The Porn Filter [Gay/Sissy] by Zerozilch007
Explore the tantalizing world of desire in 'The Porn Filter [Gay/Sissy]' – an enticing gay erotic sex story that delves into passion and identity. Join the journey of self-discovery with captivating characters and steamy encounters. Read now for an unforgettable experience!<br/> My job was pretty easy. I worked in the IT department for a pretty big insurance firm, and I had been given the task of monitoring network traffic, making sure employees stayed off of adult websites or anything else nefarious.
We had software in place that mainly did my job for me, but every now and then an employee would get sneaky and find a way around the filters.
It was more a legal issue than out of any concern for people staying productive. Being an insurance firm, we were really careful about that sort of thing, minimizing the chance that anything could come back on us and make us look bad.
So, when I got an alert that one of our employees had downloaded a VPN, I began monitoring his web activity. Pretty easy to do remotely since all the traffic from our work devices and computers was set up to run through our department.
Almost immediately, the porn sites began flowing in.
I pulled up the employee’s profile, a tall white guy by the name of Ted. He was lean and muscular, the kind of guy who hit the gym regularly but didn’t try to bulk up.
I debated sending him a warning through our messenger service, but something gave me pause.
The web sites he was accessing were…..interesting.
I was familiar with normal, vanilla porn. But, I had never really explored much of the kinkier stuff. I was still young, I guess, in my mid-twenties.
My IT job meant that I led a pretty sedentary lifestyle. And most of my free time was tied up in binge-watching my streaming services and going out to eat.
I mirrored Ted’s screen on one of the many monitors spread across my office and turned up the volume slightly.
It was an odd video with two men in it, one large and muscular, the other small-framed and girly.
But what had caught my attention was that the smaller guy was decked out in a hot pink maid’s outfit. And he wore a blonde wig with pigtails and bows.
As I watched the video play out, the bigger man backed the smaller one up against a wall, trapped him there, then pulled out his enormous, beefy cock.
He waved his cock slowly back and forth in front of the smaller guy’s face, enjoying how his prey’s eyes fixed on his meat.
It was like he was mesmerizing him, putting him into some sort of hypnotic trance.
Slowly, he moved in, pressing the tip of his cock to the smaller man’s lips. The guy gave in, parted his mouth slightly, and the engorged cock worked its way inward.
There was an audible whimper as the pink clad man took more and more of the dick down his throat. Then, the whimpers turned to moans, and the little guy began to get into it, moving his mouth back and forth on the guy’s meat.
I was suddenly aware that my eyes had been glued to the scene. Forcing myself to look away, I realized the crotch of my pants was now straining to contain my erection.
I was sweating, and there was a thrill of exhilaration running through me. Whatever type of porn this was, I had never seen it before. And it had me shaking, wanting more.
Standing up abruptly, I forced myself back into my work role. I needed to confront Ted about this, let him know he’d been caught and force him to uninstall the VPN.
I pulled up his department, found where his office was, and readied myself to go talk with him.
My brain wouldn’t let me leave though. My eyes kept creeping back to the monitor where the porn scene was playing out. The two men were laying on top of each other now. The bigger guy was straddling the smaller one’s face, fucking his mouth with his wet, saliva coated dick.
The little guy was just taking it, letting the other man use him as a fuck toy. They were both moaning and grunting like animals in heat.
Goddammit.
I had to stop this.
But my feet wouldn’t move.
The two guys were changing position again. The bigger one had turned the smaller guy over and was fixing to go at him doggy style.
My eyes widened as his fat cock pushed its way into the other man’s ass. The pink dressed guy cried out, but the bigger man kept digging in, pulling back slightly, then tunneling in deeper.
Sweat dripped from my brow.
And suddenly, the clap-clap-clap! sound of their fucking erupted from my computer speakers.
SHIT!
I quickly locked my computer, the video silencing at once.
I stood there, shaking. Resisting the urge to turn the porn back on, have one more look.
I needed to take care of this. I needed to confront Ted!
Pulling my office door open, I forced myself to step away from the computer. Once I was in the hall, I seemed to gain some of my composure.
This was work. This was my job. And that was porn. Different porn than I had ever seen. But still just porn. Powerful, upsetting porn that had a definite impact on me, but again, still just porn.
I focused on getting across the building to where Ted’s office was.
His wing was fairly isolated from the rest of the company. It was evening now, so the day staff had already gone home.
This also meant that most of the lights were off in this area. As I turned the last corner, the building grew dark save for a soft glow coming from a single office.
It was Ted’s.
I approached his door quietly, worried I might disturb him in the act of watching the porn, unsure if maybe I should be louder so he had a chance to compose himself.
All that left my head though when I heard the grunts and moans and soft fap-fap-fap sounds of him jerking off.
Gingerly, I poked my head in his office.
The bigger man’s eyes were fixed on his monitor, watching the same porn I had just seen. On the screen, the two men were fucking missionary style, the smaller one on the bottom, always on the bottom.
My dick began to swell again.
And then, my eyes fell on Ted’s dick. His fist was pumping at his engorged shaft, desperately trying to to make himself cum.
I couldn’t look away.
Suddenly, I found myself wondering what it would be like if Ted turned on me, held me down and fucked my mouth like the guy in the video.
My dick was so hard it ached.
I should have said something. Let him know I was there.
Instead, I found myself sinking to my knees.
What the hell was I doing?!
I crawled forward, easing myself into a position beside Ted’s office chair where I could see both the porno and him jerking off.
Ted threw back his head and groaned.
At first I thought he was cumming, then he began jerking more furiously at his meat.
He was having trouble.
My mouth began to water.
What did a dick taste like, I wondered. What would it feel like pushing in and out of my mouth, pounding at my throat?
And what if he wanted to fuck me?
Ted gasped suddenly, and I thought for sure he had cum this time.
But when I met his eyes, he was staring down at me wildly.
Panic flooded my face.
What the hell was I doing?!
But then, my eyes fell back to his bulging dick, his sweaty hand.
I licked my lips involuntarily, then forced myself to meet his eyes again.
He looked confused, then a little quizzical. And then, a sly smirk started to form on his mouth. Followed by hungry, devilish eyes.
He’d caught me.
Without a word between us, he understood.