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Office Bang 2 By Wag
After Eric, Dan, and Josh left I laid on Eric's desk collecting my thoughts. I couldn't believe what had just happened. Looking down and seeing the cum on my body told me it was true. I felt more dribble out of my asshole. Slowly I eased off the desk onto the floor. My back, arms, legs, and hole were sore. Especially my hole. I quickly cleaned up Eric's office, as I was told. My shirt was useless since Dan had ripped it off me, taking all the buttons with it. Luckily I had a hoodie in my cubicle. I put it on over my bare chest. Then I finished making Eric's copies. Once I was done I got out of there.
Back in my apartment, I stripped down and got in the shower. I still had dried cum on me. As I washed it off I replayed that night's events in my head. Eric, Dan, and Josh taking turns fucking me. I saw that I had bruises on my arms where Josh and Dan had held me down while Eric raped my ass. My lips hurt from when they had face fucked me and later gagged me with my tie. I probably had scratches on my back from being pulled across the desk and jackhammered. It all hurt so bad and so good at the same time. I had wanted all of it. Shit I wanted it again. By now my 6.5 inch cock was standing at attention. I squirted some shower gel in my hand and used it to stroke my dick. Despite having just cum a couple of hours ago, I was ready for more. I leaned against the shower wall and jacked off. I stopped for a second to squirt more shower gel in my hands. I jerked with my right hand and added some gel to my crack with my left. Slowly I eased my middle finger into my hole. I winced at the pain. My no-longer-virgin hole had taken a beating tonight, but I still wanted something up there. I worked my hole and stroked at the same time. Fuck this feels good, I thought. I went faster. My moans echoed off the shower wall. Suddenly I had a quick flash of Eric staring down at me as he pounded my ass. That's all it took. My balls tightened up and cum shot out of my piss slit. Four or five squirts. I watched as it went down the drain. Damn. I was exhausted. I turned off the shower, walked into my room, and collapsed onto my bed. The weekend went by in a blur. I ran some errands, met up with friends for dinner, and watched bad TV. The memory of what had happened in Eric's office was always with me. It fueled my jackoff sessions. As I fucked myself with my now puny dildo I pictured Eric's 9.5 inch cock in me. And Josh and Dan. After cuming yet again on Sunday night, it hit me. I had to go to work tomorrow and see them. What would it be like post-gang bang? How could I even look them in the eye after they all used me like that? But most importantly I wondered if it would happen again. Cause I really fucking wanted it to.
As it turns out, nothing happened. At first. Monday morning was just like any other. I was instantly busy with work handed down to me from different assistants. I didn't even see the guys until lunch time. I was putting files away into one of the cabinets when I looked up and saw them on their way to the elevator. They walked right by, completely ignoring me. They got into the elevator. Josh and Dan were deep in conversation. Just as the doors closed, Eric looked up. Our eyes locked. He gave me that grin of his and then the doors closed. I looked down and noticed I had popped a boner. Damn. The rest of the day was uneventful. I kinda forgot about the guys. I was too busy doing lame intern grunt work. Around 8:30pm everyone was gone, or so I thought. I was at my usual place: the copy machine. It was another copy job for Eric. I saw the light was still on in his office. I guess I had been too busy to notice that he was still here. My cock twitched. Stop it, I thought. Just finish up and go home. Finally I was done and started packing up to go. And then I heard Eric's door open.
"Hey, Tom?" he called out. I stopped what I was doing.
"Yes, Mr. Shaw?" I answered.
"Can you come in here for a sec?" he said. He disappeared into his office without waiting for an answer. Tentatively I walked down the hall and into his office. He was sitting on the edge of his desk.
"Shut the door," he ordered. I did as I was told. "Have a seat Tom," he said, nodding to the chair in front of his desk. I quickly sat down. "We haven't had a chance to talk since Friday night. You did a good job with those copies," he finished.
"Uh, no problem," I said. Did he really bring me in here to talk about copies?
"You seem to do well with any task you're given, Tom. You can take on anything it seems. You proved that Friday night when took on all three of us," he said. My eyes widened. Eric grinned. "You don't think I brought you in here just to talk about copies?" he asked.
"No, Mr. Shaw," I answered. He peered down at me.
"Of course not. I bet you were wondering all day if I would bring it up. How you took my cock, and then Josh, and Dan. You were a regular pro, man. It's funny because when I first got in you I noticed you were pretty tight. Were you a virgin, Tom? Did I pop your cherry?" he asked with a sneer.
"Um, yes, you did, Mr. Shaw," I replied quietly.
"Well you might have come in this office a virgin, but you left a slut," Eric said. I blushed. He licked his lips. "Hey have you seen the view from up here?" he asked gesturing to this windows. What the hell, I thought?
"Take a look," he said. I got up and walked over to the floor to ceiling window. He was right. He had an incredible view of Manhattan from his office. I took it all in, wondering where this was going. Suddenly I felt Eric come up behind me. He stood close to me. "Great, isn't it?" he asked. I could feel his breath on my ear.
"Yes, it is," I answered.
