Road Trip Turnout Ch. 03

A gay story: Road Trip Turnout Ch. 03 Big thanks to Rimaday for the inspiration and the tips on publishing my first story.

This story is a continuation of Rimaday’s “Road Trip Turnout” series. I highly recommend you read those (Parts 1-2) first, partly so the following story will make sense, but more so because they might be the hottest stories on Literotica.

Feedback welcome. Enjoy!

My name is Peter-I’m a coworker of Robby. I think you heard about some of his adventures in parts 1 and 2.

I’m a mostly straight guy. I have always liked the ladies-several girlfriends through high school and college, and I now have a gorgeous wife and two kids.

One minor exception though. For about a month in college, I had a torrid affair with a guy.

I had just gotten dumped pretty hard by a dream girl, and was having a hard time moving on. So one night it was closing time at the bar, and I was the only one from my friend group still there. Everyone else had found a hookup, or was back with their girl. I was feeling extra depressed. Long story short, I got talking to a guy who I didn’t even realize was gay. I was broke and drunk, and he offered to buy me a drink. Somehow, next thing I knew he coerced me out to his car for a make out session. I eventually saw through my drunken haze, and told him I didn’t want to go any further. I headed home and passed out.

The next morning I was pretty disgusted with myself. As I did laundry, I found his phone number written on a piece of paper in my jeans pocket — I had totally forgotten about that. I’m not sure why I had even accepted it. I immediately threw it in the garbage.

But over the next couple days, I couldn’t stop thinking about our encounter. I had never thought of a guy in that way before, but I found myself getting hard recalling how his lips and tongue felt. I even thought of him as I jerked off, picturing all the possibilities if we had gone a little further that night.

Before I even rationally knew what I was doing, i found myself digging his number out of the bottom of the garbage. I ended up calling the guy, and hooking up several more times over the next month. Well, maybe “hooking up” is putting it lightly…

Although our affair was short, it was scorching hot. We did EVERYTHING. I ate his ass, then fucked his ass. I rode a dildo while he and another guy jerked off on me, swallowed loads, shot my cum in his ass and down his throat, and talked dirty during some man on man phone sex sessions when my roommate was gone (we both loved the dirty talk; I have a wild and sick imagination, and I can be a confident and arrogant trash talker, so I got pretty good at it!). Finally, I even got dolled up in women’s clothes for him, including panties, lingerie and makeup. I was his slutty drag queen during a couple nights of hot role playing.

Like I said I consider myself a straight guy, but for some reason once I got a taste of cock I was all in. It was a lot of fun.

A few weeks into the affair, I happened to meet my future wife. I knew she was “the one”, so I went cold turkey and broke off the fuck buddy relationship immediately in order to devote myself to her. She never found out, and I never looked back.

So while I’m a straight married guy, I’ll admit that a small part of me still fantasizes about guys sometimes too. A small, dormant part…

…………

Anyway, back to Robby. He’s a peer of mine at work-we’re both in sales. Like me he has done well for himself, and has landed a couple big accounts just recently.

He calls me one day. “Hey Peter. You know that new client I told you about? They’re still really happy with our work, but they’re thinking about giving us even more business and would like another rep on the account. Do you have time for a drink tonight? I can tell you more about the client, and maybe discuss setting up a meeting.”

“Sure-why not. Thanks for thinking of me!”

“You bet. I have a vision of how you and I can work as a team, and I’m excited to share it with you. Anyway, how about the watering hole at 9:00 tonight?”

“See you then”.

……….

I meet Robby at the bar. We have a couple drinks and throw some darts. Robby suggests we should do a couple shots.

“Oh man I don’t party like that much anymore. Aren’t we supposed to be talking business?”

“We will! But this new client I told you about: this could be very lucrative for both of us, but they also have some non-standard business practices. Might be good for you to be a little loosened up before we talk further!”

I wonder what I’m getting myself into here. But lucrative sounds pretty good to me – I had rough numbers last quarter, so I’m willing to do almost anything.

After the shots are down the hatch and we’re back at the table, we finally get down to business.

“Ok-so this client is a holding company. They own a few businesses, including a gentlemen’s club. Part of the deal is that you’d be expected to put some time in at this club. It’s about two hours away, so I usually just crash in the local hotel when I visit there”.

“Hmm. Ok I guess I can’t argue with spending some time in a gentlemen’s club and calling it work!”

“Well I should probably tell you…stuff happens in the club. And I have been an active participant”.

“Oh really! Geez Robby-are you getting lap dances from some fine ladies or what?”

“Well…in this case, the term gentlemen’s club has a bit of a different meaning than you might be used to. This club is men only”.

Robby sees my blank, non-comprehending look.

“It’s men only…and like I said stuff happens”.

At this point I raise my eyebrows. “Stuff? Among men only?”

“That’s right. At first I was pretty repulsed since I’m a straight guy like you. But I think you’ll find they’re very accommodating. Something about the place drew me in, and I’m a committed lifetime club member at this point.”

“Whoa whoa whoa this sounds pretty bizarre. So they’re a client, and you’re also a member of this ‘gentlemen’s club?’ What exactly have you done there.”

“It’s kind of like a fraternity-I can’t tell you all the secrets. I went through an initiation last week, and I have been servicing the members ever since”.

“Servicing the members?”

“Servicing the members”, he reiterates, this time emphasizing servicing, and members.

I am pretty shocked. But somehow I’m not completely grossed out or completely shutting down this idea. I guess it was the financial potential, and maybe that dormant part of me resurfacing.

“So the deal is, I have to do whatever perverted things they want me to do in this club, and my reward is a share of this account. Do I have that right?”

“Yeah, I think you pretty much have it”.

I continue to ponder…

“The guys are all pretty relatable. Most are around our age and have the same interests. And they’re all very fit,” he says with a smile.

Now I’m trying to visualize this place. I’m picturing a group of “fit” (hot?) guys expecting me to service them. I hadn’t thought of guys in this way for years, but now fantasies are forming in my head. However it still sounds like a bizarre arrangement that could jeopardize my career…

I hadn’t even noticed that Robby had moved closer to me. Suddenly he reaches down and feels my crotch area-“ooh just as I thought-you seem to like this idea!” For some reason, I don’t pull him away. Maybe it’s shock, or maybe I’m just really getting into this idea like he said.

Before I know it, he’s fully stroking me through my jeans. He leans in close and proceeds to tell me a little more about an “initiation” he went through last week. My eyes are wide and my cock is rock solid, as he describes getting a blowjob, sucking dick, eating ass, a shower and shave session with two other men, riding a dildo, and ending up in what he called a “cock sandwich”. Part of me is appalled, but I can’t deny I’m getting harder with each storyline he shares. Thankfully the bar is loud and busy, so no one can hear us…or see that his hand is still stroking me under the table.

