Evenings with Dan was always unpredictable, sometimes all he'd want to do after work is stay in and fuck me all night, other times he'd want to go out and paint the town before taking me home to fuck me silly before turning into bed, while other times he seemed to go out of his way to humble and humiliate me by making me perform sexually in some public form where there was a chance of us getting caught. Of all his moods, I hated the public humiliations most. People would see me sucking his dick in the park, or in the car with the windows rolled down, in a restroom, or even in a movie theatre. I was just grateful that he hadn't repeated the incident that happened at the strip club when he allowed me to be gang fucked by total strangers. I think Dan saw me broken that night, and hopefully no longer needed to prove his control by forcing me to submit to others.
I decided to keep my encounter with Jimmy (the garage attendant) a secret, I didn't need Dan telling Jimmy stuff about me as I really didn't know Jimmy all that well. Years of speaking at the security booth, left a lot to the imagination. So after taking care of Dan in the car on the way in, we pulled up in front of the booth Jimmy worked.
"Good morning, Jimmy." smiled Dan, oblivious to the deal Jim and I made a few days ago.
"Morning mr Edwards, Dave." smirked Jimmy, staring straight into the car.
"Hi Jimmy." I practically blushed.
"Have a good ride in today? Didn't hit no speed bumps, did you?" he asked.
"No. No speed bumps." laughed Dan.
"Have a good day, gentlemen." he smiled, waving us through as he winked at me purposely.
Dan wheeled his SUV around into his parking spot and cut the engine.
"What do you think he meant by that?" I asked.
"Bout what?"
"That comment about speed bumps?" I said.
"I think he meant did I hit any speed bumps. Why? What do you think he meant?"
"I think he knows it was me in the car monday morning when you rolled down the driver's side window while I was still blowing you."
"Get over it Dave, what's done is done. If he thinks he knows what we did, he can't prove it. So why you stressing over it? Get a grip."
I let Dan think he knew what he was talking about, but in actuality, Jimmy had already showed me that he had proof that it was me sucking Dan's dick that day. He was even black mailing me into paying him 200 a week AND making me suck his dick as well whenever he wanted it. I felt like I was losing all control of my life. I couldn't even do something as simple as go to work without someone making me perform sexually. I couldn't say "NO" to Dan without him threatening to expose me, and I couldn't say "NO" to Jimmy without him threatening to turn over the security tape.
Later that morning I was called down to the garage again, I knew it was Jimmy wanting another blow job. I had a meeting in about 30 minutes, so I knew I had to work on him fast. When I got down to the garage, I was surprised to see him still working in the security booth and not his little office in the back. He opened the door and invited me in. I noticed immediately that he had his dick out, and it was hard as a fallen tree stump.
"You're gonna have to suck it here, my helper is running late and I really need a head job bad."
"Not here, Jimmy. Someone would definitely see us."
"All they can see from their cars is me from the chest up when I'm sitting in the booth. With you crotched down between my legs, they won't be able to see you at all." he insisted.
"And what about people who walk up to the booth with a question or complaint? They can stand right up at the window and look right in on us. They could see me down there if they get close enough."
"Then you'd better get to sucking before someone shows up." he suggested, unconcerned.
I looked at my watch and noticed 10 minutes had already passed, if I wanted to make that meeting I needed to get busy. I crotched down between Jimmy's legs and worked hiss dick, using the same techniques I used on monday when I first blew him. While I was sucking him, several cars passed in and out, Jimmy greeted most of them with a wave of his hand or a quick word or two, but he kept most of his attention on me as I churned his dick using my hand and mouth in unison. His dick was far too thick for me to take deeply, so I had to milk him using my hands to compensate. He finally departed with his load, shooting 9 rounds of salty cum in my mouth. I drank it down quickly, milking his shaft for more as he slowly came down off his high.
"Good job, man. You got a good mouth." he smiled.
"Thanks." I said, wiping my mouth in my hand. I glanced at my watch and jumped to my feet, I was already late for the meeting.
