Date: Tue, 16 Nov 2004 14:15:57 +1300
From: John Walker <john.walker@wang1stnat.co.nz>
Subject: Office Party

Please note this story may offend some people it contains material that
is explicit in homosexual content. If you are under age or are offended
easily please do not read any further. You have been warned

I'd been in two minds as to whether I'd go to the company presentation
party or not. I had only been with the company for a short period of
time and really didn't know many of the staff that was attending. I
decided in the end that it was probably better I did attend. I really
should make the effort and meet more people.

I'd been handed a glass of wine someone circulated with a tray of finger
food and I mixed with the others, making small talk and listening to
conversation trying to look interested in what was being said. Smiling
and nodding in all the right places.

I didn't have a regular girl friend. Over the past few years my time had
been taken up in college and studies with just the occasional night out.
I, and some of my fellow students had little time for chasing girls,
although some still found it easy or seemed to make it look easy to have
the best of both worlds and I envied them. My own living arrangement was
shared with two other young guys like myself, trying to pass as many
exams as possible to make it to the top. It was no place to take a
girlfriend back to. With dirty clothing and stale leftovers lying around
for days on end, we always seemed to make the effort at a clean up once
in a blue moon when it became most unbearable and even we could not
stand it one minute more.

The schooling and studies had in the end been worth it although it had
come at a cost, not having had too many experiences with the female
sect. That was always going to come later. Tonight for instance. The
presentation party was going to be ideal...or so I thought.

Most of the women that were there just didn't have any real appeal to
me. It was too fat...too thin...too short...too tall, and oh god listen
to that one talk. I drank my way through the first glass of wine and
followed up on a second and more finger food. I was standing with an
empty glass listening to some girl rabbit on about nothing when I was
rescued.if rescued was the right word, by a guy with two glasses on
wine, one for me and one for himself.

He introduced himself "Hi there buddy I'm Frankie...Frankie Lambert...from
accounts"

"Oh hi...Peter...Peter Williams I'm in the drawing dept...haven't been here
too long" I replied.

"Yeh thought I hadn't seen you around.first staff get together eh?"

"Yes" I nodded.

"Well don't worry it doesn't get any better I'm afraid"

"I'll probably take in the meal and a couple of speeches then take
off...If you have nothing else spoiling we could find something a little
more exciting" He said

"Well you could be right maybe I should take you up on the offer"

"Hey just give me a couple of minutes I'll be back.mines a dry white by
the way" As he handed me his empty glass. I drained my own and headed
for the bar.

Shortly after rejoining me we were called to the dining room. It would
seem that Frankie had been busy whilst away.like making certain that my
name tag appeared next to his in the seating arrangements.

I found my place at the end of the table away from the heads of state
well most of the heads of state. They had made provision for Sir Nigel
Weatherfield to sit on our table. I guess they had to be seen "Mixing
with the lower levels".

The name tags opposite to me were for a Norman Easterman and a Marjorie
Easterman neither of whom were present. The only persons near me were
Frankie to my right and a middle aged couple diagonally opposite me who
in turn were next to Sir Nigel.

Frankie had a rather stout lady with ample breasts and cleavage next to
him on his right.

Frankie kept up the banter until the soup arrived then turned his
attention to the stout lady.no doubt his eyes taking in their fill.

I took in my surrounds. The pictures on the wall. Water paintings, no
doubt copies. A sea scene with a sailing ship struggling against a
strong wind and tide. Another of a lady leaning at her cottage gate
talking to her neighbour or passer by.

Suddenly I nearly jumped out of my skin. I was deep in my own thoughts
when a I felt a hand upon my thigh squeezing it. I realized it must be
Frankie. The hand felt warm and the action gentle as it stoked my thigh.

I hastily surveyed the surrounding people to see if any were watching.
It would seem that no one was taking the slightest of notice apart from
Sir Nigel who happened to be watching me. I felt a flush on my cheek as
I blushed, then casting my gaze elsewhere lest he read my mind.

I didn't want to create a scene by jumping up and calling Frankie a
pervert. I'd feel too embarrassed in doing so.

I quietly let my hand run under the table cloth and make toward the hand
that was stoking my leg. I gripped Frankie's wrist and started to push,
but oh no he was ready for that and he was not going to be dissuaded so
easily. The harder I pushed the more he resisted. I hadn't counted on
him being so strong.

It got worse; his fingers crabbed their way toward my crotch. Gently
squeezing and massaging. Then rubbing up and down.

Oh god no.I was getting a hard on. I was pushing against his hand as
hard as I could but not making any headway..and now I was all hard. If I
stood up people were going to see a bulge in my trousers. What would I
say to them? "It was all Frankie's fault. If he hadn't played with me I
wouldn't have got a hard on" That would give them a laugh.

