Please, Sir
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Category:
Erotica › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
9,265
Reviews:
16
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Please, Sir
Please, Sir
By: Acid
He’d been working here for over a year now, and through out that entire year, he’d had a “crush” on his boss that was slowly depriving him of his sanity. The boy’s name was Ian, and he was your usual lithe framed boy. Pale blond tresses frame his face, vivid eyes that resemble polished jade always downcast. Today, he was to report to his boss, Mr. Shizuku, and give him a report on his appointments. Worn dress shoes pounded against the fine carpet of the building as he made his way into the other’s office, porcelain teeth biting down on a ruby red lower lip nervously.
Shit.
It took all his willpower not to fall to his knees then and there as he laid his eyes to rest on the intimidating form of his boss. The other’s cold eyes were focused on his computer as he typed away, working on some Important document presumably. Ebon hair fell just past his ears, perfect…just like the rest of him. Shizuku’s eyes narrowed at the sound of someone entering the room and a shiver shot down Ian’s throat.
Shizuku was wearing his suit without the blazer and his tie was thrown recklessly around his neck, the first few buttons of the dress-shirt were left undone, the flash of flesh nearly sending Ian into a comatose state.
“What is it?”
Ian jumped and gulped, padding towards the other’s desk and standing in front of it silently, trying not to notice the other’s lean but well-proportioned body. As his eyes met the other’s, all the blood in his body seemed to rush downwards. “Well? Are you to talk? Or did you plan on standing there like an idiot?”
Silence.
Shizuku brought himself to his full height, looming over Ian quiet easily. Painfully slowly, he moved to stand in front of the boy.
Just a few inches more and they would be touching, pressed against each other intimately. Ian licked his lips and stared at the floor, a blush covering his usually pale cheeks.
“Fool. “ Hissed the older man, “I should fire you for your incompetence.”
The employee whimpered, not at the threat, but the other’s sensual voice and the way it froze him on the spot, making him want to beg for more.
Shizuku glanced down and noticed the entirely obvious bulge in the other’s pants, a smirk rested on those delectable lips. Leaning down, he whispered into the other’s ear: “Are you hard?”
In one painfully slow moment, the other’s hand found it’s way onto Ian’s inner thigh and traced upwards, stopping at his crouch and rubbing there. “I believe you are.” His voice was only a rolling purr, speaking of Ian’s doubtless fall into sweet corruption . Another whimper emitted from the boy.
Easily, he was backed up against the free part of the desk.
“You want your boss to fuck you, don’t you?”
A strained affirmative noise was groaned.
“You little slut.” The voice was teasing, and the warm breath was driving Ian crazy. “Please, Sir…” Moaned the boy as the other pressed their bodies together, slowly undoing the buttons on the lower-worker’s shirt and running his hands over his smooth chest. One hand brushed over Ian’s pert nipple, and a gasp was the response. Pleased with this, Shizuku continued to circle the nipple, before pinching the sensitive flesh, his mouth biting and sucking viciously on the other’s neck. Ian was in a state of euphoria, his mind reduced to nearly nothing, unable to focus on anything but the increasing pleasure he was being given. The hand slid down the other’s chest and paused at his pants, undoing the buttons and the zipper with ease, his mouth still ravaging Ian’s neck. Ian trembled with anticipation, arching his back to show the other what words could not express. The other’s pants slipped to the floor, along with the underwear and Shizuku found the other’s hardened flesh, stroking it in a slow pace. “Faster, please.”
“-I- decide how this goes.” Growled the Japanese man, silencing the other by biting hard on Ian’s lower lip, the sweet taste of blood mixed into the kiss.
