The Office

I would bring Darren into my office and make him watch the video. I would make him kneel and apologise, and admit he was a secret bumboy, and I'd make him beg for my spunk anytime I wanted to give it to him, and then I would have him on my desk, just exactly as the plumber was doing before my eyes.
"Uh, uh uh uh ahhh ahh ohhh ohhhh God, ohhh Sir your cock!"
"Yeah, you love it up you don't you boy? Mm?"
"Yes Sir!" Darren moaned as the man began fucking him harder. Creakcreakcreakcreakcreakcreakcreak my desk swayed a little, to and fro, under the hard pounding the man was giving Darren.

Finally the man shuddered and with a long gasping breath he went still, his testicles pumping thick sperm along his huge fat dick to spill and spurt and ooze inside Darren's nude body. He lay on top of Darren motionless, enjoying his long long orgasm, and Darren humbly waited for the man's penis to finish draining into him. The man started pumping again, banging the last cum inside Darren's bare ass, getting the last enjoyment from his cock. Creak creak creak schlop schloop creak creak schlap schop his wet spunky drooping thick bare manhood slithered in and out of Darren, right there on my desk, and finally he pulled out, a flood of his sperm farting from that pink well-fucked bottom, dribbling over Darren's bare cheeks and dripping on the desk.
The man flopped his big bare cock away and fastened his clothing, nodding contentedly. He knew he'd fucked that skinny boy good.

He left, and I watched Darren wiping up semen from my desk with toilet roll, scrubbing and cleaning and checking that there was no evidence remaining. I smiled. I had all the evidence I needed to guarantee me at least one orgasm a day from now on.
I rewound the tape and I wanked myself off, allowing my own hefty manly cock to explode at the same time as the man's did.

Unfortunately, I had forgotten that I had an appointment the following night, so I would not be able to bang my little slut full of thick spunk. Instead I had to set up the camera again and hope for another horny performance. I called in at the office late to collect the camera, but I couldn't wait to see if I had captured any secret gay sex. I rewound it, and watched on the tiny monitor. As usual, Darren working alone, typing, probably on a gay chat site. Twice he made calls on his mobile. And then, yes, at last, he heard a knock at the door, probably a secret signal, 'knock six times, then pause, then twice more and i'll let you in, to bum me', something along those lines. he went out of view, to answer the door.

Darren entered my gloomy office, but I could not see the man he had brought with him, he stood out of shot, muttering instructions, I just saw Darren standing there, head bowed, as if being told off. I turned up the volume as much as it would go, and over the static hiss I could hear Darren say "Yes Sir, right away Sir." And then he pulled down his pants. It was the first time I had glimpsed his penis, and it was a tiny pathetic little willy, like a little boy's. He turned the chair round for bending over, but this time he bent over it facing the camera, so I couldn't see his little bottom. He gripped the edge of the seat and I saw his legs open. He was biting his lip nervously. I wondered why. Next I heard a swish and a crack and Darren jumped, wincing, tears coming to his eyes straight away. "One." He said. The sound came again, and again he jumped, knuckles whitening as he squeezed the chair hard in pain. "Two."

I hit slow motion, and this time saw, just about, the blur as the cane decended hard onto his bared arse. "Three." I put it on normal speed for the rest, enjoying the scene, my cock hard in my pants. I unfastened my trousers and quickly pullled them down to my ankles, bare arse on the office chair, my prick throbbing as I watched Darren's face gasp and yelp and count aloud each stroke of the cane. I decided to rewind it, and give myself one firm wank, up and down the shaft, for each stroke of the cane.
I looked closely at Darren's face, eyes watering, mouth open, and I imagined I was wanking into his mouth. He was given twenty strokes of the cane, and then the punisher finally came into view to give that sore bare bottom a pumping.
The man was wearing a tatty old jumper and faded cordueroy pants which were pulled just under his wrinkled old bare bum, exposing huge drooping testicles and a big cock, which he slapped Darrens' bottom with.