His hand was now firmly gripping the hard shaft rubbing up and down. Oh
jeese it felt good. I was reminded of the times when we were all younger
and I was sleeping over at my friend Trevor's house. In bed that night
his hand had sought out my penis and worked up an erection. When I felt
for his I found he was already hard. It was standard practice from that
time on to play around with each other prior to going to sleep which was
usually the early hours of the morning

I'd given up trying to get Frankie to cease. His hand felt warm and
gentle and I was enjoying the up and down movement he was delivering.

I felt I was coming and decided not to stop him. Then my body stiffened
and I jerked back in my seat a little, stifling a cry of delight as my
hard cock suddenly exploded sending warm sticky cum into my underpants.
People were too tied up in their own conversations to hear my muffled
cry. When I looked toward Sir Nigel he was looking straight at me. God
did he know what was happening? I was going to get sacked from my job if
I didn't watch out.

My right hand had been resting on my lap. Frankie quickly grabbed it and
dragged it to his own crotch. I had to refrain once more from crying
out. He didn't need to be coerced into hardness. He already was. He
forced my hand to rub up and down the thick shaft. My hand and fingers
automatically folding around it.

All the time he was chatting to big boobs next to him not taking a blind
bit of notice to what we were doing under the table.

He kept my hand pinned to his crotch for a while getting me to work the
shaft.

 After a while I realised his hands were above the table and I was
quietly masturbating him without any assistance whatsoever.

I was somewhat concerned about having shot my cum into my under wear I
was hoping it had not seeped through to my trousers not wanting to
explain to all and sundry what the wet stain on the front was.

His hand caught mine stopping me from any further movement. Then he
leaned across and quietly said. "No more just yet I might cum.later we
can do it later" and returned to his chatter with big boobs.

I was some what relieved and at the same time a little disappointed, he
was a big boy and I'd never felt a cock so big. God what was I doing
thinking like this was I really a pervert like him. Why had I not
stopped him I should have stood up and moved there and then, gone to
some other seat..but no I hadn't? I'd felt a thrill in what had happened
and now a little let down that he had stopped me from competing my job.

I decided I should go to the toilet and clean the cum from my underwear
before it got too bad.

As I headed toward the hallway I glanced toward Sir Nigel who again was
giving me his attention. Oh shit I'm sure I'm going to bet fired
tomorrow. He reminded me of a disapproving headmaster.

The toilet was empty and quiet now that I was away from the crowd. Just
the hiss from a pipe that was flushing the toilets. I selected an empty
stall and stepped inside, closing but not locking the door.

I hung my jacket on the back on the door, then undoing my belt and
unzipping my fly I let my trousers drop around my ankles.

Now to address the mess that was in my undies. Taking a hand full of
tissues I began to wipe and sponge up the sticky goo that my hard cock
had spewed out a short time ago. I was so engrossed in the subject I did
not hear the (a) outer door open and (b) the cubicle door being pushed
open.

"Oh god Peter you have a real nice ass..its so kind of you to present it
to me like this" Was all I heard then a pair of warm hands squeezing my
buttocks.

"Shit what the hell..?" I spun round to face him, intending to give him
a real telling off.

Now facing toward him his hands wrapped around my middle then slid to my
ass. Once more squeezing my buttocks hard.

Pressing up against me I heard and felt his hot breath as it escaped
from his lips in a long exclamation.

"Ohhhhh! Peter..you get me so hard" He said, pressing ever nearer.

He was rubbing himself up, his hips gyrating hands squeezing my bum.

"Urrrrrrr!" was all I heard as his face came closer only and inch or so
from mine.

"For god's sake Frankie.we can't do this here.not like this..I'mmmmm"

Any further conversation was halted when his lips fell on mine.

My first reaction was one of revulsion as I tried to fight him off and
disengage from this assault.

I held my breath as I fought, then just as sudden the tide turned. I
felt a thrill passing through my body. I was no longer fighting against
him. My arms were around his neck. Holding and pulling our mouths and
lips together. Feelings were running around my loins I could feel a
hardness coming on as Frankie continued to hold and squeeze my buttocks

I couldn't hold on any longer I had to break away in order to get my
breath.

"Oh god.oh god...no.no.no" I cried as once again I tried to put a stop
to what was going on.
He spun me around, facing away from him. His strong hand at the back of
my neck, pushing me over the toilet bowl. I was looking down into its
very depths. The cracked porcelain and the makers name emblazoned on the
side.

The soft purrrr of a zip foretold of what was about to happen.

"God oh god that is one great ass Peter" He said as he removed the now
hardened shaft from his trousers.

I continued to plead with him not to do it. He spread my feet apart with
one of his own feet. Then there was something hard and warm pressing
into my rear end.

"Oh fuck no.no.please Frankie" More pleading

Then from him "Oh fuck..fuck..fuck."

I felt his warm sperm against my skin as he ejected, then it began to
trickle down my leg.

