The Office: overtime

 I own a small business, and have a young man in my employ, a pale and slim youth by the name of Darren. I have been leaving a secret video camera running on an evening, and have been able to gather video evidence of him, supposedly 'working late' but in actual fact logging onto gay chat rooms, and bringing men to the office so he can drop his pants for them!

Watching the videos at home made me want to fuck him myself. I had spent many happy hours in my study - once my wife had retired to bed. I would lock the door, sip fine wine and masturbate my large thick penis, watching Darren being spanked, sucking dick and getting buggered.

Finally, I had decided to log onto the gay chat room myself, using a false name, and trick him into spreading his legs for me. I persuaded him to invite me to the office, to strip nude and lie on his back, legs wide open, eyes shut. I fucked him on my own desk, thrusting hard into his cute little bare bottom as he winced and whimpered, eyes shut obediently, until I told him to open them and see who was shafting him!

He was shocked and embarrassed to say the least! I emptied my bollocks into him, and then I sat in the back office and spied on him as he allowed himself to be used by a string of strangers. Strangers, that is, until the final anonymous meet turned up.
I could see Darren was embarrassed and was blushing in shame as he was told off by this man, a chap a couple of years younger than him, and, as I looked closer, bearing a slight family resemblance!

Clearly his brother or cousin had logged on to the gay chat, or found the note pinned to a tree in the woods which read something along the lines of, 'anonymous gay sex wanted, if i don't obey your every command you can send videos of me taking cock to my wife'

I knew my hidden camera was capturing the whole scene for my delectation later, and also, incase Darren ever refused any of my sex orders, I could blackmail him with the footage! I sat in the darkened room, spying through the window as Darren apologised to this man, and soon enough I got my answer..

"What would our Dad do if he found out what a queer boy you are?"
"He'd be disgusted." Darren replied, head bowed.
"And your wife? Does she know you bend over for men to.. bugger?"
"No Martin." Darren said.
"Hmm, well, maybe she ought to know. Don't you think? Eh? Answer me you dirty slut."
"Whatever you think Martin, I know I deserve to be punished for this. I want you to decide what happens to me, please."
"What do you think should happen? Tell me, then I'll decide if it's enough."
"Well, I dunno, maybe I should be punished like a naughty boy."
"And how's that?"
"Well, maybe my bottom should be spanked, to humiliate me."

"I can think of more humiliating things than that, and I think you'd probably enjoy being spanked." Martin guessed, correctly.
"No, I wouldn't, I promise, if it was done properly, really hard."
"Very well, we'll start with a beating, but after that I'm going to punish you properly. I'm going to make sure people know what a dirty slag you are."
Darren bowed his head, "Yes Sir. Where do you want me to be for a beating?"
"Pants down. Over my knee."
"Yes sir."

As I watched my dick throbbed, it had never got so hard so fast, so soon after spunking up. I wanted to wan off, but decided I would wait, and then I would shaft my new little office cumdump again before going home, where I planned to indulge in some fine dining, some excellent whisky, and then I would watch my videos and plan what filthy perverted things I would do to Darren over the coming months or years.

Martin took Darren over his knee and spanked his bare little bottom violently. The spanking must have gone on for at least five minutes, I'll wager that bared bottom took a good three hundred spanks and Darren was weeping by the end of it, his naked bum red from the severe punishment. Martin pushed him off his lap and stood up, looking down at his brother's bare little willy as he sat there sniffling, pants round his ankles.
"I'll come to your house to continue your humiliation."
"Yes Martin." Darren humbly said, "But please can you make sure you come when my wife's out?"
"I'll come when it's convenient for me, whether your wife's there or not. If I tell you to drop your pants for another beating you'll do it straight away. Your wife can watch and laugh at your little dick, then I might fuck her so she can see what a real man's cock feels like."
"Yes Martin." Darren replied, following him to the door, and I watched him leave, shutting the door behind him.

I was so turned on that as soon as Darren walked into my office, I ripped down his pants and bent him over the chair and stabbed my massive cock into his well spanked bottom in one hard deep thrust, instantly ejaculating into him again, massive waves of pleasure caressing my groin thighs and belly as my sperm shot up into his nude pink bum.

"Ohhhhhh yes. Take my cum. I've been videoing all your exploits, and if you don't obey me, your wife will get high resolution copies in the post. So you'd better obey my every dirty perverted command instantly boy, yes?"
"Yes master." Darren replied, still bent over the chair, my cock oozing spunk inside him.
"You will secretly video what your brother does to you, and bring me the recordings, yes?"
"Yes master."
"Good. I have enjoyed spurting my thick semen into your gay slut arse. Now get home to your wife and act like a dutiful husband. Then you'd better sneak off to meet that horny young lad to be gang banged, and tomorrow you will be buggered naked in front of my friends.

