I was shown to a little lounge room where the staff made coffee, etc. There was a Coke machine in there, and another machine serving sandwiches and other snacks. After about half an hour, Richard Spunk came in and said they had important representatives from a big gay sex shop chain visiting, and that I should be ready to give them a complete servicing. If I mucked this task up, my employment would be terminated on my first day.
He led me into a much larger lounge, where there was a big plasma-screen showing gay porno DVDs. Sitting opposite this screen on a large, plush sofa were two young men in business suits. One was about 30, with dark brown hair, very good-looking. The other was about 25 with a Mohican haircut dyed purple. It looked somehow incongruous with his business suit. He had several days' growth of dark facial hair -- a sort of `grunge' look, very sleazy and attractive I thought.
Mr Spunk made the introductions:
`Gentlemen, Cum Drinker here is our new relief worker, he just started today and has already made quite an impression on our staff. He is here to service your every need and desire. Please press the buzzer on the table in front of you if there are any problems, or if you need any more refreshments. Enjoy the films, and the services of Mr Drinker.'
On the table were plates of sandwiches, and a bucket of champagne with two glasses. These were obviously not for my benefit, my only refreshment was going to come from the cocks of these two important buyers.
Before Richard Spunk left the room, he told me to sit between the two buyers and to submit to their every demand - I could not refuse any request they made.
We sat and watched the film together, and soon the other two were rubbing big erections thru their trousers. They put their hands on my legs, and started stroking them, moving nearer and nearer to my crotch.
So you're Cum Drinker, are you?' said the older one, Well I'm Jay, and this is my assistant Simon. You seem like a nice lad, I'm sure we'll get along fine. Would you like some refreshments?'
Oh oh, here we go! I thought I'd be asked to suck their cocks, but no, the plate of sandwiches was handed to me for me to take one. I then noticed little labels on them reading as follows:
Chicken with Carl Creamer's special sauce, Ham with Jamie's Jism, Rare Roast Beef with Dick Spunk sauce, Smoked Salmon covered in Bob's Sperm.
Try the chicken, me ol' china (china plate = mate),' said Simon in a Cockney accent, Have ya `ad a nosh (taste/meal) of Carl Creamer's special sauce yet? It tastes bleedin' brilliant!'
I then noticed that both of the buyers had been tucking into the sandwiches, and they had residues of white sauce around their lips. I say `sauce', but we all knew what it really was -- sperm!
`I hope you're not vegetarian -- we're meat men ourselves. Nothing we like better than a juicy piece of meat' said Jay.
I grabbed a chicken sandwich, and noted it was oozing with a thick white sauce. Obviously they must collect the spunk from the staff and store it in a refrigerator in separate containers labeled with each staff member's name. There was far too much sperm in these sandwiches to have been produced by these four guys just this morning.
I bit into the sandwich, and the flavor of Carl Creamer's spunky sauce overwhelmed me immediately. It went perfectly with the chicken, bringing our the flavor. I can recommend spunk sauce on chicken any day if it tasted as good as this!
As I enjoyed my sandwich, both Jay and Simon had reached my crotch area. Jay was fondling by balls thru my trousers, whilst Simon was stroking my cock thru the material, making it bigger and bigger. The taste of Carl Creamer's sauce made my erection as stiff as steel with all this attention my private parts were getting.
Stand up, mate,' said Simon, We like yer boat (boat race = face). Now let's `ave a butcher's (butcher's hook = look) at your bleedin' derriere (ass).'
I loved his cockney accent complete with riming slang, and his rough down-to-earth way of talking. He sounded, and looked, like a completely straight tough guy from the streets of the East End.
I stood up and turned around so they could see my bum.
Oh yeah, e's gotta cute little dish (ass), ain't `e Jay? I gotta get me tackle into that!' said Simon, undoing his trouser belt, and picking up a condom and lube from a little dish on the coffee table.
Take your trousers down and lay face down on the sofa with your head in my lap,' said Jay. Simon here wants to fuck you, and while he's doing that you can give me a blow-job.'
I did as I was told, and within seconds I had my face pressed hard against Jay's solid erection inside his trousers, and Simon was ramming his big hard tool up my arse.
Cor blimey, mate!' said Simon as he struggled to get his thick rod up my tight bum hole. You ain't a bleedin' virgin, are ya? `E's bleeding' tight, Jay. That uvver bloke, Jamie Jism, had a bum'ole like the bleedin' Blackwall Tunnel. Fuckin' open up yer arse, mate, and let me in!'
Just relax, and let Simon enter you,' said Jay, I know he's a big boy, but you'll soon get used to it. Here, this will help.'
Jay took a bottle of poppers from the coffee table and shoved it up my nostrils. It worked, a wave of lust swept over me, I felt dizzy, and relaxed my anal muscles as Simon shoved his 10" cock right up my arse.
Jay had a sniff of the poppers, then handed them to Simon, who was now plowing my bum like a steam shovel. Then Jay unzipped his fly, and took out his beautiful long slim tool. I opened my mouth to suck it, but Jay held my head back.
`What do good boys say before they are fed? You really should have said it before you ate that sandwich. You forgot to say grace -- do it now,' said Jay.
They had to be kidding? I hadn't said grace since I was a kid, and this hardly seemed an appropriate time, but I knew I had to satisfy their every demand or I'd lose my job. I struggled to remember those religious words from my childhood:
`For what I am about to receive, may the Lord make me truly grateful' I said.