"Oh you bastard" He exclaimed "I've cum..if I hadn't been so wound up
I'd be fucking you now"

"Oh sorry.I didn't mean to.." I started to say but realized it shouldn't
be my fault. I'm not supposed to be doing this, not with another guy. I
had to admit though I felt somewhat let down and disappointed that we
hadn't managed to get it together.

I viewed his still hard cock prior to its return to the slack position
at which time he tucked it back into his trousers, doing up the zip.

I now wondered how it would have felt had he managed to get it inserted;
he was big much bigger than me.

"Later.we'll do it later tonight" He said

"Yeh.yeh right" I replied. I shouldn't but something was telling me to
say yes.go.go. Then he left me with my own thoughts

I took more of the tissues and began to wipe up the sticky goo that was
running down my leg.

As I walked through the doors leading from the passage to the dining
hall I thought all the people were staring at me. Voices were shouting
and laughing.

"Ha, ha there he is..there he goes that's him he's just been in the
toilets with Frankie Lambert and we all know about Frankie Lambert don't
we.Ho.ho.ho"


It was all in the mind, no one gave a stuff at where I'd been or who I'd
been with. Only Sir Nigel as I passed the table I let my eyes wonder to
where he sat and sure enough his eyes were on me. The headmaster was
once again watching me with distain.

I took my seat next to Frankie who gave me no thought and was continuing
to talk to and gaze at the boobs on the well developed female next to
him.

I was feeling confused and also disappointed at what had gone on
recently. How come I wasn't jumping up and down at the actions of
Frankie after all I should be. If I was a full blooded man I should be
thinking about nothing else but laying some chick tonight not feeling a
certain excitement at being with a man.

I looked at the painting of the ship trying to make its way through the
storm. Why didn't the bloody thing sink? Or that old women leaning over
the gate it would serve her right if the gate fell over letting her fall
with it.

This was not the way things were supposed to be going.

There were no further incidents from then on. We finished the rest of
the meal. Followed by the inevitable speech making and the presentations
to those who were thought to be the most deserving of the workers.

The bar was then opened up and a band who and from where I do not know
started strumming its stuff.

I had another glass of wine in my hand and I was feeling a little woozy
from the effects of what I'd already drunk.

Frankie suddenly was at my side.

"How ya feeling Peter you ready for it yet.in the mood or should I get
you some more wine" He asked

"Oh look Frankie." I slurred a little. I was going to say I'd rather
forget about it and go home.

"When your finished that one I'll get ya another.get you in the mood and
make you feel like it.give it another hour or so then we'll just slink
off" He shot off having seen someone he wanted to catch up with.

"Oh shit" I thought to myself. I was starting to look back and trying to
analyze just how I had let myself get to where I was.

"Well remember Trevor, Peter, when you used to stop over.you were always
the ever willing participant with him eh?" My mind was saying "When he
was wanking you, you were keen to play with and wank him.even more if
you remember. When he was pretending you were his girlfriend Mavis.you
do remember Mavis.Mavis Scott. He would have you facing down on your
stomach. He on top of you.working him self up and down, cock wedged in
the butt of your ass. Saying

"Oh Mavis, Mavis I love you" "He kept going until you could feel his
warm cum trickle down between the crack of your buttocks but even more
remember how you tried to get him to actually put it inside you, you
would always say to him "Put it in if you want Trevor. Fuck me properly
I don't mind'
My mind was right I did remember. I wanted so much for him to do it but
as always remained disappointed that he never did. Did I now want to
continue that urge and have Frankie do what Trevor never did?

"You're Peter.Peter Williams" The sound of the voice shattered my day
dreaming like a glass window. The tiny fragments scattering in all
directions.

It was Sir Nigel.

"Er yes.yes Sir Nigel" I stammered my face flushing, head reeling. Oh
god I was going to get a real bollocking maybe even be told to leave.

"A little bird tells me you and Frankie Lambert are into fun and
games.you spent a long time out at the toilets..I can guess what went on
there eh?" He asked with a nod and a wink

I was momentary stunned into silence. A blush on my cheeks

A broad smile spread over his face and a quiet chuckle

"You don't need to say anything. I can see and tell what went on between
you.you like that sort of thing Peter" He asked

"Er well.I don't know I've never done anything like it before." I was
stammering and trying what to say. "I was caught unawares and I did try
stopping him.but he just wouldn't take no.I.I."

"Hey.hey.Stop right there I'm not castigating you Peter.in fact I am
rather jealous. From what I can see I think Frankie has impeccable
taste"

Again I was stunned into silence. This was not what I was expecting,
nothing like it at all

We stood there staring at each other for a moment each waiting for some
reaction from the other.

"Look Peter let me be candid with you old chap.if Frankie and you are
going to have some sort of relationship later.. you know what I mean by
relationship" He said with a wink. "I'd like to be part of the fun and
games. We could all go back to my town flat and have a little night cap
eh?" He said again accompanied with the wink.

I didn't know what to say. My heart was pounding and I felt excited at
the thought of this so called stratagem.