I can’t talk-I can only stare at him and breathe heavily. He looks at me and asks “what do you think?”

What do I think? I think this sounds hot as hell and I wish I was there right now. Or maybe I just want to take Robby out to my car where we have some more privacy…oh god…

Thankfully, Robby’s professionalism finally comes through. He pulls away from me and says in a friendly voice “Well, just give it some thought! Thanks for meeting up tonight-the drinks we’re good! Let’s head out”.

I mentally slap myself back to reality. I slowly collect myself so my hard on can recede a little, then we pay and head out.

I get home and crawl in bed next to my wife. She gives me a kiss. “How is Robby doing?”

“He’s good. I think I’m going to owe him – he’s bringing me in on a big new account. Should be a really good next few quarters for me. But honey I may be on the road a little bit more – the client has an office a couple hours away and it sounds like I’ll need to be spending time there servicing their team”.

“Oh that’s great to hear! You’re due for a good quarter – persistence and hard work always pays off eventually. I’m sure you’ll do a great job servicing their team members.”

“Thanks honey,” I say as I move in for more than just a good night kiss.

“Ooh-someone is feeling friendly at this late hour! Did that wild single man Robby put some ideas in your head about bachelor exploits?” she asks jokingly.

“Something like that”, I say. Little does she know my eyes are closed and I’m picturing a room full of cock as we make love. I feel guilty, but I also don’t last long before I’m cumming inside her.

“Wow-that was some passion!” She says. “Maybe you need to spend time with Robby more often!”

I can only nod, as we drift off to sleep.

…..

The next day, Robby sends me an electronic calendar invitation for the following Monday. Location is “Tony’s Gentlemen’s Club”, in a town two hours away.

Well I agreed I’d think about it, and I guess it’s decision time.

I figure it can’t hurt to check it out. I can always introduce myself, then leave if I don’t feel comfortable.

I accept the invite.

……

It’s meeting day. Robby mentioned that he headed out there last night, since a couple members needed some late night service. I start the two hour drive early, and arrive mid morning.

I park in the lot and look around. This place looks pretty simple – it sure doesn’t look alike a sophisticated client space like I’m used to. Oh well, I’ll go have one drink then leave, I tell myself nervously.

I walk in and am greeted by several pool players. They introduce themselves at John, Tim, Kevin and Dick. They explain that Robby is busy in the back room right now with the boss. I say no problem-let’s shoot some pool!

We play a full game, and I have a couple beers so I’m feeling good. Robby is right-these guys are really nice. I do have to admit they all have good bodies too, just like he said. Normally I wouldn’t notice other guys, but somehow I can’t help it at this place.

Finally I see a familiar face and nervously say hello to Robby, coming out from the back room. I am not prepared for what happens next: He pulls me in close and sticks his tongue down my throat for a few seconds!

Whoa! This is my coworker of several years! And we’re in front of a client!

I start to protest, but he then caresses my cock through my jeans, while whispering dirty talk in my ear

“I’m so glad you came. Now I hope you’re ready to cum. I want your dick in my ass so bad. I want you to fill me up. I told all these other boys about you too” (I look around and see that the other members are all checking me out with hungry eyes). “We’re gonna show you a good time tonight baby.”

Baby? We’re coworkers for gods sake. I can’t believe how fast things are moving. But I also can’t believe that I’m hard as a rock.

I look at him for a moment, then look around. No one seems freaked out-if anything they just seem to be smiling and waiting for more. Screw it-I need this work, so if this is what they want to see then this is what I’ll do. I plunge in and restart our makeout session.

Suddenly we’re interrupted: “Peter? You must be Peter Stevenson. Robby told us all about you. I’m Tony Jackson, owner of this place. Can we get you a drink?”

Oh no-Tony Jackson- Our firm’s largest client! Robby did NOT mention that Tony Jackson is involved in this account. My boner instantly vanishes, as I try to regain control and composure.

“Uh…nice to meet you Mr Jackson. No thank you – I have already had a couple beers. BTW the way I’m sorry about my behavior with Robby just now…”

Tony cuts me off: “Timmy! Let’s have another beer please for Mr Stevenson! Then we can show him the shower facilities shortly”

Shower? I don’t need a shower-I took one just before coming here, I think to myself.

“Robby assures us that we can count on you to provide great service, just as he has”, said Tony. “I look forward to getting to know you and to experiencing some of that service tonight!”

“That sounds great Mr. Jackson. I appreciate your loyalty to our firm, and you can rest assured, I will provide outstanding service to your account.”

“Thank you Peter. Very professional! Tim, John – are we ready for initiation?”

I turn around to where Tony was looking. I am shocked to see that the two pool players are shedding their clothes, and are soon wearing only towels.

“We sure are Tony. Shall we get him started?” one of the pool players asks.

I cut in before Tony could respond: “Whoa whoa whoa-i think there has been a misunderstanding. Robby and I are committed to servicing your account in the most professional way possible. I’m not sure what all this talk is about showers and initiations, but we would like to keep this relationship strictly professional.”

Peter responds “Haha you sound like Robby when he first came here! Bravo-very professional indeed. But Robby and I can help clarify. Robby-show your coworker what you wanted to do when you first came in here last week.”

Robby walks over to the pool table and grabs a stick. He sets the 8 ball near the center of the table, then takes a solid shot and sinks it in the corner pocket.

“Nice shot Robby! Now show your friend what you learned by the end of your first night here in the club. What is expected of you here? What were you doing for me just a few minutes ago in the back room?”

Robby smiles slyly. He walks over to Tony, unzips his pants, pulls them down along with his underwear, then gets on his knees. I can’t believe what I am seeing-he pulls out Tony’s soft cock, and begins bobbing up and down on it!

“Robby! What are you doing?” I plead. “Mr Jackson is our most valuable client-why are you assaulting him?”

“Relax Peter,” said Tony. “Do I look like I’m NOT enjoying this? I think I’m enjoying receiving Robby’s blowjob almost as much as you’re enjoying watching it! Tim-give him a feel and tell me if I’m right.”

One of the pool players comes up behind me, reaches around, and slowly caresses my cock. “You’re right Tony-he’s hard as a rock.”

“That’s what I thought. You have been ready to go since you walked in here-I noticed it during your little make out session with Robby too.”

I close my eyes-partly due to humiliation…but mostly because Tim’s stroking through my jeans feels so good.

“So can we put aside all these façades about professionalism, and get real here? I think Robby told you what happens at this club, and you came here on your own free will, right?”

“Well…yesss” I say, getting harder and more turned on.

Tim lifts my shirt over my head – I do not object.