Good boy! Now you may suck my cock.,' said Jay. Get it really hard, and you'll soon be fed a good helping of baby juice. And I mean baby juice, I'm married and I've got six kids. It's a real man you'll be sucking, Mr Drinker.'
This really turned me on as I started to suck Jay's delicious cock, smelling faintly of soap. I was sucking off the husband of some woman, and this very cock had produced a large family. Soon I'd be drinking his semen which under other circumstances might have produced his seventh child. Wow! This was so depraved, especially with this punk fuckin' me from the other end.
Jay's prick got harder and harder as I sucked, and he watched Simon fuckin' me, and the movie on the screen.
Bloody ell, I'm gonna cum in a minute,' said Simon, Tell ya what, let's give im a double elping of spunk! Get im to kneel dahn.'
Simon withdrew his cock and discarded the used condom, as Jay pushed the coffee table away, and instructed me to kneel a few feet from the couch. I did as I was told, and both Jay and Simon stood in front of me and fed me their stiff cocks. I felt so dirty and used, kneeling there with two cocks crammed into my mouth oozing delicious pre-cum all over my tongue.
They both fucked my mouth for a few minutes, then they pulled out and began wanking their cocks right in front of my face.
`Open yer fuckin' mouf wide, Cum Drinker, ya gonna get a double loada cream any minute now,' said Simon.
I opened my mouth wide and stared into their faces. I saw their eyes glaze over with ecstasy and sheer lust just before they both started shooting jets of hot spunk straight into my mouth. The spunk went everywhere, on my tongue, down my throat. I kept swallowing, but I've never known two men shoot so much jism. Some went on my face, in my eyes, and on my chin. Even so I swallowed 14 full mouthfuls from these two studs. I'd never been fed spunk by two cocks at once before, and the cocktail of the two flavors was absolutely delicious. I was indeed truly grateful for what I had received!
That wasn't the end of the session either. Jay said to me:
`You are certainly an asset to this company, Mr Drinker. You've given us a lot of pleasure. Now we will return the favor. Take out your cock, I will suck you dry.
I stood up and unzipped my trousers. Jay pulled me nearer to him and sat down on the sofa, then took my cock into his mouth and started to give me the best blow-job I'd ever had. Meanwhile Simon came behind me and fondled my balls, talking seductively in my ear like Carl had done earlier.
That's right, mate! Feed Jay your fuckin' cock cream, e bleedin' loves it!' said Simon. You're nearly cummin' ain'tcha mate? Open yer mouf wide, Jay, I'll finish im off fer ya!'
Jay took his mouth off my cock and sat there with his mouth wide open and his tongue out, licking the tip of my cockhead, as Simon jerked me off.
It looked so obscene, seeing this respectable looking business man in his lounge suit sitting there with his tongue out waiting to be fed my spunk.
OK, me ol' china, shoot yer wad in Jay's mouf, e's dying fer it!' said Simon, as his hand brought me to climax. That's right, feed im yer hot load. Watch `im lap it up like a cat wot's got the cream!'
I spurted four or five good loads into Jay's eager mouth as Simon milked me dry, and I watched Jay indeed lap it up. He even licked his lips after he'd swallowed my load, to get every last drop.
They must have been really randy (horny) because already they were ready to cum again. They instructed me to sit on the sofa this time, and they knelt on it and both jerked off into my face. I felt it covered in cum, and as they zipped up they took me over to a big mirror on the wall, where I could see thru the cum partly covering my eyes that my face was absolutely covered in their spunk. I took my handkerchief out to wipe it off, but they stopped me.
No yer don't, me ol' china!' said Simon. It's your lunch break now. We'll escort you to the lift (elevator) which goes straight dahn to the street. I'll come wiv ya to make sure you don't wipe that spunky mess off yer face. Then you're gonna go out in the street wiv you face covered in our cum, go into a cafe and order a meal'.
That's exactly what happened. I'd never been so humiliated in my life. People in the street were staring at my sperm-covered face. Simon even walked to the cafe with me, and there I got another surprise, which I'll tell you about in a moment.
After my lunch hour I went back up to the office, and I spent all afternoon giving blow jobs to the other guys on that floor. By the time I came home that evening I must have swallowed about 30 loads of spunk from various young guys. I was told next day I was to satisfy the guys on the floor below, including Jamie Jism who worked on all the floors.
I got one final surprise as I got ready to go home after my first day as a cock-sucker in these offices. Bob Sperm came up to me with a little package.
This is our latest DVD, it will go on sale in gay sex shops next month,' he said. And guess who's the new star? You are! We're gonna call it `Servicing The Office' starring Cum Creamer. You're now a gay porn star, Mr Creamer. You'll find a big bonus in your salary this week, plus a percentage of all the sales of this new DVD.'
They had been filming me all day! I was shocked, and yet strangely elated. Apart from the extra money, which I could certainly do with, it felt good to be considered a porn star. So long as my mum and dad didn't see it, or any of my relations, I couldn't see it would do any harm. I went home very happy, and watched the DVD that evening. I had another 20 orgasms watching all my exploits of the day, and had wet dreams all night long about what might await me in the days, weeks and months to follow.
As to that cafe where Simon took me for lunch, I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw it. All the windows were blacked out, like a gay backroom club, and the sign on these blacked out windows read: `CUM CAFE'
But that is another story. I'll tell you all about this erotic cafe in another story under that title, `Cum Cafe'. Look for it on this site.
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