"Sir Nigel.look I er, um, have never done this before in my life.I don't
know how I let it get this far..I don't think I'll be very good at it.I"


Stopping me in mid sentence Sir Nigel continued

"Peter.Peter.don't worry about it. I'm sure Frankie and I have quite a
bit to teach you.show you how wonderful it can all be.no one need know
what we are doing.I'm very discreet and I hope you likewise will be
discreet" Before I could argue he continued

"Now let me see where that Frankie chap has got too and we'll move on
eh"

The wine was working well. The mood I was in was good and I felt the
exhilaration of it all. A little reluctant but the reluctance was over
come by the excitement of the unknown.

I took a look around the room the band was getting into its stride,
couples were gyrating to the music and if I'd been concerned that people
were interested in what Sir Nigel and I had been discussing I need not
have worried. It was all in my head no one was giving us second thought.
They all had their own feelings for the night each plying for position
as to who did what with whom. Sir Nigel and Frankie had already made
their move and knew who and what they would be doing in the not too
distant future.

I could see that Sir Nigel had caught up with Frankie. If Frankie had
any concerns or doubts about another party being involved it did not
show on his face, in fact he was actually smiling and laughing as they
made their way back toward me.

"Hey.well Sir Nigel tells me you're a keen third party Peter..sounds a
great idea.lucky you eh!" Said Frankie.

"Well I.."

"Great then it's all settled then.we may as well sneak away now eh.I'm
sure no one will miss us.Do you have a car Frankie?"

"Yes Sir Nigel it's parked at the back of the building"

"Right how about you follow up. you should be able to find a parking
spot outside the Mews when you get there.here's my card with the city
address if we get separated just make for there.come Peter"

It was obvious who I was going with.Frankie wasn't given any
option.follow or stay. I suppose Sir Nigel was used to doing things his
way.

The night was still warm as I walked alongside Sir Nigel, making our way
to his car. All sorts of wild ideas were running through my mind. It was
exciting but were things going to pan out just like the thoughts in my
mind.

The street lights glowed amber. I could see the river from here and the
city lights reflected and danced like thousands of diamonds on the slow
moving surface.

Sir Nigel took the car keys from his pocket and pointed then in the
direction of the Jaguar we were approaching. Lights flashed twice
accompanied by tweak, tweak. Allowing the doors to unlock.

The night air might have been warm but the leather seats of the car felt
cool on my bum as I slid inside the vehicle. I clicked the seat belt
into the lock position as Sir Nigel fired up the motor.

We slipped quickly into the traffic flow, heading along the embankment
heading for Sir Nigel's residence.

The traffic was light and we made quick steady progress. The head lights
behind told me Frankie was right there. He wasn't going to loose us,
he'd make sure of that.

Conversation had been light until now

"This going to be your first time Peter?" Sir Nigel asked.

"Yes.yes it is" I replied with a nervous tremor.

He laughed and said "Going to loose your virginity eh?"  His hand fell
on my thigh gripping and rubbing it.

"Yes.I suppose so" I replied.

"It'll be good you'll see" Continuing to rub my thigh.

I was feeling a twitch in my pants at the touch of his warm hand. Then
his hand wrapped around my wrist and placed my hand on his crotch. Like
Frankie he was hard and he was big.

My fingers closed around the hard shaft as I gently squeezed its bulk.

"Ohhhhh" I heard him purr at the touch of my hand.

"Undo my fly and take it out.see it.play with it" He instructed.

He pushed the seat further back, allowing distance between himself and
the steering wheel.

I felt the metal tag and heard the purr of the zip as I undid his fly.

He pushed up off the seat. I delved inside his briefs and felt the hard
warm clammy shaft and pulled it of its wrapper.

I was awe struck at its beauty. The feel and sight of it made me shudder
with excitement.

"You like that Peter.you want it more than ever now do you?" He said

"Oh god Sir Nigel it's magnificent" I cooed "Yes it really excites me" I
replied. My hand gently squeezing and massaging it.

"I really think you'll enjoy sucking on it Peter.I can't help but notice
you have a very nice shaped mouth"

I'd never given any real thought to sucking him off although I suppose I
should have done. It's one of the things people do.

I could not keep my eyes off it as my hand slid up and down the shaft.
The skin was stretched so tight over its length. Now that Sir Nigel had
suggested it I was eager to feel it between my lips. The warm shaft
buried and hidden in warm saliva. My tongue licking at the corona and
delving into the slit on the top.

I was about to stretch over and put my mouth over it as he drove when he
said.

"Heh. I'd better put it away.we're nearly there.you can do that later"

The mews was somewhat darker only the odd white light shining to help
the residents see their way.

Sir Nigel took the door opener and with a flick of the button a door
began to raise, spilling light onto the pavement and driveway. Within a
few seconds we were parked up inside. Sir Nigel killed the engine and
turned off the headlights.

I could hear Frankie's car as he made his way along the street, parking
twenty feet further down.