I rushed back up to my office floor with the scent of Jimmy's musk heavy on my lips and mustache. Someone spoke to me on the elevator and I was afraid to speak back for fear that they might smell the semen on my breath. I rushed off the elevator and made my way to my office for a mint, then I literally ran to the meeting which was already in progress. I eased the door open to the conference room and tried my best to seek in unnoticed, but my boss stopped in mid-speech.
"Glad to see you could finally join us, David." he said, sarcastically.
"I'm sorry, sir. I was...on a conference call." I lied, taking my seat and ignoring Dan's annoying smirk.
The meeting lasted an hour, afterward I found Dan and several coworkers huddled together in a pow-wow around the water cooler. Dan waved me over, I was nervous, hoping it wasn't something about me.
"What's up?" I said, trying to hide my nervousness.
"You know Larry's getting married this weekend?" one of the guys (Bill) informed.
"Yes, I heard something about it in passing." I said, with no real intentions on making the wedding.
"We were just planning a surprise bachelor's party for him here at work this friday." said another coworker (Tom). "And he wouldn't be expecting it since his brothers have the official bachelor's party planned for him on saturday night, so this party would only involve US at work."
"Yeah, we can get some strippers, some party favors, and Daniel says he knows a girl that will blow all of us!"
My eyes shot over at Dan, whom was smirking back at me with that condescending look of his. I knew the "girl" he had in mind to blow everyone at work was me, and I wasn't going for it. There was no way in hell I was sucking off these assholes, many of them didn't even want Dan or me there as they felt we were only here because of affirmative action. Later on when I voiced my concerns of this to Dan, he turned a deaf ear to me, saying that I was paranoid that everyone was out to get me. He confirmed that I was indeed the one he had in mind to blow all the guys at work, but he insisted that none of them would know it was me. I asked how could he insure that, and he informed me that he was having a "suck booth" sent in after closing hours with the boss's consent. He said that I would already be inside and sealed in with only a glory hole for the men to shove their dicks through. I still didn't want to do it, but knew I had very little choice as Dan called all the shots.
The day of the party, all the men on our floor were obviously excited. They pranced around making jokes about the strippers and making rude comments about saving up their cum loads for the chick Dan had coming in to service them. I saw quite a few of them with pre-party hardons as they thought about the hot mouth they'll be able to dump in later. I made up some excuse for not being able to attend, and everyone told me that I was missing out on something good. Dan said very little to me all day, he just smirked whenever our eyes met, knowing that all of our coworkers were going to be hosing me down with sperm soon enough.
Closing time, I was sent over to the "Props And Party Favors" store where the prop guys were awaiting me. I changed my clothes not wanting to ruin my suit, shaved my mustache so none of the guys could feel my facial hair, and climbed into the booth where the delivery men sealed me inside. No one would be able to pry me our unless they had a crow bar. The outside of the booth was made of black formica, while the inside walls were padded for my knees and back, and there was also a small pillow for me to sit on if I needed a break, and a piss bottle if I needed to take a leak. But if I needed to do a number2, I was shit out of luck.
They packed me into the back of their truck, and drove me back to my office building. I heard security okay them through to the freight elevator, and set me up in the in the predetermined spot Dan had already picked out just outside the conference room where the female exotic dancers did their moves on the conference table. I could hear the music blasting and the guys hooping and hollering as the girls gave them a good show. The drinks were flowing, the food was being devoured, and the guys were all getting hornier by the minute. I knew it was only a matter of time before the guys noticed the booth just outside the glass walls.
"Where's that girl at Dan?" I heard one of the guys ask as they left the party area. "I've been saving this load up for 3 days, and I need a hot mouth to dump it in! If she don't get here soon, I'm going to have to rape one of those pretty ladies in there!"
"Relax Dirk, she's here already. I just thought the first blow job should go to Larry, since the party is in his honor."
"She's here? Where?"
"In that booth there. Go over and talk to her, while I go pull Larry from that stripper giving him a lap dance."
"You got it man!" said Dirk, rushing over to the booth. I heard him knocking on the walls, calling 'hello in there'. When he found the glory hole on the opposite side facing away from the conference room, he tried peeking in, but the inside of the booth was pitch black and he couldn't see anything inside.
