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THE CORPORATE CUMDUMP - PART 11
As I heard the door open I turned, my heart leapt in my throat, and rushed to crouch behind the desk. My hands came up to cover... what? I realized that there was no point. I felt very exposed and vulnerable.
Sami stood in the doorway, looking at me. If he was surprised to see me naked he didn't show it. His face was impassive. For a second my mind flashed back to that first time, when Sami had caught me sucking Daniel's cock in the toilet. He had been surprised then, but apparently now he took my slutty behaviour in his stride. I felt cheap and ashamed.
"Come," Sami said, advancing into the room, leaving the door open. He gripped the front of his trousers, stroking his cock through the fabric.
"I- no, I can't ," I told him.
"You must. Mister Big Boss Stavrous, he call me," Sami said, in his broken English. "He tell me to come here, make you suck. Say you need practice."
I had sucked Sami's cock a few times, and he had fucked me, but this situation seemed more arousing. Maybe because Elias had commanded me to do it. I couldn't help wondering if Elias knew about the previous times I had sucked Sami's cock, or about the night I had spent tied up and bent over the desk in Daniels office. But I knew enough to not refuse an order from the the man who had become my Master.
"All right," I said.
Sami sat on one of the lounge chairs that was on the side opposite the door. I got down on all fours, my hard cock throbbing, and crawled around the desk, over to Sami. I pulled his track suit pants down, and Sami raised his hips just enough to enable me to get them down to his ankles. His thick black cock was already getting longer, and it twitched a bit as I looked at it.
It suddenly occurred to me that this is the first time that I was actually seeing Sami's cock. I had sucked it and taken it up my arse, but I had never really had the time to look at it. Now I reached out and stroked it gently. The foreskin moved back and retracted as I played with it, and I squeezed his cock a bit as I moved my hand, watching in fascination as the foreskin moved forward, completely covering Sami's big round cock head, and puckering to a small opening. Sami gasped, and his hips bucked as I played with his cock.
"You like that?" I asked, and he nodded, eyes closed, head thrown back.
I bent my head and began sucking Sami's cock, as he reclined in the chair. He put his hand on the nape of my neck, encouraging me as I slurped on his cock. I could feel his foreskin moving as I went down on his cock. I closed my lips tightly around his cock, and pulled my head back until I had the tip of Sami's cock in my mouth. His foreskin slid back into place, and then was pushed down as I slid my lips down the length of his cock.
Sami groaned loudly, and I continued sucking his cock like that. But after a while he pushed my head away. I looked up him, and he shook his head with an expression of admiration.
"Good," Sami said, " good cocksucker. Good job."
I smiled, pleased at the compliment, and resumed sucking his cock. After a few minutes, he pushed my head away, and I realized that he was close to orgasm. I kissed his balls, and slid my tongue around his scrotum, licking the sides of his crotch, and his taint. Sami responded by opening his legs, and I got my tongue deeper into the crack of his arse.
"Yes! Lick my arse!," Sami half moaned.
I pulled the cheeks of his arse apart, exposing his puckered sphincter, and probed it with my tongue. Sami writhed on the chair, and pushed my head down, mashing my face into his arse crack. I licked and sucked on his hole, kissing it and trying to get my tongue inside. Sami moaned and bucked his hips. I reached down and fondled my cock, which was rock hard, and throbbing.
After a while I pulled my head up, and looked at Sami. He was sprawled on the chair, his cock hard, and bobbing lightly up and down. I realized that he was close to cumming. I took the tip of his cock into my mouth, and plunged my head downward, engulfing the entire length of his cock, then pulling back off his cock. Sami gasped. I repeated this again and again.
Sami grabbed my head, pulling it off his cock, and holding it with one hand. He gripped his cock with the other hand, and stroked it a couple of times. I heard his breath quickening, and I saw him adjust his cock, as if aiming it. I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out. As Sami let out a loud groan, he moved his hand, and shot his load. Hot, thick semen splashed across my cheeks and forehead. I felt drops of sperm in my hair. Another spurt followed, hitting me in the face, just next to my mouth . A third spurt landed on my forehead and the bridge of my nose. The fourth spurt coated my tongue with his sperm, and I tasted it, earthy and salty.
