I mean, let's see where this goes

Oliver gulped and shook his head, a smile breaking across Julie’s face as she winked before leaving. He looked back, aware of the intent stares of Simon and Mike. Blushing and embarrassed, Oliver stripped out of his clothes without a word, and sank to his knees in front of Simon’s cock. Simon pulled back as Carlos looked over at Oliver’s nude form, their heads parallel with Simon’s spit slicked shaft. Mike withdrew from Carlos’ asshole and began slowly jacking himself off to watch what happened next.

“ooo Oliver, I didn’t know you too liked it” Carlos’ accented voice came out in a husky whisper. Without a word, Oliver kissed him fiercely, tasting Simon on his mouth. Breaking the kiss, Oliver looked at Simon’s cock next to them, and back at Carlos. Catching his drift, Carlos joined him in a kiss around the tip of Simon’s dick. Their tongues swirling around the length of their shared treat, the kneeling duo grasped their partners cocks and jerked the other off as they lavished affection on Simon’s girth. Simon cooed “Now Mikey isn’t this the prettiest thing you’ve ever seen? I didn’t tell you about me and Ollie’s little run in the other day, did I?” Mike roared with laughter and came around to sit on the edge of the desk next to Simon, his own gargantuan cock dangling down, sheathed in a condom.

Looking to Carlos, Oliver repositioned himself to be able to swap between the cocks. Peeling the condom off Mike’s shaft, Oliver looked up at his boss and bit his lip, “Full of fucking surprises ain’t you boy? Mike grunted, his hand reaching down to grip the back of Oliver’s head. “Wanted to taste a real man’s cock? Well, here you are.” But before Mike could act, Oliver inhaled the first half of the massive uncut cock in front of him. “Ugh, good boy Ollie, suck on that fucking dick.” Even without a gag reflex, Mike’s cock was fucking enormous, and Oliver struggled to get the full thing down his throat. After a couple attempts, he bottomed out with god knows how many inches of Mike’s girth in his windpipe. Mike groaned “Fuuuuuuck Simon why didn’t you tell me new boy could suck dick like a champion” grinding Oliver’s face into the stubbly trimmed pubes.

Pulling up for air, Oliver grasped Mike’s cock, and pulling his mouth off, slapped hit on his outstretched tongue a couple times before resuming his sucking. Next to him, Carlos had his nose pressed into Simon’s hips as he deep throated the larger man’s shaft. Pulling up for air, Carlos burbled with happiness” ay dios mio so many fuck-ing delicious cocks aqui. Pero Miguel papi you no want to fuck me no more?” Again, Mike’s huge, muscled frame was wracked with laughter “Oh I’ll fuck you again you little whore, I’m just enjoying giving a chance to our newest slut. You want to thank me for the pleasure of sucking my cock before I go back to fucking Carlos?”

Oliver slapped himself on the cheek with Mike’s cock and licked slowly from root to tip, the pleasure of submission washed over him. Looking up, Oliver planted a kiss on crown of the shaft “yes, thank you sir, thank you for letting me suck your cock.” Mike patted Oliver on the head and went to pick Carlos up to bend him over the desk, as Oliver seamlessly swapped back over to Simon’s cock. “You know Ollie, I’m ever so proud of you” Simon said, cradling Oliver’s head. Oliver hummed his thanks across Simon’s tool, the tip jammed at the back of Oliver’s throat. Simon continued as Oliver swirled his tongue along the length of the cock “You’ve come so far so fast, but I knew that once you got a taste you’d cum over and over, begging for more.” Simon took a pull of whiskey from Mike, and directed Oliver to the desk, lying on his back next to a similarly compromised Carlos.