Date: Wed, 23 Jul 2014 22:37:17 -0700
From: Wag Stories <wagstories@yahoo.com>
Subject: Office Bang, Part 9

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Office Bang 9

By Wag

"Tom. Tom. Wake up," Frederick said as he shook my shoulder. I opened my
eyes and saw him sitting on the bed next to me. What? Oh yeah, I was in
Frederick's hotel room.

"Hey," I said, still a little groggy.

"Morning. I hate to wake you but I'm about to leave," he said. He was fully
dressed in one of his nice suits while I was still naked and laying on top
of the covers. I remembered that we fell asleep together after fucking the
night before. The sex had been awesome. I rolled over on my back and my
morning wood emerged. My dick never seemed to go down.

"You have to go already?" I said, hoping my hard dick would entice him to
stay. Frederick looked down and smiled.

"Unfortunately, yes. I have a plane to catch to Paris. More business," he
answered. He reached down and wrapped his large hand around my cock. It
twitched in response. "Trust me, if I had the time I'd stay and play with
this," he said as he stroked my cock. Don't stop, I thought. But I
understood. He was a busy man.

"I get it. I'm glad we got to hang out yesterday."

"Me too. I want to see you again."

"That would be great."

"Good because you know I don't take no for an answer," he said with a
grin. I loved that sexy grin. "I'll be back in town this Friday. Let's
spend the weekend together. I put my card in your trousers. Text me," he
finished.

"I will," I sad, excited about spending the weekend with this hot
Frenchman. Frederick still had a strong grip on my cock. "Um you're going
to miss your plane if you keep that up," I warned.

"You're right," he said. He gave me one last squeeze before letting go. My
dick throbbed. He began to gather his things. "By the way I decided to stay
with G&P," he reported.

"Because of last night," I teased.

"No. Although that was amazing. I called Bruce in Europe and worked
everything out to my satisfaction."

"I'm glad."

"Ok. We'll talk soon," he said. He leaned down and kissed me on the
forehead.

"Definitely," I responded. Frederick took one last long look at me. And my
hardon.

"I hate to leave you like this," he said.

"It's fine. I'll take care of it," I said with a smile. Frederick got a
look as if he just had an idea. He went over to the desk and scribbled
something on the hotel stationary and tore it off the pad. "What's that?" I
asked.

"Oh, just something I thought of. Talk to you soon. Au revoir."

"Au revoir," I replied. And with that he was gone. I was so happy that he
wanted to get together again. A one night stand would have been cool, but I
really wanted to spend more time with him. Of course I wanted him to fuck
me again. My dick was still standing at attention. I figured I could have a
quick jerk in the shower back at my apartment before I had to go into
work. There was a knock at the door. Who could that be? The maid? I grabbed
my boxer briefs from the floor. I looked through the peephole in the door
and saw a guy standing outside. I recognized him from last night. He was
the guy staying next door who saw Frederick and me making out. What could
he want? I opened the door.

"Hi." I said. I had only gotten a quick look at him last night. I took a
longer look this time. He was good looking, a little taller than me, dark
hair, and a nice tight build. He was wearing a sleeveless t-shirt and
jogging shorts.

"Hey. What's up?" he replied.

"Not much. Can I help you with something?" I asked. Not that I wasn't glad
to see him, but I wondered what was going on.

"I got this note under my door," he said holding up a piece of paper. I
took the note from him. It read: "He's all yours. Room 23." That's what
Frederick was writing before he left. That sneaky fucker.

"My friend from last night wrote it. He didn't tell he was going to..." I
trailed off.

"Oh, so is this alright?" the guy asked.

"No. I mean yes. Um, come in," I replied. He walked in. It was his turn to
look me up and down. It seemed that he liked what he saw.

"I'm Matt, by the way," he said introducing himself.

"Tom," I replied. We stood there for a second, not knowing what to say
next.

"I heard you guys," he said.

"What?"

"Last night, after I passed you in the hall. I forgot my cell phone and
came back to my room. The walls are thin so I was able to hear you two
going at it. You weren't exactly being quiet," he explained. I blushed. He
was right. Frederick and I were moaning are heads off. It was hot to know
that this guy heard us fucking.

"Did you like what you heard?"

"I did. I jerked off to you. Sounded like that guy was nailing you hard,"
Matt said. He groped his crotch at the memory of it. I looked like he
wasn't wearing anything under those shorts. I licked my lips.

