle. I suckled him for over twenty minutes until my mouth was sore. I asked him, "You're really something, you haven't ejaculated yet." He said, "I can only ejaculate inside a woman." So I said, "Then you fuck me." He was a little surprised and asked, "Is that okay?" Without thinking twice, I took off my pants, arched my back on the bed, and pushed his glans into my anus. Because it was too fast and there was no lubrication, I felt a tearing pain. He saw my pain and said, "Let it go." But I couldn't bear to let go of this rare opportunity. I said, "It'll be over soon, just keep going." So he slowly started to thrust. Gradually, I felt the pain turn into pleasure. With each thrust of his penis, my whole body felt a tingling sensation. I wanted him to fuck me properly. He deliberately said some lewd things: "Brother, fuck me quickly, I'm a slut, a whore, I need to be fucked..." Then he sped up. After about twenty minutes, I was about to ejaculate, but another ten minutes passed and he still hadn't. He was really something. I went from pain to excitement and then from excitement to pain, but I had to endure it. It's like what people often say, "If you don't cheat for a hundred years, you'll find a big cock the moment you do." Who told me to be so lewd? Finally, he yelled and thrust his whole body into my anus. Later, he came and fucked me many more times. After that, I went to find him, but people said he had left; his boss was too harsh on him.

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