 Now get dressed and go home."
"Yes sir, thank you sir." Darren hastily pulled up his pants and left the office.

The next morning I arrived at work to find a dvd on my desk waiting for me. Darren's brother must have paid him a visit already! I told the staff I was not to be disturbed, shut my office door, and put the dvd on. Through my office window I saw Darren sitting at his desk, blushing. The dvd started with some shaky cam, Darren putting the camera on a shelf and recording himself speaking.

"Martin sent me a text last night as I was being bummed by the last young lad, telling me he would come round before my wife got home, and he was going to continue punishing me. She should be back in twenty minutes so I really hope he hurries up. (knock knock) Ooh, that'll be him now." Darren rushed off and I spent a few moments looking at the living room, quite modest, nothing expensive, I obviously wasn't paying him enough! The lighting was poor, just a small lamp. I decided I had to punish him for not lighting my porno correctly. I heard muted voices and wished they'd hurry up and come into the living room. Finally Martin walked in, wearing a smart suit. He was alone though, and I wondered where Darren was. I saw Martin snoop around the room, and pause to study a photo of Darren's wife. He clearly fancied her. Maybe I would get to see some good old fashioned cuckolding!

Soon Darren entered the room.

He was blushing in shame, wearing a bra and panties, stockings and suspenders, his hands covering his small bulge.
"Yes, now you feel like a dirty whore don't you?" Martin asked and Darren nodded. His brother pushed one of the chairs into the centre of the small room and sat down. I was annoyed to see the back of the chair was towards me, blocking my view.
"Right, you're going to be spanked first Darren. How many spanks do you think you deserve boy?"
"Em, ten sir."
"Ten? Try again boy."
"Twenty?" Darren tried.
"We'll start with fifty." Martin announced. "Now turn off the lamp. Then open the curtains wide, and then bend over my knee."

Darren started to protest, but stopped himself.

"Yes sir." He wanted the spanking over as quickly as possible, before his wife came home. He turned off the lamp and I tutted, my screen going almost entirely black. I could just about make out Darren nervously going to the curtains, where he peeped through a gap to see if there was anyone out on the street, and then he opened them wide, standing there in lingerie, no doubt praying there would be no passers-by. He hurried back to his brother's side and bent over his knee. I could see a little better now, the low light from street lamps outside allowed me to see roughly what was going on.

"Panties off." Martin demanded, and Darren stood again, nervously keeping an eye on the window.
He took off his panties and bent over, and i enjoyed a subtle glow of streetlight over the curve of his bared bottom as Martin held him down, and then bagman administering a good hard spanking.
"You're not counting out loud boy. We'll have to start again."
"Sorry sir, yes sir, Ohh! One! Owww! Two! Ouch! Three!"

The spanking continued and it really hurt his bared bum, I knew he'd have to keep it hidden from his wife for about a week! A car went past but I doubted anyone would've caught a glimpse in the low light. Finally Martin got to fifty spanks, made Darren thank him for it, and then he held him still.
"Now we carry on until someone walks past. Just one person."
"Ohh god, martin, please no." Darren tried to get up, but he was held firm.

"It's going to happen so just be quiet and take your punishment. They probably won't even glance in. Now beg me to begin your spanking."
"Sir, please please spank my bare bottom again, I beg you, I deserve punishment for offering myself to men for gay sex. Please please spank me."
And with that he began spanking Darren's bare bum again. After about forty five spanks he suddenly said,
"Oop, here we go. There's a woman walking by." And he spanked faster and harder. I increased the brightness on my screen, and, yes, I saw her, he wasn't lying to panic Darren, he was telling the truth.
"Has she gone?" Darren asked, wincing in pain.
"Yes, she's gone now."
"Did she see?"
"I'm not sure," he said, "I think so."
"Oh my god, what did she look like, how old?"
"Dunno, about fifty or so." Martin shoved Darren off his knee. "Now for your buggering."

I blinked and almost came in my pants. I rewound the dvd a little. I saw the woman walk by. On slow motion I saw her glance to the side, I'm sure she looked right at the window, but whether she could see anything or not, I couldn't tell. Then I heard Martin say it again, sure enough, I wasn't mistaken. 'Now for your buggering.'
Darren was on his knees before his brother.

"Martin PLEASE if you're going to do that to me, can you bugger me somewhere else? Please sir. Anywhere you want, please.."

"The longer you spend arguing, the nearer Lindsay's bus gets! Now fucking bend over for it. Come on you queer." He grabbed Darren firmly by the wrist and lead him to the window, placing both of his hands on the windowsill. He kicked Darrens' legs apart and went behind him. He dropped his pants to his ankles to fuck his brother. I saw his bare arse, muscular and firm. I didn't see any sign of a condom!
"Martin, please!"
"Shut up. You deserve a good bumming like the little gay slut you are, and if your neighbours see, it's just tough shit. Spread your legs. Come on."
"Yes sir, just please can you.. OHHH! Ohhh god! Nnnng!"