Now that we had arrived at Sir Nigel's I could see the excitement on
Frankie's face. No doubt he like Sir Nigel had been harbouring carnal
thoughts as he drove. The time had come or was almost here.

Once Frankie was inside the door slid down, trapping me inside. There
was no turning back now I was committed. Both had the same look and
their faces and in their eyes. I was being eyed up as the prey. Their
thoughts were well ahead now; they could almost feel the contact of my
body with their bodies, my flesh against their flesh.

Let's go through chaps" Said Sir Nigel leading the way.

For the moment I forgot all about why we were here as I looked around
the entrance hall that led to the other rooms. The flat was furnished in
only the way a person of taste and money could furnish a flat.
Paintings, chairs, vases dressers, tables, whatever, it was old and
antique and very expensive.

"This way Peter my lad" I followed him into the lounge, again
furnishings of the highest quality.

"Now how about a large brandy each to get us all in the swing of
things.then upstairs and..tallyho the fox eh chaps"

Frankie had not for one moment taken his eyes off me, whilst I had stood
in awe at the surrounds Frankie's only thoughts had been Just let me get
you into bed.

We all took of our jackets making ourselves comfortable

The chink of the decanter as Sir Nigel poured the drinks.

The liquid felt warm and smooth as I swallowed the first mouthful.

I felt like the wounded or cornered fox or animal. Both Sir Nigel and
Frankie drank with relish not wanting to savour the excellence of the
brandy. The look in their eyes said it all. Right now they had an
urgency that needed attending and it needed attending now.

"May I propose a toast" Sir Nigel declared "To our guest of
honour..Peter who is eagerly looking forward to loosing his virginity?"

Frankie tilted his head back and downed the last of his drink as did Sir
Nigel.
Their eyes and thoughts now turned to me.

"Well chaps should we make our way to the bedroom and let us partake of
some delightful pleasure.I'm sure Peter you are going to delight and
relish loosing your virginity this is a wonderful time for you"


As I led the way I could almost read their thoughts and minds. Their
eyes firmly fixed on the sway of my ass as I climbed the stairs.

I was ushered to the back bedroom where Sir Nigel drew the rich velvet
curtains, blocking out any prying eyes.

The furniture once again reflected the person and a large old four
poster bed was centre stage. I looked at this first then to Sir Nigel.

He smiled "Yes Peter that's where it is all going to take place"

"Well there isn't much point standing on ceremony is there chaps, let's
all divest ourselves of these cumbersome things we call cloths and enjoy
the proceedings that are about to happen"

Frankie was all keen, mass and dash. Shoes, socks, unbuckle the belt,
zip on fly then trousers off. The briefs quickly followed and he was
standing naked from the waist down. Poking out from under his shirt was
a hard erection standing stiffly to attention.

I was still lagging behind, undoing my belt. Now as I once again stood
there viewing his beautiful piece of equipment, I knew this time I would
not escape at some time in the very near future that thing was going to
be fucking me.
Sir Nigel was more methodical. First his shoe laces then the socks
placed inside the shoes. Trousers removed and neatly folded. The bulge
in his briefs told me he like Frankie was already aroused. Once they
were discarded I could again see it in all its beauty, god they were two
wonderful pieces of hard flesh any man would be proud to have one the
same between their legs.

I hurriedly continued to undress; I knew they were keen to get on with
the activities.

I thought I might have been embarrassed standing naked in front of these
guys but no, I wasn't. As I ran my eyes over their anatomy. They
likewise were viewing mine. The lust shining in their eyes.

"Oh Peter.Peter.You look magnificent" Said Sir Nigel, his hand stroking
his hard cock.

"Frankie I think I should be the one to take Peter's virginity.I think
it would be better if he could say.I lost my virginity to Sir
Nigel.don't you?"

"Hey Sir Nigel I don't give a shit who takes his virginity all I want is
a great night out and a great fuck"

"Good.good I'm glad that's settled then"

God I was standing there in front of them and all they could say was who
was going to be first.very civil of them.

I had to admire them. They were both in good shape. Frankie was perhaps
a little plumper and if he didn't start to take care would start to run
to fat in the coming years.

He was rounder smoother and less body hair than Sir Nigel.

Sir Nigel for a man of his age looked in great shape. No body fat mostly
muscle, much more body hair and it had the tinge of grey running through
it. Like wise he had a full head of hair but like his body hair was
tingeing grey. I thought he must be about fifty or fifty five and
obviously looked after himself with a good diet and exercise.

The only similarity was the two stiff cocks that were pointing skyward.
Like great oak trees growing out of thick bush and two large round
boulders hanging beneath.
They were things of great beauty. The skin stretched tight over the
surface. The arrow like bulbous end, designed for improved penetration.
The corona around the top and the slit with the Cyclops eye staring out.

The sight of both of them had me breathless and excited. The thought of
what was about to happen had my heart racing and adrenalin pumping. My
own erection paled quite significantly by comparison.

