Chapter 4  -  Working Pleasures

I never once considered, when I first agreed to take this job, all the perks
there would be to working here.  I figured it’d be just the same as any
other management job, boot out the lazy asses, and put the cocky smart
mouthed kids in their places.  Oh sure, there’s always a chance to get into
some guy’s pants, there’s almost always someone looking to suck up to the
boss.  And so what if I made them do it literally?  I hadn’t had any
complaints yet...  No one would dare.

But things didn’t quite work out that way.  Maybe it was just luck, or maybe
that guy at head office that I’ve been fucking decided that this would be a
nice way to say thank you...  Either way I arrived here to find one of the
finest collections of studs that I’ve ever seen.  From Chris, the finest
piece of ass ever to grace a mailroom floor, to Eddie in accounts, who liked
to blow himself while I power fucked him.  And then there’s Nate, my
personal assistant.  My prized bull I guess you could say.

Nate was brought in at my request, not being a part of the original staff
here.  It caused a stir too, because there was a perfectly good secretary
waiting for me when I arrived.  Not that it mattered, because where I go,
Nate follows.  Nate’s mine, in every sense of the word, and that’s how it’s
going to stay until I say otherwise.  So the other secretary, Sarah I think
her name was, got transferred to another office.  So what?  You’d think I’d
fired her or something from the way the women around here started acting.

And then there was Frank.  Frank caught my eye the minute I walked through
the door.  He has what some people call pure animal magnetism.  He draws
people to him, and I was no exception.  I knew that first day, seeing him
leaning over to chat up one of the women workers, that he was going to be my
prize trophy in this office.  Pure macho man, and I’d have him on his knees
begging me for a taste of my cock.  Hell, I might even let Nate have a shot
at him, just to show him how absolutely powerless he was compared to me.

Frank could wait though, I still had a job to do, and from the look of
things, this place really needed to be ass kicked into shape.  I started in
hard and cut four people by the end of my first week.  I knew I wasn’t
making any friends, but I didn’t care.  Let them complain to head office, I
had my ass covered and the details of each dismissal were clearly outlined
and backed up.  No one questioned my decisions, because this is what I was
here to do...  By the second week people were starting to get desperate.
More than a few of them, men and women, started to make unannounced visits
to my office after work hours.  I always work later than everyone else, so
they figured that maybe some one on one time with me would gain them some
favour.  

The women I turned away without a second thought.  The guys had the pleasure
of learning what a real man could do.  Some of them, the ones that could
handle my sexual appetites, got to stay on a couple extra weeks.  But it
always ended the same.  I never did like a guy who was too easy...  Better
to have him put up a fight and end up with a tight piece of virgin ass.  By
the end of my first month I had cleared out another five jobs and the place
was finally starting to look and run like a pro.  That’s when I started to
look around the office for something a little more challenging.

Chris was the first.  As always I’d asked Nate to do some checking around
for me before I made any moves.  He’d always been good at making friends
with the all the guys, and this was no exception.  Before the second month
was out he’d been invited to join their squash games and had even spent a
couple weekends playing backyard football with them.  Not only did he get to
hear all complaints about work, he also started pumping for information
about their sex lives.  It didn’t take long to figure out which guys were
tight assed virgins and those got moved to the top of my list.
“
Chris was tall and blond.  With a short crew cut and a toned body he could
have passed for a marine.  The guys joked that he had a 24/7 hard on,
because he never could find a woman that completely satisfied him.  He’d
boast about how he’d fuck a girl so long and hard that she’d run dry on
him...  And one night when he and Nate were back at his place drinking, a
special gift I’d insisted Nate take with him that night, he even said that
he’d be trying to find a girl to let him take her up the ass.  Nate, not
wanting to miss an opportunity like this, asked why he’d want to fuck some
girl up the ass.  “Cause I want to be able to say I’ve done every fucking
thing there is to do with fucking...” he’d slurred.  “Everything?  Really?”
Nate had responded.  “Shit yeah,” Chris was getting excited now.  “I read
about how an ass is the tightest hole you can fuck, and I want to know what
that feels like!”  It wasn’t long after that Nate left, leaving Chris to
jerk his obviously hard meat in private.

