It’s Friday of my first week at the engineering firm and it’s been a strangely tame week. Aside from my encounter with Marco of course.
Marco never mentioned what happened between us on Monday. All of my coworkers were acting pretty normal. Rashad, my manager, didn’t seem like he knew anything either, thankfully.
“Hey champ! A few of us are going out for drinks tonight if you’d like to come. You’re 21 right?” Rashad asked.
“Oh uh yeah actually I just turned 21 not too long ago. Um I’d love to join, where are we going?”
“There’s a bar called Johnny’s across the street from here. We tend to go there as a team for bonding and whatnot.”
“Alright sounds good! I’ll see you there.” Rashad smiled with his salt and pepper beard.
He’s just being nice, right? Marco for sure didn’t say anything to him. I’ve been scared all week that I might be fired or something.
Marco swings by my desk, resting a hand on my shoulder.
“Hey Pete, you have a good week? Getting a feel for how things are around here?”
“Oh yeah for sure, I’m learning a lot so far! We’ve got some cool projects lined up and I’m excited to get into the weeds of ‘em.”
“Ah that’s great to hear, kid. Keep it up! I heard you’re going to the bar with us after work. See ya there!”
“Oh yeah I’ll be there soon, just have to wrap something up first.”
I feel Marco lean in close to my ear. His stubble just barely caressing the side of my face.
He whispers, “Don’t think I forgot about what happened Monday. It’s been a busy week. Some of us might be a little… pent up.”
My cock instantly grew in my pants. His hot breath against my ear, the tone of his voice almost like a low growl… it turned me on in ways I didn’t know possible. It’s almost as if I’ve been waiting for more.
Marco smiles and walks away.
I end up finishing a little later than everyone else and start packing my stuff up to head out. Still learning the ropes and all. I walk across the street and head into Johnny’s.
I see our group hanging out at a booth in the corner and find a seat next to Rashad.
“Hey Peter! Glad you could join us! First round was on me but you missed it, so I’ll buy your first drink anyways.”
“Oh wow that’s very kind of you! Thanks, I’ll have uhhh… rum and coke.”
“Sure thing! Hey Bilal, can you go put in another round for us and get Pete’s drink?”
Bilal, another EIT on our team gets up and heads over to the bar. He’s younger than Marco, so still a little fresh. He’s an olive skinned Malaysian guy, just a few inches shorter than myself. Somehow slim and thick in all the right places, if I may add. A cute set of glasses frame his face. He’s pretty quiet most of the time, I haven’t had a chance to talk to him this week but he just seems really busy.
Marco steps out of the bathroom and ends up sitting right next to me, so now I’m almost squished between him and Rashad. There’s a few other folks at the table that aren’t on our team but everyone gets along pretty well here.
After we get our drinks, the guys start chatting about work and their lives.
“Hey Peter, you got a girlfriend or anything?” Rashad asks.
“Oh no haha. I’ve just been focusing on my studies and all. Too busy and broke for a girlfriend.”
Everyone laughs and nods with understanding. I feel a hand on my thigh, slowly moving up and down. Thinking it’s Marco, I look over and he’s got a drink in one hand and his arm around someone else as they laugh about some joke one of our clients told them.
Is… is that Rashad’s hand?! I look down and see his hand gripping my thigh under the table. I look up at him and he doesn’t seem to even notice me. Does he know that he’s doing that? Maybe he’s had a few too many drinks…
Rashad stands up and says, “Alright boys, I think I’m headed out. Hey Petey, I actually think I have a cool project I wanna talk to you about before next week. Since the office is just across the street, wanna join me real quick?”
“Oh uh sure, that sounds good.” I say sheepishly. What a weird request. Maybe he really is drunk. But he seems like the type to hold his liquor so… I’m not sure. Also Marco was the only person who called me Petey and that was when we…
We get up from the table and say our goodbyes. As I’m leaving, I notice Marco looking at me with a wide grin. He winks at me. Drunk bastard probably thinks he’s getting some tonight but im headed home after Rashad shows me whatever this project is.