"He was. He fucked the hell out of me. But I'm still horny. He had to leave
before we could go another round," I said. I reached down and grabbed his
bulge. "But you're here," I finished as I massaged his cock. It felt like
it was a good size.

"Luck y for me," he replied. I pulled on his cock, leading him back to the
bed. I sat down getting eye level with Matt's crotch. I grabbed the sides
of is shorts and pulled them down. Yep, no underwear. A 6.5 inch dick with
a nice set of balls came tumbling out. He was already hard. I stroked
it. Matt scooted forward until his tip was at my lips. I looked up at him
as I opened my mouth and took him inside. "Yeah, suck it," he said above
me. I held onto his muscular legs as I began to bob on his cock. Up and
down. Matt moaned above me. I was able to pull down my underwear and still
work on him. I jacked my dick as I sucked him. Working them both at the
same pace. I looked up and saw Matt run his hand underneath his shirt,
playing with his chest. He looked down at me lustfully. I sucked him
harder, making him moan again. He saw me playing with my cock. He leaned
down and moved my hand away, taking over for me. I spread my legs and let
out a groan around the cock in my mouth. "Take it, man. Your mouth feels so
good," he said as I blew him. I grabbed his ass and pulled more of him into
me. Deeper with each thrust. I started building up speed.  Sucking harder
and faster. "Oh fuck! You got me close," he warned. I doubled my efforts,
getting him closer to the edge. "Where do you want it man?" he asked. I
took his cock out of my mouth.

"On my chest," I said, jerking his cock some more. I wanted that load
badly.

"Fuck yeah. Here it cums!" he exclaimed. I aimed his cock at my chest as
cum started shooting out.  The warm cream hit my pecs. Three shots in
total. I looked down and saw it roll over my chest. Matt breathed heavily
above me. He looked down at me. "Your turn," he said. He reached down and
gathered his cum from my chest. Then he wrapped his hand around my cock and
started to jack me off. It didn't take long. Seeing and feeling him cum had
gotten me so hot. After a minute I shot my own load. Matt aimed it at my
stomach. I grunted as the cum pulsed out of my dick. I was covered in it by
the time we were down. Matt wiped up some of it on his shirt. "Thanks man,"
he said as he pulled his shorts up.

"Thank you," I said. Matt gave me a nod before he walked out of the door.
I'd have to thank Frederick too for setting me up with such a hot man. I
looked down at the mess Matt and I had made. It was already starting to get
cold. I was running late for work so I decided to shower at the hotel and
wear my clothes from yesterday.

I got into the office about 15 minutes late. Pretty good considering the
busy morning I had. I got to my desk and sat down. My phone rang. I
answered it.

"Get in my office. Now," I heard Eric say on the phone. The line went
dead. Shit. What was that about? I made my way to his office. The door was
open, but I knocked anyways.

"Hi...," I started.

"Close the door," Eric ordered. I did as I was told. He was sitting at his
desk glaring at me. "Nice of you to come into work, Tom. And only twenty
minutes late," he said. It's only fifteen, asshole.

"I'm sorry. I got caught up with something," I apologized.

"Got caught up in Frederick Renard's bed?" he asked. How'd he know?

"Um..," I began.

"I saw you get in his car last night. Did you even make it to the hotel
before you had his cock down your throat? Bet he was banging you this
morning too. It's a wonder you made it to work at all. I know what an
insatiable whore you can be," he said. I'd had enough.

"Actually, Eric, whatever happened between Frederick and me is none of your
business."

"Well Frederick used to be my business until this morning. Bruce called me
and said Renard was staying with G&T on the condition that he wanted me off
his account," Eric explained. That's what Frederick meant when he said he
and Bruce had worked everything out.

"I had nothing to do with that," I said. Eric rolled his eyes.

"Right, Tom. You leave in Renard's car last night and the next morning he's
screwing me over. I know you were in his ear talking shit about me."

"Believe what you want, but I didn't do anything. And to be honest
Frederick didn't like you that much before he ever met me," I said. Eric's
eyes flashed with anger.

"Why the hell am I talking to you about this?! You're an intern who
shouldn't even be sticking his nose in my business. You need to remember
your place, Tommy," he scolded me. Eric got out of his chair and walked
over to where I was standing. He leaned back on his desk. "Get on your
knees," he said.

"What?!"

"You heard me. Get on your knees where you belong and suck my cock," he
exclaimed. I was furious.

"No," I told him. Eric got in my face. I took a step back.

