Date: Wed, 4 Jun 2014 19:19:55 -0700 (PDT)
From: Wag Stories <wagstories@yahoo.com>
Subject: Office Bang, Part 7

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Office Bang 7

By Wag

I woke up to the blinding morning sunlight shining in my face. I was
disoriented for a second before remembering that I was in Bruce's bed. I
had spent the night after getting tag teamed by him and Eric. I was too
exhausted to move and ended up cuddling with Bruce until I fell asleep. Who
cuddles after a DP? Me, I guess. Bruce must have gotten up early since he
was nowhere to be found. I looked over and saw my clothes neatly folder on
a chair along with a fluffy towel. How nice of him. Or his maid. Or maybe a
houseboy. A shower sounded good about now. I was feeling grimy. I rose out
of bed and stretched. Ugh. My asshole was still sore from last night. I
reached back there to asses the damage. Luckily, I hadn't actually been
ripped in two. It felt like it at the time. I walked into Bruce's bathroom
and turned on the water in the shower. It was a huge set up with two
showerheads. I could only imagine all the slip-and-slide action that had
gone down in there. The water felt great. All of the sweat, lube, and cum
rolled off my body. I thought back to last night. Blowing Eric in the limo
in front of Bruce's hot driver, Derek; going back and forth between Eric
and Bruce; and finally getting DP's by them. My memories were causing my
dick to rise. I started to lather it up with the body gel. Stroking away as
the steam enveloped me. A soft moan escaped my lips. Damn, I could blow
right now. Or wait and have the real thing with Bruce. He had to be around
the apartment. Another session with him would be better than doing
myself. I switched the water off and got out. After drying off I put my
clothes on. I left my shirt unbuttoned to show off my hard nips. On the way
down the hall I heard Bruce on the phone.

"Yes, email me those reports right away. And your notes too," he
requested. I walked into the living room and found him sitting on the couch
surrounded by files. He was wearing a white terrycloth robe that was opened
a little. Very sexy. He looked up and waved me over to the bar stool across
from the couch. I poured myself a glass of orange juice from the pitcher on
the bar. "Ok, thanks, I'll call you if I need anything else", he said
hanging up the phone. "Morning, Tom."

"Morning."

"How'd you sleep?"

"Great. I wish you were there when I woke up though."

"Me too," he said drinking in the sight of my exposed chest. "But I had all
this to get to," he said gesturing to the files.

"But, it's Saturday."

"Not for me. I'm up to my ears in work here. Did I mention that it sucks to
be the boss?" he laughed.

"A few times," I replied.

"Anyways, I thought you'd be too worn out from last night."

"A little. It was my first DP."

"I thought so. Hey, I hope we weren't too rough on you."

"I'm used to it. Eric never holds back."

"True. I knew you'd be into it after you got past the...discomfort. There's
a thin line between pain and pleasure," he noted spreading his legs a
little under that robe. From my vantage point on the barstool I could see
he definitely wasn't wearing underwear.

"And you two pushed me right over. As much as I like two on one I'm kinda
glad Eric left. Now I can just focus on you," I said eyeing Bruce's
crotch. I saw his dick move a little. Bruce spread his legs wider.

"I'd love that but I have a lot of work to do." He looked at his
watch. "And a conference call in a few minutes," he finished.

"Well I better be quick," I said. I got down off the stool and onto my
knees in front of him. I took off the shirt that was barely covering my
chest. Bruce reached down and rand his hands over my nipples.