"Hello? Are you in there?" he asked. I knew better than to answer him. Even if I tried to disguise my voice to sound feminine, he would know I wasn't a woman. I couldn't risk him or any of the others getting pissed and trying to wedge the booth open to beat the faggot inside for trying to suck their dicks. "Hey, I'm talking to you! Is anyone in there?" he yelled. I could smell the alcohol on his breath as he tried to reach his hand in, but the hole was too small for his hand to fit in. Frustrated, he stood up and unzipped his trousers. I saw him pull out his half hard dick and shove it through the glory hole. "Suck my dick, Bitch! That's what your here for!"
Dirk was always an asshole around the office, a white jock that competed for every client and case that came through the door. He was cut throat and untrustworthy, he'd steal your ideas and claim them as his own if you weren't quick enough to stay one step ahead of him. He and I clashed a lot, so I knew Dan would be grinning from ear to ear once I started blowing him. But before I could swallow my pride and begin my most humiliating task ever, Dan returned with the groom and a couple of other guys he managed to drag from the festivities.
"Hey Dirk! What you doing man?"
"There's no one in that booth! She didn't speak when I spoke to her, and she hasn't sucked my dick yet! I thought you said you had a sure fire whore in there for us tonight!"
"I do. But I also told you Larry gets first serve. So step aside and let the groom get his last blow job before cutting off all access to other women!"
"Naw man, I'm already in place, just let me go first! What's the difference?"
"It's LARRY'S party, dick head!" stated one of the other guys.
"Awe man, shit!" complained Dirk, realizing that a blow job was not in the works for now as he yanked his dick from the hole and tucked it away.
"The hole's all yours Larry." said Dan, patting the drunken groom on the back. "Once you've had you shot, the next man will take your place, and so forth. You can come back as many times as you want, so long as everyone gets a turn." he directed the group. I heard the guys all yip and yell in drunken joy as they were finally going to get their rocks off.
"I don't know about this, Dan. I mean, to cheat on Susie just before the wedding...it's not right." hesitated Larry, looking at the hole and embarrassed by all the guys standing around watching.
"Look at it as your last chance to feel someone else's mouth on your dick. From this weekend on, you're going to have only one mouth and pussy to fuck. This way you get to have one last hooray without feeling guilty since you are officially still single. The girl in that booth loves sucking dick, believe me, she's done mine a hundred times. She has a mouth like a fiend, AND she loves to swallow big loads. So give her what she came here for. Okay?"
"I...I don't know, Dan...if Susie was to find out...."
"How would she find out?"
"I don't know. I just think...this is wrong!"
"Be a MAN about yourself, Vandyke!" I suddenly heard my boss (Jonathan Ross) say from inside the room. "Stick your cock through the hole and let the young lady suck on it! Give her taste buds a thrill!"
'Damn!' -I thought, I didn't know mr Ross would be here! Dan had managed to neglect to mention that little bit of tibet of information to me, purposely keeping me in the dark.
"I don't think I can, sir. I'm sorry." apologized Larry, having had too much to drink.
"Okay men, how bout we help Larry achieve his goal?" announced Dan. Several of the guys rushed Larry, grabbing at his arms and ripping at his pants to expose his privates. Larry protested of course, but the guys forced him over to the booth, pushing his limp cock through the hole, and shoved him flat against the wall. I took his dick in my hand and felt it start to grow instantly. Larry groaned as I took his meat into my mouth and sucked while he mumbling for forgiveness under his breath to his bride.
I couldn't believe that I was really doing this, sucking off one of my familiar coworkers right in the middle of the work place, with an office full still awaiting their turns. Dan was really sadistic to think something like this up. He had found a new way to humiliate me, one that included the entire office without them knowing. Now whenever I'd interacted with these guys, I'd know how big each and everyone of their dicks were, and how their cum tasted. How could I continue to work here with that kind of information? Every time I'd see, talk, or have to work closely with one of them, I'd be instantly reminded of this night.
Larry was very modest in size. His dick was around 6 inches and smooth, my lips slid easily back and forth along his shaft, taking him into my mouth and throat with ease. Larry was moaning and groaning like a little boy whose stomach was over filled with cake and ice cream, no matter how bad it was on his stomach, he just couldn't stop wanting more.
