Date: Sun, 13 Jul 2014 21:35:11 -0700
From: Wag Stories <wagstories@yahoo.com>
Subject: Office Bang, Part 8

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Office Bang 8

By Wag

"Fuck me, Derek!" I yelled. I was in the backseat of Bruce's town car with
Derek's 10 inch cock lodge up my ass. He had me on my stomach as he rammed
me from behind. We grunted and groaned as he continued to fuck me harder.
"Yeah take my ass," I urged. I was getting so close as he hit my spot.
Suddenly there was a knock on the window.

"What the hell?" Derek said. We froze as the door opened. It was a cop. He
stared down at us.

"What's going on back here fellas?" he asked as if it wasn't obvious. I was
scared out of my mind. But also turned on as well, with Derek's
missile-sized dick in my ass and the sudden appearance of what I realized
was a very hot cop. He grinned. "Looks like fun. Mind if I join?" he
asked. Hell yeah. The hot cop started to unbutton his pants. I opened my
mouth in eager anticipation of what was sure to be a huge cock. Right as
his zipper was coming down...buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

"Fuck!" I exclaimed as I rose up from bed. I hit the off button, ending the
annoying buzzing sound. Stupid alarm clock! Just when the dream was getting
to the good part. I looked down at the tent in my boxer briefs. My cock was
just as annoyed. And I was hot as hell. Not just horny, but literally
hot. The air conditioner was broken again in my tiny studio apartment,
turning it into a sauna. July in New York is insanely hot. Even with the
windows open I was suffocating. My body was drenched in sweat. I got out of
bed and grabbed a cold bottle of water out of the fridge. I gulped half of
it down. That's better. But my cock wasn't relieved.

It had been three weeks since my hookup with Derek in the town car. Three
very long weeks without sex. Derek was out of town visiting family in New
Jersey and Bruce was in Europe for a month on business. So I couldn't have
either of them. I hadn't had any encounters with my other office hookups
either. So it had been a shitty dry spell. I could of found someone online
or in a bar, but nobody interested me for some reason. I was looking for
someone special. Not that I wanted to settle down or anything, but I didn't
want to fuck just anyone either. I thought back to getting nailed by Eric,
Bruce, and Derek back to back. It had been an eventful weekend. All those
memories were making my dick twitch even more. A large wet spot had formed
on the front of my boxer briefs. I looked at my alarm clock. Fuck it, I had
a little time. I pulled down my soaking underwear and tossed them aside. I
licked my right palm and wrapped it around my steely dick. I moaned as I
started to jack off at my kitchen counter. I took my left hand and felt up
my chest, pinching my hard nipples. Thoughts of all the men I had been with
recently filled my head. Then I thought of the hot cop in my dream. I wish
he actually existed. Wished he was here with me now, fucking me against the
counter with his "nightstick". I pulled harder on my cock, up and down. I
licked my left middle finger and reached back to place it inside my tight
hole. After three weeks it was really tight. I shoved it inside. Oh fuck. I
jacked my dick as I finger banged my hole. Getting closer with every
manipulation. Sweat dripped down my face, over my chest, and into my blonde
pubes. I used it for lube as I tugged my cock. I felt my orgasm rise.  "Oh
shit," I yelled as my load shot out across the kitchen counter. One, two,
then three spurts. I shook from the force of it. That was good, but I
needed the real thing.

A little later I went into work. It was the same old, same old. All the
usual intern grunt work: copies, filing, errands, etc.  Around three
o'clock, I was sent on a coffee run for some of the executives.  As I was
coming back with a tray of lattes, I saw a man getting out of a town car in
front of my building. He was extremely good looking, mid to late 40's, 5"10
or so, brown hair, stocky build, brown eyes, and a neatly trimmed beard. He
was dressed in a nice suit, like one of the executives, but I'd never seen
him around the office. I'd remember him. We locked eyes for a moment. He
saw the tray in my hand and held the door for me.

"After you," he said. He had a French accent. It sounded very sexy.

