The details

"I guess we should work out some of the details," Mr. Moore said as he wiped the head of his cock off in my hair. "By the time you get home, all of your stuff will already be moved into your new office, Mr. Vice President."

"Really, sir?"

"Oh, hell yes," he said. "Your attendance and work record are impeccable, and you take a face fucking like a champ. We will work on prepping you for backdoor action next."

I wasn't so sure about having that big cock in my ass.

"You made the right choice today, Jon," he said. "Big new office, big new pay check and a big new cock. You've got it all."

He grabbed me by the hand and pulled me to my feet, kissing me passionately on the mouth despite his facial all over me. As we kissed, one of his hands gripped an ass cheek, while a finger ran up my crack.

"What exactly will my new job duties be, sir?"

"At least two or three blowjobs a day," he said. "Some anal when I'm in the mood, and we get you stretch out enough. That won't happen until you're ready. I would hate trying to explain a torn sphincter to workers comp!"

Basically, he was telling me I was now his gay male prostitute? That wasn't what I had had in mind when I agreed to a promotion, but it wasn't like I really had any choice, thanks to his video.

Suddenly he plundged a finger into my ass. He was slow and gently, just putting in the tip first. I moaned from a mixture of surprise, pain and pleasure.

"See, we will take care of each other, Jon," he said as he slowly worked his finger deeper into my asshole. "I know what its like to have needs a wife just can't or won't satisfy. Its why I spend thousands and thousands of dollars coming on these 'business trips' each year."

His finger was now all the way into me and he started finger fucking my ass.