[05-31] 【Duan Baoquan, the handsome guy】

Two months ago, I joined this company, which is overwhelmingly female and filled with glamorous female employees. On my first day, I could hardly find a single male colleague my age. Apart from a young man in his early twenties with a strong rural accent who was delivering orders, almost all the male colleagues were over forty or fifty. The few men in their thirties were all married or even had children, so the chances of an office romance were practically nonexistent. I told myself that perhaps God wanted me to focus on work, afraid that if there were too many handsome men around, I would be drooling all day and wouldn't be able to finish my work. Even in my four-person office, I was the only man; the people in front of me and to my left were all women—truly a case of being surrounded by women. Since I was also busy with work, I would bury myself in my work from the moment I arrived at the office until the end of the workday, when I would drag my tired feet home.

There were security guards at the entrance of the company building. In my memory, most security guards and building managers were middle-aged, and many were elderly men; this building seemed to be no exception. Although they all seemed quite strong, none of them were particularly good-looking. Even so, because I wear a very formal uniform, I especially like men in uniform. Walking down the street, whether they are military officers, police officers, firefighters, or even waiters in company uniforms, I can't help but glance at them a few more times, indulging in a bit of fantasies. So now, every day on my way to and from work, or when I pass the security counter in or out of the building, I habitually look over there, seeing those dark-skinned, sunny, and dashing uncles in their sky-blue uniforms. I always feel a strange sense of security. Sometimes they will smile and nod at me politely, but just that makes me feel as if all the hard work at work is compensated. After a month of this, a new security guard arrived.

It was a Saturday, and the blue sky made me feel even more relaxed. Thinking that tomorrow was my day off, I felt much more relaxed than the previous days. I took the subway to the company building and habitually glanced over at the security guards. I vaguely saw a young, handsome man sitting there, with short hair, bright eyes, and a standard build. I had already walked past the security locker, but I couldn't help turning back to look at him again. He politely greeted me, "Good morning!" His bright white teeth and sincere smile instantly lifted my spirits and made me feel so happy.

After that, whenever I passed by the door, I would always pay special attention to him, wondering if he was sitting by the door. If so, I would look at him a few more times, and he would politely nod back. He had dark skin, a strong build, and a very honest appearance—my ideal type. I kept thinking, how wonderful it would be if he were like that…

It was Wednesday, I think. I had just been scolded by my boss, so I went to the rooftop for a smoke. Suddenly, the rooftop door opened, and there came the handsome guy I had been dreaming about. Our eyes met, and he greeted me with a big smile, taking out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter to smoke with me.

"The view from here is great!" he said first.

"Yeah!" "I'm so bored being cooped up in the office all day, I had to come out for some fresh air," I said.

"Hehe!" he chuckled, flashing his perfectly white teeth.

"I'm on the twelfth floor, at a law firm," I introduced myself.

"Oh! So you're a lawyer!" he said.

"Yes! If there's anything I can help with, just let me know," I said with a smile.

"Hmm! Let me ask you something. My father bought a piece of land from someone..." He asked me some legal questions, which I readily answered. I was so happy to serve such a handsome guy! "

You look so young!" I said.

"Yeah! I just got discharged from the military, couldn't find a job, and didn't like studying, so I ended up working as a security guard!" he said.

"Back in the day, when I was in the army, I was on Liang Island, rarely coming back even once a year..."

He told me a lot about his time in the military, and from our conversation, I learned that serving on an outlying island was quite tough. But he was also incredibly brave, enduring temperatures below ten degrees Celsius, wearing a mask, standing guard on the front lines against the biting wind. He was a completely different person compared to when I was in the army, sitting in an office. I admired him more and more…

“I have to go on patrol now, I’ll talk to you later!” he said politely.

“Okay! Let’s talk another day!” I patted his broad shoulder and smiled at him.

I like him so much!

Since that encounter, every time he sees me, he greets me with a big smile. Sometimes I walk out of the elevator from afar, and he sees me and nods, but I’m usually in a hurry to leave, rush back to the office, or there are other colleagues around, so I never have a chance to talk to him much.

Once, I came back from a business trip alone and passed the security counter, seeing only him there. I seized this opportunity to strike up a conversation.

“Is it your turn to be on duty?” I asked him.

“Yes!” Actually, it was originally my colleague's shift, and I was on the night shift, but he prefers the night shift, so he switched with me…” “

Oh? How many of you are on rotation?” I asked him again.

“There are six of us in total, and we take turns in pairs. One person goes out to patrol every hour, and the other guards the entrance.” He smiled and said to me.

“Patrolling must be tiring, right?”

“Not at all! It’s alright! Just like when I met you last time…” “

That’s true, you can stroll around, relax, and have a smoke while you’re on patrol, haha!”

He laughed along with me.

“Isn’t the night shift more tiring?”

