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It was now over a month since Ian’s last disciplinary problem and he had at long last got his act together. He was now one of the best employees in the office. Even Carol, his hated line manager, had to admit he had turned over a new leaf. Although she still loved to call him a little cocksucker anytime she could to cause him maximum embarrassment.Ian’s home life, on the other hand, had fallen apart. He worked long hours, did overtime and left earlier so he could be on time. Debbie barely saw him. When he was home he was quiet and distant. Their sex life was now nonexistent. She was sure he had someone else but never found any evidence. The arguments grew daily and before long she couldn’t bear the sight of him and moved out of the apartment.The one thing in Ian’s life he could not control was his newly found lust for cock. He thought about it all the time, morning, noon and night.He joined gay sites, just to look at the men and found that chatting with dominant men got him hornier than he had ever been. Since Debbie left, he was on his laptop every night chatting and stroking. Mike had definitely hit a nerve. The only thing that interrupted his isvecbahis concentration in work was Mike, if he saw him walking through the office his cock would harden and he would blush.Mike knew this and would always give him a grin and Carol would always catch it. At times he wished he would misbehave just to be sent there but he tried to fight that down.The highlight of the year was always the Christmas party. Not because it was a great night in itself but someone always got pissed and made a show of themselves like clockwork. The office was buzzing in anticipation and the staff had counted the days down to the night.Ian got himself booted and suited and if he said so himself, looked pretty good. He met up with a few of the lads for a drink beforehand each boasting which bird they were going to shag. Alison, Mike’s PA being the undisputed number one target. When they arrived the venue was jumping. Ian got a drink and scanned the room. Mike and the other managers were at the top end surrounded by the giggling office girls. He looked over at Ian and grinned.”Bet that got your cock hard,” Ian knew it was Carol without looking. “Got his wife isveçbahis giriş with him so you’re not getting any cock tonight.”Ian spun around, “Oh why don’t you fuck off, you lesbo.” As soon as he said he regretted it, not that he hadn’t meant it but it was loud and their colleagues had heard it. Carol was fuming, her face red. “You’ll pay for that, sissy,” and she stormed off.That was the night finished for Ian. He couldn’t get his mind back off what had happened. ‘What would Carol do? Would she tell on him sucking the bosses cock? No, that would drop Mike in it but she would come up with something.’Luckily, most people were off over the holiday period so only Ian and another girl were in on Monday morning. She was only working the half-day and waved him goodbye at 12.’Well, a nice and easy day for me,’ sighed Ian and then an email from Mike popped into the inbox. ‘Shit! what can this be? Has Carol told him already? But neither of them is in today.’Ian opened the message, “My office at 1.00, there’s a present for you in your bottom drawer, open it and use it.” He could almost hear Mike’s voice.’What the hell was this?’ Ian pulled open isveçbahis yeni giriş the draw and unwrapped the box. Written largely were the words Anal Douche.Ian wasn’t the brightest spark in the box but even he knew it could only mean one thing, his virgin hole was going to be popped. Mike was going to give him his real Christmas wish, the taking of his cherry.Ian rushed to the toilet and then sat there reading the instructions. He filled up the douche, gently slipping in the tube into his hole and squeezing. This was a whole new feeling for Ian but he was rather quite enjoying the pleasure of pushing out the warm water. He quickly checked his watch, nearly time. He ran through the empty office, up the stairs to Mike’s and knocked loudly. “Come in, boy,” Mike grinned at him. “Looks like you ran all the way here.” Mike was dressed casual, polo shirt and chinos with a large bulge in front. “You get my present boy?” Ian nodded yes. “Use it?” Another nod, yes. “Good lad, now fucking strip!”Ian’s heart was thumping as he frantically pulled off his t-shirt and slipped down his jeans. Mike beckoned him forward with his finger, “put your hands on my desk and bend that little arse out for me.”Ian bent forward his hands outstretched on the desk, he could hear Mike behind him.”You do have a sexy bubble butt, bitch,” he said and slapped it. Ian yelped and his arse wiggled instinctively.
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