“And it should be clear by now what we expect, if you are to work on our account, right?”

“Yes”.

“So then tell us: what exactly will you do for us here tonight Peter?”

Tim now unzips my pants and underwear, and pulls them down. I kick off my shoes and step out of them. I am now naked, being stroked by another man, in front of a group of men.

“Well Peter, we’re waiting?”

I still have one last ounce of dignity and professionalism in me somehow. But I am also thoroughly enjoying Tim’s expert stroking. Due to this inner conflict, I can’t quite formulate a response.

I do really need this work. So as sick and twisted as this situation is, and the fact that I feel guilty getting naked with a group of men while my wife is at home, I tell myself it’s decision time.

Tim kisses my earlobe and whispers in my ear: “Go on – tell us. Tell us all the things you want to do to our account,” as he give my cock a playful squeeze.

“Oh god” I say.

I open my eyes. My gaze goes to Robby, still on his knees servicing Tony. I didn’t think much of Tony’s cock when I first saw it, but now it is at full attention, and it has my attention. It looks delicious – I want it in my mouth badly. Oh god…

“Hmm maybe you’re right-maybe it was just a misunderstanding. Last chance-do you want to join our club? Why did you come here tonight?”

I am still frozen, but I know I’d better answer. That cock looks so good in Robby’s mouth-I’m ready to do anything for it.

“I do want to join your club. I want to be just like Robby. I want to take all your loads tonight.” I say as I continue watching Robby’s performance.

“Excellent Peter! See that wasn’t so hard! Sorry-poor choice of words!”

I don’t even think the joke registered.

“Please – I need some cock” I say desperately.

I grab for Tim’s towel.

“Ah all in good time Peter. I’m sure Robby told you all about the initiation process. It’s probably cumming back to you now?”

Geez-these guys and their innuendos.

“Yes he did. Can we get the shower started?”

Tim gives my cock one last stroke, whispers “follow me” into my ear, kisses my earlobe, then grabs my hand. He leads me down a hallway. “Enjoy,” says Tony as we walk away. I look back one last time and see Robby continuing his blowjob…

……

As Tim and I enter the shower room, I see that John has the shower going and is now gloriously naked. Wow-what a body-chiseled and fit. And his cock gets my mouth watering…

It’s nice and plump, with a very firm base. He’s perfectly shaven, so I can see sweat glistening on the skin of both his cock and balls in the steamy room. Speaking of his balls: they look completely smooth and very heavy. My mouth is watering thinking of how much sperm must be in there…

“Want to take a picture?” John asks. I manage to pull my eyes away and look up at his eyes. He’s been standing there with his hands on his hips and a cocky grin on his face – he seems to appreciate the attention.

“Ok Peter,” Tim interjects. “Let’s get you lathered up and ready for initiation.”

The room is steaming up quickly, in more ways than one. Tim sheds his towel too, and the sight of his cock is getting me hard as well. It isn’t as thick as John’s, but it’s longer, with a delicious upward curve to it.

John rinses me down, and they wash and caress every inch of my body. It’s just as Robby described (see parts 1 and 2 by Rimaday). I’m hot as hell.

As we dry off, I think back to what Robby described, and have to ask: “so is shaving part of the initiation? It appears like you guys are pretty well cleaned up, right?”

John and Tim just smile at one another. “Would you like to inspect?” asks John.

I nod.

“Then get on your knees bitch” he pushes me down and laughs. Oh, he’s thinks he’s a tough guy, I think to myself.

They get on all fours on the bench, next to each other. I’m on my knees, with my eye level right at their asses. I’m mesmerized by what I see: two very sexy, athletic butts highlighted by completely clean shaven assholes. I guess I’m frozen again, since Tim asks:

“Well, would you like to ask permission Peter?”

I snap out of my hypnosis just enough to plead: “may I please kiss your assholes?”

Tim laughs: “I appreciate the manners, but I’m not clear on exactly what you’re asking. Can you be a little more descriptive?” he asks as he smiles at John.

My mouth is watering. But yes, I can certainly be more descriptive. Remember I excel at dirty talk.

“I noticed both your sexy butts as soon as I arrived today. You looked great in those jeans-I wanted to drop to my knees behind you, take off your jeans and eat you out. I’m hard as a rock staring at your naked assholes right now-they seem to be inviting me in. So, pretty please, will you let me eat out your sweet, hot assholes?”

“Wow-much better Peter. Polite AND very descriptive!” says Tim.

“He’d better be polite-he’s not a member yet. He’s just a little bitch who needs to prove himself. Let’s see what you got, bitch” says John.

Wow this guy really has a macho complex. I decide to make him wait. I move in first to Tim’s ass, and give his round cheeks a couple playful licks.

“Oh come on you can do better than that,” says Tim. “I saw your kissing skills during your little session with your coworker. How about giving my ass that same French kiss treatment?”

I have always been competitive – I accept the challenge. I close my eyes and make out passionately with his hot asshole.

After a couple minutes he’s moaning. I stroke his granite tool as I tongue fuck him. He must have cleaned up really well and even used some minty lotion, because he tastes great.

“Come on – let’s share that over here bitch,” says John. I give Tim’s sweet ass a final kiss, then scoot over and go to work on John’s ass. No minty flavor here – this manly man tastes only of a slightly sweaty flavor. It quickly grows on me, and I’m soon attacking his ass aggressively.

“Ah that’s it. Keep doing a good job, and maybe I’ll go easy when I ram your ass later” he laughs as he high-fives Tim. My hand goes from caressing his balls to jerking his dick, as my tongue works deep into his butt.

“Ya know bitch, Tim and I love dirty talk-that would help you win our votes to join the club. You seem a little shy though. Cat got your tongue?”

Again, my competitive spirit lights up. I’ll show him, I think to myself. I conjure up some wild and sick memories from back when I talked dirty to my college boyfriend…

I massage his balls as I retort: “no John-actually your sweet ass has my tongue. It seems to keep getting stuck way up in there…like this”…I curl my tongue and shove it as deep as I can.

“Ahh!!” Clearly he wasn’t expecting that response.

I remove it momentarily. “When we have more time during my next trip, I’d like something else of mine to get stuck up there too. Would you like that?” I ask as I dream of fucking him.

“Well remember you’re still the new bitch. I don’t know if that will be happening but keep dreaming. I’m pretty sure I’ll be pounding your ass sometime soon though”, he says, still trying to sound tough and intimidating.

Without blinking, I don’t give him the satisfaction. In a businesslike tone I say: “Ok no problem-we can arrange for that service. We can do it one of two ways: nice and romantic, or hard and dirty. Which type of service would you like to hear about?”