“So Chris is looking to find out just how tight an ass can be, is he?” I’d
said when Nate told me later that night.  He didn’t respond though, because
his mouth was full of my own hard cock.  “Well, I think that I might just be
able to make his dreams come true!”  And with that I grabbed Nate’s head in
my hands and started to fuck his face with real excitement.  Oh the
possibilities!

The next day at work I had Nate carry a memoir down to Chris in the
mailroom.  “An inspection of your work area will be conducted this evening
exactly 15 minutes after office hours end at six o’clock.  You are expected
to be present and fully prepared to assist in whatever manner may be
necessary.”  I didn’t sign it, knowing that my show of arrogance would make
him all that much more annoyed.  Annoyed would translate into aggressive,
and that’s what I was counting on, the challenge.  Nate returned from the
mailroom to report that Chris had indeed been angered.  In fact he’d gone so
far as to call me a “fucking son of a bitch” and a “fucking asshole” in
front of Nate.  Just what I liked, a spirited man.  The rest of the day went
by without incident, though Chris didn’t hesitate to tell the guys at lunch
about my memo and what he’d like to do with me when we were alone.  I smiled
when I heard this, thinking that it would indeed be interesting to see what
he did with me when we were alone.

I didn’t arrive at the mail room until 20 minutes after six, I wanted to
sure that everyone had left, not to mention it wouldn’t hurt to add some gas
to Chris’ fire just to make things interesting.

“I assume ready for me now...” I said as I entered the room, the unspoken
suggestion that the delay was his fault left hanging in the silence.  I
could tell from the way he bit down on his lip that he wanted to tell me off
right then and there.  “First off, you need to know that I’ve been looking
over the inventory data, and there are some unexplained discrepancies in the
numbers...”  It was hard not to smile as I looked him in the eyes, seeing
the fire that was burning there grow more and more intense.  “If there’s
anything you need to tell me, now would be the time...” Another little
prick, I knew he couldn’t hold back much longer.  “A real man,” I said,
putting just a little extra emphasis on the word man, “would have the balls
to admit his mistakes...”  This time I smirked, letting him know exactly how
much of a “man” I thought he was...

The deep red flush that rushed up his neck and into his face was  the first
indication that something had finally cracked.  He lunged at me with a growl
and the next thing I knew we were both on the floor.  “You sorry son of a
bitch!” he yelled.  “You fucking asshole!”  He was now on his knees, looming
over me, with one hand balled into a fist and pulled back ready to hit me.
It wouldn’t have been the first time something like this had happened, but
it didn’t matter...  He hesitated, maybe considering if it was really worth
the risk, maybe just too mad to actually follow through... It didn’t matter
though, because I didn’t hesitate at all...

My knee hit him hard from behind.  As he fell towards me my right hand shot
straight into his crotch and I grabbed his cock and balls.  I had him rolled
over on to his back and my other hand gripping his throat before he even
realized what had happened.  I continued to grip his crotch in my hand,
squeezing and twisting at the same time.  His face twisted in fury and pain,
but so long as I held my grip he couldn’t get free.

With one last vicious twist of his balls I let go and stood up.  He lay on
the ground panting for several seconds before he even tried to get up.  Once
he was on his knees again I kicked him squarely in his already aching
crotch.  He dropped forward again, trying to cover his cock and balls with
both hands, as he pulled himself into a ball.  I kicked him again, this time
in the side.  “On your back” I barked.  When he didn’t move I used my foot
to push him, forcing him onto this back.  “Pull your hands away” I ordered,
and again he didn’t move.  “Pull your hands away or I’ll hurt you even more”
I said, my voice sounded cool and controlled.

To prove my point I put my foot on his hands and stepped down, adding more
and more of my weight.  When I lifted my foot back he was quick to pull his
hands to his sides.  “That’s better.”  I said.  “Now, get up on your hands
and knees, you’re going to give me a blow job.”  He looked up at me and the
fire was still there.  Nice, this is what I wanted.  He spit on my shoe.
“Fuck you, asshole” he said.  I smiled.  “Actually, I think I’d rather fuck
YOU, Chris.”  “But first I think you’ll want to get me ready...   It’ll hurt
a whole lot more if you make me take you dry.”

