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The dull hum of voices droned through Alexander’s headset as he sat at his desk, trying his best to focus on the online meeting in front of him. His company had been holding these weekly check-ins for months, and every single one of them was as boring as the last. The video feed was off, his microphone muted—just another hour of listening to corporate jargon while mindlessly scrolling through emails.
Just as he sighed and leaned back in his chair, the door to his office creaked open.
Zack stepped in, looking effortlessly handsome as always—his dark, tousled hair still slightly damp from a recent shower, wearing nothing but a loose t-shirt and gray sweatpants that hung low on his hips. His sharp blue eyes scanned the room before landing on Alexander, and a knowing smirk played on his lips.
"Hey, babe," Zack said softly, stepping closer. "Still stuck in that meeting?"
Alexander glanced at him briefly before turning back to his screen. “Yeah. Another hour of this nonsense.” He groaned. “Honestly, I don’t even need to be here. They just go on and on about stuff that doesn’t concern me.”
Zack leaned against the desk, arms crossed, pretending to be interested in the spreadsheet displayed on Alexander’s monitor. "So… camera's off, mic’s off?"
Alexander nodded. “Of course. No way I’m letting anyone see how dead inside I look right now.”
A mischievous glint flashed in Zack’s eyes. He pushed away from the desk and slid behind Alexander’s chair, placing his hands on his boyfriend’s tense shoulders. His fingers worked their way into the tight knots, kneading gently.
"You're way too stressed," Zack murmured, his lips dangerously close to Alexander’s ear. "I should help with that."
Alexander stiffened for a brief second, but he didn’t pull away. "Zack…" he warned, but there was little conviction in his voice.
"What?" Zack feigned innocence, continuing his massage, his thumbs pressing just the right spots. “I’m just being a supportive boyfriend. Helping my hardworking man relax.”
A soft sigh escaped Alexander’s lips as his shoulders slumped under Zack’s touch. “Damn it… that actually feels really good.”
Zack grinned, leaning closer, his breath warm against Alexander’s skin. “Mmm, I know. I have magic hands.”
Alexander chuckled, shaking his head. “You’re trouble, you know that?”
Zack dipped lower, pressing a slow kiss against the side of Alexander’s neck. “You love it.”
Alexander shivered. “Zack, I have a meeting,” he reminded him, though his voice lacked conviction.
Zack hummed against his skin. “And yet… you’re not telling me to stop.”
Alexander swallowed, gripping the edge of his desk as Zack’s hands trailed down his chest, fingers teasing the hem of his sweater. He couldn't help but let out a soft moan as Zack's warm breath whispered against his ear.
Without breaking eye contact with Alexander, Zack dropped down onto one knee and grasped the hem of Alexander's pants leg.
Zack pulled Alexander's pants leg upwards, revealing the smooth expanse of his thigh. He began to kiss and lick the sensitive skin.
Alexander felt himself becoming harder by the second, his desire for Zack growing with each passing moment. He reached out and grasped Zack's hair, pulling him closer as he devoured every inch of skin.
The air was thick with tension as Zack dropped lower still, his tongue tracing patterns along Alexander's inner thigh. The sound of rustling fabric filled the room - not from any external source, but from Alexander himself writhing in pleasure.
His hands clenched into fists at his sides as he tried to maintain some semblance of control. But it was no use - Zack had him right where he wanted him. And judging by the look in his eyes, he was just getting started.
Zack's fingers wrapped around Alexander's cock, squeezing gently as he began to pump up and down. The sensation sent a jolt of electricity through Alexander's entire body. He felt himself becoming one with the moment - lost in the swirling vortex of desire and pleasure. And as Zack continued to tease and tantalize him, Alexander knew that this meeting would be anything but boring.
Alexander felt himself becoming more and more desperate for release. He needed to feel Zack inside him - now.
Without warning, Zack dropped his head and wrapped his lips around the base of Alexander's cock. The sensation was like nothing he'd ever experienced before. It was as if every nerve ending in his body had come alive.
Alexander felt himself crying out in pleasure as he bucked against Zack's mouth, trying to get closer to that elusive peak. But Zack wasn't having it - not yet, at least.
He pulled back slowly, leaving Alexander gasping for air.
Zack's eyes locked onto Alexander's as he slowly lowered himself onto the couch, his ass raised high in invitation. Alexander's gaze was drawn to the sight like a magnet, his desire for Zack growing with each passing moment.
Without hesitation, Alexander dropped down between Zack's legs, his hands grasping for the lube on the nearby coffee table. A few quick swipes later and he was coating his length with a generous amount of slick lubricant.
Zack watched through hooded eyes as Alexander positioned himself at his entrance, his cock throbbing with anticipation. He could feel Alexander's hot breath whispering against his skin as he began to push inside.
The sensation was intense - almost too much to bear. But Zack wasn't one to shy away from pleasure. He let out a low moan as Alexander buried himself deep within him, feeling every inch of their connection.
But it wasn't long before Alexander lost control. His hips began to buck wildly against Zack's ass, sending waves of pleasure crashing through both of them. The room seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of them lost in a world of their own making.
Zack felt himself being pounded against the couch, his ass screaming in pleasure as Alexander's cock continued to thrust inside him. He could feel his orgasm building - and then, suddenly, it was upon him.
As he came with a loud cry, Alexander's hips continued to buck against him, sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through Zack's body. The sensation was almost too much to bear - but he wouldn't have had it any other way.
Until finally, neither of them could hold back the overwhelming sensation any longer. Their cocks erupted with white liquid almost at the same time.
Zack lay weakly, exhausted but wearing a satisfied smile. And when Alexander looked at his laptop screen, he realized that his meeting had already ended some time ago.
Noticing it as well, Zack smirked mischievously and kissed Alex on the cheek. “Let me know when you have another online meeting like that again.”

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