"You don't tell me no. Do I have to remind you how I've had you all over
this office? How I popped your cherry on my desk? Or how about that time I
railed you against the window? And you begged for more. I had you then and
I'm going to have you again. Now get on your knees, bitch" he ordered. Fuck
this, I thought.

"It's true you had me then. And I'm not gonna lie, I enjoyed it. But I'm
not interested anymore."

"Do know how many people would kill to have this internship, Tom? You can
easily be replaced."

"That's bullshit. I've done a great job here these past two months and I
don't deserve to be fired because I won't suck your dick anymore. And I'm
sure Bruce and Frederick would agree," I said boldly. Eric got right in my
face I stepped back until I was pressed against his office door.

"You little shit," he growled. His face was inches from mine. He continued
to stare me down. My heartbeat accelerated. I thought he might hit me. I
had to get out of there.

"I'm going back to work now," I told him.

"Get out," he ordered. He moved away. I turned and walked out, closing the
door behind me. I exhaled loudly. I couldn't believe I had actually stood
up to Eric and lived. For now at least. Knowing him this wouldn't be the
end of it. I avoided him the rest of that day and through the week. I
focused on my work and Frederick. He and I had been texting during this
time. He was flying back to New York on Friday and really wanted to get
together. I thought we'd meet up at his hotel again, but he had other
plans. He invited me to his house on Fire Island. I'd heard of it of
course, but had never been. I knew a lot of people from the city,
especially the gays, traveled out there during the summer. And it was
supposed to be beautiful. I was looking forward to seeing it for the first
time with Frederick.

By Friday I was ready to go. I worked a half day and then left. I needed to
get away from the city for a little while. After train, shuttle, and ferry
rides, I arrived on Fire Island. It was indeed beautiful.  The beach,
restaurants, shops, and of course the guys. It seemed like there was a
fleet of gorgeous men that got off the ferry with me. I had been checking
them out the entire trip. Some even looked my way too. I was soaking it all
in. I pulled up the directions on my phone that Frederick had given
me. After a short walk I arrived at 79 Fisherman's Way. Wow. It was a huge
house next to the shore. It suited Frederick, I thought. I rang the bell
and waited a second. The door opened and a hot nearly naked guy appeared.

"Hey! You must be Tom. I'm Phil, Frederick's houseman," he said excitedly
as he stuck out his hand. We shook hands. Phil was in his 20's, 5'6, with
brown hair and eyes, a muscular build, and a very hairy body. He was also
wearing a tiny Speedo with quite the bulge underneath. He reminded me of
Frederick. The bear cub version. "Come on in," he continued. I walked
inside. "How was your trip?" he asked.

"Good. I'm glad to finally be here," I replied.

"Frederick mentioned that you've never been to Fire Island."

"Yep. I really like it so far," I told him.

"Well you haven't seen anything yet, babe," he said with a wink. I was
seeing a lot of Phil at the moment. Very nice. He noticed me checking him
out. "Oh I was just outside getting some sun. Normally I don't wear
anything at all. But I didn't want to flash you right away. We'll get to
that later," he said with a laugh. Phil brought me into the kitchen and
handed me a bottle of water. Then he gave me a tour of the house. The
inside was equally as impressive as the outside. Five bedrooms, a gym, a
balcony overlooking the pool, and a Jacuzzi. There was a beautiful view of
the bay and the house was steps away from the beach. The tour ended back at
the pool. We sat down.

"So you live here year-round," I asked Phil.

"Yep. I take care of the place for Frederick. He only gets out here a few
times a year. I also work at one of the bars on the Island. It's a great
little community. I love it."

"How long have you known Frederick?"

"For a couple of years now. We met in Manhattan at a bar I used to work
at. After fucking around, we became good friends. He needed someone to look
after the house so he gave me the job. And we still hook up from time to
time," Phil replied with a smirk. Hmm the thought of Frederick and Phil
together was very hot. "He told me about meeting you at G&T. He didn't
mention how cute you were, though," Phil said. I smiled.

"Thank you. You're not so bad yourself."

"One thing though. You have to ditch those clothes. Get comfortable," Phil
said. It was pretty hot out there, so I took off my t-shirt. "That's a
start," Phil said.

"Well I don't have a Speedo like you," I joked.

"Who needs it? Now that we're old friends," Phil said. With that, he pulled
off his Speedo and dropped it on the ground. His crotch was as hairy as the
rest of him. Below his bush was a nice tube steak of a cock. Fat and
uncut. Just like Frederick, except slightly smaller. Phil motioned for me
to drop trou too. Why not, I thought. He showed me his. I lost my shorts
and underwear. "Much better," Phil said admiring my nakedness. My cock
stirred a bit. The sun and Phil's gaze felt good on it.