He lunged for me, but I knew it was coming.  I gripped his shoulders as he
came at me and turned to the pulling him with me.  His body twisted as he
fell and he landed on his back.  I was quick to climb on top of him, pinning
down his shoulders with my knees.  My crotch was now inches away from his
face, and the bulge would have been obvious to a blind man.

Looking down at him I smiled again.  “Now, as I said before, you’re going to
give me a blowjob.”  “And once you’ve got me nice and lubed, I’m going to
show you what it’s like be fucked by a man”.  He struggled underneath me,
but I was bigger and stronger, he wouldn’t be getting away any time soon.  I
reached down and undid the button on my pants.  I then pulled the zipper
down, ever so slowly, watching his anger boil over impotently.  I had made a
point of not wearing any underwear, knowing that it would only have slowed
me down, so as my pants fell open my cock popped out into the air.  The
foreskin was pulled back tightly, the plum sized head glistening in the open
light.  

“Like what you see?” I asked with contempt.  “You can hardly wait to get it
in your mouth, can you?”  He spit again, this time it landed on my shirt.
“I’d save that, if I were you, because you’re going to need a whole lot of
spit if you don’t want this fucker to rip your hole apart.”  I started to
reach back behind me towards his crotch and he stiffened.  “Oh don’t worry,
I’m not going to hurt you...  Just as long as you do what I tell you to do.”
My hand found the buckle on his belt and I started to work his pants open.
It only took me a second, I had lots of experience with this kind of thing.
Once I had his pants undone, I started to pull at his boxer briefs.

Despite the recent abuse, his cock had started to swell up as I finally
pulled it and his balls free of his underwear.  I couldn’t see it, looking
away, even for a moment, could have proved dangerous, but I could still feel
it...  Pretty big, with some hefty balls....  I bet he’s extra sensitive
too, I thought.  I took his balls into my hand and caressed them.  His
slight moan confirmed what I’d thought about his being sensitive there.  I
let go of his ball and slide my fingers around his ever growing cock shaft.
Once I had a grip, firm without being painful, I started to stroke him.
Again, he moaned, and I knew that I was winning.

As I felt his precum starting to drip I worked his cock harder.  I squeezed
him tighter and made my strokes even longer.  From the bass of his shaft
where I would stroke his balls with my pinky to the tip where the precum was
now flowing freely.  A small pool of it started to form on his stomach.  I
waited until he was moaning continually, knowing that he was now feeling
ecstasy like he’d never known before, then I scooped up what I could from
that pool and brought it forward.  His eyes popped open the moment I stopped
stroking him, and the look of anxious curiosity was clear on his face.  He
watched as I smeared his precum all over my own cock.   “There, now it’s all
ready for you” I said and began to lean forward.

He closed his mouth and turned his head away from me instantly.  “Come on
Chris, don’t make this harder than it already is” I all but whispered.  I
began to move again, but this time I released his arms...  It took him only
a second to realize what I’d done, and he was suddenly scrambling to his
feet.  I’d expected this reaction though, so my hand was already holding his
cock and balls again before he’d even made it to his knees.  “Lay back
down,” I said.  “Trust me, you’ll enjoy this...”  He looked at me, then, as
though I had completely lost my mind, but since I still held him in my hand
he had no choice but to do as I said.

“Take your pants off,” I suggested, “You can roll them up and use them like
a pillow, the floor is pretty hard.”  Again he looked at me, wondering why I
was suddenly being so nice and considerate.  Well, it doesn’t cost me
anything to be nice, especially when I’m so close to getting my prize.  He
bent forward and started to pull his pants further down and off.  I was
ready for him to try to push me off again, but this time he behaved.  Good,
I thought, he’s learning.  It took him a few seconds to get them all the way
off, his cross trainers were too big for him to slip his pants over.  He
threw his shoes off into a corner and proceeded to roll his pants up into a
sort of cushion.  Once he had it done I took it from him and placed it
behind him, about where I thought his head was going to be when he was
laying down. 

