Aroused

Bruce didn't quite know what was going on, nor did he really care. Mr. Masutani was really turning him on right now.

"Tatsumi, how does it feel to touch my body."

"Very fucking happy," Mr. Masutani said, moving his hand over Bruce's thigh. Bruce found this odd. Why was he repeating that phrase over and over again?

"I see, you look very fucking happy," Bruce says as he extends a hand, placing it on Mr. Masutani's groin. Mr. Masutani visably likes this, his face smiling, his hips bucking into Bruce's hands.

"How would you feel if I took a better look at it."

"Very fucking happy," Mr. Masutani repeated and Bruce unbuttoned his boss's pants and slid the cock out from underneath the underwear.

Bruce put a hand on the cock. He moved his face closer to the member, his breathe warm against the surface. Every breath teased a pump of blood through Mr. Masutani's veins.

"How would you feel if my mouth was on your throbbing dick," Bruce said. He wasn't too sure about that line, but Mr. Masutani ate it up.

"Very Fucking good," He moaned.

"Beg for it then, You want me to work for you? To work you? Beg for me to make you feel fucking good." Bruce said, making direct eye contact with the horny man.

"Please suck Bruce, suck my dick please." Mr. Masutani moaned. Bruce smiled and extended his tongue, licking the dick from base to tip.

"What a fucking slut you are Tatsumi. I should really report you to HR for the man whoring you are doing right now." Bruce smirked, kissing the tip of the dick. The pre-cum glossing his lips.

"Please don't," Mr. Masutani begged half-heartedly, his mind in his dick.

"Well, I normally would, but it's kinda hot knowing that my boss is a total slut." Bruce says with a smile, "How does it feel when I call you a slut?" Bruce asked as he pushed his lips down on the cock, taking it all at once, surprising Mr. Masutani.

"I'm not a slut so I don't like it, but you're making me very fucking happy right now, so you can call me what you want."

"You don't like being called a slut?" Bruce says, coming up for breath. He moved away from the cock momentarily. He stood up and undid his belt, his pants flopping to the floor. He stood in his boxer briefs. "Well if you aren't a slut you won't feel any need to fuck my hole," Bruce said as he sat on Mr. Masutani's lap. He started to grind on the man. At first, Mr. Masutani tried to resist the urge, but it became to great for him. He slapped Bruce's ass, grabbing his cheeks.

"Gimme your hole." He says gruffly.