"Well seeing as I get to fuck you first Peter I think Frankie should
have the honour of having his sucked first.eh.now kneel down in front of
him and let me watch"

Frankie put both his hands on his hips and stood waiting for me to
perform some magic on him.

Not only did it look good it was good to touch and feel in my hand.
Warm, pulsing alive. I ran my hand up and down a few times. I felt his
body stiffen to my touch. My tongue gently caressed the bulbous end,
licking it as if it were an ice-cream. Then my lips were covering the
top. My mouth opened wide and I swallowed up the shaft forcing it down
my throat as much and as far as I could.

Oh god it even felt good to suck and eat. The sudden warmth of my mouth
made Frankie shudder and squeal with delight.

"Oh shit.oh fuck that is just magic Peter.yes.yes.yes!" He exclaimed

Hand and mouth working in co-ordination.

Suddenly there was a bright white light. I thought that it was lightning
and then realised it had been the flash from a camera. I could hear the
whine as the batteries
re-charged ready for the next flash

Sir Nigel had picked up a camera and was now taking shots of the action.

It would of coarse only show my face with mouth wide open and a hard
cock being jammed down my throat.

I'd worked my way down the hard shaft, and then commenced to suckle and
lick his balls which brought on further shouts of encouragement.

"Ohhhh yes, yes, yes go on, go on.suck me.suck me babe!"

"Stop.stop" He shouted "Give Sir Nigel's a suck.I'm going to cum"

I immediately stopped and spun to face the cock of Sir Nigel. Again I
wrapped my hand and fingers around the hard shaft, jerking him up and
down. The same results. The Ohhh's the ahhhh's. My mouth and jaw
starting to ache from the effort. I was unwilling to stop. Sucking these
two cocks was immensely satisfying and enjoyable. I also loved to hear
them cooing and ahhhing, knowing that they too were deriving pleasure
from my actions. The sucking the touching, the exploring took up a good
two hours. Then Sir Nigel announced.

"I think Peter it is time for the business of the evening, to remove
your virginity"

The sound of what he had just said sent a ripple of excitement through
my body. It was about to happen. I was getting pumped up again.

"On the bed my dear chap if you please"

The bed felt wonderfully soft and inviting as I climbed into the middle.
Creaking and groaning under my weight. I waited and watched as Sir Nigel
joined me. My gaze was constantly on the hard piece of flesh between his
legs as it swung from side to side.
"Right my lad.let's get you placed in the right position"

His firm hands took hold of my hips and pulled and pushed as he moulded
my body into the position that favoured him most. My torso down and my
ass pulled up to a level he could feed his monster in with ease. A
couple of times I felt the hard shaft brush against my butt and I
trembled at little at its touch

"Now Frankie if you would be so kind as to pass me the tube of K-gel in
the top draw please".

 I watched Frankie take a couple of strides to the draw and then return
with the tube of lube it was his stiff cock that had my attention. Still
hard and proud. Still waiting to take its turn.

I jumped a little as the finger with the cool lube was inserted into my
anus. But the gentle working of his finger had me cooing for more.

"Ohhhhh.ahhhh!" I called

"Mmmmm you like that do you Peter" He asked

"Oh yes.yes that feels so good" I replied

His fingers kept working on me, slowly working my anus bigger and
bigger. What was to follow was much larger than a finger or even two
fingers but I knew if it felt as good as his finger fucking I was going
to enjoy it

Looking over my shoulder I watched as he worked on his own hard shaft,
spreading the gel over its surface. The gel made it shine bright,
emphasizing its size. Oh god, oh god I thought Its never going to go in,
it's far too big.

His hands were on my hips, holding my ass in position. He teased me by
running the hard shaft up and around the crevice between my cheeks.

"Oh feel that Peter.do you like what you feel lad?"

My face was on the soft pillow, eyes closed as I cooed

"Oh yes. Yes Sir Nigel.please.please" I begged

"Yes.yes I know my lad your eager to give up your virginity.but have you
given it serious thought..this is forever.if you wish to re-consider now
is the time I'm about to insert this thing inside you"

He was just teasing. I knew he would no more let me re-consider than
hand me million dollars, or any quantity of dollars.

"No.no.go on, do it, do it" I said and immediately felt the hard bulbous
head pressing into my anal tube.

"Relax Peter.just relax and don't fight it. Let it happen.let it happen"
As he continued to press home the hard monster.

His hands were firm and strong as he pushed and at the same time pulled
me onto the hard shaft.

"Oh.oh" I whimpered as the hard head pushed and forced its way inside.
My wring was slowly expanding, a bit at a time until the head burst in.
The head and corona were inside. Now with further gentle pressure the
shaft would follow and my anus would readjust to its new size.

The air was electric. Frankie watched on. I could hear him egging Sir
Nigel on

"Yes.yes that's it it's going in oh my god it's going in"

"Oh yes.yes.its feeling good" Said Sir Nigel.

