Page 17 of Surviving the Merge
The meeting was over. My prayers had been answered.
“So, what did you learn?” he asked. As soon as we cleared his office door, I led him over to his desk and into his chair.
“I learned that watching you lead a meeting turns me on.” I had his pants unzipped and his cock out before the last word left my mouth.
“Justin, the door isn’t locked. Anyone can walk in here.” A slight panic colored his voice.
“Then we’d better make this quick.” I licked around his crown.
“Ugghhhh… At least... get under the desk, so if anyone comes in, we won’t... be exposed.”
After some shuffling, I was completely hidden under the desk and sucking him off. With my free hand, I pulled my dick out, in case I was unsuccessful at holding off my own orgasm. I didn’t want to walk out of there with cum stains on my pants.
On my knees with my thighs spread wide, my cock heavy and pointing toward the floor, I picked my speed and focused my suction on the tip.
The way we were positioned prevented Blake from thrusting up, and I could tell by his tortured moans that it killed him. That left me one hundred percent responsible for bringing it home, and I loved the challenge.
Two quick raps on his office door, and then someone entered.
“Here are those mockups you wanted, boss.”
Josh. I was about to stop, but pre-cum hit my tongue at that exact moment, and it took everything in me not to moan. My own cock started to rise.
“I asked you to have these to me in the morning.” Blake’s words were gravelly.
“Yeah, well, I couldn’t pass up an opportunity to show you how amazing I am, so I’m giving it to you sooner.”
“I see.” Blake coughed to cover up whatever inappropriate sound he was about to make.
I worked faster. Blake’s hand on my shoulder told me wordlessly to back off, and I pushed it away in irritation.
“Are you okay, boss?”
“Fine. I’ll take a look at these... and... get back to you with any... questions.” His voice dropped on the last word. His balls tightened, and a gush of my own pre-ejaculate climbed up my shaft.
“What’s that sound?” Josh asked.
“I don’t hear anything. Be sure to close my door behind you.” His words fell over each other.
Again, another attempt at pushing me away.
“Are you getting a blowjob under your desk, boss?” Amusement mixed with disbelief.
I’m rewarded when thick, salty, seed hit my tongue.
“Oh God... fuck... mmmmmm…” Followed by a fist hitting the desk and heavy panting.
I placed my hand on my member to direct it to the floor and silently rode through my own climax. My back arched, and my right eye twitched. Releasing him with a pop, I did my best to stay upright in the confined space.
“I hate you two,” Josh said. “If anyone’s looking for me, me and my hand will be in the bathroom.” The door closed behind him.
Pushing back in his chair, his eyes took me in. My cheeks felt hot, lips puffy, and my eyes glazed over.
“Look at you,” he said, raking me up and down with his heated gaze.
“Fuck me. Now,” I whispered.
Blake’s lips twitched. Looking at the floor between my legs, he said, “Clean up your mess, and let’s go home.”