"Get to it, boy," he commanded. I undid the belt on his robe and opened it
up. I was met with his hot dick that had continued to rise while we were
talking. I stroked it, feeling its girth all the way down to the base and
those neatly clipped pubes. I stuck out my tongue and tasted the
head. Licking down to the shaft. Bruce was inpatient. "I don't have much
time," he reminded. I understood and took his cock in my mouth. He sighed
above me. I got down to business, sucking his dick up and down. Putting my
whole face in his lap. I held onto his strong thighs as I worked. Bobbing
my head up and down. Bruce continued to moan. He closed his eyes and
smiled. He was happy to sit back and let me do all the work. I was cool
with that. I loved servicing him. Slurping his cock like a popsicle on a
warm day. It was becoming my favorite treat. I put my hand on his balls and
squeezed them, feeling the cum churning inside. "Yeah almost there," he
warned. I started to work harder. Really bobbing on it. I wanted that
load. I squeezed his balls again. Bruce moaned loudly. His body went
rigid. I felt the cum rise in his dick and then it shot right into my
mouth. Spurt after spurt. I had to swallow quickly. I chugged all of it
down. Finally, I came up for air. Bruce was gasping above me, coming down
from his orgasm. He looked down at me and pulled me up. He opened his mouth
and I stuck my tongue it. I let him taste his cum as our tongues
met. Finally he broke the kiss. "Damn, you're good," he complimented me.

"Thank you. Too bad this has to end so soon," I replied. I rand my hands
through his chest hair. I hoped he'd change his mind about that conference
call and continue our play. I was rock hard.

"Unfortunately it does," he said sadly. He gently pushed me away. Damn. I
got the hint and got off my knees. He tied his robe up and got off the
couch as I put my shirt on. "But we'll have plenty of other opportunities
in the future," he said. He looked down and saw the tent my dick had
pitched. He grabbed it, making me gasp a little. "Until then I'm sure
you'll find a way to take care of this," he continued with a wink.

"I definitely will," I responded. He escorted me to his front door.

"By the way, Derek is waiting in the garage to drive you home," Bruce
said. He gave me a quick kiss before opening the door. "Have a good
weekend, Tom."

"You too," I said. And with that he closed the door on me and my painfully
hard cock. Oh well, I guess I'll go beat off at home. I took the elevator
down to the garage. The doors opened to reveal Derek waiting for me by the
town car. He was dressed more casually today. He looked closer to my age
out of the suit. I'd say he was in his mid-20's. He wore a white polo shirt
and black slacks. They showed off his hot black muscular body.  Huge arms
and pecs. And probably a 6-pack underneath. Looking at him made my dick
even harder, if possible.

"Morning," he greeted me while opening the back door.

"Hey, Derek," I replied getting in the back. He shut the door behind me and
got in the front. We took off. "I live..." I began.

"Bruce told me already," he said cutting me off. Of course he did. Bruce
was always one step ahead. We continued on in silence for a few
minutes. Derek stared straight ahead at the road. "So did you have a good
night?" he asked knowingly.

"Yeah, it was pretty eventful. You saw a little of it in here before you
dropped us off," I replied. He smiled.

"Wouldn't be the first time,"

"So this car gets a lot of action?" I wondered.

"You could only imagine."

"Do you ever join in?"

"No, Bruce and I keep it strictly professional. But it's fun to watch. One
eye on the road and the other on the back seat," he responded.

"And your hand in your lap," I teased.

"No, that could be dangerous. But after he and his, um, passenger get out
for the night...well you know," he said.

"I think I do," I said. I had a hot vision of Derek stroking off in the
front seat. I wondered what his cock was like. Probably huge. Not to
stereotype.

"How about this morning? Was that eventful too?" he asked.

"Kinda. For Bruce mainly. He had work to do so he kicked me out, after he
came of course."

"But, before you could," he finished. I nodded. "You must have a bad case
of blue balls right now," he smirked.

"Um, definitely," I said with a chuckle.

"What are you going to do about it?" he asked. That was a loaded question.

"Probably go home and jack off. Unless you have a better idea," I said. I
hoped he would.

"Well I am used to watching from up here. If you can't wait until you get
home...," he trailed off. We had come to a stoplight. Derek looked at me in
the rearview mirror. I stared back.