I couldn't see it but I could feel it. I knew my ass hole was spread
wide open but I had no idea how much was inside me, at present it felt
like three feet.

Then Sir Nigel stopped and sat back on his haunches.

"Oh Peter.Peter, my dear, dear boy you'll be delighted to know I have
enough of my cock inside you to say you now qualify as to having lost
your virginity.a virgin you are no longer doesn't that make you feel
good"

"Oh fuck it looks fantastic Sir Nigel" Commented Frankie

"Get the camera Frankie and take a photo of it. Peter should see this
for himself"

Frankie held the camera near to the action. Then the room filled with a
bright FLASH! As the camera committed and froze the scene for posterity.

(When I viewed it later I could not believe it. My ass was fully
expanded around the hard shaft and the shaft looked enormous with
another two or three inch to go)

"Now Peter I'm going to put the rest of my cock in and then I'm going to
fuck you and when I'm finished I see Frankie is most keen to fuck you
also, you're a very lucky lad"

The last few inches were pressed home. There was a loud satisfied sigh
from Sir Nigel. Then I felt the suction as he withdrew only to push it
back in again at the last moment. The first few strokes were slow and
easy; my ass was getting used and adjusted to the new intruder and its
new size with each thrust. It was starting to feel good as he thrust,
thrust and thrust into me again and again.

"Oh god.oh god" I exclaimed

"Go on.go on Peter scream if you want no one is going to hear you" Said
Sir Nigel


The camera continued to flash followed by the whine of the recharging
batteries another moment in time

He was into a good rhythm now as he plunged back and forth. I could feel
and hear his flesh slap against my butt end with every inward thrust.

Slap.slap.slap. The sudden flash of hard flesh then vanishing back
inside.

"Oh god.oh fuck" He was shouting as the electric feeling ripped through
his body with each and every stroke.

At one time he missed the stroke. Like a rower missing a stroke
(catching a crab) his hand found the hard shaft and eagerly searches for
my entrance and feeds it back inside.
The camera again catching the action FLASH!
His hips swaying back and forth once more.

The time is getting near, he pushes me face down into the soft blankets
and pillow. His warm body falling on top of mine, arms wrapped tight
around me. His arse continues to rise and fall on top of mine. With
every fall his loins feel the soft but firm cushioning of my buttocks.
The gravy strokes are approaching fast.

I feel his fingers dig into my flesh. Hot breath escapes onto my neck as
his breathing becomes laboured.

"Oh god.I love you I love you Peter" He whispers

Then the scream of delight and satisfaction.
"Oh fuuuuck!" He exclaims as he thrusts into me one last time. His balls
contract as his sperm spews up the shaft pumping deep inside me.
Squirt.squirt.squirt.

Then like a deflated balloon his body relaxes as the pent up frustration
and energy leaves him.

I see the bright flash as the camera catches my facial expression, an
expression of obvious complete satisfaction. Sir Nigel had taken care to
be looking in the other direction away from the camera. All that would
be revealed is a picture of me and some other naked person on top. It
would be quite obvious to all what had been going on. Along with the
other photos it was damning evidence

I feel his beautiful penis being withdrawn leaving a void. The bed
trembles a little as he alights.

His penis is still hard as he walks to the bathroom. I watch in awe that
such a large weapon had actually been inside me.

I feel the bed tremble and rock once more as an excited Frankie eagerly
takes his place. His voice full of lust and urgency.

"Oh come on you little fag let me get this thing inside you" He said as
his warm body covered mine.

I could feel his hard manhood as he pressed it into my butt. At first
working himself against my own warm body. The crack between my buttocks
encases his penis. As he gyrates from side to side and up and down. I
can feel its pulsating warmth as I eagerly await penetration.

Like Sir Nigel I feel his hot breath on my neck. His hand searches for
his hard shaft, and then grasping it he seeks my entrance. I feel it
against my anal and I push toward it. Entry is quick and easy this time
having already been opened up by Sir Nigel.

"Oh yes you little hot fag.I'm gona fuck this sweet ass of yours till
you scream with delight" Pulling and squeezing me tight his arse started
to rise and fall. The hard shaft being propelled inward then falling
away as it withdrew only to be propelled inward again and again.

This is what Frankie had wanted, what he had waited so patiently for all
evening. Whilst he had made little of what Sir Nigel had said and
requested. He'd been put out at having to share tonight with him. He
could not however argue or go against a man who was after all his and my
boss. Better to go with than against and now he was enjoying the fruits
of that patience.

The bed shook, squeaked and trembled as he bounced up and down on top of
me. Every downward stroke was squeezing the breath out of me.

"Uh.uh.uh.uh!" Keeping in time with each thrust of his beautiful hard
cock.

It was a different feel with Frankie. Frankie was only reacting to his
erection and need to satisfy his frustration.

When Sir Nigel had been fucking me I felt different about it. It felt
like he was trying to fulfil my needs as well. It was about two people
together and not one as with Frankie.