“Uhh…how about both” he says, seemingly caught off guard by my snappy responses. “My wife is out of town next week so I’ll have extra time”

“Ohhh really?” I ask mischievously as I fondle his balls. I’m quickly formulating an extra twisted plan in my head. “Well let’s start with a romantic idea. A tough guy like you seems like he needs more romance in his life…right honey?” I move back to his ass, and French kiss it lovingly for a few seconds.

Eventually I break away and get back to the conversation: “Ok here’s my proposal: I can be your loving wife for a night, while she’s gone next week. When I pack for my visit on Sunday, I’m going to sneak some things from my wife’s dresser: her sluttiest form fitting dress, sexiest lace bra and panties, thigh high stockings with garter belt, “fuck me” high heels, and makeup. I’ll even buy a breastplate with some fat tits for you to play with, and a platinum blonde wig to complete the ‘slut Barbie’ look for my big man”.

I’m taking a chance-I have no idea if macho man here will be into this. But so far his cock certainly hasn’t softened. I continue stroking and continue the proposal:

“When I get to the hotel, I’ll get all dolled up as your little slut. You can pick me up-flowers optional-take me out to dinner and some dirty dancing. I’m not worried about people recognizing me, since your company is my only client in this town and I live two hours away. There’s some risk that your neighbors or friends might see us and make judgments, but that’ll be part of the thrill. I’m guessing a guy like you likes to live dangerously, right?”, I ask, appealing to his manhood.

I’m now fingering his ass with one hand, and massaging his heavy balls with the other.

“Ahhh” is the only response.

“After our night on the town, let’s head back to your house. Fist thing when we get there: you should probably be a good husband and call your real wife to check in. Only two rules: number 1: this yummy cock stays in my mouth for the entire phone call”. I stop talking to pull his dick behind him and suck it for a while. This position puts my nose buried in his ass.

Continuing: “…By the way apolgies if I get lipstick on your cock. And rule 2: You can tell her you love her only while you’re cumming down my throat. Not before or after. Understood?”

“Ahh-damn you are a dirty boy.”

“Well remember: I’m your dirty GIRL on that night. Anyway, after you hang up, I want to spend the night with you in the bed you share with your wife. Oops-I forgot to pack pajamas-does she have something I can wear?”

“Ahhh…well she still has the white baby doll she wore to bed on our wedding night”.

“Oh perfect! How romantic honey! Will I look pretty in it?”

“Arghh…” he grunts.

I pause my stroking. I have the upper hand now and I’m going to enjoy it. “Cmon my big man-tell me how pretty I’ll look.”

“Argh…fucking… sicko…”

“Ok-we can certainly finish this business proposal later if you prefer…” I threaten.

“No don’t stop! Yes you will look sexy as hell in my wife’s lingerie.”

Oh wow, he’s officially getting into this now!

“Oh you’re so sweet baby-you really know how to flatter a girl”. I go back to massaging his balls. “I’ll slip into the baby doll, and freshen up with your wife’s perfume. Then let’s go to bed. I want you to show me you’re the man of the house. I want you to make sweet love to me, with this” I stroke his cock. “All night long.”

“In the morning I’ll cook you breakfast like a good wife, then let’s take an intimate shower together. Then of course I want a nice goodbye kiss before we part ways”.

Yeah, he’s still on board. Tough guy is clearly ready to pop.

“Damn, that is some hot talk,” says Tim. I give him a couple strokes to thank him for the compliment. “Now let’s hear the hard, dirty version”.

“Oh, right”, I say. I don’t want to neglect Tim, so I finger fuck his asshole while I continue stroking John’s hard dick. “There is indeed another way I can meet your needs…”

“First, I think this club can do some marketing to recruit more young members. Maybe next Monday, we advertise ‘All men with a college ID: half price drinks and sandwiches!’ We should be able to draw a big crowd to have a drink and watch Monday night football.”

John is still hard, but he’s wondering where this is going.

“I will come here to the club, which is now packed with new recruits, mid 2nd quarter of the game. As soon as halftime hits, we turn on some Aerosmith, and I jump on the pool table. I do a slow striptease until I’m naked in front of all the drunk young guys watching football. Some will inevitably be disgusted and will leave, but I bet a lot of them stay to keep watching the show. Before they can think about it too much, I curl my finger at both of you boys, to join me on the pool table. I undress you, and make an announcement:

“Well boys-you heard it was sandwich night tonight. Get ready to see how we do sandwiches here at Tony’s place!

“The college guys can keep drinking beer and watching. We start with me riding John like a slutty cowboy while I suck off Tim. Then I get on all fours and you pound me doggystyle, while Tim throat fucks me until his balls bounce off my chin. You said you’d pound my ass hard John-are you man enough to pound me in front of a crowd?”

“Ahhh… don’t worry-I am.”

“The only thing I ask is that you pull my hair when you unload in me. Can you do that for me?” I ask matter of factly as I stroke John’s cock and saw in and out of Tim’s ass.

“Oh god!” He screams. They’re both close.

“What do you think-will some of the new recruits want to have their way with me too? Do you think I can show them a good time and convince them to join?”

“Ahh…get ready” says Tim.

I look up as they flip around. “Come in-I want your cum all over me boys. Jack those cocks.”

Soon enough, they’re cumming all over my face. It feels so erotic in the steamy hot shower room, as it mixes with my sweat and slides down my body.

“Thanks for the shower boys-make that two showers” I say as I lick some cum off my lips.

“Damn that is some filthy mouth you have Peter” says John. “I guess you’re not so shy after all. I hope you can back all that up.”

“Oh I plan to. And I hope to be ‘backing up’ onto this very soon” I smile at him as I give him one last stroke. “How about you?”

“To put in in business terms: I would like to move forward with both your proposals” he says. “I’ll pick you up next Sunday at 8:00 for our date night…honey”.

“Hey-that’s the spirit!” I say.

Tim chimes in: “And we’ll spread the word about Monday night football. Can’t wait to have a beer…and a sandwich with you”.

“Ooh those college boys don’t know what kind of show they’re in for.”

“Now, back to work with your prep”….

…….

They do a great job with my prep, just as they did for Robby. I’ve never had another man shave anywhere before, let along “down there”. But the experience is erotic and pain free. I still haven’t cum, and am ready to pop.

“Ready to go Tony,” says John as we return to the foyer.

“Great-thanks Johnny. Say Peter: before we get any further, I do believe I interrupted a little moment between you and Robby, when you first arrived. As your client, I would love to see how you two work as a team. Will you please commence where you left off?”

My nervousness returns a little, but Robby again smiles and walks over to me. “Yes where we’re we exactly Peter? I remember I was whispering in your ear. I can’t remember what I said…Was I talking about the expense report? Was I talking about my vacation time? What was I talking about?”