He begged Susie for forgiveness again and again as I swallowed his dick whole. Larry was a good man, a hard worker and a team player in the office. I really appreciated the fact that he kept his fiancee in mind all through his blow job, praying that she never found out about it, and hoping that he could forgive himself before the wedding. I was just really getting into the feel of him in my mouth when he started to tremble and spurt cum directly into me. I went all the way down on him, taking the head into my throat as soon as he blasted. Larry groaned like a madman as he dumped down my throat in a series of hard spurts. I sucked his dick clean, making sure not to leave any evidence later for his wife to find in his underwear.
"So how was it?" I heard Dan ask.
"Fucking AYE, man!" he moaned, pulling himself from the hole. He thanked Dan for the blow job (as if it was Dan's throat burning with the taste of his cum), and another dick quickly too his place.
"Suck me now, bitch!"
I recognized the voice of Dirk immediately. I decided to make quick work of him as I took his hardon in my mouth. Dirk was the kind of guy that bragged about his women around the water cooler all the time. He had endless stories of how big his "cock" was, and how he could fuck a woman all night and leave her begging for more in the morning. He was rude and obnoxious, and taking his hardon into my mouth, I immediately discovered that his boast about his endowment was over exaggerated. While his dick wasn't exactly tiny, it certainly wasn't the 9 inches I've heard him brag about over the years.
"Now that's what I'm talking about! Work my cock whore! Suck it that big piece of meat!"
Dirk's dick was a modest 7 inches and thin, I easily took it into my throat over and over, sucking the complete full length and devouring him totally. Dirk cursed and fussed as he started ramming the booth with his hips, trying to drive himself even deeper.
"Eat my cock! Eat it!" he kept repeating. I placed my open mouth up at the glory hole, giving him a clear hole to fuck. Dirk pounded my tonsils until he couldn't take it anymore. "Oh yeah! I'm gonna cum, bitch! I'm gonna cum! Take my fucking load you worthless bitch! ARRHHH, YYEEEAAAHHHH!!" he yelled as he filled my throat with sperm.
The cum splattered the back of my throat, then slid deep down into my stomach. I closed my lips around his pulsing shaft, then slid them all the way up to the head and released him. Dirk stumbled back from the booth, tucking his dick as he ramped and raged about how good "the bitch can suck!"
"Mr Ross, would you like the next turn?" I suddenly heard Dan whisper to the boss. My heart froze. Mr Ross was my mentor, a 60 year old distinguished gentlemen whom knew more about the business than all of us put together. All of us were always trying to impress him, to get his attention and get him to notice our abilities. It was one thing for Dan to trick our coworkers into thinking it was a woman in the booth giving head and forcing me to suck them off, but it was another to trick the boss. He had the power to fire us if things went wrong somehow.
"Well, it's a bit rather unorthodox, and I'm probably old enough to be the young lady's grandfather...but watching those strippers did give me somewhat of a willy, so why not?"
I was horrified when mr Ross suddenly walked up to the booth, unzipped, and placed his 60 year old white wrinkled hardon through the hole. I needed a moment to compose myself. I grabbed the boss's dick and stroked it a few times before leaning in to take it in my mouth. Mr Ross tasted clean, and smelt of soap. His dick was a nice healthy 8 inches with a medium width, -a good mouth full. I slid my lips down his shaft and buried them in his crotch sack.
"Oh yes, Dan! This was a good choice you've picked here! She's good. Very good!" said mr Ross, enthusiastically.
"Only the best for the head of the company, sir!" kissed Dan, smooching on the boss's ass from across the room.
"We need to get this little philly a job here! I'm looking for a new secretary!" joked Ross.
"Naw sir, then you'll never get any work done!" laughed Dan.
I listened to Dan make brownie points with Ross, using my oral talents to do it while Ross acted like he barely knew I still worked here. For an older man, Jonathan Ross was in pretty good shape. He was 6' tall, medium built, with salt and pepper hair. He was married with 3 grown children and 5 grand children. He was a stern boss whom demanded perfection from his workers at all times. Mistakes was grounds for firing, and incompetence was criminal. Which is why I was so surprised that Dan talked him into getting a blow job at the office, even though he's cleared the room for Ross's privacy. This was so unlike the boss, but then I've learned that men are capable of a lot of things when they act as part of a group.