"Thank you," I replied. We got to the elevator bank. He pushed the button
for me. I smiled in response. As we were waiting for the elevator, I felt
his eyes on me. When I turned to look at him he didn't look away.

"You drink a lot of coffee," he joked.

"It's for the people I work for. I don't even really like coffee," I
replied.

"I see. You work here?"

"Yes, I'm an intern this summer."

"Very nice. You seem like an intelligent hard worker. They're lucky to have
you," he said with a wink. He continued to blatantly look me up and
down. He certainly wasn't subtle. I liked it. The ding of the elevator
interrupted my thoughts. People filed out of the elevator. The Frenchman
held the door for me. I nodded my thanks. He got in too. "What floor?" he
asked.

"Seven."

"The same as me. I have a meeting up there"

"Oh. With who?"

"Eric Shaw. Unfortunately," he said making a face. He obviously didn't like
Eric. Not surprising. A lot of people didn't. "Do you know him?" he asked.

"Yes I do." That was an understatement.

"I'd much rather continue talking with you than see him," he said with a
grin. Me too, I thought. "Are you enjoying your internship?"

"I'm definitely learning a lot. This is a great company." We had reached
our floor. Again he held the door for me."Well I have to hand out these
coffees," I said. Stupid coffee.

"It was a pleasure meeting you...."

"Tom," I said introducing myself.

"And my name is Frederick. Frederick Renard," he responded. Since my hands
were full we couldn't shake. Instead he squeezed my arm. His big warm hand
felt so nice. Frederick gave me one last long look before departing. It was
a short encounter, but it was enough for me. It had been too long since a
hot guy had touched me in any way. I gave out the coffees and went back to
my desk. Instantly I got online and Googled Frederick. His name had sounded
familiar and I found out why. He was a top G&T client. I must have seen his
name on the many important documents I had photocopied. He was very wealthy
and very important to the company. I wondered what he was meeting with Eric
about. An hour or so later I found out. I was again sent out on some errand
for an executive. I was waiting for the elevator when Frederick and Eric
strode up. They were mid-conversation. Frederick looked perturbed until he
saw me and brightened up.

"We meet again, Tom," Frederick said.

"Yes. Hello, again," I replied. Eric was surprised.

"You two know each other?" Eric asked.

"I met Tom earlier. I could tell that he's a very bright young man. You
should appreciate all he does for G&T," Frederick said.

"We definitely appreciate all of Tom's hard work," Eric said with a sneer.
He and I shared a knowing look. Bastard. "But back to what I was saying a
second ago..."

"I've heard enough, Eric. I'm tired of talking. It's been a long day and I
need to rest. I'll get back to you tomorrow morning," Frederick said
cutting him off. Eric was about to say something. "Tomorrow," he said
firmly. Eric shut up. It was awesome to witness. The elevator
arrived. Frederick and I got in.

"Goodnight," Eric said as the door closed. Frederick nodded.

"Bastard," he exclaimed as the doors shut. "I can't stand that man."

"Bad meeting?"  I asked. Frederick sighed.

"Exhausting. He's trying to keep me as a client. They don't want to lose
all of my money. So there was a lot of insincere ass kissing. That man is
so transparent. I would have rather dealt with Bruce. Too bad he's out of
the country," he explained. Yeah, too bad for me too, I thought.  Frederick
turned to look at me. "Where are you off too? More café?" he asked. I
laughed.

"No, another errand."

"What are you doing afterwards?"

"More work and then going home. I get off in an hour."

"Good. Just in time for dinner. I'm starving. I'll take you to my favorite
restaurant, Affame."

"What? You're..."