“Now, lay down on your back with and spread your legs nice and wide... Then
I’ll show you what you’ve been missing....”  He hesitated, so I put my hand
on his shoulder and started to push him back gently.  My other hand was
still holding his cock and balls, so there was little point in resisting.
Once he was settled I paused to take stock of what a prize he really was.
Tall, muscular, a smooth chest with only faint trail of hair leading from
his belly button down to his crotch.  He had a nice face too...  Clear blue
eyes, a strong chin and very sensual lips.  I knew then that I wanted to
taste those lips.  But first he would have the pleasure of a new taste... My
cock.

I swung my leg over his body, and placed a knee on either side of his head.
This left my cock and balls dangling above his face, my precum ready to
dribble all over his nose and mouth.  I leaned on my left elbow, bringing my
crotch ever close to his face, and adjusted my hold on his cock.  I let his
balls fall free and started to squeeze and pull at his cock.  It had never
gone soft, I realized suddenly.  “Now, how about you start by taking my cock
head into your mouth?” I suggested.  “Pretend it’s a big lollipop and you
can’t wait to get the surprise in the middle.”  I looked down at him as I
said this, a big smile on my face.  “And while you do that, I’ll return the
favour and show you just how great a blowjob can really feel.”

“And just in case you get any ideas...” I paused, “I’ll be sure to return
any Ofavours’ you might try...  Know what I mean?”  He nodded slightly but
said nothing.  I didn’t think he’d try anything funny, but it wasn’t
impossible...  Some guys think they can turn the tables by putting the
squeeze on me like that, but they soon learn better.

I lowered myself a little further, bringing myself just enough so that my
cock was bumping his lips.  “Open up for your treat” I said.  Then I bent
down myself and took his cock all the way to the base, my nose nestling
between his big balls.  It must have been the first time he’d ever had
someone take him in one gulp... He gasped, his mouth opening wide, and I
plunged my cock into his mouth.  Caught off guard, I was able to slide my
swollen cock in deep on the first thrust.  He gagged and I began to pull my
cock out again, though I stopped before my cock head popped out.

“Now that wasn’t so bad was it?” I said as I came up and off his cock.  He
tried to speak, but I slide another inch of my meat into his mouth, and
whatever he had said was muffled.  “No need to say anything, you just go to
work and get me nice and wet.”  As I spoke I slid my hand around and poked
playfully at his exposed hole.  “Don’t want you hurt after all...”

I felt his tongue slowly work its way around my cock head, stopping every
few seconds, then continuing on around to the other side.  I moved my hips a
bit to the side so that my cock was now poking at the inside of his cheek,
and then moved again to poke the other side.  I was being playful now,
trying to get him to loosen up.  He started sucking very lightly, the
pressure on my cock shaft almost impossible to feel.  I leaned in and took
his tool in my mouth again, this time staying at the head.  I swabbed it
with my tongue, cleaning it thoroughly and making him moan again.

I swirled my tongue around his cock head again and this time I started to
suck as I did so.  His moan was louder this time...  The more I licked and
sucked the more he responded.  Soon he started to mirror my actions...  I
would lick his cockslit and he would lick mine....  As I started to take
more of his cock into my mouth I felt his hands reach up and take hold of my
ass... He pulled me down onto him, very gently, and my cock slid ever
further into his mouth.

By the time I had his cockhead nestled in my throat for a second time he was
slurping at my cock as though it was his only joy in life.  His hands on my
ass gripped tighter still as he sought to take more and more of me in.  I
could feel his throat contract around my cock every time he swallowed.  I
could also feel the build up in his own cock, his cum just seconds away from
exploding into my mouth.  I wasn’t finished with him yet, though, so I
slowly pulled off of his cock and started to pull away from him.

He reached for me, trying to pull me back down on to him, maybe thinking
that if he succeeded in making me cum now then I would let him leave...  I
could easily have let him go on believing it too, knowing that even if I
were to shower him with my cum now, I would be still be ready to plow his
hole.  The thought of misleading him like that now made me feel guilty,
though, so I pulled away more insistently.

“You did a really wonderful job down there Chris...” I smiled.  “And now I
think you’re ready to learn your other lesson for today...”  His expression
was one of concern mixed with fear.  “I can’t...” he began, but I stopped
him with a look.  “Don’t worry, you’ll do just fine” I said.