"When on Fired Island," I said with a grin.

"Exactly. So I'm thinking will get some sun before I make dinner for you
and Freddy."

"Oh that sounds nice, but you don't have to go through any trouble for me."

"Oh, shut up. You're a guest. And it's my job. But if you like, I'll let
you help. You can chop carrots or something."

"It's a deal," I said. We sat back and relaxed in the sun. Occasionally I
would steal glances at Phil's hot body. It was very enticing. But I was
more focused on Frederick's arrival. Plus it might be poor form to hookup
with his friend. Without him. A 3-way didn't seem out of the question,
especially judging by the way Phil was checking me out. After awhile we got
out of the sun and into the kitchen. I helped Phil prepare dinner. By the
time we were done everything looked and smelled good. I went upstairs to
shower and change. Shortly afterwards Frederick arrived. He was dressed
down in kakis and a polo. Tuffs of his chest hair peaked out of the front
of his shirt. He looked so sexy.

"Hi guys," he greeted us. He came over to me and wrapped me up in his
arms. It felt good. He pulled away and gave me a big kiss. "I've been
looking forward to seeing you again," he said as our kiss ended.

"Me too," I agreed.

"And what about me?" Phil said. Frederick laughed and gave Phil a big hug
too. He smacked him on the ass, making Phil jump.

"I'm always glad to see you. Dinner smells great," Frederick said.

"Tom helped," Phil replied.

"Well thank you both. I'm starving," Frederick said. We finished up in the
kitchen and brought the plates out to a small dining table by the
pool. Then Phil left to go to his bartending job. And probably to give
Frederick and me some privacy. He and I ate, and talked and laughed. The
food was amazing and my dinner companion was even better. He was so easy to
talk to. After we finished eating, I decided to tell him about my run-in
with Eric.

"That son of a bitch," Frederick said throwing down his napkin. "Who the
fuck is he to blame you for his mistakes? If he wasn't so intolerable I
wouldn't have told Bruce to take him off my account," he went on.

"He has to blame someone."

"I should have told Bruce to fire him altogether."

"No, I don't want him fired. I just don't want to deal with him."

"If he bothers you again, you have to tell me," Frederick said with genuine
concern. He reached out and squeezed my hand.

"Thank you, but I'll be fine. I can handle him," I replied, squeezing his
hand back. It was nice to know he had my back.

"Let's not waste anymore time talking about him. I'm ready for a dip,"
Frederick exclaimed. He got up and began to shed his clothes. It was nice
to see that hot hairy body again. As he was taking off his boxer briefs, he
gestured for me to join him. By the time I had gotten naked he had already
jumped in the pool. I was right behind him. The water was refreshing after
such a warm day. Frederick and I played around for a bit. Splashing and
dunking each other. We finally rested for a second. He pulled me close and
kissed me. I wrapped my arms and legs around him. It felt similar to our
time in his hotel room. Except he wasn't inside me. Not yet at least. We
broke the kiss.

"Thanks for inviting me out here," I said. I gave him a quick peck.

"Of course. By the way, you haven't told what happened after I left you in
the hotel. Anything exciting come up," he asked with a smirk.

"As if you didn't know," I said as I playfully splashed him.

"Did you have fun with our neighbor?"

"I did. I sucked his cock and he shot all over me," I said painting a
picture for Frederick. I felt his cock stiffen below in the water. He liked
hearing all the dirty details.

"I wish I could have stayed to see that," he said as he rubbed his cock
against my leg. "What about today? Did you and Phil get to know each other
better," he asked.

"Not in that way. I was waiting for you," I said.

"Well I'll make it worth the wait," he told me. He took my face in his
hands and kissed me. We pressed our bodies together as we made out. It felt
awesome floating in the cool water as we rubbed, stroked, and
kissed. Frederick ran his tongue down my neck. Licking and sucking it. I
grasped the back of his head keeping him in place. He continued down to my
chest, playing with my nipples. He sucked and bit them. Going back and
forth between the two. I cried out in pain and pleasure as he really got
into it. My nips were rigid. I pulled him back up and kissed his mouth. Our
tongues were everywhere at once. We were practically eating each other's
faces. Frederick's beard tickled and burned me at the same time. "I want
your ass. I've been thinking about it all week," he confessed.

"It's yours," I told him.