"Asking you to dinner. I want to get to know you out of the elevator. I'll
pick you up out front in an hour," Frederick told me. The doors opened. "Au
revoir, Tom," he said with a wave. He got into his town car outside and
took off. I was left surprised yet excited. A dinner date with this hot
man. Hell yeah. Thankfully the last hour of work flew by. I nearly ran down
to meet Frederick. As promised he and his town car were outside waiting. I
got in and we chatted a bit on the way to the restaurant. Affame was a
fancy restaurant in Manhattan. Frederick told me it was the only French
restaurant he liked in the city. It was almost as good as the ones in
Paris. We got to know each other while eating amazing dishes and drinking
fantastic bottles of wine. He told me about his life in Paris and I talked
about school and my family. He was easy to talk to. Very charming. Both he
and the wine were intoxicating. After awhile I was buzzed, full, and horny.

"This has been a wonderful meal. Thank you for inviting me," I said.

"I'm glad you're enjoying it," he said pouring more wine into my glass. "So
you've told me all about yourself except for your love life, Tom. Are you
seeing someone?"

"No. I'm single."

"A beautiful young man like you.  How could that be? You're at least
fucking someone, right?" he asked. I nearly choked on my wine. He
laughed. "You Americans are so uptight when it comes to sex."

"I just wasn't expecting that question," I said.

"And you didn't answer."

"Yes, there have been some, um, encounters this summer."

"Good. When I was your age my cock was always wet. I stuck it in anything
that moved. It was only after a brief marriage that I realized I preferred
sticking it in ass rather than pussy. Luckily my ex-wife was very
understanding. Very French. And you?  Where are you sticking your cock,
Tom?" he asked. I hesitated. "Or are you getting something stuck in you?"

"Yes, I prefer to bottom," I answered. He smiled.

"Well you have the ass for it. That's why kept holding the door for you. I
wanted to keep ogling it," he said with a chuckle. I laughed too. This
conversation was taking a nice turn. "That delicious ass must be getting
fucked all the time."

"Not lately."

"What? Why?"

"Well one of my "friends" is out of town right now," I told him. Frederick
sat back and thought for a moment.

"You mean Bruce?" he asked. I was surprised.

"How did you know?"

"I guessed. Bruce has often told me about the young fresh meat at G&T. I
know that's how that little jerk Eric moved up in the company. Sucking off
executives left and right. It's that what you've been doing?" he
questioned.

"No. Well yes. I've been with Bruce and Eric actually. And others. But it's
not about getting ahead. I don't even know if I want to be an investment
banker. I just like the sex. It's hot," I explained.

"Of course. You're in heat. As you should be at your age. You're ripe and
open. And you need a good fucking right now. Don't you?" he asked as he
stared intently at me.

"I do. I'm so horny. It's been too long," I said boldly. My cock was so
hard in my slacks. Frederick subtly reached under the table and grabbed my
crotch. He felt how hard I was and licked his lips.

"My hotel is close by," he announced. He grabbed the waiter's attention and
quickly paid the bill. We were out of Affame and into his town car within
minutes. On the short drive to the hotel, he continued to rub my
crotch. His hand felt as good as it did when he first touched me at the
office. Finally we arrived at the hotel. We made our way through the lobby
and into the elevator.

"Another elevator," I joked. Frederick moved close behind me. He pressed
his suit covered crotch into my ass. Grinding it. He leaned in close to my
ear.

"This is what I wanted to do to you when I first rode with you," he
whispered licking my ear. I shivered and pushed my ass back into his
cock. It felt hard and big. He continued to lick and stick his tongue
inside my ear. I couldn't wait to get to his room. We arrived at his floor
and hurried out. He guided me to his door. He pushed me against the door
and kissed me. His soft lips felt wonderful. I opened my mouth and his
tongue went inside. My arms wrapped around his neck as we continued to make
out. Tongues everywhere. It was an amazing first kiss. Frederick moved down
to my neck, kissing and biting it. I grabbed the back of his head and
moaned a little. Suddenly, the door next to Frederick's opened and a very
good looking man came out. He was just as surprised to see us as we were to
see him. Well I saw him, at least.  Frederick didn't stop kissing my
neck. All I could do was stand there since he had me pinned to the
door. The guy just smiled knowingly.