Sami collapsed back onto the chair, panting. He smiled at me, and pulled my head towards his cock. I gave no resistance, as Sami squeezed his cock, and milked out the last few drops of his cum, which he smeared onto my face.
I heard a noise behind me, and turned. The door stood open, and it suddenly occurred to me that anyone who passed by the door of my office had a good view of me on my knees in front of Sami, cum dripping down my face. Had someone seen us? I didn't know if I was more afraid of the idea or aroused by it.
Sami stood up, and pulled his trousers up. His semi erect cock still made a large bulge in his trousers. He patted me on the head.
"Good job," he said, "good suck," and walked out, leaving me on my knees.
I sat behind my desk, half expecting someone to come in and tell me that they had seen me servicing one of the maintenance crew. I felt humiliated and ashamed, imagining people laughing behind my back, and treating me with contempt. But then I imagined one of the guys who worked with me walking into my office and expecting a blow job, like Sami had, and I felt very horny and aroused. I could feel Sami's load of cum oozing down my face, and I licked as much of it as my tongue could reach off my cheek.
After a few minutes the intercom buzzed. I pressed on the accept button.
"Yes, Sir?" I asked.
"Well done, cocksucker" I recognised Elias's voice, "You received high praise for your sucking, so you've earned your clothes back. Come get them."
I peeked out into the corridor. A couple of people were walking past, and I pulled my head in quickly, shutting the door. I waited a couple of minutes, then looked again. Nobody was there, so I ran down the corridor to Elias's office.
Elias chuckled when he saw me, with streaks of cum drying on my face. He allowed me to gather my clothes up, and then I ran quickly back to my office. I had nothing to wipe my face with, so I was forced to walk out through the office to the toilet, with semen drying on my face. A couple of people looked at me curiously, but nobody said a word. I washed my face, and then left for the day.
When I got home that evening I was surprised to find that the front door of my apartment was unlocked. To my shock, I found two strangers, sitting side by side on the couch, trousers down, masturbating. A bottle of my best whiskey stood on a side table, and a porn film was playing on the television.
"What the- who the fuck are you?" I demanded, trying to appear assertive.
"Ah, finally! You must be the cocksucker. Come on, get started," one of the men said.
He was about mid thirties, swarthy with black hair and a beard. His cock was long and uncut, and he played with it, moving the foreskin back and forward over the shiny knob of his glans.
"How did you get in?" I was still feeling shocked and angry. I had to speak loudly to be heard over the ersatz moaning and exclaming coming from the TV set.
"Nick gave us the key," said the second man. "He said that you need to practice your sucking skills."
As he said this, he stroked his cock. It was cut, and very pink, except for the large round glans, that was almost purple from his stroking. His cock curved upward quite sharply.
He was a bit older, and quite heavy. He was totally bald, and his scalp shone in the light from the television set.
"Er, no. Come on guys-" I started. But the older man cut me off.
"You'd better get on with it. If you don't we'll tell Nick, and you'll get punished. You don't want to be punished, do you?"
"Punished," the younger guy chortled. "Like a disobedient little doggie."
I had no choice, I realized. Better get it over with and then have a good rest this evening. I stripped quickly, and left my clothes in a pile. I was getting quite good at stripping quickly.
I knelt in front of the younger guy, who opened his legs wider. I took the engorged glans of his cock into my mouth, and began sucking. But after a couple of minutes he pulled my head off his cock and slapped my face.
"Not like that," he commanded "even my wife sucks better than that. Do a good job, or we'll report you."
I made an effort, and sucked his cock, making loud slurping noises as I did so. He seemed satisfied, and allowed me to work on his cock until he came in my mouth with no warning. He stood up and shuffled aside. As the second guy slid over to take his place the first guy picked up my shirt, and used it to wipe his cock.
Before I could protest the second guy grabbed my ears and pulled my head down, using my throat hard. He kept up a running commentary, panting while he described how many men I would have to service. Finally he let out a loud groan, and shot his load into my mouth. Then he pushed my head away. The first guy handed him my shirt, which he too used to wipe his cock. The two of them then pulled up their trousers, and left without saying a word.
