Forced to Wank - Next Day at the Office - Part Two
It all felt so surreal, to be sitting there, in a customer's office, naked, my skin feeling the breeze of the air conditioning unit in the ceiling. How would I be able to concentrate on negotiating in this state?
The man from my cabin got up and walked round the table towards me. He glanced at my penis, which had lost its erection and was nestled amongst my pubic hair. "I told you to get your penis erect. Who told you that you could let it go soft again? Now bloody well get get it hard again, and keep it like that. But don't you dare think of cumming, or there will be consequences."
I moved my hand down to my crotch and started fondling myself. At the touch of my hand my cock started filling out again and rose up out of my dark pubes. I could see he had his smartphone out again, videoing me. I think in part from knowing I was being videoed, and realising how debased I was, my cock grew from soft to its full length, jerking as the head started to be exposed from under the foreskin.
Once he had seen I was hard again he said "Now I think you should show young Andy here the lengths you will go to to win this contract." He glanced in the direction of Andy's crotch to make it clear what he meant. I saw Andy shuffling in his seat - maybe he was getting nervous at the thought of any action involving him. But the man was having none of it. "Get under the table and over to him now" he ordered.
So with a sense of foreboding, I slipped off the meeting room chair onto my knees and crawled under the table towards Andy, my hard-on jutting out below me. I heard some movement behind me, and looking round I noticed that the man had swiped my clothes from the chair on which I had stacked them. The safety blanket of my clothing had just gone. I felt even more on edge.
I shuffled over to Andy, and put my hands on his knees. He coughed nervously. I knew what the man expected me to do, so without further ado I placed my hand on Andy's fly zipper. I could feel his penis throbbing under my fingers. I started to undo his zipper when I was told abruptly by the man leading proceedings "Use your teeth." So I levered myself forward so my head was right in Andy's crotch. As I lifted my head to reach his zipper I caught a glimpse of his face - his expression seemed to be a mix of fear and excitement at the thought of having a fantasy fulfilled.
I grasped his zipper with my teeth, my nose close to his crotch smelling the shower gel he had used mingled with his manly scent. In other circumstances this would be a fantasy come true, but I felt vulnerable and trapped. He helped me by undoing his trouser buckle and lifting himself off the seat, and I then carefully grasped the waistband of his boxers with my teeth and started to pull it down. I could feel him helping to slide his boxers down. His bushy pubes brushed across my nose as his boxers slipped down, and then I could feel the stem of his cock, before it sprung out, pre-cum glistening on the exposed head. I wasn't wrong when I thought the whole experience was turning him on massively. My penis was also staying erect without any helping hand from me, as his cock rubbed across my cheek.
I was just about to envelop him in my mouth when there was a knock at the door and it was opened. I ducked my head back down under the table and cowered there on all fours. Andy quickly placed his hands over his crotch and shifted his seat under the table.
"Would you like any teas or coffees" the team secretary said to the pair of them. I could see her black high heels and shapely legs from my position under the table. "Oh, where is the supplier - I thought he was with you?" I remained frozen in place under the table. If she found me now, on all fours, naked, with my cock erect and my balls hanging low, then my career would be over.
"He's just having to reconsider his negotiation strategy. And we'll have three coffees please" the man said confidently.
With that, she stepped out of the room and closed the door. I let out a sigh of relief - I must have been holding my breath the whole time she was in the room.
"Who said you could stop pleasuring Andy?" the man exclaimed, and aimed a kick at me under the table. It caught me on my ribs and glanced across the exposed head of my stiff penis, causing me to wince, but I moved forward to carry on my tending to Andy. His erection had deflated somewhat but with my mouth and tongue working over his shaft, and him watching my head bobbing up and down over his crotch he was soon fully hard and dripping pre-cum in my mouth. Suddenly the door re-opened. It was the secretary back with the coffees.
Andy folded his hands over his lap, and I could feel his hands on the back of my head, pushing me down all the way onto his cock, so I was breathing from my nose through his pubes, smelling the clean scent from his shower mingling with the sweat he was generating from being sucked off. I could feel his cock head tickling the back of my throat and was trying to stay calm. If I gagged now there would be no way she wouldn't discover me there. Saliva was dripping out of my mouth into his bushy dark pubes, and my heart was thumping in my chest.
Having arranged the coffees on the table she slowly left the office. Despite the air conditioning, my body was now covered in a sheen of perspiration, and I wondered if she had smelt the sweat in the air. Andy removed his hands from his lap, enabling me to move up and down along his penis again. The frisson of danger, of nearly being caught, made his dick harder than ever and I could feel it swelling in my mouth. I sensed he must be close to cumming. He was. The first jets of his spunk went right down my throat, and then he pulled my head up so that the next shots went in my mouth, my tongue tasting his cum as it spurted against my teeth. He had quite a load built up in his large balls, as it keep on squirting into my mouth.
"Keep it in your mouth" the man from my cabin demanded, "and get out from under the table". I obeyed.
I crawled out, stood up and looked at Andy. He had a look of post-cum euphoria on his face, and I could see his large uncut penis slowly drooping back down to rest against his balls and bushy pubes, the glans being covered as his penis turned flaccid again.
Looking at Andy's softening uncut penis, knowing it had just been in my mouth, turned me on massively, and my penis jerked ever more erect as I stood in the middle of the meeting room. "Now open your mouth and show me his cum" the man ordered, and as I did so he used his smartphone to take a picture of me. He then switched it to video mode, and filmed me standing there naked with the cum in my mouth, making me move the cum around with my tongue and then swallow it down, then panning up and down over my body, making it clear I was naked and hard in an office environment. Everything was on display on video - my penis jutting out from my pubes, my trim stomach, my lightly haired, muscled legs, and the remnants of another man's cum around my lips.
I was ruined. Whatever would happen to me next?
This is the continuation of my first story - Forced to Wank on the Overnight Train. I would welcome any comments or suggestions. It turns me on to know if you have been wanking to this story. Please let me know where you think I should take the story, and what should happen to the characters?
My email address is jr75_xxx@yahoo.co.uk
Thanks to all those who wrote in response to the first parts - I have tried to take some of the ideas on board.