“Oh god” is all I can mutter.

He pulls my towel down and begins stroking me. “These important gentlemen would like to know. Will you please tell them?”

I look at him with lust. “You said you want my dick in your ass. You said you want me to fill you up. You said all these other guys-our clients-want to use me too”.

“Oh yeah! That was it”, he said, still stroking me.

“Oh I see,” said Tony. “Sounds like important business. Well, just like drunk guys I used to pick up in college, I think Robby does his best work in the bar area. Here Peter, do you want to lead the way?”

He hands me an object I can’t immediately identify. Meanwhile Robby is stripping naked. Suddenly it occurs to me: it is a cock leash.

“Go ahead Peter,” says Tony. “Put it on him and show him the way. He responds well to “bitch”, by the way”.

I had never noticed before that Robby has a great body. His cute ass seems to be inviting me. I guess I’d never thought of him in this way.

I attach the collar to his cock. “Come with me little bitch,” I say.

Deciding to continue the dirty talk at the bar: “So Robby, shall we demonstrate to these gentlemen-our clients-how well we work as a team?” I ask as I give his ass a squeeze.

“Oh yeah”, he responds.

“What kind of service do you think we should demonstrate?”

“Oh god…You buttfucking me”.

“Oh you want to get fucked? Doggystyle? With this dick right here? Is this really professional behavior?” I ask ridiculously as we both stand naked and I’m now kneading his buns.

He begins stroking me as he responds. “I have wanted this since we started working together. I didn’t know I wanted it until a week ago. But it’s been all I can think about lately.”

He no bends over a chair, giving me a perfect view of his toned ass.

“He’s hard as a rock but he’s pretty dry back there Peter. Can you help him with that, while the boys settle in to watch?” Asks Tony.

I’m so hard I just need to fuck. But sounds like some prep work is needed. Without wasting another moment, I drop to the ground. I work up some good saliva into my mouth, then go to work lubing him up. I try to put the best spit on the tip of my tongue, then I ram it up his butt as deep as I can.

After a couple of minutes of ass eating, it sounds like he is ready. “Oh fuck yeah! You’d better fuck me soon or I’m gonna cum before you!” he says as he reaches back and pulls my face into his ass.

I certainly need no further encouragement. I stand up, grab his hips and line up my cock. I am shaking in anticipation as I work it into his ass, eased by my saliva lube job. At first I am just focused on the effort of fitting it in. After a few strokes I am balls deep and lost in lust.

It am thrusting away and hard as a diamond. Maybe it was the exhibitionist in me – it turns me on to see the other guys watching us.

“Ahh that ass is good little bitch”, I say. “Are you ready for a load up your guts?”

“Oh yeah-fill me up” comes the reply.

I’m getting really close. Here it comes…just about to pop…

“Hold that thought” says Tony. “Michael-welcome! He says to a VERY large black man entering the room. “I hope your trip was good. I don’t believe you have met our new tag team-Peter and Robby. Would you like to get to know them?”

Oh boy-another member. Apparently he had been out of town and hadn’t even met Robby yet.

“Hi Tony. My vacation was relaxing…but for some reason I still have some pent up energy if you know what I mean. I’m a little achy and just looking for some release” he smiles. A few others laugh.

“Haha well you came back at the right time! We’re just initiating Peter, our newest soon-to-be member. I want you to collect all that pent up energy, and take it out extra aggressively on Peter to break him in-let’s see how he handles a challenge!”

Geez-was that really necessary?

My mouth is gaping as I can’t get over the size of this huge man. I look over at Robby, and he is staring too.

“Robby did the cock sandwich for his initiation. Peter-perhaps you can do a train for us?” continues Tony.

My brazen dirty talk is on hold as I watch Michael strip. The stereotype holds true-he’s huge EVERYWHERE.

Fear quickly sets in – it is pretty clear what Tony has in mind for a “train”, and I worry that Michael’s giant tool will tear me apart. Particularly with that extra pep talk Tony felt the need to give him. I have stopped fucking Robby, and my cock is now starting to shrink in fear. But somehow I manage to nod.

“Great! Tim-baby oil please”

Tim approaches me from behind, with a bottle in his hand.

“Ok Mr Big Talker-time to see if you can actually deliver,” Tim whispers. “Do you really think you can handle this thing?” I turn around to see him oiling Michael’s quickly growing cock.

I really don’t know the answer. I’m starting to doubt it. I’m frozen momentarily, as I watch Tim stroke Michael to even greater lengths. Can I really take that whole thing?

“Sorry Michael-looks like we might need to finish Peter’s initiation some other day. Doesn’t seem like he’s up to the challenge today”.

Oh god his cock is now at full length. It looks magnificent. I’m still petrified, but the thrill and the challenge are also racing through my mind. Can I really take it all?

Well, one way to find out. Time to step up. I force myself to snap out of my trance, and I mentally shift back into cocky sales guy mode. “Oh you just watch Timmy…I am going to take him balls deep. Michael-nice to meet you-I guess this is a good way to start our business relationship. So it sounds like you have quite a load built up in here, is that right?” I ask as I rub his balls.

“Ahh…that is correct” Michael moans as Tim unrolls a condom onto Michael.

“Well hey-that’s such a coincidence!” I say matter of factly. “I was just thinking a need a big black dick up my ass!”

I decide to call Tim’s bluff and raise the stakes even higher: “we really don’t need this, do we?” I ask Michael as I touch the rubber. “I want to feel you baby. And I want your load inside me.”

I get on my knees to oil and massage his sack. “Ooh your balls are so big and heavy. I can tell you’re ready to pop.” I then put my lips directly on his nutsack as I talk. “Hi little swimmer boys! I know you’re in there-your daddy says there’s a lot of you today. Do you want to take a journey? Do you want to get shot up into my ass?” I say with a ridiculous playful tone. I then mockingly put one ear up against his balls. “Yeah daddy: they say they’re ready to get blasted into a new swimming pool!”.

“Ahh…fuck it! Sounds good to me!” He says as he quickly unrolls the condom and throws it aside.

“Ooh yeah…now we can REALLY get to know each other,” I say. I continue the pep talk to his balls: “Ok boys-well buckle in and enjoy the ride! I can’t wait to feel you swimming up inside me! Now if you’ll excuse me, I need your daddy to buttfuck me”, I say as I kiss his sack one last time while looking at Michael. I then stand up and bend over.

“Ah…yeah…balls are aching…it’s gonna be a gallon…” he says.

“I’m ready for it, big boy. John and Tim just put me through initiation and made sure there’s plenty of room. Let’s get all that sperm out of you and up my ass. Tim could I please have some lube on my end also.”