I cleaned up the mess that they had left, and then had a nice long, luxurious, hot shower. I had just finished drying off when I heard the door to my apartment open. I had forgotten to lock the door.
I wrapped my towel around my waist, and hurried out to see who had come in.
The guy standing at the door was short, swarthy and plump, with grey streaks in his long, curly hair, and large glasses. He had a hangdog expression.
"Er... I heard there was a cocksucker here," he said, nervously. "Is that you?"
I nodded. "Yes," I said. I wondered how many guys would come.
"Come," the guy said, unzipping his trousers.
He was commando, and his cock was a small nub. I'd give him a quick blowjob, I decided, and send him on his way.
I knelt, and took his tiny cock into my mouth. As I sucked on it I felt it growing and growing. After a few minutes he pushed my head away, and I looked at his very impressive cock, as it gleamed in the lamplight.
"Don't be in such a hurry," he said, "I don't want it to end so soon."
"Let's sit down then," I gestures to the sofa. "It'll be much more comfortable.
He shuffled over to the sofa, and sat down, reclining. I resumed sucking his cock, feeling it in my throat as I worked on it. From the corner of my eye, I saw him pick up the tv remote control. A few seconds later I heard the exclaiming and moaning of a porn film. I edged him for a very long time, as he watched porn, totally ignoring me. At that moment I understood that for him, I was nothing more than a convenient hole to use, for his own gratification. I felt very cheap and humiliated, my cock throbbing.
Eventually he pushed his cock into my throat, and held it there, as he shot his load straight into my throat, not caring when I choked and coughed.
After he had left I made sure that the door was locked, and spent a quiet evening at home. I was surprised to find myself yawning and my eyelids drooping quite early. Who would have thought that sucking cocks was so tiring, I thought. But I wanted to be fresh and rested for my second day in the job, so I turned in, and fell asleep almost instantly.
I jolted awake a while later, feeling a weight pressing me face down onto my bed. The room was dark, and when I tried to pull myself up I felt hands grab me roughly and push me down. I struggled, but the anonymous man was much stronger than me, and easily overwhelmed me.
I felt his knee forcing my legs apart, and his hand positioned his cock at the entrance to my sphincter. With no warning or preparation I felt something huge being forced into my arse so roughly that I let out a cry. The man paused.
"Is it too big?" he asked.
"Y-yes. Kind of," I gasped. I could barely draw breath with his weight pressing me down.
"Deal with it," he continued forcing his huge cock into my arse.
I lay helpless, pressing my face into my pillow to stifle my groans as the anonymous man used my arsehole very roughly. I could tell that he was tall and quite hefty, and he huffed and grunted with every thrust, fucking me hard. His thrusting drove the air out of my lungs, and I was also grunting with each thrust. My arsehole burned with the pain of his rough entry. It had to be one of the largest cocks I had ever encountered.
I could hear the anonymous assailant's breathing speed up, and after a while he thrust his cock hard into my arse, exhaling in a cry of triumph as he climaxed. But instead of stopping he just continued, his huge cock reaming my arse. It was a bit easier now, as his load of semen lubricated my arsehole. But still his relentless battering of my sphincter hurt as he fucked me until he came a second time.
Still he didn't stop, thrusting mindlessly, rutting on top of me like a bull. I could hear my arsehole making a squelching sound, and his cock moved more easily in and out of my hole, as he fucked me until he had a third orgasm.
He rested for a few minutes, cock still hard inside my arse, breath whistling in my ear. Then he began bucking and thrusting again. My arsehole was on fire. I gritted my teeth, whimpering quietly into my pillow as the anonymous man fucked my arse wildly. After a few minutes he reared up, and let out a strangled moan, almost as if he was in pain, and I felt his cock pulsing in my arse as he unleashed a fourth load of semen into my guts. Then he collapsed on top of me, panting heavily.
I lay there, unable to move, with the weight of my anonymous fucker on top of me. His cock was still hard, and in my arse, but it slowly detumesced, and slipped out. My arsehole twinged in relief.
After a few minutes, the man got up, and I lay there motionless, listening to the sounds of him dressing. Then he slapped me on the arse as a farewell, and left. I heard the front door open and close. I fully intended to get up and relock the door, but my fatigue overwhelmed me, and I fell into a deep sleep.