Harper's Troubles - "Hurry Up!"

Rewriting a short I wrote on Tumblr, replacing "Eddie" with Harper because I find that really hot and also once Adam finds out, he's going to go crazy lol! Hope you enjoy this story!

"Hurry up and suck on them bro, I don't got all day." Harper grumbled, trying his best not to make eye contact with his eager co-worker Eddie, instead focusing on making sure that no one was looking into his car and lingering about watching the show. 

Eddie was more than eager, he was fucking elated--his whole body shaking with pent up energy and excitement. For months, he had dreamed of getting his big greasy paws on Harper Wolfe's massive pecs and large stiff nipples; Harper was more than aware at how sexy he was to others and showed off his most important assets in the best way possible. But unfortunately, he was on the DL or the downlow and didn't want to jeopardize his professional or private lives. He was married to his lovely wife Tiffany and had a kid with her named Anthony, who already had offers from many prestigious colleges in the country. 

Harper grabbed Eddie's head after the man paused in thought, pulling his head down toward the silver-dollar sized black areolas stretched over Harper's smooth, near melon-sized pecs. Like it was natural to him, Eddie's mouth opened slightly and he latched on automatically, sucking the entirety of Harper's stiff, downward facing nipples in his wet warm mouth. 

"Fuuuccckkkkk--mmmm!" Harper groaned at the feeling of pleasure surging through his body. He could feel his semi-hard dick pressing against his tight jeans and opened his legs wider, so he could be a little more comfortable. 

Harper used to be extremely self-conscious of his nipples, trying his best throughout high school and some of college to hide them. All of the hungry stares from other dudes and the jealous ones from chicks that he tried to hook up with really took a toll on him. Thankfully, he was able to work through all of those problems with help from a friend he made in college named Lance, who taught Harper that his large man tits and nipples could make life better for him. 

Harper was abruptly pulled out of his thoughts as Eddie bit aggressively on his right nipple. 

"What?! What the fuck bro, be gentle--don't fucking tear it off!" Harper yelled, instinctively smacking Eddie's meaty ass--feeling his dick jump again at the sight of Eddie's butt jiggle from the impact. 

Eddie let out a muffled moan, before going back to sucking and chewing hard. He alternated between each nipple, but when one wasn't being covered in spit from his mouth, the other was being groped and manhandled by his free hand. 

Harper would never openly admit it to Eddie, but he fucking loved nippleplay--only able to experience it from a random person he could find on a forum or dating app, since Tiffany was more inclined to eat him out in the bedroom than anything else. She had a weird fetish for big butts on men and definitely had an obsession with Harper's big black butt in college. Harper was 99.9% sure that Tiffany was the writer of a series of erotic columns, centered around hunky and chubby men with big phat asses being manhandled and fucked in their alma mater's newspaper. If only Tiffany knew how much of a nipple slut Harper could turn into. 

"Big fucking beautiful muscle tits--probably full of man milk because their so fucking big--gonna milk you good man, that's the only way." 

Harper rolled his eyes and leaned his head back, but inside he fucking loved Eddie's dirty talk as he wagged his tongue from side to side over Harper's nipple. He let the waves of pleasure roll over himself, but suddenly he felt something weird on his chest. It felt...wet? 

What the fuck? Harper's eyes went wild at the sight. 

His dark brown--nearly black nubs that looked like big rubber bullets on his chest, were leaking white fluid that looked suspiciously like milk. Harper was fucking LACTATING and it made precum like a water hose right in his jeans, a large wet patch forming on the front. 

"Fuck yeah boy!" Eddie dove back in, sucking HARD as a stream of muscle milk sprayed into his awaiting mouth and down his hungry gullet. 

Harper's milk tasted sweet but slightly salty, but smelled like an intense musk like Eddie had his face pressed into Harper's sweaty armpit or ass crack. Eddie was harder than ever before, reaching underneath the tight elastic band of his shorts and grabbing ahold of the red hot rod he had. A stroke or two and Eddie fired eight loads onto the floor of Harper's SUV. 

Eddie kept drinking until he could tell that Harper's left pec was drying up and switched to the other one, cumming again at how sweeter the milk was in Harper's right pec. 

Harper and Eddie were in cloud fucking nine and wished that it would never end. 

Just like Eddie, Harper was on the verge of cumming again, which only happened when Eddie said something that was a little cringy. 

Eddie pulled off of Harper's milk dribbling right nipple, rubbing his lips with the leaky nub and glanced up into Harper's eyes--his own glazed over with ecstasy. He grabbed ahold of Harper's cock, giving it a firm squeeze and mumbled clearly, in a boyish voice, "Can I get milk from this too, daddy?" 

Harper couldn't stop the abnormal amount of white hot cum that was released from his backed up balls, spraying an abnormally-large amount of cum into his jeans. The wet patch on the front became even larger as cum leaked through the already soaked fabric. It all came out with a choked groan from his throat, spilling down his hairy thigh and leg. 

"Fuck!" Harper groaned as he kept cumming, realizing that he had ruined his pants and their break was almost up. 

Thankfully Eddie was there for support, "Hey it's cool dude, I got some extra basketball shorts you can wear." 

As Harper peeled the completely soaked pants off of his lower half, Eddie decided to help his new buddy out even more scrapping and licking up all of the spent cum, until Harper was completely cum-free and then handed him the extra pair of basketball shorts from his car. 

That would be the second decision he would regret that day, accepting the shorts that were four sizes too small for his big black ass and giant dick. They were so short, half of his ass was exposed from the back and if he pulled them down to cover up his enormous, jiggly backside--his balls and dick would pop out of the front. No matter what he did, something would be showed off or exposed, so he decided to wing it and let an equal amount of skin be shown to now only his co-workers and boss, but the surprised and aroused customers that came into the store. 

Harper became a favorite salesman after that day, with his boss forcing him to wear the makeshift uniform as his official one. His boss could tell that Harper was using his best assets to his advantage to make the most guaranteed sale with a customer. Eventually, other dealerships took note and began to force their athletic, caked up salesmen to wear similar uniforms as car sales went right through the roof. The worse of it for Harper was taking a group photo with the other salespeople in his new scantily clad uniform, with his boss and the photographer forcing him to twist his waist around and point his barely-covered posterior at the camera. 

Harper would never tell a soul, except for Lance of course (who told many others), but he was rock hard throughout the photoshoot--having to run to the bathroom and squirt a couple loads into the toilet. No one had a clue that Harper was jerking off in there, since their eyes were glued to his bouncing, jiggling jello ass cheeks. They clapped all the way to the bathroom.