Gay Office Slut Stories

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Turned at the ABS Ch. 02

by Want2serviceU on Aug 29, 2017
Gay Male

I was half sitting half kneeling on the floor of an ABS with cum dripping out of my ass, cum on my face in my mouth at least the taste was still very much in my mouth. There was still a few men looking at me while I stood up gathered my clothes. Two young white guys with cocks smaller than I had just had grabbed me and used me like a sex doll, then pushed me...

Shocked Into My Place Ch. 02

by pat_7223 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

(This is the long awaited sequel to Shocked Into My Place, also on this sight, submitted by me awhile ago under Anonymous). After Kelly had succeeded in turning me into a cum slut for large black men (in fact, she told me that she caught me dreaming of Alan fucking me with my fingers thrusting into my ass!), my life changed dramatically. My name is Pat, and...

Shocked Into My Place Ch. 03

by pat_7223 on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

After the wonderful little session of foreplay in the office with Tom and Lisa, I was squirming for a cock the rest of the day. I left the office early just so I could go home and fuck myself silly with my black, 10” dildo to relieve myself a little while lusting over the images of Alan and his friends fucking me. Kelly came home just as I finished satisfy...

The Promotion

by mingalee on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

One morning after a particularly rough and wild night of fucking me and then having me fuck you with my big black strap-on cock. You head into work just like any other day. But something seems odd today. People seem to either be looking at you a lot or avoiding eye contact. You go about your day and try not to worry about it but then Katelyn and Melissa walk...

Curious WM 30 Ch. 02

by 0ra11yfix8ed on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

Disclaimer: Even though this story can be appreciated on it's own it will make more sense to read "CURIOUS WM 30" first. If you do not understand man to man sex or worse, loath it, please pick another story and don't waste your time. If you can offer insight or constructive criticism please do! I welcome any honest attempts to help me write better or underst...

Sports Massage from Friend's Dad Ch. 02

by SluttyBisexualGuy on Feb 13, 2018
Gay Male

Braden couldn't believe he was actually going to the Fourth of July party. He was in his car on his way back over to his friend Nathan's house—the same house where only a day prior he had taken his first fucking from his father's sizable cock. He had fucked him in the ass on the massage table. And then he had cum in his mouth—even as Braden could taste h...

Straightening Out Wrinkles Ch. 03

by penisleeve on Aug 17, 2017
Gay Male

Straightening Out Wrinkles Ch. 3: Mid week Deals Meet at his office in the city. Suck him off under his desk while he talks on phone and has discussion with secretary. Sing contract to be his slut. The call came on Tuesday just after I’d got in from work. Malcolm said to meet at 11o’clock sharp the next day. He gave the address of am office, his office, he...

Missed a Spot Ch. 01

by whitestream55 on Jan 16, 2019
Gay Male

I was on my knees under his desk, his big, beautiful cock sliding in and out of my mouth as I took every inch of him again and again. I never got tired of the feeling of Jameson's dick in my mouth, nor of his big, firm balls slapping against my chin. I had been going at it for fifteen minutes or so I estimated, and my neck was starting to get sore, but I had...

Pulled Off the Road

by LthrBndBy on Jun 9, 2020
Gay Male

This story is pure fiction, all characters are above 18 and consenting. Enjoy some dominant cop and bbc action! ***** It was October and Bryan was wandering down some rarely driven road just outside Denver. He was 22 years old and had enough of regular life. He quit his job, sold just about everything he owned, bought a good backpack, and just started wal...

The Office

by justawritertoo on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I walk into your office. You look up and see me standing there and I say, "Hey, how are you?", acting casual, trying desperately to make myself more comfortable and forget why I've come here. You smile, refusing to let me pretend, and reply, "Never mind how I am, we both know why you're here. Why don't you tell me." I stand awkwardly, tongue tied and asham...