Date: Mon, 24 Oct 2011 01:06:08 -0700 (PDT)
From: Wag Stories <wagstories@yahoo.com>
Subject: Office Bang, Part 2

The usual disclaimers apply: If you are too young to read this or offended
by gay sex please move on. This story is a work of fiction. I retain the
copyright to this story and it may not be used by anyone other than Nifty
without my express permission.

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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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