"The windows are tinted," I noted as my hand groped my cock through my
pants. I was so fucking hard. Derek watched me from up front. I unbuttoned
my pants and pushed them and my underwear down to my ankles. My cock sprung
out. I licked my palm and started to stroke for Derek. He watched
appreciatively. A car horn broke up the scene. We both jumped. The light
had turned green. Derek hit the gas and we were off again. I continued to
jerk my dick. Derek kept an eye on me.

"Very nice. I didn't get to see much of it last night," he said.

"Happy to give you a better view," I replied. I was so turned on jerking
off in front of him. A drop of precum was already forming at my piss
slit. I stroked with one hand while the other unbuttoned my shirt. I was
going to give Derek the full show. I played with my nipples. Pinching them
as I manipulated my cock.

"Show me that ass," he said. I turned around and got up on the seat on my
knees, pushing my ass out for him. "Hot ass. Spread your cheeks for me." I
reached back and did it. "Is it still tight?" he asked.

"Yeah"

"Finger it," he ordered. I stuck my middle finger in my mouth, getting it
wet. Then I reached back and pushed it into my hole. Yep, still
tight. Derek nodded approvingly. I began to finger myself. Teasing my tired
yet still hungry hole. "Looks good," he complimented. It was hot having him
watch me, but I wanted more than just a voyeur.

"I might cum just like this. I'm so horned. Or maybe there's an even better
idea," I said.

"Like what?" he replied.

"Like, you joining me. I think it's time you experience some back seat
action," I said. He smiled.

"You know there are a few alleys around here. It's still early. One might
be deserted, especially on a weekend," he said. He began to look around as
he drove. I joined in, hoping we could find something soon. I took my hand
off my dick, not wanting to cum until Derek could get back here. Finally
after a few turns we found something. A small narrow alley between two
office buildings. Nobody appeared to be around. Derek pulled in. We both
took one last look around. All was quiet. It wouldn't look too odd if we
stopped here for awhile.

"This works," I said. While he had driven around I had taken my clothes
completely off. Derek turned to look at me.

"Lets do it," he turned off the engine and got out of the car. I scooted
over to the other seat. My cock was bobbing in the air with
anticipation. Derek got in on the other side and closed the door. "I like
it back here," he said eyeing my naked body. He ran his hand down my chest
to my cock, squeezing it. I spread my legs for him. I felt his left
bicep. It was like a rock. I moved to his chest. It was the same. I
massaged his peck. Derek took his hand off me and whipped his shirt off. A
huge strong chest was underneath. His skin was so smooth and felt amazing
under my touch. I looked down and saw a healthy bulge in his pants. Derek
suddenly pulled me into a deep wet kiss. His lips were so soft. He pushed
me back and down on the seat until I was horizontal. Then he got on top of
me. We never stopped kissing. We were hungry for each other. Feeling each
other's bodies, groping, and rubbing. He licked and bit my neck, making me
moan. His crotch humped into mine. He still had his pants on and that
needed to change. I pulled at his belt. He realized what I wanted and rose
up. He had to duck down to avoid hitting the car ceiling. While straddling
me he managed to get his shoes and socks off. Then came the pants. His
boxer briefs were so full. I exhaled loudly as he tugged them down and his
huge dick spilled out. In his case, the stereotype about black men was
true.

"Damn, that must be...," I started.

"10 inches," Derek said finishing my sentence. Fuck, it was biggest I'd had
so far. I reached up and wrapped my hand around it. So damn thick too. I
stroked it feeling how rigid it was. I scooted up a little, putting my back
to the door and getting in a better position to take this monster. Derek
leaned in and brought his cockhead to my lips. I opened my mouth wide and
it went in. My lips and tongue wrapped around it. He tasted so good. I let
Derek do all the work. He slowly began to thrust in and out of my
mouth. Maybe half of it was in. He went further and I gagged. He pulled out
for a second then back in. I got better at it. Taking more inches with
every stroke. Derek put his hands on either side of my head on the door and
began to fuck my face. Over and over he went in me. I breathed hard through
my nose as he took my mouth and throat.  His big low hanging nuts hit my
chin. My mouth was stretched to capacity to take him. He grunted above me
getting into it. Finally, he was able to get the whole thing in my mouth. I
thought I would black out as he held it there. I squeezed his thigh. He
pulled out and a rush of air came in. "Fuck, most guys can't take it all,"
he said. I panted and smiled.

