Some mornings, if I feel fit, I cycle in and take a shower in the office; this was one of those mornings. I pushed the handle down, it made a unusual click then opened and I stepped into the shower room. To my amazement, there stood our seventeen-year-old apprentice Anton, his trousers and boxers around his ankles, his stiff cock in one hand and mobile phone in the other. He froze mid stroke. “You dirty little sod,” I grinned. “Who is she?” I said, grabbing the grief-stricken kid’s mobile from his hand. On the screen a selfie of Anton with a nice brown cock in his hand. I scrolled though his other photo’s, there were a couple of pussy pics, but most of them were Anton sucking, being sucked or with a cock deep in his arse. “Please Boss, don’t tell anybody about this,” Anton pleaded, one hand clutching the jeans pulled up to cover his stiffy and the other trying to grab his mobile back. I’d fancied this lad ever since he had arrived a year ago; in that year he had got cuter. A cheeky grin on his boyish face, a plump round arse and a good size bulge in his jeans. “Too right nobody is going to tell, I’ll just have a 134 because we don’t have time for a 147 as well,” I smiled, handing his phone back and locking the shower room door. He hurriedly scanned the album, 134 showed him unloading his cum in some guy’s mouth, and 147 he was on all fours with a friend’s cock buried in his cute arse. Anton stared at me in amazement. “Are you sure, Boss?” I backed Anton against the wall and knelt in front of him; releasing his grip on the jeans I pushed them to the floor then popped his young, semi-hard manhood into my mouth; I felt it swell a little with every heart beat. Now erect, Anton’s cock was about six and a half inches long—a nice suckable size—so I filled my mouth with it. It had been years since I had had a cock this young to suck on and I had forgotten how soft the skin was. I weighed his ball sack with my finger tips, it was large and full; the two globes it contained were hard at work and I wondered how much it would yield. Tüyap escort bayan Time to find out. With two fingers and a thumb sliding his soft flesh back and forth over the rigid center, and a hungry mouth waiting to collect what he spilt, it didn’t take me long to coax the sperm from his balls. Soon his hands were on my shoulders to steady him. I cupped his fleshy buttocks with my other hand and let a finger slip into the hole between them. Anton stifled a groan, his boyish frame shuddered and my mouth filled with his young cum. I swilled the sticky fluid around my mouth, savoring its salty taste, then swallowed. “You’re good, Boss. I thought you were a married straight,” he panted. “Now you know, but as you said, don’t tell anybody about this.” “Okay, Boss; when do you want the 147?” “I don’t know, we will have to find a business trip, won’t we?” I smiled. “Now get out of here before we’re caught.” Carefully he checked the corridor and scarpered to the factory floor with a silly grin on his cute face. I had the taste of sweet cum in my mouth and a hard-on that rivalled anything Viagra could do. I stripped and jacked off under the streaming shower; moments later my own cum was gelling down my legs and the shower floor pan. This kid was going to be too much temptation. A couple of weeks had passed since my unexpected moment with Anton; I’d said I’d take him on a business trip, that way we got a night together, but I didn’t know how I’d make it happen. Then the fates smiled upon me. I finished the call from a customer and phoned to the production supervisor. “Who built the units for the 6608 contract? Customer’s made a design cock up and they all need modifying at their site or they will miss their delivery date,” I asked. “Anton did? Okay, can he be spared to go to site next week? Yes, it will be me going as well—it’s a big contract and we need to look after them.” I couldn’t believe my luck. A tool kit was bought for him, the parts needed for the conversion sent directly to the Tüyap escort customer and I picked a bleary-eyed Anton up on a misty Wednesday morning at 6:30am. He slept peacefully in his seat for a couple of hours as I drove. As he started to stir, I watched the bulge in his trousers grow, responding to a horny dream. Pulling off the motorway and parked in a quiet spot in some service station, Anton woke with a start. “Why have we stopped, Boss?” he asked. “I need a coffee, and you look like you need to release some pressure,” I said, running a finger along the stiff prick straining in his jeans. “You offering, Boss?” Anton giggled. I answered him with a kiss on the lips and a hand in the crotch undoing his flies; he lifted his hips and slid trousers and pants down to his knees. His stiff cock bounced forward expectantly and I wasn’t going to disappoint it. My fingers closed around his warm, hard prick and I began to jerk him slowly; my tongue flicked against his lips, waiting to be invited into his mouth. The invitation was accepted in an instant and a moment later my taste buds were exploring the back of his throat. My hand was working faster on his shaft now and he started to pant into my mouth. I broke the kiss and headed for his crotch. I took his young shaft into my mouth for the second time; pursing my lips into a tight ‘O’, I forced my mouth down onto his helmet. The sensation of entering a tight hole was too much at this stage and I felt his shaft pulsing. Moments later the first squirt of young sweet cum hit my throat. That evening after work, we checked into the hotel and dumped the luggage in our respective rooms; then went straight down to eat. I wasn’t going to give him a chance to beat himself off. A little wine to relax him and it was time for bed. We stood awkwardly in the hallway outside his room for a moment. “Isn’t this is where you invite me in for a coffee?” I laughed. “Sure, Boss: would you like a coffee?” I followed him into the room and closed the door behind me. Escort Tüyap The next few minutes were a blur of clothes being removed, kissing, and rock hard cocks bumping into each other. Finally he was naked on his back on the bed and I lay beside him. “So, we can take things gently now,” I said softly and staretd with kisses and tongue play on his neck. Next I let my tongue slide down his chest until it found a nipple to wind itself around, then onto its soul mate. Anton cooed and shuffled, his solid shaft knocking against me; crying little tears of pre-cum, it begged for attention. I ignored its requests and continued my descent across his soft belly and down to his sparsely haired balls. “Please, Boss,” Anton begged. I could tell he had a hair trigger but I had other plans. I gently pressed his shaft flat against his stomach with the palm of my hand, then carefully rolled him onto his front. Again my tongue went to work on his supple flesh, this time wiggling along his spine until I reached the cleft of his buttocks. I still had one hand under him holding his penis; I moved along his shaft and cupped his helmet with my palm and fingers. With my other hand I oiled my own hard prick. I slid my body up along his until my cock was nudging his ring, then I pushed up further. Anton’s sphincter yielded easily and I felt his fleshy tube grip my cock. His skin was so soft and his buttocks were like a plump cushion; I wondered how long I would last in him. I started to thrust gently, enjoying the intimate body contact; this slow, sensuous approach seemed new to him and he moaned with pleasure. Under his body, I let my thumb slowly rub the tip of his prick. I had squeezed the hair trigger and I felt his prick pulse, filling my palm with sticky cum. I clenched my fist so that I didn’t lose too much, and pulled my hand from under him. I open my fist to see how much cum I’d won, then sucked it into my mouth, letting it mix with my saliva. I pulled back out from my young lover and let the fluid dribble from my mouth down into his gaping hole. “What are you doing Boss?” Anton asked conscious of a new sensation. “I’ve just poured your cum back into your arse and now mine is going to join it,” I promised. Anton let out a low groan at the thought of what was happening and lay docile on the bed for my enjoyment.