It was painful but it hurt so good, and he found the other’s pace quickening anyway, crying out passionately, he bucked his hips to the rhythm, silently urging the other. His balls tightened and he could feel a orgasm build. He was so close. Then, the other released his pulsing cock. Ian nearly collapsed at the loss, but was order to turn over against the edge of the desk, showing off his round, firm, ass to his boss. Reaching into his desk calmly, he removed a tube of lubricant, squirting it onto his fingers and slipping one, then two and finally three into the other’s hole. Moaning, Ian fucked himself on the other’s finger, eager for anything to be stuck into him. Removing his fingers when he thought the other was fully prepared, he laced his cock with the slick material and pushed the head against the boy’s tight entrance. Another whimper was his response accompanied by hoarse words “Fuck me, oh god…please fuck me.” Small fingers gripped the edge of the desk and entered the other in one go, causing Ian to gasp and wince in pain, a strangled cry emitting from his abused lips. It hurt at first, but Ian didn’t mind and Shizuku didn’t give a shit. He pounded into the other hard and fast, intoxicated by the feel of the other’s tight walls pressing against his cock. “Shit. You‘re so fucking tight.” Groaned the Japanese man, increasing his pace and gripping the other’s hips. Ian was turned into a wanton slut, begging for it harder and faster. “Just like that, fuck me harder. Shit, faster…Oh fuck, Shizuku!”
“You worthless whore, this is all you‘re good for.“ Grunted the older one.
In a flash of white, pure pleasure, Ian was brought to his climax, and Shizuku continued to ravish his body until he came as well, spilling his hot seed into the other’s firm ass. For a minute, the both stayed in place, catching their breath and wallowing in the after glow of a mind-blowing orgasm.
Shizuku pulled out from the other, and roughly forced Ian to wake from his stupor and shoving him onto his knee’s in front of the mahogany desk. “Clean it up.” Ian looked dazed, but still licked up the mess on the other’s desk, savoring the tart taste against his tongue as Shizuku redid his pants and straightened himself up once again. He threw the other’s clothes at him and Ian quickly dressed. “Leave.” Growled the boss, and Ian complied like a good little sex-toy, a satisfied smile on his face.
The End.
Authors Note: If enough people actually read and like this, I’d be happy to write more. ^_^ It’s my first sex scene ever and the idea was in my head for awhile. If you’re wondering, Shizuku is 26 and Ian is 17.
< 3 Please/ Review, I’d love to know what you thought about it.
By: Acid
He’d been working here for over a year now, and through out that entire year, he’d had a “crush” on his boss that was slowly depriving him of his sanity. The boy’s name was Ian, and he was your usual lithe framed boy. Pale blond tresses frame his face, vivid eyes that resemble polished jade always downcast. Today, he was to report to his boss, Mr. Shizuku, and give him a report on his appointments. Worn dress shoes pounded against the fine carpet of the building as he made his way into the other’s office, porcelain teeth biting down on a ruby red lower lip nervously.
Shit.
It took all his willpower not to fall to his knees then and there as he laid his eyes to rest on the intimidating form of his boss. The other’s cold eyes were focused on his computer as he typed away, working on some Important document presumably. Ebon hair fell just past his ears, perfect…just like the rest of him. Shizuku’s eyes narrowed at the sound of someone entering the room and a shiver shot down Ian’s throat.
Shizuku was wearing his suit without the blazer and his tie was thrown recklessly around his neck, the first few buttons of the dress-shirt were left undone, the flash of flesh nearly sending Ian into a comatose state.
“What is it?”
Ian jumped and gulped, padding towards the other’s desk and standing in front of it silently, trying not to notice the other’s lean but well-proportioned body. As his eyes met the other’s, all the blood in his body seemed to rush downwards. “Well? Are you to talk? Or did you plan on standing there like an idiot?”
Silence.
Shizuku brought himself to his full height, looming over Ian quiet easily. Painfully slowly, he moved to stand in front of the boy.
Just a few inches more and they would be touching, pressed against each other intimately. Ian licked his lips and stared at the floor, a blush covering his usually pale cheeks.
“Fool. “ Hissed the older man, “I should fire you for your incompetence.”
The employee whimpered, not at the threat, but the other’s sensual voice and the way it froze him on the spot, making him want to beg for more.
Shizuku glanced down and noticed the entirely obvious bulge in the other’s pants, a smirk rested on those delectable lips. Leaning down, he whispered into the other’s ear: “Are you hard?”