"I like to take in the view as I'm fucking a bitch," Eric stated. Oh shit. He got closer, pushing my body into the window with his. He put his hand on the back of my neck, holding it tightly. Keeping me in place. Then he whispered into my ear, "You're not the first one I've had in here, Tom. I fucked a lot of people in this office. I took their mouths and their tight holes. Probably popped a few cherries. Turned some bright young interns, like you, into cock craving sluts. Tell me, Tom, were you jonesing for cock all weekend after my buddies and I ran that train on you?" he asked.
"Uh..." I began.
"I know you were. Bet you were prowling all over Manhattan for something to fill your hole. Did you find it?" he asked.
"No..."I started.
"What? Couldn't pull any dick? Did you just jack off all weekend? Bet you did. I bet you fucked the hell out of your hole with a dildo you keep in your nightstand by the bed," he finished. Damn he was psychic. "Did you think of me when you were banging yourself, Tom?" he asked. He began to grind his suit-covered crotch against my ass. "Did you imagine my big dick pounding your tight little ass? Bet you were moaning my name, wishing it was really me inside you and not that toy. You need the real thing," Eric said. He slammed his crotch into my ass to make his point.
"Fuck. Yeah, I do," I whimpered. Eric pulled away from me and turned me around.
"Get on your knees where you belong," he ordered. I dropped to my knees, eye-level with his crotch. "Suck me first," he demanded. I squeezed the lump in his pants. Then I reached up and undid his belt. His pants hit the ground. His white boxer briefs were a little wet with precum. I licked at the spot, feeling the heat from his cock. I needed it. I yanked his underwear down and was almost hit in the face with his dick. It was just as I remembered from Friday night. Long, veiny, and thick. My mouth watered. I quickly took him inside me. He tasted so good. Instantly I began to work his cock. Sucking and slurping. Eric was right. I was a cock craving slut. I didn't care though as I proceeded to give him a sloppy blow job. My own spit and his precum were all over my lips. I was loving it. Taking him all the way down and then up again. I loved the smell of his sweaty crotch and the feel of his pubes on my nose every time I hit bottom. Above me, Eric moaned. "That's it. Take it," he said. He pushed the back of my head down, wanting to get every inch of his cock down my throat. I opened up for him. He took over and gave me a quick, steady face fuck. He was using my mouth to get off. With my hands free, I groped my own crotch, dying to let my dick out. Suddenly, Eric stopped and pulled his cock out of my mouth. He pulled off his shoes, underwear, and slacks. His shirt came next, leaving him in just his black dress socks. He went over to his desk and retrieved a bottle of lube from his top drawer. I waited on my knees. "Take your clothes off," he barked. I sprang to my feet and tore my clothes off in a flash. Eric was lubing up his cock as I completed my task. After I was naked (and hard), I stood there waiting for further instructions. He came over to me, spun me around, and slammed me face-first into the window. I was shocked. I thought he'd lube up my hole and loosen me up first, but instead he shoved his 9.5 inch cock right into ass.
"Fuck!" I yelled.
"I know you like it rough, bitch. Just like the other night. Now shut up or I'll have to gag you again," he exclaimed. I did as I was told. Eric pulled out a few inches and then slammed back into me. Then he started to fuck the hell out of me. In and out. Going deeper with each thrust. He knocked the wind out of me a few times. I used my hands to brace myself against the window. Luckily it was strong glass. Eric didn't let up on me. He pinned my face against the window as he attacked my hole. At first it hurt like hell, but after I started to breathe and relax (like the other night) the pain went away. Surprisingly, my dick was still hard. It was smashed against the glass by Eric's weight on my back. He was really laying into me. He kept a strong grip on my shoulders as he buried every inch of his cock into my hole. "Yeah, you like that? You're finally getting the cock you wanted all weekend. Better than that dildo. Look out at that skyline. You know if anyone from one of those buildings looked over here they would see me taking your ass. They'd know what a fucking slut you are. Getting railed in the window," he explained. He was right. With the lights on in his office anyone could see what was going on. But I didn't care. I was high on sex and I didn't want it to stop. I squeezed my asshole around Eric's cock, making it tighter. He moaned.
"Fuck me," I begged.
"Yeah, I'm going cream your greedy hole. It's too damn good," he exclaimed with a grunt. He pounded my ass six or seven more times until he reached his breaking point. He buried his face into my shoulder as his cum shot deep inside me. It drenched my hole. At the same time I stroked my cock a couple of times before my own load fired off. It hit the window pane, dripping down the glass. Fuck. Eric and I were both breathing hard as we recovered. After a few seconds he pulled out of me. I suddenly felt empty and wanted him back inside me. But it was over. He was already putting his clothes on.
"Get dressed and get out," he ordered. I got my clothes on. Eric was back behind his desk, looking at his computer screen. I guess I had been a break from his busy work night. Now he was done with me. I went to the door and started to leave.
"Hey, Tom?" Eric said. I turned to him.
"Yes, Mr. Shaw?" I asked.
"Keep up the good work," he replied with a grin. I nodded and walked out, shutting the door behind me.
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