"Have fun, fellas," he said as he continued down the hall. I watched him
go. At one point he turned back to look again. Then he was gone. He was so
hot and it was exciting getting caught by him. Frederick came up for air.

"He wanted to fuck you too. But I'm not sharing tonight," he whispered. He
took the hotel key out of his pants and quickly opened the door. We
stumbled inside. Frederick kicked the door closed. Then he was on me
again. Kissing me passionately and feeling me up. My hands roamed over his
body too. Feeling the muscles in his arm. Then traveling down until l I got
to his crotch. His cock was so damn hard. I needed it. I pushed Frederick
back against the door. Then I moved down his body and got on my knees. I
looked up at him as I unbuckled his pants. He took off his suit jacked and
undid his tie as I got his belt off. I squeezed his cock as I unbuttoned
his pants. They came down along with his Calvin Klein trunks. His cock
sprang out to greet me. It was uncut, thick and about 7
inches. Mouthwatering. I took it in my hand. The foreskin hung low over his
cock head. I stuck my tongue out and tasted a drop of sweet precum. My
tongue slithered inside, tasting him. I wanted the whole thing. I opened
wide and skinned back his foreskin with my mouth as I traveled down his
shaft. He was so thick, but I was eager to open up for him. I started to
blow him. Up and down. Taking that fat cock. My right hand worked part of
his shaft as my mouth worked the other half. Above me Frederick moaned
loving my work. He wanted me to take it all, so he grabbed the back of my
head and pushed down. I understood and took my hand off his shaft and let
my mouth continue on. My mouth was stretched to capacity as I took all of
him in. Over and over. He held onto the sides of my head as he fucked my
mouth. Going deeper with each thrust. Finally I could take anymore and I
pulled off, gasping for air. I looked up at Frederick. He put his hands
underneath my arms and pulled me up. We kissed again as he moved me
backwards through his suite. We got to his bed and he pushed me onto
it. Frederick took off his pants, underwear, and shoes. Then his shirt came
off. Fuck me. He was covered in ample amounts of curly thick brown hair. It
was everywhere: chest, arms, and legs. His body was bulky, not fat, but
beefy. He was definitely a bear. And so hot.

"Do you like?" he asked with a smirk.

"Fuck yeah," I answered smirking back. He kneeled on the bed and reached
down, pulling off my shoes and socks. Then my pants and underwear were
ripped off. He held onto my legs. Then his hands moved to my feet. He
grasped the right one, looked down at me, and licked it. Damn. I'd never
had a guy do that to me. It felt ticklish yet so erotic. He continued to
lick the sole of my foot before moving onto my toes. He took the big one
into his mouth and sucked it like a dick. Up and down. Licking and
sucking. Like he was making out with my foot. The left one got the same
treatment. This was new to me, but such a turn on. I unbuttoned my dress
shirt and started to play with my nipples, working them as Frederick worked
my feet. Finally he moved on. His tongue went up my leg, stopping to nip at
my inner thighs. Then he got to my cock. It was as hard as a brick. He
grabbed it at the base and quickly shoved it in his mouth. I groaned and
arched my back as Frederick blew me. It felt so damn good. I spread my legs
wide for him. He came off my dick and moved to my balls. He sucked them
into his mouth one at a time. Darting his tongue all over my full nuts. He
continued to go lower. I knew what was coming and couldn't wait for him to
get there. He put his hands on my legs and pushed them back. My tight pink
hole was right there waiting for him. Frederick went for his target. He
kissed, licked, and sucked on my opening. I groaned as he continued to eat
my hole. Getting his entire face in there. His beard scratched against my
ass, but I didn't care. I wanted him in there. He rewarded me with a deep
rimming. Fucking my hole with his tongue. Spearing it. He devoured my ass
like a starving man. My butt was the dessert after that meal we'd had
earlier. I pinched and twisted my nipples as he took my hole with his
tongue. I wanted his cock inside me. Now! "Fuck me," I begged. Frederick
came off my ass. His beard was wet with spit.