“Actually, it’s not. There’s less to do at night, unlike during the day when there are a lot of people coming and going, so you have to be more careful. My colleague likes the night shift, so he switched with me today!”

After chatting for a while, I took the elevator back to the office, my heart pounding. I felt like I was being a bit infatuated; I got this excited just from a few words from him. I guess I needed it too much.

I didn't speak to him for several days afterward. Occasionally, during my breaks, I would go out for a smoke, hoping to run into him on patrol, but nothing ever happened. Alone on the rooftop, my wicked thoughts led me to notice the many concealed structures and the fact that few people frequented the area. I thought that if I ran into him there again, I could take advantage of the situation… hehehehehe.

It was Friday, and I had planned to leave work on time to enjoy myself. Unexpectedly, before leaving, my boss called me in and gave me a dressing down, almost beating me senseless. Basically, he was dissatisfied with the task he assigned and wanted me to redo it, and it had to be finished that night. Good heavens! I had shown it to him days ago, and he hadn't mentioned it earlier or later, only bringing it up three days before the end of the workday. This was infuriating! I had no choice but to swallow my anger and stay to work overtime.

Around 10 PM, the work was almost finished, but I was exhausted, and my mood was low because my plans for relaxation had been ruined. All my colleagues had left the office. I considered sneaking a smoke, but then decided to follow the rules and go outside. So I walked to the stairwell, sullenly puffing on a cigarette. I was the only one left on the twelfth floor.

Suddenly, I heard soft footsteps on the stairs. I suddenly felt a little scared, wondering who was coming up. Both floors were dark, except for a small light in the stairwell. I was on high alert.

"Hey, still working?"

"It's you! You startled me," I said.

It was him, the handsome security guard.

"Sigh! What can I do? Rushing to finish something! Got a scolding from the boss..." "

Oh? Poor thing..."

He patted my shoulder as he spoke. In an instant, it felt like an electric current flowed through my body, a warm and reassuring feeling.

"Are you the only one left in your office?" he asked.

"Yeah! Am I the only one with such a miserable life... want to come in for a cup of tea?"

"Uh... I have to patrol...!"

"Just think of it as patrolling our office while you're at it... what's wrong with slacking off a bit..."

"Okay!" He readily agreed.

Our office has two doors, and according to regulations, both doors must be locked after work. After I followed him in, I closed both doors as required.

"Should we lock them?" he asked me somewhat suspiciously.

"It's the rule!" I said seriously, even though I knew I had ulterior motives...

"What would you like to drink?"

"Anything is fine! Whatever you like!"

I grabbed two cans of drinks and led him into my office.

"We turn off the air conditioning after work, so it's a bit stuffy. If you're hot, you can loosen your shirt a little..." I said to him.

So he took off his sky-blue uniform, leaving only a vest. It revealed his well-toned, strong arms and very defined pectoral muscles. He exuded masculinity, almost making me hold my breath, unable to breathe…

I stared at his strong physique, gasping several times.

“Wow, you’re so strong!” I exclaimed in surprise.

“Heh! It’s from being fucked! When I was in the army, my sergeant gave me devilish training. Five thousand meters every morning and evening, two hundred push-ups, endless combat drills and bayonet practice, rain or shine, that’s why I have these physiques… Want to touch them? They’re really solid!” He patted his chest, speaking proudly.

This was a perfect opportunity to take advantage, and I openly examined his firm, supple skin. His chest was broad, his arms thick, a standard male physique. Add to that his well-shaped head, short hair, and charming smile, and my eyes kept shooting towards him…

I said to him, “You’re really something else!” "This proves that hardship always comes at a price, turning you into a real man, unlike me when I was in the army as a clerk. Although I didn't have to do drills, I often worked overtime until midnight, and my body not only didn't get any exercise, but I also ruined it..." I said.

"Really? Then let me see your body..." he said.

"See mine...? No way! I'm nowhere near as good as you, I'll definitely feel ashamed and embarrassed!" "

Oh! We're both guys, I'm curious to see what it'll be like! Besides, I've already let you see..." "

No way! Let me get stronger first..." "

No," he suddenly whispered, "I'm a security guard, I'm going to 'patrol' your body! Hahaha!"

"Patrol my body... Ah Jie, stop joking, okay...?" I said that, but actually I was very excited, wishing he would rape me...

"I'm not kidding. You'd better take off your shirt belt and all, or... I'll beat you with my baton..."

He pulled out his baton with his strong right hand, repeatedly slapping it against his left palm in a show of force, a slightly wicked smile on his face, as if he was forcing me to submit.

"You... you dare threaten me... I'm going to call the uncle downstairs to save me!"

"You're too late..."