"Let's get out," he said. We got out of the pool. He set one of the pool
chairs into the reclining position. Then he put a towel down on it. "Lay
down," he said. I dropped to my stomach on the chair. My ass was in the
air. Waiting for him. Frederick straddled the chair. He grabbed onto my ass
cheeks and started to massage them. Feeling every inch of my butt. He
leaned down and bit one cheek. I winced, but I liked it. He did the same to
the other side. Playful bites. Then he got down to business. He spread my
ass and exposed my hole. I felt his warm breath. Then his tongue. He dipped
it inside my opening. Taking quick little licks, which were followed by
longer lashes. He dug inside my pink hole. Getting it wet. He spit on
it. Then I felt his middle finger poking around. With spit for lube, it
slid in. I groaned as his thick digit went inside me, down to the
knuckle. Frederick rotated it. Really digging in my ass. He pulled out and
another thick finger joined the fun. I gasped as Frederick finger fucked
me. I looked back over my shoulder at him.

"I need more than your fingers," I told him.

"That was just for starters," he replied. He removed his fingers and
slapped my ass. Then he got up and went to where he dropped his pants
earlier. He pulled out a small bottle of lube. "I slipped this in before
dinner," he said.

"So you could slip something inside after dinner," I teased.

"Oui," he said with a grin. He coated his thick French meat with lube as he
walked towards me. I turned over on my back and spread my legs. An open
invitation. Frederick accepted and got on the chair. After lubing my hole,
he grabbed onto my right leg and lifted it in the air. Then he lined his
cock up with my waiting hole. He looked into my eyes as he pressed forward
and entered me. My as swallowed him quickly. His curly pubes we brushing
against my ass in no time. I sighed with pleasure. Frederick rotated his
hips like he had done with his fingers earlier, probing me. Then he pulled
back before going back in. Over and over. He liked to start slow. Long full
easy strokes. In and out of my tight hole. We stared intently at each
other. Frederick put my leg on his shoulder as he leaned further into me,
pushing my leg back. Luckily, I was flexible. He put most of his weight on
me as he got even closer. He was able to finally reach my mouth. We kissed
as he fucked me. I grabbed onto the back of his neck, never wanting him to
stop. Deep kisses matched the deep strokes below. He bottomed out in me. We
moaned in unison. He started to speed up. Quick short stokes. Fucking me a
little harder. In and out in a smooth motion. His hand ran down my
chest. His fingers flicked, pinched, and twisted my nipples. I groaned,
spurring him on. Without missing a beat, Frederick began to turn my
body. His dick was still inside me as I was shifted onto my right
side. Frederick held onto my thighs and fucked me harder. Hitting new
angles in this position. I cried out as he took me.

"Oh fuck. Just like that," I urged. He responded by punching in
harder. Giving me everything that I wanted. In and out. Faster with each
stroke. He changed positions again and got on his side behind me. He lifted
his leg and put it over mine. His arm went around my chest, pulling me
close. His tongue entered my ear. One of my new erogenous zones. He thrust
inside my ass, sinking his fat cock deeper into me. I loved it and moaned
for more. He went faster. Licking my neck and ear as he took my hole.  He
clung to me. I turned my head so we could kiss. He filled both my
holes. Fucked me harder and harder. We were in the home stretch. Inching
closer to orgasm.  We panted together as he rammed his dick into me.

"Almost there. I'm going to fill your hole," he said. He punched my ass to
prove his point. On and on. Short quick stabs. His engorged cock was about
to explode. I grabbed onto my cock and stroked. I wanted to cum with him.
Frederick took hold of my balls, squeezing them. We got closer. Finally he
groaned loudly into my ear as his cock fired out its hot liquid. A second
later and I was cumming too. All over our hands. Moaning with him. Fuck
yeah! I felt his chest rising and falling. He leaned down and kissed my
shoulder. "Amazing," he said. I turned my head and smiled. His face was
flushed from his orgasm. He pulled me into another incredible kiss that
didn't seem to end.  His cock was still in me, but beginning to soften. I
squeezed it with my ass, not wanting to let go. I could have stayed like
that all night. But, a cool breeze swept over us and I shivered a bit. "You
need a dry towel," Frederick said. Unfortunately, that meant he had to pull
out. His dick slid out with a little pool of cum following it. Frederick
got up and went inside. I stood up too so I could stretch my legs. They
were a little stiff. I looked out at the bay. Frederick came up behind me
and wrapped a big towel around my shoulders. He held me close, warming me
up. I leaned back into him. It was a fantastic night.

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