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Ian stared at the ceiling as he lay in bed, his girlfriend Debbie asleep at his side. He could not sleep, all yesterday’s images flashed through his head. No way around it, he had sucked his bosses cock in his office and been forced to swallow his cum.Even worse, his bitch of a line manager had watched him do it. The waves of shame and embarrassment washed over him. He had barely spoken to Debbie since he got home. Luckily, she thought it was the usual anger at being told off by a woman again that was behind it.Worse for Ian, was in all honesty that he was unbelievably turned on by it all, and how Mike had made him feel made him rock hard. His brain screamed, ‘I’m straight,’ but that aroused cock kept giving him away, hearing Mike’s voice calling him a bitch echoed through his head.’I am twenty-five years old, how can I be having these feeling now? Have I been hiding this part of me?’ Reliving every moment of him sucking on his thick hot cock and swallowing down his cum made Ian wank his cock yet again that night. How was he going to get through work?Ian set off earlier for work than usual. Maybe he was learning. Even isvecbahis his colleagues were surprised when he sat at his desk ten minutes early. There were a few jokes at his expense. He logged on and was into his work straight away with no chatting or having an early cuppa. ‘New leaf,’ he told himself. ‘If I don’t have to go to Mike’s office again then there’s no more question of my sexuality,’ he told himself.Carol looked up from her desk with glee. The little cocksucker was early for once. She knew sending him to Mike would be enlightening for him but who knew it would be so entertaining? His workmates wouldn’t think him such the Jack the Lad after seeing him devour the bosses cock so enthusiastically. She knew his time as the last bastion of manhood in her department was over, and she was going to enjoy every second of it.A Mail popped up from Carol, “aren’t we an eager beaver, I hope this will continue from now on, Good Boy blushing face emoji!” Ian fumed, ‘bitch, she just winding me up again.’ Every time he glanced over at her she smirked back at him. He thought, ‘well just calm down and don’t give her anything isveçbahis giriş to complain about.’He was pouring his coffee in the break room when he heard behind him Carol’s voice, “Not having any cream, I thought you loved it.” He spun round to tell her to fuck off, but she said, “go on you little cocksucker say something.” He blushed bright red and couldn’t splutter a noise out. She grinned like a Cheshire cat, “yeah, thought so. Not such a big man now are you? Although you do like a big man, don’t you bitch?” He left her to her laughter and sat in the toilets, tears running down his face. How had he come to this? ‘How can I do this every day?’He tried to ignore her gaze and ploughed through his work. Happily, time went quickly and as he left he told himself, ‘that’s how to do it. Keep my head down, behave and do my work.’ His new mantra went well, he was on time, worked hard and kept out of Carol’s way. Even she seemed happy with his newfound attitude.The following week he was stood at the bus stop waiting in vain for his bus. ‘Fuck it,’ he thought, ‘I’m going to be late. Surely I won’t be told off for isveçbahis yeni giriş this, it’s not even my fault. I was here early.’Carol’s glee told him otherwise. She sidled up to him as he made coffee. “Mike’s been told about your late appearance so I’m sure you’ll get an email from him later. Hope you’re hungry,” and left him with a laugh.Sure enough, as soon as he sat down Mike’s mail popped in the mailbox. “Be at my office at five o’clock again.” Embarrassingly, his cock hardened at the thought. ‘Right, buckle down to my work and try to forget it,’ he thought. He tried but that thick cock kept popping in his brain. At half-past four his colleagues were leaving, Carol blew a mocking kiss at him as she left.Ian got to Mike’s office early again. Alison, his gorgeous PA greeted him with a smile, “You here again? You naughty boy!” Ian forced a smile but inside pleaded that his fantasy girl never realized what went on in this office. He’s was sure he was blushing as she left.~~~Mike checked his watch, nearly time for the bitch boy. To be honest he was rather glad when he received Carol’s mail about Ian’s lateness. He’d been really looking forward to seeing him again. He remembered those big brown eyes looking up at him as he fed him his cock. He stroked his bulge at the thought. His erotic memories were brought to a close from a knock on the door. “Come.”
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