The minutes ticked by, at times I thought he had stopped and that his
cock was pumping and spewing sperm into me, but after a moment or two
his arse would start up again. Thump, thump, thump. The sound of our two
bodies connecting. Slap, slap, slap.

The flashes from the camera told me Sir Nigel was from time to time
taking more pictures of the unfolding scene.

He slowly withdrew I felt it slip, slip, slip. Then he was on the move.

"Turn over.on your back fagot" His hands and strong arms were turning me
over, he was keen to continue but in a different position.

His arms were flinging my legs over his shoulders, lifting my ass up and
off the bed.

Cock in hand he was pointing and guiding it toward my asshole. Oh my god
I could see its fullness as it came nearer. A moment to line up and then
he plunged it in.

"Ohhhhh! Ahhhhhh! I gasped as I watched it quickly disappear inside,
only his balls remained outside. Then with each and every downward
thrust the slapped against the cheeks of my arse. Thrust, thrust,
thrust.slap.slap.slap

 The pace increased, faster and faster. The time was almost here.
"Oh yes. Oh yes Oh yes" Frankie shouted

Then stop and a sigh

"Ohhhhh! Ahhhhh! You have a lovely hot, tight ass you little fagot"

More sperm was squirting, pumping joining up and mixing with Sir Nigel's
sperm

"Gotta have you again some time Peter..that was just marvellous" He
panted

It wasn't the end of the evening fun and games as the time ticked by
there had been liquid refreshments renewed energy and lust took over. I
watched as each cock began to harden again and they eyed me with a new
rejuvenated interest.

By three in the morning my virginity was well and truly behind me as
each took it in turn to quench their desires on me.

The bed was all but wrecked. My eyes were slowly closing. I remember
Frankie lying full stretch face down beside me. His bare arse upward. I
kept thinking it was a nice shaped ass. Had he ever been approached or
indulged in a little fun just as we had done this evening.

Sir Nigel was being very territorial. I was on my side. He behind me,
his arm around my waist holding me tight against his warm body. I felt
snug, secure and contented as my eyes slowly closed and sleep took over.


When I eventually awoke, still feeling warm snug and secure. The room
was dim, with a chink of morning light streaking through the un-drawn
heavy drapes. Frankie was gone

As I moved I felt Sir Nigel's arm hug me to him. His hand running ever
so gently over my body. His fingers lightly massaging my penis. I felt a
hardness coming on until I could hold back no longer and his hand was
slowly masturbating me.

"Mmmmm..did you enjoy last night Peter?"

I felt a satisfaction come over me as I thought back to last night and
the early hours of the morning. I pushed back toward his warm body and
felt the hard shaft press into my buttocks.

"Mmmmmm it was fabulous Sir Nigel..just fabulous.I wish it could go on
forever" I replied.
"It can if you wanted it to" He replied

"What do you mean?" I asked

"Do you like working for the company Peter"

"Yes.yes I do"

"I could be helpful to you if you wanted to advance up the ladder" He
said

"How's that" I asked

"I need a new boyfriend. my last one was transferred to
Australia.promotion and I miss him.you wouldn't have to worry about my
wife she understands my needs.she won't say anything if she did find out
just don't make it obvious that's all"

"Would you like me to be your boyfriend" I said

"Well I wouldn't have asked if I didn't think so"

"Mmmmm I think I would actually.especially if it's like last night.I
really enjoyed it" I said.

"Would you mind if I invited others to the party from time to time "He
asked

"You mean like a threesome" I replied

He gave a light laugh "Yeh just like that.or a foursome or a five some
eh!" He said

I thought about it for a moment then said

"Yes I think that would be even more fun"

He'd been rubbing his hard shaft up against me. He replied "Ohhh that
sounds wonderful Peter.we're going to have some real good fun times
together.just you wait and see" He pushed me on to my stomach and rolled
on top, just like Frankie in the early hours his hand reached for the
hard shaft guided it up and in.

"Ohhhh.ummmm!" I cooed as his arse began to rise and fall.

The bed was our base for fun and games for the rest of the day. We
treated it as our honeymoon before he eventually and reluctantly dropped
me off home.

Monday was a great day to go to work I felt wonderful and alive.

Sitting in the tea room at ten o'clock break I listened to the office
gossip, what had gone on over the week-end? It was the office girls I
liked to listen to.

My attention was alerted to a girl Moira Jenkins who was talking to some
of the other girls.

"Well I think Sir Nigel must have a new love in his life...he is in a real
good mood...hasn't been like that since he lost his last boyfriend.you
know Howard Shelby.he certainly went into a bad state when he left."

"I wonder who it is" Asked another

"Don't know...don't care as long as he stays in a good mood...we'll find out
eventually...always do"

Shit I thought how long have I got before I walk in one day and all eyes
turn to me and the whispers start. There he is that's him that's Sir
Nigel's boy friend