"Yes you need it. I'm going to give you what you've been missing for too
long," Frederick proclaimed. He leapt out of bed and went into the
bathroom. He came back with a bottle of lube which he was already applying
to his cock. I waited anxiously. He got back in bed. His lubed finger
instantly went to my ass. My hungry hole sucked it inside.

"I'm ready," I told him. I didn't need any preparation. Just his
cock. Frederick threw the lube aside and lifted my legs in the air. He put
them on his firm broad shoulders. His cock was parked at my entrance. We
locked eyes as he pushed forward. Slowly he inched inside. I immediately
felt full and stretched. I bore down through the initial pain as more of
his cock entered me. Spreading me wider. I breathed out as he went
in. Further and further until finally I felt his bush on my ass. He was all
the way in. "Fuck me," I said.

"Oh, yes, I will," he replied before pulling half way out and then ramming
back in. Fuck! That was just the beginning. He repeated his move sliding
out and then shoving in. Sharply. He started to long dick me taking his
time to come almost out before throwing all 7 inches back inside. It was
slow and steady at first. Then it really began. He held my legs and started
to drill my ass. In and out. Harder with each thrust. Slamming into me. I
cried out as he threw me a fantastic fuck. The bed rocked beneath us as he
took me hard. Probing my hole with his tool. I moaned and arched my back as
I took him. It felt so good to have a cock inside me again. Three weeks may
not have been that long, but it felt like an eternity to a cockwhore like
me. I needed Frederick's dick so badly. And he was giving exactly what I
begged for. He let go of my legs and leaned down so he could kiss me as he
fucked my hole. His tongue played with mine. I wrapped my arms and legs
around him. Pulling him into me. Wanting it all. His awesome hairy chest
felt amazing rubbing against my smooth one. He took his mouth off mine and
went to my ear. Sticking his tongue inside. I squirmed, loving it. I want
him in all my orifices. He continued to slam inside. Quick rabbit
thrusts. "I'm really going to fuck you know," he moaned. I wondered how it
could get any better. Little did I know. Frederick wrapped his arms around
me and lifted me up. My legs were still wrapped around his back. And my
arms were around his neck. Slowly he picked me up and got off the bed. I
was still impaled on his cock. He made his way to the wall and leaned
against it. Then he started to fuck me again. Thrusting up into me.

"Oh fuck," I cried. I held on for dear life.

"Fuck yourself on my cock," he ordered. I put my feet against the wall on
either side of him for leverage. I was able to ride him like that, in
mid-air. We worked together, him thrusting up and me bouncing on his
rod. It felt amazing. He was hitting my spot hard. I grunted as the
pleasure and pain mixed. He held me tight as he took my quivering hole. We
kept this up for awhile until Frederick suddenly spun us around so that my
back was against the wall. He really punched my hole then. His dick sliced
through me over and over. Pinning me to the wall with his spear. "Take my
cock you fucking bitch," he shouted. I wrapped my legs around him as I took
all he had to give me. Using my hole hard. He was so strong. Nailing me to
the wall as he abused my hole. I banged against the wall with every
thrust. Our groans filled the air. I wondered if the hot guy staying next
door had come back. Could he hear us? I hoped so. I wanted him to know how
good I was getting it. I wanted to turn him on. Wanted him to fuck me too.

"Take my ass," I screamed. Frederick gave me what I wanted. He fucked the
hell out of me, hitting my prostate more times than I could count. He
brought me right to the edge. "I'm gonna cum," I warned.

"Right there with you," he said punching into me one final time. He groaned
loudly and began to fill my ass. At the same time my load shot out of my
rigid cock, without me touching it. All over Frederick's chest, mixing with
the sweat and spit. I moaned with him as our orgasms shook our bodies. He
staggered backwards and fell onto the bed, taking me with him. After a
moment I pulled off his cock and rolled over next to him. We panted
loudly. His big barrel chest rising and falling. We turned to look at each
other. He grinned and pulled into onto his chest. I listened to his
heartbeat as we lay together. I was finally satiated.

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