Tim is mesmerized by my trash talk. He squirts baby oil down my crack, and works a finger in and out. “Ooh I like his finger in my ass daddy” I say as I look back at my new friend and client, and line up his massive dick against me. “But I need something bigger. I think that’s enough oil for this train, Tim. Let’s get this engine leaving the station!”

“All aboard! Mount up!” says Robby, anxiously waiting for me to return to slamming him.

I grab Robby’s hips and work my very hard cock back into his ass, as I moan. A couple seconds later, I feel Michael behind me. I slow down and then stop, letting him work it in.

It hurts! I started to whimper a little. “Hang in there dude – it’s gonna feel REALLY good very soon”, as he goes in further and further.

I can only trust his words, and try to fight through the pain. “You doing ok?” he asks.

“Yeah Peter-has the big talker finally met his match?” laughs Tim.

It still hurts, but the pain is outmatched by my determination, competitiveness and lust. “I’m ok. I still want all of you daddy. Keep going.” My eyes are closed but I reach back to grab his ass with one hand, and pull him into me.

“Ah that’s some good ass”, he says as he holds my hips. “Almost all in…”.

He takes the hint, and keeps thrusting. Soon enough I feel his balls slap against my ass. Oh god, I took the whole thing.

He was right: as if someone snap their fingers, suddenly the pain morphs to pure pleasure. I am in cock heaven.

“Oh god! Fuck me all the way baby! Fill me up!” I don’t even worry about Robby-he’s doing just fine rocking back onto my rock hard dick.

“Oh! Oh!” I can’t believe how this monster is impaling me. For once I’m at a loss for words. I happen to make eye contact with Tony, who is clearly enjoying the show. Through my delirium, I manage to lick my lips and blow him a kiss.

Michael grunts as he thrusts into me. “Oh god I’m close…I’m close…”

“Yeah c’mon you big stud-breed me. Shoot your baby batter in me like I’m a little slut you’re trying to knock up.”

I reach back around his neck, and pull him close enough to whisper: “let’s cum together. Give me those little swimmers-I want them swimming up in my guts.”

“Yes!” agrees Robby. I feel like Robby is being neglected a little, so I reach forward to give his cock a couple strokes as he rides back against me.

“Here it comes slut!” Michael screams. Feeling his cock pulse pushes me over the edge. We both unload.

“Ahh I love it!” screams Robby.

I have quite a buildup myself, after the hot shower session. I unload inside my coworker “oh yeah Robby take it bitch! Take it all!” I pulsate for a few seconds inside his warm ass.

As my orgasm wraps up, Michael is still spewing like old faithful, deep into my guts. Feeling him throb is such a turn on that I might actually get hard again (10 seconds after cumming).

I reach back and pull him toward me. “Oh yeah baby give me every last drop! You really were backed up. Keep those swimmers together-give me all of them!”

“Ahhh!” he screams for a final time. He keeps his cock inside me as he finishes. And my softening cock is still in Robby, who is leaning back on me.

As the three of us catch our breath, I pull them each toward me for an erotic embrace and a passionate kiss session. I whisper a few obscenities to Michael about his cum inside of me, how I can’t wait to have him again. Robby agrees, and suggests we switch positions next time, since he wants to feel Michael up his ass too.

Tony speaks up: “Well done boys! Excellent show. I think it’s time for a lunch break. Take your time cleaning up and I’ll see you in the dining room.”

Robby breaks away first. Michael is still warm inside me. He whispers “I really appreciated the service. Next time you’re in town I’d like to introduce you to some friends – they could be good clients for you as well.”

My eyes almost pop out. Judging by his smile I know what kind of client relationship he has in mind. “ooh sure thing baby! If they’re anything like you I’ll be happy to demonstrate our services for all your friends!” We share a laugh and a final kiss, before he leaves.

……

I get dressed and walk to join the others in the dining room.

My mind drifts as I walk down the hall…some work worries, wondering that they serve for lunch, etc. But I stop in my tracks when I enter the room: at the head of the table is Tony, naked and again getting that magnificent black cock sucked yet again by Robby.

“Peter! Thanks for all your hard work today. I think you have earned a five-star meal, don’t you?” Mesmerized, I can only nod and walk magnetically toward that monster tool. I feel myself drooling…

“Not so fast: the sausage comes later. Let’s start with some appetizer!”

Robby stops his blowjob, and Tony spins around, bending over and kneeling on the chair. “Ready for some rump roast?”

I again hypnotically nod, and drop to my knees. I curl my tongue, stick it in to the hilt, and move in and out. After some voracious tongue fucking, I give his asshole some intimate kisses while I lovingly jerk his prize cock.

“That’s it Peter-eat that ass. You’re almost an official club member. As you know, Robby just completed his initiation last week. Hey Robby bitch-why don’t you thank our newest recruit for that load he just shot up your ass?”

I just got dressed 5 minutes ago, but Robby now makes his way to my zipper. I don’t want to break away from Tony’s delicious asshole, but I allow Robby to undress me. Somehow I’m already hard again. Robby gets on his side and sucks me while I continue to dine.

Tony finally chimes in: “ah Peter I could ride that tongue all night…but for the next course how about we tempt your sweet tooth with some chocolate balls?”

He turns around and sits down facing me. I drop a little lower and quickly get both his balls in my mouth. We maintain eye contact and he caresses my head as he talks dirty to me nonstop: “oh Peter you’re gonna be a star here. Hopefully Robby told you all about riding dildos, swallowing cocks of every shape and size, and getting your first cock sandwich”.

He’s a big talker, and I feel the need to match him. I remove his balls from my mouth momentarily. “Mr Jackson, as our valued client, I want you to know how much I appreciate the opportunity to service your account”.

“Cmon Peter – enough with the professional talk. I really don’t think…”

“No really,” I cut him off. “I greatly enjoyed eating out your butthole. I hope me sticking my tongue up your ass will strengthen our business relationship.”

That certainly gets his attention. I suck on his balls a little more, then continue.

“And these balls are delicious too-mmm…” I suck some more…”salty and sweet. Is there some chocolate sauce in here? Could I taste it pretty soon?”

“Oh yeah…” he moans.

“And to answer your question, yes Robby did indeed tell me about this place. He shared the details while he stroked my cock at a crowded bar last week”. I say while caressing Robby’s head. “Our working relationship is in a really good spot, don’t you think Robby?”

He doesn’t answer, but focuses on my tool.

I then work up some saliva. I swirl Tony’s left ball around in my mouth, then his right.

“I have really enjoyed this meal tonight Tony-your sweet asshole whet my appetite, and now I’m wetting your nuts. Do you like how I coat them with my dirty mouth?”