In one painfully slow moment, the other’s hand found it’s way onto Ian’s inner thigh and traced upwards, stopping at his crouch and rubbing there. “I believe you are.” His voice was only a rolling purr, speaking of Ian’s doubtless fall into sweet corruption . Another whimper emitted from the boy.
Easily, he was backed up against the free part of the desk.
“You want your boss to fuck you, don’t you?”
A strained affirmative noise was groaned.
“You little slut.” The voice was teasing, and the warm breath was driving Ian crazy. “Please, Sir…” Moaned the boy as the other pressed their bodies together, slowly undoing the buttons on the lower-worker’s shirt and running his hands over his smooth chest. One hand brushed over Ian’s pert nipple, and a gasp was the response. Pleased with this, Shizuku continued to circle the nipple, before pinching the sensitive flesh, his mouth biting and sucking viciously on the other’s neck. Ian was in a state of euphoria, his mind reduced to nearly nothing, unable to focus on anything but the increasing pleasure he was being given. The hand slid down the other’s chest and paused at his pants, undoing the buttons and the zipper with ease, his mouth still ravaging Ian’s neck. Ian trembled with anticipation, arching his back to show the other what words could not express. The other’s pants slipped to the floor, along with the underwear and Shizuku found the other’s hardened flesh, stroking it in a slow pace. “Faster, please.”
“-I- decide how this goes.” Growled the Japanese man, silencing the other by biting hard on Ian’s lower lip, the sweet taste of blood mixed into the kiss.
It was painful but it hurt so good, and he found the other’s pace quickening anyway, crying out passionately, he bucked his hips to the rhythm, silently urging the other. His balls tightened and he could feel a orgasm build. He was so close. Then, the other released his pulsing cock. Ian nearly collapsed at the loss, but was order to turn over against the edge of the desk, showing off his round, firm, ass to his boss. Reaching into his desk calmly, he removed a tube of lubricant, squirting it onto his fingers and slipping one, then two and finally three into the other’s hole. Moaning, Ian fucked himself on the other’s finger, eager for anything to be stuck into him. Removing his fingers when he thought the other was fully prepared, he laced his cock with the slick material and pushed the head against the boy’s tight entrance. Another whimper was his response accompanied by hoarse words “Fuck me, oh god…please fuck me.” Small fingers gripped the edge of the desk and entered the other in one go, causing Ian to gasp and wince in pain, a strangled cry emitting from his abused lips. It hurt at first, but Ian didn’t mind and Shizuku didn’t give a shit. He pounded into the other hard and fast, intoxicated by the feel of the other’s tight walls pressing against his cock. “Shit. You‘re so fucking tight.” Groaned the Japanese man, increasing his pace and gripping the other’s hips. Ian was turned into a wanton slut, begging for it harder and faster. “Just like that, fuck me harder. Shit, faster…Oh fuck, Shizuku!”
“You worthless whore, this is all you‘re good for.“ Grunted the older one.
In a flash of white, pure pleasure, Ian was brought to his climax, and Shizuku continued to ravish his body until he came as well, spilling his hot seed into the other’s firm ass. For a minute, the both stayed in place, catching their breath and wallowing in the after glow of a mind-blowing orgasm.
Shizuku pulled out from the other, and roughly forced Ian to wake from his stupor and shoving him onto his knee’s in front of the mahogany desk. “Clean it up.” Ian looked dazed, but still licked up the mess on the other’s desk, savoring the tart taste against his tongue as Shizuku redid his pants and straightened himself up once again. He threw the other’s clothes at him and Ian quickly dressed. “Leave.” Growled the boss, and Ian complied like a good little sex-toy, a satisfied smile on his face.
The End.
Authors Note: If enough people actually read and like this, I’d be happy to write more. ^_^ It’s my first sex scene ever and the idea was in my head for awhile. If you’re wondering, Shizuku is 26 and Ian is 17.
< 3 Please/ Review, I’d love to know what you thought about it.