Toil and bubble (butts)

Lube was applied to Oliver’s ass in a haze, as Simon began thrusting into Oliver’s hole. The adventures of the last few days had prepared him well, and Simon had no trouble as he pounded into Oliver’s tight, but flexible entrance. Oliver moaned and turned his head to kiss Carlos’ soft plump lips as the young Latino twink got railed right next to him. Moans and the slap of skin on skin filled Oliver’s ears. Simon and Mike shared a kiss as they each fucked their own prize, Oliver thought he heard Mike whisper something to Simon but couldn’t catch it. A pang of emptiness hit Oliver as Simon withdrew his cock, but he wasn’t wanting for long. Mike and Simon swapped places, and as Simon began railing Carlos, Mike began roughly shoving his huge cock into Oliver’s abused ass.

Oliver’s eyes widened as his boss’ cock disappeared inside of him, disbelief that something so huge could fit in him at all. Mike showed no mercy as he plowed into Oliver, pinching Oliver’s nipples roughly as he pounded him. Oliver had never felt so full, “oh fuck thank you sir, thank youuuu oh fuck fuck, thank you sir sir sir.” Oliver’s submissive moans were matched by Carlos’ cries of “oo yes yes papi fuck me Simon si si ay dio fuuuuuck papi.” Bracing himself with one hand on the desk, Oliver reached over to jack Carlos off, a move the otherwise insensate barback reciprocated. A messy tangle of bodies and cocks was Oliver’s whole world, he knew he couldn’t last much longer.

Looking up at Mike, Oliver stifled a moan to beg “Sir, I’m so close, can I cum?” Mike didn’t speak, growling his assent to the request as he raced towards his own orgasm. Simon moved Oliver’s clumsy hand off Carlos’ dick to take over with a furiously paced handjob, Oliver began jacking himself off, all four men breathing hard and gritting their teeth.

Carlos was the first domino to fall, letting out a whimper as cum dribbled out of his cock. Simon was next, pulling his cock out of Carlos to bring himself over the edge, shooting his load all over Carlos and Oliver in powerful bursts. Oliver was third, aiming his release upwards to Carlos’ torso, getting just as much on himself. Mike was the last to cum, and the only one to not cum over the men on the desk. With a roar, Mike bottomed out inside of Oliver, stuffing him with cum before carefully pulling out. Oliver tried to sit up and fell back as his orgasm addled body failed him. He tried again, reaching a hand out to Simon, who pulled him up into a kiss, Oliver’s cum drenched chest pressing into his coworker.

Mike lit a cigarette, not caring that he was inside, and took a swig from the bottle still in his hand. Carlos rolled off the desk, grabbing some dishtowels to start wiping himself off. Simon and Oliver continued making out, feeling their aching cocks straining to come back to hardness.