“Oh yeah…”

“What about this black mamba? Can I try to tame this snake? I’d like to ride this some time.”

I stand up and take a break from Robby. I want to tease Tony a little. I straddle him-sitting on his lap. I put my arms around him, pull myself in close, and whisper in his ear:

“Feel my ass baby-I’m still nice and oiled up. Some of that is baby oil, some of it is the fresh load of Michael’s sperm inside me. I think you’d slide in nicely right now. Would you like to feel his cum coating your dick as you fuck my ass?”

As much as I’d like to climb on and ride him, I decide to torture him and save it for a later date. “Actually I think my throat will be fine for now…” back to my knees to deep throat him in and out several times, as Robby does the same to me. “But I have some other plans next time I work on your account. I want this thing bottoming out in my ass. I want to ride you baby. What do you think-do you want to inseminate me?”

“Oh god” he moans.

I suck his dick him for another minute. I can tell he’s getting close, so I take a break to talk some more filth.

“Are you satisfied with your service so far Mr Jackson?”

“God yes. A+”, he utters.

“Good. It’s my job to lighten your load and make your life easier. I’ll be happy to spend as much time as I need servicing this tool.”

His eyes are now closed, and his moans continue.

“Speaking of: are you brewing up a load for me? I want your sperm in my belly” I’m now working both hands up and down his massive cock, like churning butter.

“Ahh yes! Take it Peter!”

I deep throat his gorgeous tool.

It starts to pulsate. “Oh yeah Peter-swallow it all bitch! You’re…almost…through initiation!”

The dirty talk continues while he shoots his sperm straight down my esophagus. It’s all cumming back to me now-it tastes similar to my college boyfriend’s cum, but with its own unique spice. I feel nice and warm with Tony’s load in my stomach and Michael’s semen up my ass.

“Mmm a three course meal. Thank you again for trusting us with your account Mr Jackson.”

“Ahhh…that was great Peter. We’re not done-Hope you left room for dessert. It’ll be cumming soon”. I wonder what this means…

In the meantime, my coworker (!) is sucking my member like he’s an old pro. One of my loads is already leaking out of his ass, and I’m ready to shoot another one down his throat: “ahh great teamwork Robby. Do you taste your ass on my cock?”

“Mmm hmm!” is the muffled response.

“Get ready little bitch! Here it comes! Ahhh!” I still had plenty left in the tank, and he sucks me dry for a good minute as I shoot down his esophagus. He eventually pops off my cock. We smile at each other and he licks his lips in appreciation.

Our moment is again broken by Tony’s voice: “Ok Peter-time for dessert! Grab the knee pads and assume the position!” Tim hands me some worn kneepads – I waste no time strapping them on and getting on my knees.

“Boys: let’s give our new bitch his protein packed treat!”

Robby, Kevin, and Dick form a standing circle around me. I work one cock at a time with my mouth and my hands. I also give some love to their nice asses, working a finger or two in each one periodically.

I focus on Robby. “Damn I’m glad you got me drunk and talked me into this!” I tell him as I stroke his cock and finger fuck his ass. “Are my two loads saying hello to each other, inside you? I guess I owe you a couple at this point.” I bob on his dick as he responds:

“Oh yeah – you sure do. And I have a feeling our working relationship is going to be a lot more interesting going forward”, he replies as he caresses my head.

I shift to to stroking Dick, since I want to give him his due credit too. “Richard-Robby told me all about how you first got him started here. I think both of us are grateful for that. Allow me to show my appreciation. Do you like having your asshole licked baby? Like those girls in the Sorority Ass Sluts 3? movie” I ask him teasingly.

“Oh god yeah”.

I continue to torment, caressing his upper thigh. “Well I guess tonight I’m the pledge. Is there anything I can do for you master?”

“Are you an ass licking cunt?” Richard plays along, quoting the movie.

“Yes sir, I love to eat ass,” I reply. “Please turn around so I can have a taste.”

He spins around, and I dive between his cheeks tongue first.

“Ohmigodddd!” he grunts.

I attack his cute butt aggressively. I’m loving it, but also frustrated I can’t go deeper since he’s standing up. He must’ve read my mind, because he grabs the nearest chair and bends wayyyy over.

“Get in there bitch! Tongue me good.”

I double my ass-eating efforts, as he doubles over in ecstasy.

I take a break only long enough for some quick dirty talk: “Mmm mmpph mmpph…this is some sweet dessert indeed Tony. I want to eat this ass pie every time I come to town. Does anyone have any whipped cream?” I ask jokingly. I dive back in and continue to feast.

A minute later, Tim taps my shoulder. He has a spray can of Redi-Whip in hand. “Open wide Richard,” he says. Richard spreads his cheeks, and Tim shoves the nozzle up his ass sprays a good shot of cream deep inside him. Tim then draws a couple circles around Richard’s asshole, right on his cute butt cheeks.

“You asked for it, now make sure you get every dollop!” says Richard.

Oh boy…my big mouth has gotten me in trouble again…now I’ll need my mouth to get me out of trouble.

I attack the dessert like I’m at a pie eating contest. The creamy bites on his cheek are easy – I lick them off right away. Now comes the trickier part…

I take a breath, then dive in and make a vacuum on his asshole. I brace myself, then suck in with all my might.

“Oh fuck!” yells Richard.

I think I got almost all of it! I love the creamy taste. It’s also a little salty with his ass juice mixed in.

From behind me I hear Tony grunt. He’s usually not at a loss for words, so I turn around to see what’s occupying him…sure enough he’s sitting naked on the other side of the room, watching my show as John blows him. These guys never stop!

Just as I’m about to return to clean up Dick’s sweet ass, Kevin elbows Dick out of the way, and inserts dick (his own) into my mouth. I get right to work on it.

“You sure talk a big game Peter,” he says. “You know you have some big shoes to fill. Robby sent me over the edge last week with his dildo show, then swallowed my load as he rode his toy. So tell me: what are you gonna do for me, if you join our club?”

I’m usually pretty good with interview type questions. But I had certainly never been asked a question while a hard cock was sawing in and out of my mouth.

I think for a few seconds as I suck, then I’m ready to answer. I give my mouth a break but not my hands: one strokes his cock, the other one reaches around and works two fingers in and out of his ass.

“Well Kevin I have a few ideas.” I remove my fingers from his ass, and suck on them til they’re wet with saliva. Then I reinsert and continue fingerbanging him as I talk.

“First things first, I’m going to finger fuck your ass and suck this juicy dick until I swallow a few million of your sperm. Is that a good starting point?”

