“No!” Doby smacked the computer monitor, horrified at what he had just done. He was going to be fired. There was no two ways about it. And Doby would deserve it for trying to take care of something this personal on company time. “Jessica, get in here.”
Doby's stomach rolled. He felt like he was going to be sick.
“What is it?” Jessica quickly walked into Doby’s cubicle as he bounced from foot to foot, biting his nails to the quick. As soon as she was inside the small space, Doby grabbed her arm and pointed toward his computer.
“Get it back!” Oh god, he was so screwed. If anyone received that email, he was going to be the laughing stock of the office. It was bad enough that he wasn’t the most popular guy around, but this would seal his fate as being the biggest loser to work at Michelson’s Inc. in like, forever.
“Are you referring to your email?” Jessica asked as she dropped into Doby’s seat and began to click away on the keyboard.
“Yes. Get it back, hurry.” Smacking his forehead with the palm of his hand continuously, Doby began to pace again in the small confines of his work space, stopping every few seconds to peer over Jessica’s shoulder. “Did you get it?”
How could he have done something this stupid?
“Hang on, sweetie.” Jessica clicked the mouse a few times, sighing as she looked up at him with hesitation in her big brown eyes. “I recalled it, now we have to wait and see. What did you send this time?”
Doby rolled his eyes. Jessica had taught him how to recall emails but he could never remember the proper steps. This one had to be recalled. His worst nightmare was that a CEO would get the damn email. Then he wouldn’t be just a laughingstock of the office, but fired as well. Maybe they would bring charges against him, too.
This was so not his day.
“I meant to cut and paste into the little box for my personal ad in the paper but put it in an email instead.” Doby wailed the last part. He may not be the most popular guy here, but he did like his job. He didn’t want to get fired over something like this. His mother would kill him.
“Who did I send it to?” Please don’t let it be the president or any other big wig in the company. He crossed his fingers as he waited for Jessica to answer him.
Jessica turned back around and clicked again, shaking her head ominously. Doby could feel his heart squeezing in his chest at her reaction. “The recall was unsuccessful, honey,” she said as she spun around to look at him. She snickered as she tapped the screen. “You sent it to Taylor McKinley. What was in it?”
Doby ignored Jessica’s repeated request to know the emails contents. It had been something he was curious about and thought he would try. But Taylor McKinley? God no, not his supervisor! This just wasn’t happening. It couldn’t be. All of the sudden there wasn’t enough oxygen in the place as Doby felt his lungs burning to inhale a large lungful of air.
“I can always open it up and see, if you aren’t willing to spill the beans to me.” Jessica raised a finely arched brow in challenge.
“Fine.” Doby waved his hand at the computer. He had more pressing things to worry about then Jessica finding out about his little fantasy—like Taylor finding out. Maybe he could send out another email saying it was a gag or something. Would that work? Would Taylor believe him?
He had to think.
Think damn it!
"Now, for your next punishment, Doby," Taylor said as he waved his hand at his jutting cock. "I want you to suck my cock without coming. If you do come, you won't be allowed to suck my cock again for the entire weekend."
Doby's eyes rounded as they snapped up to meet Taylor's. Taylor knew he had tapped into one of Doby's kinks. He had suspected that Doby was very oral while feeding him dinner. The man took every opportunity to lick Taylor's fingers as Taylor was feeding him.
Doby loved to suck cock.
Taylor just wondered if he was any good at it.
"Yes, sir," Doby said as he leaned forward. But he stopped just as his breath blew out over Taylor's naked cock. "Sir?"
"How am I supposed to suck you off with my hands cuffed?"
Taylor smirked. "With your mouth."
Taylor spread his legs a little wider when Doby leaned forward. There really wasn’t much room between his legs for Doby to be comfortable with handcuffs on, but Taylor knew his sub would manage.
Doby made an attempt at leaning forward, and almost fell directly into Taylor’s cock, but caught himself just in time. He glanced up at Taylor for the briefest second, and then his eyes shot back down at Taylor’s hardness, as if trying to work the problem with sucking cock while handcuffed out in his mind.
“You can take your time, Doby,” Taylor said when he saw a frown forming between Doby’s eyebrows. “This isn’t a test.”
“I know, sir. It’s just—” Doby attempted to lean forward again, this time catching the tip of Taylor’s cock between his lips.
“Use your hands.”
Doby brought the bound hands up, placing the cool metal of the cuffs on Taylor’s inner thighs. Taylor hissed softly, his cock jerking just seeing the handcuffs attached to Doby’s wrists. Oh yeah, that flat-out did it for him.
Telling Doby he could use his hands seemed to relax his sub. Doby opened his mouth wider, taking a little more length between his lips. Taylor’s arm slid from the arm of the chair, his fingers casually playing in Doby’s silky brown hair.
Taylor felt Doby's tongue lick up the side of his cock, the cuffs softly jingling together. Taylor was going to come just from the sound alone. Doby’s wet and warm mouth was only the icing on the cake.
“Open wider, Doby.”
Doby obeyed, his tongue licking around the crown of Taylor’s cock eagerly as Taylor slid a few more inches inside. When Doby reached up to grab Taylor’s erection, the metal of the cuffs brushed against the edge of Taylor's cock.
He took in a long breath, staving off his orgasm for as long as he possibly could. It had been too long since Taylor had played with a sub, even longer since he had cuffed one. He was not going to let this moment end too soon.
Taylor curled his fingers around the base of his erection, squeezing tightly as Doby licked and moaned at the pre-cum that was dripping, seeming to work entirely off of instinct. His cock filled Doby’s mouth as Taylor slid forward in the chair. His other hand gripped the back of Doby’s hair, holding the man in place as he began a slow and leisurely thrusting motion. Doby’s mouth was so fucking perfect that Taylor could have kept his cock inside the hot mouth all night.
Small noises escaped from the back of Doby’s throat, and for a moment Taylor thought that Doby was choking. But when he looked down, Doby’s eyes were wonderfully glazed and there was a slight curve on either side of his mouth.
The man was actually smiling!
Taylor knew Doby would be the perfect sub.
Doby began to bob his head, taking Taylor in and out of his mouth in earnest. As badly as Taylor wanted this to last, the man was too damn good at sucking him off. Taylor tensed, feeling his balls draw up to his body as his fingers tightened in Doby’s hair.
“Get ready,” Taylor said as his orgasm exploded and his seed splashed down Doby’s throat. The handcuffs rubbed over Taylor’s cock, and he could have sworn he saw stars as he gritted his teeth and let go of Doby’s hair.