After party

Max went to the bathroom to clean up a little. He lived close enough that he could thoroughly clean up at home but his mouth was streaked with cum and his makeup was smeared across his face. The mens bathroom was busy and Max didn’t want to wait in line with all of his coworkers. He went to the womens restroom. He washed his face and patted it dry and looked at himself in the mirror. His outfit was disheveled and backlit by the glowing red plug in his ass. Even without the makeup his face was feminine and he looked surprisingly good considering he’d multiple people drag their freshly fucked assholes across his face today. Before he could leave the restroom, the door opened. Petra walked in. She had put herself together a bit but still looked unsteady on her feet.

“Hi.” Max said shyly. She started, clearly surprised to see him. Her face lit up with a small smile when she recognized him.

“Maxine. That was a crazy party. You were such a stud.” She stood next to her at the other sink and began to wash up.

“Thank you. You were very gentle.” Max said awkwardly.

“I could tell you were a little nervous. So are you like a staff prostitute or something?” Petra asked casually.

“No, I’m a secretary.”

“That doesn’t look like any secretary I’ve ever seen.”

“Yah, me neither.” Max laughed and Petra did too.

“You fuck all them or what?”

“No, I’ve sucked my bosses dick a lot but I’ve never fucked any of them actually.”

“Good for you. That Harry, he’s crazy.” She smiled.

“Yah what happened with that?”

“You’ve never been in that room huh?” Max shook his head. “That makes sense. He’s into some deep shit. Like he’s got a while setup in there. Don’t get me wrong, I came my brains out but it seems like all the prep warnings were about him.”

“Prep warnings?”

“Yah like, they ask us what we’re willing to do for each client and show us the client requests so they send girls who want to do the stuff they want to do. Your party listed a bunch of shit and it was mostly very vanilla. That said, normally they want us eating everyone’s cum.” She laughed and Max smiled in embarrassment.

“Im not sure where that came from or how that started.”

“I think everyone saw how much you liked doing it so they decided why stop the fun.”

“Was it that obvious?” Max cringed inside.

“Yah, it was pretty obvious.” Petra patted Max on the shoulder lightly as if to comfort him. “But yah anyway, Harry asked me to join him in that room and he really worked me over.”

“Yah are you okay?”

“Oh yah I’m fine, trust me I’ve had some pretty sadistic clients, I don’t mind that stuff too much, but it had been awhile. But I keep getting distracted, the reason I’m telling you is because he called me Maxine while he was whipping me pretty hard. I think he fantasizes about doing some pretty hardcore shit to you and I wanted to give you a heads up cuz I wasn’t sure what your deal was.”

“Oh thank you. Harry’s pretty harmless. Everyone in that office looks at me like I’m just a fuck doll so I’m not super surprised. After today though they may back off.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Just you all are so pretty and hot and incredible looking, I look like shit compared to you.”

“I would not worry about that shit. That office is crazy about you. If you want them to fuck you, they will. I think you’ll have a harder time keeping them off you.” Max smiled and kicked himself for feeling jealous. He wanted them to leave him alone, why was he trying so hard to get their attention back.

“Thanks Petra.”

“Anytime. Did Susan give you my number?”

“Yah she did.”

“Give me a call sometime.”

“Can I ask why?” Petra played at being offended and scoffed.

“Fine dont call me then.” She laughed.

“No sorry I want to! I just don’t know why you want me to.” Max’s cheeks flushed.

“You need to stop with the self pity. You’re cute and I want another taste. I also think you might need some pointers on this whole working sex as a business thing.” She motioned generally in the direction of the office.

“Oh, well thank you, I will definitely call you.”

“Don’t be shy.” Petra smiled and kissed Max on the cheek before leaving the bathroom. Max followed a few minutes later and returned to the office. It was deserted and Max picked up his stuff. Then he saw Dylan. He was coming from the bathroom and be stopped at Max’s desk.

“Where were you?” Max asked him.

“Miss me? I was fucking that Anna chick for a bit.” Max recalled the rough treatment. “I also watched you guzzling down everyone’s loads.”

Of course he would shame him about this. “Yah, can’t imagine anyone didn’t see that.”

“Don’t be embarrassed, it was hot.” Dylan stepped closer to Max and leaned in and kissed his neck. “It was super hot.” He laid another kiss on Max’s neck, biting him a little this time. Max almost tripped over his chair backing up but Dylan followed. Max was up against the wall behind his desk.

“You didn’t get enough at the party?” Mac asked, a little tired and a little confused.

“I didn’t get any of you.” Dylan had his hands on Max’s hips and was pressed against him. He kissed Max deeply and held it for a bit. “How long are you gunna make me wait?” One of Dylan’s hands drifted down to cup Max’s package in his lace panties. He squeezed lightly and ran his fingers along the barely hidden outline of Max’s semi-flaccid shaft.

“Forever.” Max tried to sound firm but it came out more like an invitation. Dylan wrapped one hand lightly around Max’s throat as he continued to kiss his lips. Max’s hands remained glued to his sides as Dylan pressed in on him. Dylan’s touch and his grip around Max’s neck had gotten Max’s cock hard to the point where Dylan noticed. He pulled back from Max’s lips but squeezed just a little bit harder on Max’s neck. Max gasped instinctively and drew a labored breath in.

“How much longer can you resist me? A couple months? Maybe just 5 more minutes by the looks of it.” Dylan unsnapped Max’s panties to reveal his erection. He teased it with his hand, not quite stroking it but making sure Max felt him. Max could barely think straight. He hated this man but his mind was already picturing submitting himself to him. Dylan watched Max pinned against the wall as he tried to find the strength to tell Dylan to leave. Dylan smiled at his struggle. He squeezed tighter and Max let out a breathless sigh as his airway actually started to get constricted. His cock twitched.

“At least another day.” Max finally answered. Dylan released him and stepped back. Max came off the wall and stood awkwardly catching his breath. He struggled to resnap his panties as he tried to summon conscious thoughts. Dylan stepped in and snapped them on with no trouble. He smiled and walked through the door to the offices. Max stood by his desk for what felt like days but was probably 10 minutes. Finally he willed his body to move and it did. He picked up his stuff and walked home in the cold. He couldn’t get his erection to calm down and he rode his dildo particularly hard that night in the mirror.