“Are you a liar too?” Ben teased him, and he closed his eyes, dropping his fork.
“You’re my first after her,” he said.
“I remember. I’m your first lots of things.”
“Don’t remind me.” Thomas groaned.
“I like to remind you.” Ben dropped his voice to a whisper. “And I like to remember too.”
“I’m at work,” he warned.
“I’m not.”
“Are you…” He couldn’t even ask, but Ben answered him anyway with a low moan. Thomas adjusted himself, shifting his weight beneath the cover of his desk within the secrecy of his office. “What exactly are you remembering?”
“How thick your cock is.” Ben answered, and then moaned again, no longer trying to hide what he was doing on the other end of the call. “How it stretches me out when you fuck me.”
“What else?”
“Thomas.”
“What else?” he asked again.
“I’m fantasizing now,” Ben panted. “About eating your ass and then burying myself inside of your hole.”
“I’m at work,” he said again, palming his quickly growing erection and trying to will it away.
“Now I’m thinking about eating your ass and burying myself inside of you in your office. On your desk. Like in the movies, when they…” Ben trailed off, and if Thomas strained, he could hear Ben’s hand working up and down his cock. “Is your desk big?”
“Yes.” He undid his fly and pulled his cock out of the hole in his boxers. It wasn’t much, but he got a hold on himself and followed suit.
“Do you ever wonder what it would feel like to have me inside of you?”
He arched off his seat, balls already hot and tight in their sac. “More often than not.”
“We can try it.”
“Okay,” he rasped.
“Really?”
He nodded, even though Ben couldn’t hear his agreement, and he moaned when he came as quiet as he could keep himself. He knew Ben heard that because under his breath he muttered a curse, and Thomas knew he’d also found his release. Thomas gave himself a handful of breaths to steady himself, then wiped his hand on a brown paper napkin from the sandwich stand and tucked himself back into his slacks. His cock was far from soft and his mood far from sated, but it would have to hold him over.
“Really, really?” Ben asked again.
“Yes.”
“Tomorrow, then? You can meet Lara and as a reward for surviving her, I’ll show you how good it feels to have a tongue and a cock inside your asshole,” Ben promised.
Thomas balled up the soiled napkin and tossed it in the wire trash can under his desk before offering Ben his approval…and his consent.
“It’s a date.”
CHAPTER21
BEN
Ben was nervous,and Lara wouldn’t stop laughing at him.