He closes his eyes and moans in lust. I remove my fingers from his ass, and lick them off again as I continue answering:

“Second-mmm that tastes good-I’d like to see if we can one-up Robby’s dildo performance. Have you been to a dualing piano bar? Well how about Robby and I do a dualing dildo ride for you?” He seems interested so far.

“We’ll give you a dirty double lapdance first, as we strip each other naked. Then I’d like to borrow that baby oil-I’ll bend Robby over, and use my fingers to oil his cute asshole til he’s nice and lubed up. He can prep me the same way.” I’m talking in a husky voice now, maintaining eye contact, and stroking Kevin’s cock.

“Then we’ll suck on each other’s dildos until they’re nice and wet. Like this”, I pause for a few seconds to demonstrate on his dick.

“Then you and the boys can watch Robby and me ride our rubber cocks side by side as we jack each other off. When you’re ready, I want you you to stroke this meaty cock until you cum all over my face… Robby can lick it off. Would you like that?”

“OH GOD!” Kevin and Robby both say at the same time.

As I buttfuck him with my fingers, I finish the Q&A:

“One more idea for now. You know the local hotel is where college guys stay when they’re in town. How about you join me at the hotel bar next time I’m here, and we find a cute, straight, young, naive guy? We make small talk, flirt with him, and buy him a couple drinks-You wouldn’t believe how easy college guys are when they’re broke and drunk. With my salesmanship, I bet we can talk him back to my room for a nightcap…then maybe a cock sandwich? Would you like that?”

“OH GOD!!!” he shouts again.

“Timmy!” Tony manages to yell as John rides him. “I think we’re all close, and I don’t think Mr Stevenson ever got that pint glass filled with beer. Could you help him out please?”

Tim lowers the empty pint glass next to my face. “What do you think boys-does he have your vote?” asks Tony.

“Fuck yes!” says Robby first. “Can’t…wait…to…work more with you Peter!”

His sticky load is gigantic. It slowly makes its way down the inside of the pint glass. My mouth waters as I watch it.

Dick is next: “you eat ass so good…like a sorority slut…take my cum!!”. The glass is filling up.

Kevin is more than ready: “I like all your ideas…oh god…double dildo show…spit roasting a young guy…ahhh!”

John leaps off Tony, who quickly ambles his way across the room. “One…more…for you Peter!” Damn, his third load of the day seems plenty potent to me! He points his cock and shoots it straight into the bottom of the glass.

Tim hands out beers to everyone but me, and Tony raises a toast. “Well it sounds like we have a unanimous vote! Here’s to Peter!”

Everyone else raises their beer…I raise my protein shake. I can’t wait to taste the mixture.

“Bottoms up!” I say.

I love the feeling of FOUR slimy loads making their way down my throat together. I thought I’d be grossed out by the feeling of that much cum sloshing in my belly, but at this point I feel only pride!

……

While we all recover, I call the local hotel to book a room for the night. Damn-sold out! My bad for not planning ahead (and thinking with the wrong head by coming straight to a cock-fest before checking in at the hotel)!

Tony is full of helpful ideas: “hey Robby! Looks like our newest member is out on his luck tonight. I’m sure you can make room in your bed?”.

Robby smiles and quickly agrees: “I have a king, so plenty of room”.

Clearly I’m all in at this point: “let’s go break in your bed and get some business done!”, I say as I give his ass a playful squeeze.

We say our goodbyes and jump in the car. Before I know it I’m in Robby’s room. His tongue is down my throat within a minute. He stops and smiles at me: “let’s get naked,” he says.

His tongue is replaced by his cock two minutes later. Soon enough I have reciprocated: my two loads in him are matched by his two loads in me!

Believe it or not we actually got some real work done later that day, and we actually had a real dinner. We did fool around a little in the king bed, but eventually fell asleep spooning each other. What a day!

THE NEXT DAY

The next morning, my phone rings. It’s Phil. Our boss.

“Peter! I just got a note from Tony Jackson. He was already really impressed with Robby, and now it sounds like he’s looking forward to working with both of you! Do you have a minute for me to read what he wrote?”

Oh boy. It’s difficult for me to concentrate, partly out of fear at what Tony might have said, and partly because I’m a little distracted right now…

“Uh…sure?” I respond tentatively. “Let me put you on speakerphone”.

“Ok-Here’s his email: Dear Phil-our team received exceptional service last night from Peter and Robby. A lot of good heads were in the room, and they found ways to get some really good stuff spewing out of our heads. We shot a lot at them, and they ingested it all. On a side note, I must say that I admire a man who can handle his drink-Peter led us in a toast at the end of the night, and was bold enough to try our homemade batch! Hope he enjoyed it! In closing, I look forward to double teaming with them in the future!”

“Oh god” I whisper quietly. I continue to caress Robby’s head as he continues deep throating me. He manages to smile and give me a thumbs up.

“Oh there a PS here,” says Phil. “PS-we’re already doing some advertising for a recruiting campaign during Monday night football next week. Peter’s idea!” Wow-I guess John shared my twisted proposal. I was just talking dirty and not sure how seriously it would be taken, but now apparently I’m on the hook!

“You guys really seem to have the magic touch with them!” Said Phil.

“Yeah I guess we do. We used our touch on several of their members last night. They seem like they want to cum back in the future”.

“Well whatever you’re doing, just keep them cumming! Where’s Robby by the way-is he available to talk?”

“Actually his mouth is full of breakfast right now. He’s working on a hard piece of sausage, and he’s just about to swallow some gravy too. Can I have him call you back?”

“Sure. The three of us should talk soon. I still need to meet Tony in person — let’s talk about the best way to for me to enter this client relationship. I know you guys have it under control, but if we can triple team them I’d be happy to help! I also gotta try that homemade batch of whatever Tony mentioned! I’d like for the three of us to visit them together next week”.

Oh god this is too much. I am already balls deep in Robby’s wet mouth, and the thought of Phil (our boss!) getting pulled into Tony’s cock club pushes me over the edge.

I try my best to control myself: “Oh yes! Yes! …I think you can help us…service them!” as I unload my gravy down Robby’s throat.

“Great job again. Keep up the hard work” Phil says.

“One more thing Phil-look for lower expense reports going forward. Robby and I can save the company money by staying in one hotel room. I think we’ll be up late together on many nights anyway, just bouncing things off each other”, as I picture my balls bouncing off Robby’s ass.

“Wow-you guys are the best! Well enjoy your meal and I’ll look forward to seeing you in action next week!”

Robby joins me in bed. I turn to him and say “well you heard Phil — we need to keep up the hard work. I do think there’s something hard I can take care of right now” as I began stroking him. “I owe you one again. And I texted Tony to tell him we’ll be a little late since we have some company business to take care of first. He fully understands!” I say as I slide under the covers and get to work bobbing on Robby’s cock…

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