We get into his office and Rashad sits in his office chair, legs spread apart. He relaxes himself and asks me to take a seat.
“Alright… Petey… I know.”
“I’m… sorry? What do you mean?”
I feel myself starting to sweat. Fuck, he’s going to fire me. He found out about me and Marco and my career is over.
“I know what you and Marco did together in my office on Monday. I have a camera set up in here just to keep an eye on things.”
Fuck fuck fuck. Did Marco know about the camera? He said some guys like to mess around so I mean, maybe he did? Maybe he didn’t? It’s over.
“And I just wanted to say I’ve jerked off to it just about every day since.”
I’m speechless. There’s no way Rashad… what is going on?
“I’m… sorry what?” I manage to blurt out.
“I’ve came to that video multiple times this week, Petey. Watching you go down on Marco with such enthusiasm… seeing you cum all over my office… I couldn’t help myself. I hope you don’t mind. I just wanted to let you know.”
I don’t even know what to say…. I thought Rashad was straight. I thought he’s just been a nice guy this whole time.
“Oh sir, I.. um… I-“
“Shh it’s ok Petey. I know this is probably shocking to you. Marco and I have been sleeping together for quite some time. Just good old fashioned fun, nothing serious. It takes the stress out of the job. Even Bilal and I have had our fair share of fun from time to time. Knowing how eager you were to swallow Marco’s load, I just wanted to see it for myself. I’ve noticed you eyeing me but too shy to say anything.”
I must be dreaming. This can’t be real. Is Rashad, my BOSS, hitting on me? Not just that, but proposing sex?
“Oh sir, I had… no idea that you knew about any of that. I’m sorry that Marco and I… it won’t happen-“
“Oh Pete no need to apologize, seriously. It will happen again. And again. For as long as you and we want. Actually, it’s going to happen again right now. I want you on your knees and worshipping this cock.”
He unbuckles his belt and whips out the biggest cock I’ve ever seen in real life. 9”, somehow thicker than Marco’s. Hairy all over the base, with massive balls. My mouth starts watering at the thought of having his cock in me. Too stunned to speak, I kneel down in front of his chair and get to work.
It’s intimidating for sure, but I start by smelling his balls. A little musky from the day at the office, but delicious. Arousing. Intoxicating. I gently lick his balls as his hand reaches for my head. He slowly moves me and my tongue up his shaft and towards the tip. I wrap my lips around his fat head and start blowing him. One hand of mine is grabbing his shaft since I can’t take it all in my mouth. I start stroking him as my mouth works his thick Arabic cock.
Rashad moans, loudly since no one else in the office.
“Fuck Petey, you’re doing so good already. Marco was right about you.”
So Marco DID tell him! That bastard I’m going to-
“Now show me what you’ve learned, faggot.”
Rashad shoves my head down onto his cock. He’s more forceful than Marco, making me gag and choke on his cock. I try to take him all the way but I just can’t.
“Ahh Petey you were so close! We are just gonna have to keep trying, aren’t we? No need to overwork yourself. Also, I like the sir thing, let’s keep that up.”
His hand relaxes his grip on my hair and i come up for air. Gasping and coughing through the saliva and lack of oxygen, I say, “Yes Sir. Happy to serve you.”
What the hell am I saying? ‘Happy to serve you?’, am I nuts?
“Thats the spirit, boy. I think this would be a little more fun with something. Take your clothes off, all of them. I’ll join you.”
Rashad takes his shirt off, revealing his hairy chest and dad belly. His fat dad cock standing straight up, wet from my mouth, dangling between his strong legs. I take my clothes off too, because at this point whatever Rashad says, goes.
Rashad reaches into a drawer and pulls out a butt plug. Fuck.
