My Boss in TNs Fucked My Throat at Work — Two Years of Secret Office Hookups
Published on 15/04/2025
Hey guys —
Here’s a story that actually happened to me, and made me realize just how lucky I can get sometimes.
Name’s Seb. I’m 28, 6 feet tall, about 158 pounds. Lean, in shape, and with a seriously active sex drive — no shame about it. I work in a company with around 150 employees. The IT department? Just one guy at a time. So they regularly bring in interns or trainees. And honestly? A lot of them are seriously hot — probably gym rats.
Anyway.
One morning, I showed up extra early. No one else was in yet. And bam — my work laptop wouldn’t start. Nothing. So I start time on my phone, open up a hookup app just to mess around. No one nearby except one blank profile, no pic, just… there.
My own profile, “tn3love,” makes things clear: submissive slut, hungry for dick. I throw out a quick,
“hey, u horny?”
Not expecting a reply.
Then I figure I might as well drop off the laptop at IT — even if no one’s there yet. But surprise: someone is.
I walk into the office and spot a new face. Young Arab guy, maybe 22, short beard, hazel eyes, black Nike tee, grey TN3 sneakers, muscular arms and chest. Absolute snack.
He introduces himself: Nassim. Says he started yesterday.
“Looks like the new guys get stuck with the early morning shifts, lol.”
He asks what’s up.
I explain the PC issue.
“No problem,” he says. “I’ll loan you a temp one until we fix yours.”
He’s so hot I can’t help but keep the conversation going.
— “Nice TNs, man. Super clean. They look great on you.”
He smirks:
— “Gift from my lady. I got tricks to keep ‘em fresh.”
— “Yeah? Like what?”
— “Secret sauce. Might show you sometime.”
— “You live nearby?”
— “5 minutes away.”
— “With your girlfriend?”
— “Nah, she’s in the UK for university.”
— “That’s gotta be tough.”
— “Yeah, kinda. Got a backup one here, maybe.”
— “Wait, what?”
— “We’re talking. Nothing serious… yet.”
— “And the one in England?”
— “She sends me gifts but doesn’t come down enough for my taste, lol.”
— “Well, thanks for the PC. Have a good one.”
— “You too. I’ll call when yours is fixed.”
I leave the office thinking, damn, he’s kinda wild — talking about his ladies right away. But then…
I check my phone.
Blank profile:
“Get your slut ass back in the office. You’re gonna suck me dry.”
I froze.
Then bolted back.
Heart pounding, I walk into the office again. Nassim smiles.
— “Yeah?”
— “You called?”
— “Lucky me… my second lady’s here. Listen. I’ll be around two years for this internship. We’re gonna see each other a lot — as long as you know how to keep a secret.”
— “No problem.”
— “Then lock the door. Time to work.”
I lock it. He unzips.
Pulls out a thick, half-hard, circumcised 7-inch cock.
I drop to my knees, tongue out.
But he stops me.
“Not yet. Worship your boss first. Clean my TNs.”
I go in, tongue working his grey TN3s like they’re sacred. No shame — I’m loving every second.
After a couple minutes, he grunts:
“Suck.”
and drops his pants.
I start slow — soft licks.
But he grabs my head and shoves it deep down my throat.
“I said suck.”
I go all in. I work his cock like I’ve got something to prove. His hand stays on my head, guiding me, holding me in place. Then he starts facefucking me, faster, deeper. Suddenly he moans and buries it to the root, pumping 5–6 thick shots straight into my throat.
I swallow everything. My new boss’ nectar.
He lets go. I gasp for air.
— “You suck good. From now on, I’ll fuck you whenever and wherever I want. Our little secret. Now kiss my TNs… and get lost.”
I do. I kiss both of his sneakers like a good little bitch.
Then I leave the office with my cock throbbing, rush to the bathroom, and jerk off like crazy — couldn’t believe what just happened.
When I finish, I check the app.
New message:
“Tomorrow. Same time.”
That went on for two years, just like he said.
I’ll tell you about the rest of my story with Nassim next time, men.
💦😈