Ray Interrupts the Submissive Little Buttslut

Ray returned to his own body. After regaining control, Ray felt himself pop the biggest stiffy of his life.

"God damn... I can't imagine how he feels." Ray mumbled to himself. Actually, that's a good idea, sensation sharing. I'll keep it in my back pocket. Ray bounded over to Ty's office door and pressed his ear against it. He surprisingly didn't hear any thing. Either Ty was really good at being quiet, or the room was more soundproof than he thought. Ray thought about just what exactly he planned to do. After coming to a decision, he steeled himself, and enacted his plan. Ray knocked loudly on the door. "You ok, boss?" He called.

"Y-yeah!" Ty gave a muffled reply. Ray could've sworn he heard a gasp.

"Well, that's good. Say, I've got some papers I need you to sign. Something about a delivery." Ray lied through his teeth.

"WhaaaAAAAtt!?" Ty's casual response morphed into a loud moan as he failed to contain his lust. Ray let Ty soak in embarrassment for a minute before replying.

"Are you sure you're ok boss? I'm going to come in." Ray turned the door handle.

"N-n-no! Don't-" Ty was cut off as Ray opened the door. He took in the sight with his real eyes. It had been quite the show watching as a camera, but to see it in person... Ty, for his part, was playing it fairly straight. He was currently as far under his desk as his chair would let him be, so Ray could only see his torso. The only real give away was the copious amount of cum covering the desk and floor.

"Uhm... what uh... happened?" Playing dumb, Ray stepped further in to the room.

"I- I uh... I spilled some creamer!" Ty tried to smile through the lie.

"Right..." Ray continued to step closer to the desk, slowly. "It looks kind of thick to be creamer..." He shot the accusation at Ty, letting him know he wasn't falling for it.

"It uh... It was expired!" Despite being horrendous at lying, (it wasn't fair that Ray already knew he was lying, in Ty's defense), Ty wasn't bad with coming up with a plausible scenario.

"It was... expired?" Ray was at the edge of the puddle now, just a few feet away from Ty. He could see how fast he was breathing, and how red his face was.

"So... where's... where's that paperwork?" Ty attempted to change the subject.

Ray responded candidly. "Oh I lied. There is no paperwork." Ty looked shocked. "I just wanted to come in to make sure you were ok." He began to walk around the side of the desk, and put his hands on the back of Ty's chair.

"I-I'm fine!" Ty said in a clearly fake chipper tone. Ray began to slowly pull Ty's chair out. "Wait, wait! I have a question... do you... like boys?" Ray stopped dead in his tracks, surprised by the sudden inquisition.

"Wait what!?" Ray recoiled a little. That was probably one of the last things he was expecting Ty to ask in this situation.

"We-well I mean, are you gay?" Ty huffed a little and pouted cutely. "You're so dense sometimes!" Apparently his frustration was enough to break through the haze of lust. Ray had to pause for a moment just to take in the sheer absurdity of the tonal shift, but he eventually began to laugh.

"Wow! Not what I was expecting you to ask." Ty hunched over in shame. "But... yeah, sometimes I'm gay." Ty perked up before gasping as Ray pulled his chair out and spun him around, completely revealing Ty to him. Ray leaned forward and whispered into his ear. "Especially for a boy like you." Ray could've sworn Ty nearly came on the spot. A whine escaped Ty's mouth as a gout of precum shot from his dick and his face contorted into pure pleasure. If Ray wasn't turned on before, he sure as hell was now. "Oh Ty..." Ray gently reached out and cupped Ty's chin between his fingers, leaning in close. "I'm going to make you my bitch." Was all he whispered before he dove in for a kiss.