“I’ve got this little toy that I actually bought specifically for you after what I saw you and Marco do together. It’s all yours and I want you to use it now. But I’d like to put it in myself.”
“Yes sir.”
Without skipping a beat, I lean over his desk, spreading my cheeks for my manager.
“That’s a pretty pink hole you got there, son. One of these days I’m gonna use it. But for now, try this.”
Rashad lubes up the toy real good and I start to feel him pushing it in. I let out a moan but try to stifle it.
“Oh Pete don’t worry. No ones here right now. You can moan as loud as you want. I encourage you to. I like when my boys are noisy.”
He shoves the toy all the way in, and I let out a much louder moan.
“Ohhh fuck Rashad. That feels so fucking good.”
“I haven’t even shown you the best part!”
He grabs a remote and presses a button. The butt plug starts vibrating!
“OooOoOohhhhH fuck me, that feels so good.” I exclaim!
“I’m sure it does! Now I’ll control the plug while you get back to work on my cock. I want to try to make us cum at the same time. Wanna give it a shot?”
“Yes sir, please I would love to.”
“Thats what I like to hear!”
I get back down and go back to sucking his thick cock. He starts thrusting his hips, fucking my mouth with one hand on my head. My cock is throbbing, exposed, leaking all over the floor. I feel like I’m leaking more than I’ve cum before.
I feel the vibrations get stronger as I go faster on his cock, and they slow down as I slow down. He’s keeping us in sync.
“You’re doing so well Pete. I love seeing your cock leak from the satisfaction of having me in your mouth and playing with your hole. Not even touching yourself, just pure erotic lust for another man.”
I look up at him with wide eyes as my lips are wrapped around his cock. He smiles that sexy, inviting smile. He’s rubbing his nipples with one hand now, and playing with the vibrator remote with the other. The vibrations start to have a pattern. They get strong then weak. Strong then weak. It’s almost as if a cock was going in and out of me.
“Ok Petey I think it’s time. I know Marco made you swallow his load but I want to cum all over you.”
He stands up, his cock at full mast in front of my face. I can’t help but continue to suck on it. I feel like… I need his cock in my mouth. The vibrations get stronger and stronger. I can’t take it anymore and I lean back, lips removed from his cock.
“Oh fuck Rashad, I think I’m going to cum!”
Rashad starts stroking furiously as I squirm, making sure I don’t touch my own cock because I know that’s what Rashad wants. Rashad lets out a grunt and showers me with his cum. It’s a big load, covering my face and dripping down my body.
I feel the vibrations building up, and as I’m covered in my boss’ cum, I moan loudly. My cock erupts with cum all over myself. At this point I feel drenched. It’s just the two of us but we managed to cum as if there were 4.
The vibrations stop and I just sit there on the floor, taking in what just happened.
“Damn kid, that was hot as fuck. I loved watching you squirm as the vibrator made you cum. Let alone the fact that you were already covered in mine.”
“Y.. sir..” I manage to say as I’m catching my breath. “I.. don’t even know… what to say.”
“It’s ok. I know you had a good time and I know you’ll be back for more. That’s all that matters. Go ahead and clean yourself up with this towel. You can head home now. That’s pretty much how these things go.”
“Oh… okay thank you, sir.”
I get up and wipe away the cum from my naked body as Rashad starts to put his clothes back on. I get dressed and make my way towards the door when Rashad starts to speak up.
“Alright Pete, have a great a weekend! See you next week. Glad you’re on the team. We’ll have to do some more team building like this in the future.”
Teambuilding? Does he mean…
“Ok thank you Rashad. Take care!” I rush out the door and head to my car.
“Wow you stayed pretty late today, that’s crazy! They overworking you at that firm?” My roommate says.
“Ah yeah well you know how it is. Sometimes we just have to keep working until the client is happy.”
I’m already looking forward to next week!
Part 1: The Intern – Day One
Part 3: The Intern – Bathroom Break
Part 4: The Intern – Staying Late