I began by lifting his near leg and guiding it up and slightly to one side.
“You might want to hold on to your legs, it will make this a lot easier for
both of us” I said.  He pulled his other leg up the way the first was and
his ass cheeks parted.  His hole was nestled in a dusting of fine hairs, and
it was more beautiful than I could have imagined.

I didn’t waste any time in lining up the head of my cock with his hole.  It
was covered with spit and precum, so I gently rubbed it around his hole,
lubricating him as I did so.  As he felt my cock touching around his hole
his entire body tensed.  “Relax...” I said, “Don’t try to fight it.”  His
muscles were still tensed though, and I knew there was only one way to do
this.  I reached between his legs and took hold of his cock again.  I
stroked it up and down, squeezing it more tightly than before.  I knew he’d
been close to bursting before, and he was just about on the edge now...  I
pulled at his cock, harder and faster, his moaning becoming louder, his head
pushing back, his mouth open wide....  I watched as his balls pulled up
tighter and tighter to his body, seeming almost as though they would
disappear forever.  And then the first wave hit.  His entire body convulsed
as he climaxed, and I knew it was time...

I never stopped pulling at his now erupting cock while I lined my own hard
prick up with his hole...  His eyes were squeezed tightly shut, his head
flung back against the floor, he was barely even aware of my presence any
more.  That would soon change...  My first thrust left me almost half way
lodged into him.  His moan was cut abruptly short as he sucked in air...  A
mixed look of surprise and pain shot across face, even as his cum continued
to pump out in gobs and spurts.  My second thrust was more forceful than the
first, and I slid so far in that my balls slapped playfully against his ass
cheeks.  This time his popped open, a glazed look upon them... His
thresholds for both pleasure and pain were being pushed to and then beyond
their limits...  I could feel his hole contract around my cock with each new
spurt from his cock, and the sensation made me want to fuck him even more.

I held my strokes though, wanting to give him time to adjust to the
massiveness of my cock inside of him.  His breathing was rough and his whole
body was flushed.  The flow of cum from his cock had slowed to a drool,
forming a small lake in the area of his navel.  His cock seemed softer now,
though still engorged, his passion was only partly used up.  Good, I
thought.  I began to draw my cock out of him, pulling slowly at first and
then with more force.  He moaned again, and I felt his the rings of muscle
in his hole contract around me.  I pulled more insistently, and the grip
tightened again.  A final pull brought me almost all the way out of him.
Now only my cock head was still lodged inside his warm hole.

Leaning forward, I started to slide back into him, slowly and smoothly this
time.  As my balls slapped a second time into the smooth cheeks of his ass,
I leaned further still, bringing my mouth so close to his.  My kiss was
little more than a peck, as chaste as it could be in such a situation.  I
knew from experience than some men, though happy to give over their cock and
ass, will not kiss another man.  As though the act of kissing is more
intimate than gulping on a swollen cock, or being invaded it.  And so I
hesitated in trying to kiss this young stud with the passion I was feeling
for him in that moment.  To my surprise, and perhaps even to his, he sought
out my mouth for a second, more meaningful kiss.

My surprise was soon replaced by a sense of pure abandon as I kissed him
even more passionately, opening my mouth to him, wanting to taste him in a
new way.  His tongue slithered into my mouth without hesitation, and the
battle was on again.  The kiss became a contest between us, our tongues
dueling, first in my mouth, then in his.  It was strange, in a way, as I had
continued to plunge and pull away, my cock filling him over and over again.
The kiss raged on, both our breaths coming in quicker and deeper gasps for
air.  But neither would relent, neither would give the advantage to the
other.

Eventually our kiss did end.  And at some point in what had seemed like an
eternity, I had spilled my seed in him, which had in turn spilled from him
onto the floor beneath us.  It had all been more than I ever could have
hoped.  It was the first of many times.  Chris became one of my “regulars”,
learning from me the many ways to make another man happy.  And though he was
to be the first, he was certainly not the last....  Until Frank interfered.
Until Frank dared to steal his joys from my private garden.

Until Frank dared to take Nate.