against me; his warm body felt so good, but it didn’t distract me from the pain he was causing by stretching out my very tight hole.

If he felt my discomfort he didn’t show it. Harder and harder he dug into me, with each thrust he seemed to grow bigger in thickness and length. This man was unbelievable.

“You better hold onto me,” he commanded and began to really pound me.

Like a jackhammer he went in and out each time with more and more force. His balls were slapping loudly against my ass, they were heavy with his nasty cum. As he drilled deeper and deeper into me, his grunts became louder and louder until he climaxed. A river of cum poured into my hole. Stream after stream of his juices coated all of my insides.

“Is somebody in here?” came the voice from the door of the stockroom.

He put his big masculine hand over my mouth to silence me and we stayed there completely still, careful not to make a sound. His hot cum poured down my leg. Once our intruder left, I fell back into the arms of my stockroom lover, his thick dick no longer hard but still inside me slipped out.

It felt so good to have his body pressed against mine his furry chest, his thick arms wrapped around me resulted in instant arousal. I turned over to face him a huge grin across his face as he realized that I was once again hard.

“Come with me,” he said.

We gathered our stuff. He took my hand and we once again made our way through the dark stockroom, except this time he led me into a big office and locked the door behind him.

“This is my office,” he said and began to tear at my clothes “I would have brought you straight here, but I’ve always wanted to do it in the stockroom,” his mouth traveled down my chest, he once again found my cock hard and waiting for him. I could care less where he took me as long as he took me, I thought to myself.

The longer he worked my cock, the more tense my body got, I was nearing eruption again and he knew it. Before I could reach orgasm he pulled off me.

“Get on the couch,” he commanded and I obeyed. He took a seat behind his desk on the other side of the room. “Pleasure yourself,” he told me. “I want to see you get off.” His voice was firm. I loved it.

Slowly I began to stroke my cock with one hand. It was still wet from his mouth. His saliva made for great lube as I stroked up and down my shaft. With my other hand, I rubbed and squeezed my tight smooth balls. His eyes on me, I moved from my balls to my hole. I stuck one finger in, it was still wet with his juices, it felt so good and the look on his face told me he loved every minute of it. With two fingers I worked my ass, slow at first then faster each time. Deeper and deeper my fingers slid in my ass. With each stroke of my fingers, I soon forgot he was in the room; I