"Yes, my big fat nob hurts doesn't it bitch? My wife says it's like having someone's arm up her cunt."

Slap slap slap slap slap the first five thrusts pounded into Darren and that's when i heard a car coming! Darren tried to duck right down, putting his forehead on the windowsill but his brother grabbed his hair hard and yanked his head right back. A red car went right past. The driver was looking ahead and missed it, but the old man in the back happened to be looking at the houses and he definitely got a glimpse of gay sex! Slap slap slap slap the brother kept on humping, loving it.
"Ohhh yes, he saw you then bitch, he saw your little bare dick wiggling around, he'll probably reverse back in a second to have another look."

But the car didn't come back. Thrust thrust thrust Martin's bare erection shoved in and out of Darren's bare bum. Twenty five, twenty six, twenty seven times, his huge heavy balls hanging low and slapping against his brother.
Then it happened.

Lindsey got home. She walked into view and Darren tried to duck away but again he was held still for buggering.

"She needs to see this." Martin said, banging hard as he could. Darren could only stand there in bra and stockings, legs wide apart, tiny willy bared, his head yanked right back so that his wife could clearly see his face as he took a big bare cock in his bottom. He blushed in shame. She stopped, shocked, gaping at the sight, watching her husband being brutally fucked. Martin reached for the light switch and flooded the sordid scene with bright light, so nothing was hidden by shadows in the gloom. That tiny little white willy flicking back and forth as Darren's own brother rammed his huge bare erection in and out of his bum.

She disappeared. Run away? I wondered. But then I heard the front door open and she entered the room. She stood watching Martin's nude bottom tensing and pumping.
"Your husband's been meeting men and offering them his mouth and bum to spunk up in. Haven't you? Haven't you?!"
"Yes." I just about heard Darren admit.

Martin yanked Darren around and forced him onto his hands and knees infront of his wife. She watched as Martin's very long very thick bare penis slithered almost all the way out of Darren's bottom, and Martin gave her a moment to appreciate it, before he rammed it deep, slamming it all the way, his pubes banging against that bare bottom. The pleasure and excitement were too much for him, and on the next deep thrust he let his huge balls drain a massive load of thick warm sperm, powering through his throbbing penis and exploding violently into his brother's nude bottom.

"Ohhh fuck! Take it all! I'm coming in him! Ohhhhhh!"

Martin pulled out, his rock hard nob springing up, still spurting, spraying cum all over Darrens' back and splashing Lindsey's jeans and blouse and face and hair. He stepped back, gasping, wanking and spurting the last of his orgasm over his brother's bum.
"You need to punish him. I recommend you spread your legs for me, or any men you want, make him kneel and watch with his hands on his head as you get a proper fucking. You must've fantasised about it. You should do it, he deserves it."
"You're right." Lindsey said calmly. She sounded angry and stunned and determined. She left the house, maybe to pick up some horny guy, leaving Darren on his hands and knees with his brother's spunk running down his stockings. Martin came back over to him, and slid his dick back into Darren's bum, pumping out the last dribbles of cum and groaning in pleasure.

"You deserved that. I always knew you were a little puff, I heard you that night, but i was too young to understand what was happening, it was that time granddad stayed over 'cos he'd just come out of hospital. I heard you creep downstairs in the middle of the night to the living room. I followed you and listened at the door, i wanted to know if granddad was going to be okay. I heard bedclothes rustling, or maybe it was pygamas sliding down bare legs, I heard whispering and I heard you sucking something, I thought he'd given you a sweet, I was jealous, can you believe it? But i don't think it was a sweet was it Darren? I heard granddad saying 'ooh that's nice, mmm yes, ooh that's lovely.' Then what did I hear? I heard the bed creaking and I heard a slap slap slap sound. I thought you were just bouncing on the bed.

But now I think I know what was happening. It didn't last long, I heard Granddad moan and I almost came in the room, 'cos I thought he must be poorly! Then I remember hearing him saying 'where do you want it? Top or bottom? Quick! Ohh, too late, it's going to be bottom.. can't hold it..' then he gave this really big shuddering gasp and it all went quiet. How many times did that happen while he was still with us? Eh? Be honest."

"Not sure, maybe three, maybe four hundred times."
"And on the day he popped off?"
"On that day he said he wanted a special treat, cos he said he didn't have long, so I'd better be a good boy."

Martin pulled out of his brother's bum and got dressed.
"You'd better tell me all about it.."

That was when the damn battery ran out on the camera! I cursed, and realized I'd actually spunked up in my pants.
I looked at him sitting there, working away, blushing when he saw me watching him. I knew I was going to have some horny fun with that young slut, and you won't believe some of the stories I have to tell you..

TO BE CONTINUED