In the blink of an eye, he suddenly grabbed me tightly and gave me a hard kiss. I didn't resist him; his tongue swirled in my mouth, and I cooperated, enjoying this sudden kiss. Seeing that I didn't resist and looked very happy, he unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my shirt, and took off my shirt. Watching his every move, I felt excited by every action, and my little brother was already standing up uncontrollably...

"You're happy, aren't you..." He looked at my bulging crotch and reached out to touch it…

“Of course I’m happy to be with a handsome guy…” I quickly tried to save face, secretly pleased inside.

“Is that so? Well, I’ll make you even happier…”

As he spoke, he unzipped my trousers, pulled out my penis, looked at it, and said, “So cute…” He teased me while playing with my penis.

“You’re bullying me…”

“I’m not bullying you. Don’t you like me? From the first time you looked at me, I knew you were in love with me…” He said confidently, while continuing to stroke my penis.

“I want to see you ejaculate…” He said, increasing the speed of his stroking.

“No…!” I whispered.

But my penis, under his repeated stroking, was already swollen and red, about to burst… He made me sit on a chair, while he knelt in front of me, sometimes stroking me with his hand, sometimes taking my penis into his mouth, licking it with his skilled tongue, giving me maximum pleasure. I stroked his handsome head and shoulders with both hands, watching him serve me so diligently, I felt so satisfied.

"Tell me when you're about to cum!"

"I... I can't take it anymore...! I...!"

Before I could finish speaking, a hot stream gushed out from my body, filling his mouth...

"Your technique is amazing!" I said to him.

"Of course, when I was in the army, I often sucked the old sergeant, so I'm well-trained."

"Really? You're not a disciplined person!"

"Heh! Maybe, I was corrupted by him." He said in a stern tone.

Then he said, "Hey, it's your turn now! Let me have a high..." I nodded, readily agreeing.

He first removed the other gear tied to his pants, then deftly pulled down his pants, leaving only his underwear. His leg hair was thick and black, and his calves and thighs were very strong, clearly those of an athlete, and his penis was already bulging.

He proudly pulled out his penis and said to me, "Bigger than yours!"

His penis was indeed as erect and thick as his penis, and it was also a bright dark red due to excitement, quite beautiful.

He asked me, "Do you like it?"

I replied, "Yes! I like you…!"

"Of course I know you like me! I'm asking if you like my penis?"

"Of course I like it too…!" I said, while trying to put his penis in my mouth.

He stood there handsomely, and I knelt in front of him, sucking on his penis incessantly. He stroked my head with his large hand, sometimes deliberately pressing my head forward, hoping to insert his entire penis into my mouth. I savored this delicious treat, inhaling his masculine scent.

"Do you like me, Rui…?" he suddenly asked, but I couldn't speak because my mouth was full. I could only look up into his bright eyes and nod gently.

"I like you too… I just like gentle, refined guys like you…"

Hearing that felt so warm, and I sucked on his penis even more intently, unconsciously tightening my embrace around his waist.

"I want to put it in your back!" he whispered.

I slowly released his penis and stood up. He swiftly pulled off all my pants and told me to lie face down on the desk. I did as he said. He wrapped his arms around my waist from behind and inserted his penis, thrusting in and out. His penis was thick; it hurt a little when it went in, but it was incredibly satisfying.

"Is it good, Xiao Rui...?"

"Good... good... I'm going to cum...!"

Hearing my encouragement, he sped up his thrusting from behind, increasing the amplitude of his strokes, making me feel both pain and pleasure. His hands slowly moved from my waist to my upper body, finally settling beside me. I tightly gripped his large, strong hands, feeling incredibly happy. He stopped thrusting, inserted his penis inside me, and gestured for me to release his hands. He then told me to lift my head slightly, opening my mouth and simultaneously inserting the index and middle fingers of his left and right hands into my mouth. He then resumed his vigorous thrusting, while his unruly hands continued to penetrate my mouth, reaching my throat. I remained there, mouth open and legs spread, completely at his mercy.

"How is it? Don't you love me to death?" "

Yes...! I love you to death...!" I said, almost unable to breathe.

"I'm about to cum...! I... love you...! Xiao Rui...!" "

Ah-Jie... I love you too..."

Since that passionate night, I haven't seen him again.

About a week later, one day after work, I passed the security checkpoint and asked the security guard why Ah-Jie hadn't been around for so long. The guard told me he had resigned and gone back to the south. I quickly asked if he had Ah-Jie's phone number or address, but the guard replied that he hadn't given it to his colleagues and might have to ask the company.

Suddenly, a feeling of loss washed over me. Why did he leave without saying goodbye, without even a word? Was it all a lie that he said he liked me, that he loved me? Or was he just using me as a tool for sexual gratification? Why...?

Maybe I'm overthinking it. But regardless, that time together is an unforgettable memory. And I'm back to my mundane, uneventful days of going to work and coming home. Who will be the next handsome guy?

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