"Ohhh you fucking bitch. You little fucking bitch. I'm gonna cum in your arsehole for what you've done. How could you spread your legs for my best friend? You dirty slag. Here! Here, take this!" The old man pushed his penis into Darren and began humping him fast, really drilling him, and in no time he spurted his cum in Darren's naked bottom, and pulled out his cock. Next I got a good clear view of the man, as he continued spanking Darrens' bare bum, really spanking it hard, his drooping old nob swaying around as he slapped that nude bottom over and over, and Darren counted out loud each one, wincing and jerking on the chair as he was punished.

The old man's penis became hard again, well, semi, drooping at about the four o'clock position, but his bell end had bulged out of his wrinkly foreskin, so he was obviously ready for a bit more buggering. He got back behind Darren and worked his bare penis back into Darren's bum and started humping hard.
"Ohh you fucking slut, you fucking little slut, you've made grandad horny again you dirty bitch."
"Uh uh ohhh grandad, fuck me hard grandad with your big big penis."
I knew it wasn't his real Grandfather, as he'd passed away years before, but the fantasy turned me on.

'Grandad' pumped away hard and soon those big drooping old balls with white frizzy hairs tensed up and emptied another spoonful of cum into Darrens' bottom.
The old man pulled out and yanked up his pants, I heard the slap as his floppy cock slapped his belly and disappeared into his pants.
The old man left, having had his wicked way with that young smooth naked arse.

But that wasn't the end of the tape. I expected, once the old chap had gone, that Darren would pull up his pants and get back to work as usual, but this time he just waited there, bent over, legs apart. About five minutes later another guy came in, about eighteen maybe, spotty and skinny, and he dropped his tracksuit bottoms and inserted his penis, and shuddered and gasped and emptied his balls without even having to pump his cock once. He just stood there with his dick buried in that bare bottom, waiting for the pleasure to pass, his young rock hard penis oozing out thick cum in one long steady stream.

He pulled out and rushed out, a bit embarressed, and I could see Darren was blushing too. He waited again, and the next one to come in was a man, in his fifties, wearing a suit. He pulled down his zip and mounted Darren hard. Darren gasped as he was penetrated, the man's bare cock stabbing inside him all the way, and the man held him down and fucked him, brutally banging him deep and fast. Darren was gasping and wincing as the stranger fucked his arse hard, seemingly trying to hurt him with his cock, and enjoying the power. As he banged, he undid his pants and they slid down his hairy legs. He was sweating. He leaned forwards, lying on top of Darren's bare back, still humping away, and grabbed Darrens' neck, hissing into his ear,
"i'm gonna breed you boy, i'm gonna pump all my jizz in you, gonna fill your tight ass full of cum."

The man stood up again, shagging harder, squeezing Darren's nude bottom hard with his fingers as he watched his own cock going in and out. I wished I could see it, he must've had a big one. He grabbed Darren's shoulders to thrust deeper and harder when he was ready to cum, pulling him back hard onto his pounding cock, as his tie flapped around, Darren's bottom bounced and shook, the chair shuddered wildly, the man's grunting became louder and quicker and then finally, with a triumphant groan the man slammed deep and let his thick penis release his cum. He held Darren's naked body down hard, holding him still as he enjoyed his massive orgasm, started pumping again, pumping out all his semen, then he pulled out and left.
That was it, Darren started putting on his clothes again, looking knackered. Understandably.

Well, I had no meetings the next night. No plans. I went home, and I woke up, and then fucked my wife, making her bend over the end of the bed for it, and as I pushed into her with my pants round my ankles I imagined it was Darren lying there, face down, legs apart obediently, and my naked erection was thrusting into his bottom, pumping deeeeep in his anus. What made it more exciting was knowing it was really going to happen. I was going to bend my staff member over and I was going to fuck him. I thrust hard, watching my wife's bottom bounce as she lay there and took my fucking, and I came damn close, at the point of orgasm, to actually shouting Darren's name!