"I'm not like most guys," I responded. I was ready for another
challenge. "I want it in my ass too," I continued. A big grin settled on
his face. He reached up and over into the front seat to get something out
of the glove compartment. He came back with a bottle of lube.

"Bruce makes sure the car is stocked," he said. I was grateful he did. Who
could take 10 inches dry?  Derek grabbed my legs and yanked me down until I
was horizontal again. He took the lube and prepared his cock. Then he took
a glob and pushed it into my hole with his sizeable finger. I
winced. "Still sore from last night?" he asked.

"Just go slow. At first," I said. He nodded. He pulled my legs up higher. I
planted my feet on the ceiling of the car. Derek placed his cock at my
entrance. Slowly he inserted himself. I breathed out. It stung a little. He
inched inside. I relaxed wanting to take it all. I continued to breathe out
deeply as more of his cock disappeared inside my hole. Derek stopped and
held it there. I adjusted to the enormity of it. Then he pulled out before
going right back in. I groaned. He continued. Quick short thrusts, getting
my ass used to his dick. After awhile the pain went away. I squeezed his
thigh, giving him the go ahead. That's all he needed. He began to fuck me
deeper. Going further with each stroke. We both moaned. He took my legs and
put them over his shoulders. Then he really started to plow me. Harder
thrusts, taking my hole. He'd bottom out, pull back, then thrust back
in. He gave me all 10 inches of his cock. I loved it. I reached up and held
onto the door for leverage, fucking myself back on his dick. Wanting it
deep and fast. With the air conditioning off and the summer temperature
rising by the second, the back seat was turning into a sauna. Sweat poured
off of Derek's body and onto mine. We were sliding around on the leather
seats.

"Damn, your ass feels good," he exclaimed.

"I love your cock," I groaned. He responded by speeding up. Going deeper
inside me, hitting my spot. "Take my hole," I begged. Derek banged me so
damn hard. Suddenly he pulled out. I cried out not wanting it to end. He
wasn't about to. He flipped me over onto my stomach and got on my back. In
a moment he fucked his cock back in me. We moaned together, happy to have
it back where it belonged. Derek humped me like that, rotating his hips and
slamming into me from behind. His right arm went around my neck, like a
head lock. He laid his pipe into me as he put pressure around my neck. I
loved the feeling of having this man dominate me. He rammed my ass, banging
me harder and harder. Delivering swift punches to my ass with his dick. He
was hitting my spot so hard with every thrust. The motion pushed my hard
dripping cock into the leather seats. The sweat and cum were like a natural
lube. I rode the wave, moaning Derek's name as he humped me even harder. He
was riding his own wave. I felt his cock growing larger. It wouldn't be
long.

"Motherfucker!" he yelled as the first shot came out and seared my
ass. Seven more came after as he filled my hole. It was all too much and I
began to cum too. I moaned loudly as I squirted all over the seat. Derek
squeezed my neck harder causing me to nearly pass out as my orgasm rocked
my body. It felt like it would never stop. We breathed hard as the last
drops of cum left our dicks. He licked my ear as we both came down from the
high. Panting and sighing. He took his arm from around my neck and dropped
his hand down to the side. I laced my fingers with his, squeezing them.

"I think we made a mess of this back seat," I said. Derek laughed.

"It's cool. I needed to have the car detailed anyways," he said. This car
must get detailed a lot. Derek kissed my neck. "How about I take you out
for breakfast first?"

"Sounds good. I've worked up an appetite," I sighed. Neither one of us
moved, though. We were content to enjoy this amazing fucked out feeling for
just a little while longer.



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