Work and Play Pt. 02

"Try again," Gabriel says. I nod again, almost saying 'yes sir', and close my eyes. Nine fucking inches. Again, in the same spot, I cough. "That's alright. C'mere." Gabriel tilts my chin up and leans down for a kiss. "You want my cock? Huh?" he whispers into my mouth. I nod like a little submissive boy. "What was that?"

"Yes," I breathe. I almost say 'please', but I'm not that drunk. As Gabriel stands up, so do I. I didn't know he could get me any more turned on, but the sight of his hair fallen in his eyes makes me moan before I kiss him again.

When he looks at the surface of the table, I immediately hop up and lay on my back. He strips off my pants and is between my open legs before I get the chance to say anything.

"Are you clean?" Gabriel asks, referencing the fact that there are not in fact any condoms in this break room. I nod vigorously. "'Cause I am, and if—"

"I haven't had sex in years," I blurt.

Gabriel kisses my neck and jawline until both of our hands end up in the same spot, hovering over my ass. "Let me," he says. He places two strong fingers in my mouth, and I close my eyes, sucking on them like candy. Gabriel strokes his member, waiting hungrily.

God, I just want him to take over and make me gag on his thick fingers. I suck like a good boy, just like I did with his cock. My head bobs so I can slather his fingers in saliva.

As soon as I feel his two fingers slide into me, I feel my whole body jerk. It's like Gabriel came to this company to fulfill my fantasies. I'm fine with that.

He pumps the digits in and out, scissoring and curving his fingers in all the right ways. My dick responds instantly, leaking an impressive amount of pre-cum and dancing all on its own. I have barely even touched myself, and I'm not going to.

The breaths from my throat are dry, despite my mouth being coated in saliva. No matter, I don't give any protest to Gabriel working my ass open with the spit and probably sweat keeping me from being dry.

After three fingers, and impressively, no actual lube, Gabriel smears his pre-cum around my hole. I expect him to give me a head gesture--something, but he doesn't, and begins pressing on my barely relaxed asshole. The pressure of his head pushing into me almost sends me over the edge. My whole body jerks and I moan out loud. Maybe I can't do it. I-I don't know if I can take it--

"Eyes on me," he commands. I look into his grey eyes, just breathing. His dick is stretching me open and it hurts but it hurts good. C'mon Zeke, c'mon Zeke--

He kisses me, all tongue, as the last few inches of his huge cock slide inside me.

Oh god.

I'm gonna cum. Right now.

Gabriel instantly hits my prostate within the first thrust.

"Wait—ahh," I gasp. My head is thrown back while Gabriel's hands are gripping my waist.

"I'm all the way in already—"

"I'm gonna cum, Gabe. I-I'm gonna—fuuuuuuck," I groan. "Just hold on. Hold on."

Gabriel leans forward and tilts my chin down. "I just got into you. Hold on. Look at me. Don't think about it. Just focus on me." I shake my head. The pressure in my balls is overwhelming. I can't believe he's barely done a thing and my body already craves that release. Gabriel pulls out a little bit, pushes back in.

I'm too close.

"I can't—I can't hold it," I gasp. I'm gripping onto his forearms.

"Zeke, c'mon. I'm barely inside you," he says, annoyed.

"You are literally filling my ass. Give me a break," I snap back. For probably half a minute, nobody moves. I'm breathing jagged and heavy while he waits for a go-ahead. He's not getting one. If he does anything else, I'm going to cum. "Oh--slowly. I'm close already," I rasp.

He gives the tiniest thrust to my prostate and I lose it. I practically erupt all over Gabriel's chest and my own, streams pumping out faster than I can say his name.

"Okay..." Gabriel helps me ride out the last part of my orgasm. Short but intense thrusts is what finishes me off. "Christ, it's like you're a virgin or something."

"Very funny," I reply. We're close enough to the wall that Gabriel can reach the paper towels. He cleans us up before dominating my mouth with his. I wrap my legs around his waist and he moves slowly, making sure I can feel every inch of his cock. Latino cock. Always been my preference.

Gabriel doesn't wait until I've even remotely recovered to start really pumping into me. I keep my legs spread and mouth open in an 'O' as he rolls his hips, fucking into me like I'm his art. Like he's putting on a show.

There's a part of his dick, close to the middle, and it's thicker than the other parts. I didn't notice while I sucked him, but my tight hole feels every detail of his beautiful chiseled tool.

I tighten the muscles in my ass to feel him to his full extent, and Gabriel moans into my mouth, fucking me even more intensely. The insides of my thighs are going to be sore as hell. The table is hitting the wall pretty hard, so Gabriel picks me up—all of me, effortlessly—and sits in the chair while he's still inside me.

"Glasses off," he commands. I almost immediately swipe my frames off my nose, but then stop.