It took 10 minutes to get mr Ross off. I didn't even feel his dick throb, one minute I was sucking, and the next he was cumming in my mouth. He gasped and grunted as his old balls emptied themselves of a healthy supply. I swallowed his cream as quickly as I could, wanting to do a good job for him as always (even if he didn't know it was me). Mr Ross finished his orgasm, then pulled himself from the hole.
"I have to tell you Dan, that's one amazing girl you have there." he said, as he zipped up and refastened his trousers. "A girl like that could take you places. Bring her around sometime, I'd love to meet her face to face."
"Yes, sir." said Dan, trying to figure out a way to make it happen.
Another dick soon took Ross's place, followed by another, and another. Most of the guys I sucked I recognized by either someone saying their names or by picking up on their voices, while other's I wasn't too sure of. But I sucked each and every dick that came through that hole to completion, swallowing every ounce of their essences. In all, there are 18 males that work out of our office, and I had each of them swimming around in my belly. When Dan's dick slid through the hole, I knew my night had finally cum to an end.
"You did a good job tonight, Dave." he said as my mouth enveloped around his shaft. "I can't tell you how many guys wanted me to rent you out at their stag parties and Superbowl parties. Even mr Ross wants me to bring you back to introduce you face to face. You were a big hit tonight, even the strippers were pissed that you took away all their paying customers."
Dan instructed me to put my lips up at the glory hole, then fucked my mouth and throat with the complete length of his shaft. My throat was open and well lubed with the loads of 20 men, so Dan had no problem getting his python down my throat as he face fucked me deep. He'd pull his dick out until only the head lay between my sucking lips, then rammed forth until he buried every inch down into the very back of my throat. I could feel his meat pulse and throb deep in my gullet before he'd pull back out to let me taste his sweet pre-cum. I'd slurp at the fat head, trying to get all the fresh baby makers forming at the tip before he plunged back down into my open throat. He fucked my face like this for 20 minutes before he finally parted with his copious load and flooded my mouth with his delicious juices. I was just finishing up on his long donkey kong when the delivery men arrived to take me back to the store.
"Just in time, gentlemen." smiled Dan as he pulled his rubbery piece from the hole. "The booth worked like a charm, it was money well spent."
"We aim to please." said one of the drivers as they wheeled the dolly in to move me out.
"Here's a tip for you troubles." said Dan, handing each man a 20 dollar bill. "And if you'd like a nice bonus tip, stick your dicks through that hole, the cock suckers inside is really good."
"Thanks, but no thanks." said the men as they loaded me onto the dolly and wheeled me back down into the garage where they parked their truck.
30 minutes later I was back at the Props And Party Favor's store. The two men unloaded me from the truck and took me inside where they were to release me from my sealed prison. But before setting me free, I was surprised to see a hardon slide through the glory hole.
"Hey, that guy said we could get a blow job before releasing you, so how bout it? Get to work on my dick!" ordered the man. By now I had lost whatever dignity I may have still possessed, and easily took these men into my mouth without hesitation. The first one was short and thick, and came in me in less than 5 minutes as I sucked and slurped my way up and down his shaft. The second guy's dick was longer but thinner, I was able to take him in my throat and really ride him until he shot his juice into my belly. Afterwards, they pried open the booth, giving me my first look at freedom in hours. I came out with my face, chest and shirt soaked in cum and drool. My face was tight from all the dry semen, my breath was funky, and I reeked of soiled cum. The two workers I just blew looked at me in total disgusted as I gathered up my belongings and left the premises immediately. When I got home, I took a hot shower, knowing Dan would be up and ready for me the instant I got into bed. Sure enough he was hard and horny from watching me blow every man in our department. He fucked me again and again, in every position imaginable, sending 4 loads of hot cum up my backside before finally crashing for the night. While he was sleeping, I couldn't help wondering how monday morning would go now that I knew every man in the office on a very personal level.