Story Orgy Monday - Someone like Brian

Good morning and Happy Monday to you all. I hope this blog post is finding you warm and well. It is also my hope that everyone enjoys their upcoming Easter weekend. It's approaching fast! 

Below is a story I wrote for this week's Story Orgy post. Someone like Brian was inspired by a bad morning I had in my class Strategic Planning and Implementation class. It wasn't pretty at all. I delved into a story and this is what I came up with. So, sit back with your favorite beverage and enjoy the short story. 

Someone like Brian

Jerry McCann sat in his office grading papers and sipping his morning coffee when someone knocked on the door.

"Office hours are from two pm to four pm. Come back then." Jerry thought his irritable tone would surely deter the visitor.

Another knock prompted the music teacher to stand and make a bee line for his office door. He swung  the door with a disgruntled greeting. "What? Can't you see the hours posted?” Jerry pointed to the sign on his door.

"Well, yes. I see your sign Mr. McCann, but I'm the pianist." The man said with a country accent as he held out his hand. "Brian Dennison's my name. You invited me to speak to your class and this is the only time I have to chat with you before I do." Brian's kindness was undesirable at that time. Not at seven in the morning.

"I'm still having my first cup of coffee. You'll have to excuse my petulance. Can I get you a cup? I reckon we can chat since you're already here." Jerry didn't wait for a response. He walked over to his coffee pot and poured a cup. "Sugar and cream is here if you need it." Jerry left the cup on the counter and rounded his desk. He sat, took a sip, and resumed grading his students' music sheets, waiting for Brian to make his move.

Jerry, distracted by handsome physique, watched Brian out of the corner of his eyes, admiring the stocky build and broad shoulders. Brian's ass filled out his jeans in every respect. Brian stirred cream and sugar into the coffee, dropped his stirrer in the trash, and sat across from Jerry.

Jerry shoved his paperwork aside and looked across the desk at the handsome man, wondering how his short, stubby fingers could play the piano without hitting the wrong keys.

"I wanted to discuss what your expectations are," Brian said as he rubbed a finger around the rim of his Styrofoam cup.

"Honestly, I merely needed a timeslot to catch up on some grading. My hope is that you can keep them occupied with your knowledge of music and instruments." Jerry shifted his eyes to a painting on the wall, trying not to stare at his guest. He turned to the window to take a look at the sunrise and sip his coffee. "How long have you been playing the piano?"

"Since I was a kid; about twenty-two years or so." Brian replied with a questioning undertone.

"I see. That makes you about thirty years old then, huh?" Jerry turned to face Brian again, taking a half seat on the edge of his desk.

"Somewhere around there." Brian chuckled. "Is there a problem with that?"

"Age doesn't matter at all. I was merely asking to entertain my thoughts." Jerry's eyes fixed on Brian's and he thought he'd fall off the desk right then and there. The pools of blue seemed to pull Jerry right in. A stirring in his groin distracted him altogether.

"Sir, are you alright?" Brian's attempt to engage again was admirable, but Jerry wanted more.

"Sir? Please don't call me that. You make me sound old." Jerry's mood lightened.

Jerry spun a pencil on his desk. "You don't have time for lunch today would you? You said you were busy. However, we could have more time to talk later. I'm about to–"

"I tell you what. I'll meet with you tomorrow for lunch. You don't have me scheduled for class for two more days. Since your office hours are from 2 to 4, we'll meet up around that time. I'll make arrangements with my boss."

"I thought you were your own boss. You're a pianist." Jerry cocked his head.

"I'm also a housekeeper." Brian's gaze dropped to the floor.

"Oh. What I hear you saying is you're a houseboy with a passion for playing the piano." Jerry slid from the desk and back into his chair.

"That pretty much sums it up. Okay, it's a date." Brian stood, shook Jerry's hand, and turned to leave.

"Wait."

Brian stopped, turned on his heels, and raised a brow. "Yes?"

"Oh. Never mind. It's not important. I'll see you tomorrow." Jerry gestured his goodbye with a hand in the air.

Jerry waited for the door to shut and tapped the desk with his pencil. Sheesh. He's got one hell of a country accent. I love it!

Jerry went through the rest of the day struggling to get the thought of Brian out of his head. He couldn't wait to get home so he didn't have to concentrate. Several hours passed and Jerry didn't linger. He didn't wait for the students. He beat them out the door for once. He kept going despite the bantering behind him.

Finally! Jerry unlocked the door to his condo, opening and closing it as fast as he could. He dropped his briefcase at the door and ran up the stairs, unbuttoning and tugging at his clothes all the way to his bedroom. Shucking them immediately, Jerry stood in front of his mirror with his cock in hand. He rubbed and massaged it to full erection. Jerry stroked his cock slow. No lube. No spit. Nothing. Only the thought of his stout new acquaintance.

Jerry tightened his grip, but kept his pace. He eased up on the hold each stroke he made, lightly touching around the head of his cock. Jerry's cocked ached for release. His ball sac contracted and his cock throbbed. Jerry jerked his head back, rocked onto his toes, and closed his eyes, taking pleasure in the much needed release.

Jerry raised his head upright and opened his eyes. He reveled at the smile on his face. It's been too long since I've felt this way. He swooped down and grabbed a dirty sock and wiped the cum that ran down the mirror.

Jerry was already making plans on how he wanted the lunch date to go the following day. 

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What'd ya think? I know. It's short, but it works *grins*. Enjoy your week. I hope your week is as short as my story LOL, Lots o' love from Texas!