"I want to see," I nod.

"Are you kidding me? You can't see at all without them?" Gabriel sighs.

"Don't patronize me," I snap. We can't even make it through sex without bickering for fuck's sake. Gabriel sighs again, gripping my ass. I think back to the way I rode my dildo in the bathroom and begin to shudder in excitement. I can work Gabriel over, definitely. I don't even bother starting slow, bouncing on him, head thrown back and my hands on his pecs. Oh god, I've been craving the real thing more than I thought. Feeling my thick, round cheeks slap and jiggle against Gabriel's thighs makes me think another orgasm might already be starting deep in my groin.

I even have Gabriel surprised; he eyes me in shock and awe, his mouth open in admiration. He doesn't have to say it, but he loves my waist (I'm guessing how thin it is compared to my chest and of course, hips) and he adds extra drive, lifting me and slamming me back down onto him. Fuck, he's so strong.

My fingernails dig into his shoulders as I ride him. My body feels like it's flying. With Gabriel in control, I'm light again. I'm actually twenty-four and fun and sexy again. If I thought I was high before, the wet sounds of him pounding my sweet ass blows that high out of the water. The slick smacking of flesh against flesh is enough to get me moaning again.

I'm making all sorts of 'ah' sounds, mostly desperate and whining, but that's how I know it's good. Gabriel's holding me close now, and I'm hardly doing the work. It's all him, thrusting up into my tight asshole with dominating control. I know he's close. He's whispering 'oh fuck yeah, oh FUCK yeah, Zeke'--

...and then he smacks me.

Hard but not stinging, right on my left ass-cheek. I cry out, and have to put my hand over my mouth. Oh my god. Unnhh, I want him to smack me over and over again. I feel like that barely timid college boy again, riding cock like it's a job. Getting that submissive rush when someone takes control of my body. I can taste the sweat from Gabriel's chest on my palm.

"Fuuuck, Gabe. Hit me. Hit me again," I gasp. Gabriel fulfills my wish, smacking my ass with one strong slap. My voice is caught in my throat on the impact, and all that sounds in the room is my ass smacking down on Gabriel's thighs again, and the soft slick of his shaft stretching me with every articulate thrust.

"You want it again?" he growls into my ear. I feel his tongue on the soft area right below my earlobe and roll my hips down onto him, feeling his curved cock stretch me even more.

"Mmmm, yeah. Pl--just make my ass red. Hit me like you want to," I moan. Gabriel, like a fucking genie, licks his own palm before giving me a good smack to my left ass cheek. "Ah! Oh GOD--yes, Gabe, yes," I breathe.

For what seems like a short time, but is probably about ten minutes without any verbal communication, I see that Gabriel is holding on by a thread. He licks into my mouth filthily and impatiently. The room feels like it's getting smaller and hotter--Gabriel's fingers dig into my hips and he inhales like he's been saved from drowning.

"I'm cumming," he growls all at once after a jerky movement. Sure enough, I feel the warm spurts of his jizz inside me in thick streams.

I don't even realize what's going on for a second, but I catch on, riding him and taking him in as he fills my ass with that fat cock. I'm fighting to make sure I'm the one who makes him cum like he's never came before. I want every last drop out of that full, dark ballsack.

We both end up kissing like our lives depend on it. His beautiful lips and tongue caress my mouth in the most possesive way.

Then all is quiet.

Quiet, that is, until I smack him across the face. "You didn't ask."

"What the—ask to what?!" Gabriel seethes.

"You came inside me? Seriously?" I snap. I must've smacked him hard; he's rubbing his cheek and looks like he wants to really hit me back. "Sorry. Sorry, I'm less drunk but still drunk. I also have ADHD. Surprise! I mean, you didn't need to know that. Okay... okay." I take a deep breath and wipe sweat off my forehead. My glasses are even fogged up a little. What the fuck, I had sex with my glasses on?

Wait. I had sex.

"Slow, alright. Stand up slow," Gabriel instructs. He grabs onto his member as I slowly lift myself off of him. I can feel his seed inside me, waiting to drip out. It's an uncomfortable feeling. "Okay, I'll help you."

"No, no. The bathroom is like, thirteen feet away," I nod.

"Are you going there naked? Because—"

I sigh exaggeratedly. "Stop arguing with me, Christ."

"You can't even walk in a straight line, Ezekiel. Good god, we already fucked, just let me help you, geezus," Gabriel pulls his briefs up and grabs a large wad of paper towels. I stand still and he comes behind me. "Now, just let go. I'll clean you up. And I'm sorry I didn't ask, Nancy," he says softly into my neck.

I let him kiss me.

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Author's Note: this was a long chapter, and I hope you made it to the end! Let me know what you think of Gabriel, our new character. Who is your favorite character? Thank you for reading.