Photo Story #20 (Patreon)

I remember the first time I met Luis like it was only yesterday.

It had been raining for days, and when I arrived at the office, I was soaked to the skin, and had spent a significant amount of time in front of the hand dryer desperately trying to dry out my suit.

By the time I got to my desk, I was late for my first meeting, and the morning flew by in a haze of back to back calls and meetings.

The afternoon was mercilessly meeting free, but when I was halfway through writing a report for a board meeting, my laptop crashed.

Without it, I couldn't even find the number for IT Support, let alone contact them.

With a sigh, I'd left my desk and headed down to the ground floor in the elevator, hoping to seek out someone from IT in person, my laptop under my arm.

I'd never had a reason to visit IT before. In fact, my only interaction with them in the last two years was the day I joined and picked up my laptop.

I pushed open the double doors that led to their department and came face to face with the most delicious sight I'd ever seen.

A slim guy in a white shirt and tight grey suit pants was bent over, displaying the most delicious pert butt I'd ever seen.

Hearing my footsteps, he stood up and turned around, giving me a huge smile as he said "Hello, can I help you with anything?"

My mouth filled with saliva at the dark hair, bright smile and chocolate eyes. He was ridiculously handsome, and I could just make out his nipples through the white shirt.

I was smitten with this gorgeous stranger immediately.

"I'm hoping someone can help me with my laptop. It just crashed."

I held up the laptop and the slim guy smiled at me. "I can definitely help with that. I'm Luis."

He offered a hand and I shook it, holding on a little longer than was probably appropriate.

"I'm Dev," I said as I finally retracted my hand.

Luis took the laptop and asked me to follow him, which I did readily. My eyes didn't leave his narrow waist and pert butt for a second.

When we arrived at his desk, he dropped down into his seat and I was greeted with the sight of a meaty bulge and an irresistible thigh spread.

I pulled up another chair, and watched Luis connect a cable to my laptop before he started tapping away at his keyboard.

He talked incessantly as he tapped, telling me that his family were from Honduras, and he'd lived in Arizona since he was four. He'd been at the company for about 6 months and was really enjoying it.

"Good to hear you're enjoying it, but I hope you get plenty of time to enjoy yourself out of work as well."

Luis turned and gave me another of those melting smiles. "Oh I have a lot of fun outside of work."

I was desperate for him to elaborate, but he then found something interesting on his screen and fell silent as he did whatever IT guys do.

After a couple of minutes, he flipped the lid on my laptop and it booted up.

"There you go," he said as he closed it and passed it back. "I've done a reset, but all your files are still in the cloud. You'll just have to set up some of your browser bookmarks."

I took the laptop, my eyes hungrily focused on the mound in his tight suit pants. I could only dream of the delicious cock he was hiding, wondering desperately how it would taste.

As I looked up, he caught my eye and smiled when he realised where my attention had been. He stood up, his eyes locked on mine, and I nearly creamed my suit pants as he grabbed a hold of the bulge and readjusted it.

"Is there anything else I can help you with today?" he asked with a smile that said he knew exactly what I wanted.

"I don't suppose you'd like to grab a coffee?" I asked weakly.

Luis raised his eyebrows in mock surprise. "I'd love to, but I have a lot of work to get done. Perhaps we could later in the week?"

And that was the start of many months of teasing.

Luis would often come up to my office and make a show of needing to test my laptop by leaning over my desk, or bending over to pick up a dropped pen. It was obvious that he enjoyed the back and forth between us, but no matter how much I asked, he'd never meet me somewhere more private.

But that was all about to change . . . . today was the day that I was going to make a move. I'd had enough of the tease. I wanted him and today I would get him. His little game was over, and I was going to finally get what I wanted . . .