Happy Meat E3 | My straight coworkers find out I'm gay and I become just a piece of meat to them
Everyone is over the age of 18
Continued directly from the last story…
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“Are you...?” I start as Dante walks away from us, holding his white shirt to avoid the mess I made on him.
Where the fuck are my pants?
“You got a goddamn super-soaker, man.” Silas makes a grab for my junk again and I swat his hand away.
I just jizzed on my coworker.
“He's fine. It's cum. It's not going to burn a hole in his skin.”
“I don't know about that.” I stare at the back door of the fast food restaurant where we work. “You think he's going to come back?”
“He did say he was going to make you pay.” Silas shrugs. “Maybe he’s making you a burger right now. Special sauce!” He laughs loudly at his own joke, and I continue to look nervously at the door. “Where's he going to go without his pants?” Silas points at the clothes on the ground.
“Where are my pants?” I ask as I look around.
My coworker shrugs with a sly smirk and sits down on Dante’s pants. When he leans back on his palms, his cock swings upwards.
Still hard.
Like, really hard. Not like he just shot a bunch of cum a couple feet into the air. The defined curve is still intact.
“You soft is bigger than me hard,” Silas says while giving himself a couple strokes. “Is Dante talking shit? Women like that or is it too big?”
“Um…” I don't have sex with women.
“There's gotta be a size where it's too big. I mean, Dante was just saying he never gets enough go-time to finish. Same with you? You fucking came fast though. You got a long distance girl too?”
“Uh… yeah,” I say. “Same thing.”
I wasn't even convinced with the way I said it.
“You really a virgin?” Silas probes. “No, you don't act like one.” I watch the calculations run behind his eyes. “Oh shit! You're a homo.”
My heart literally stops as he reads the situation perfectly.
“Yeah? That makes so much sense! Dude, I thought you were fucking weird. But you just like cock!” he says. “Wait. Rate mine.” Silas wiggles his hips, and his cock waves flirtatiously.
“Um... I …”
The clunky backdoor opens and I catch a glimpse of Dante’s glossy dark skin before I snap my head away.
He's naked.
And… wet?
“Don't say a fucking word, you cocksuckers.” His voice approaches. “Motherfucking paper towel here is a joke. Dries nothing.”
“You can use Oli’s pants.” Silas points to a dark area to the left of where the building’s back lights illuminate.
Fucker.
Dante picks up my pants and dries his lower half with it, first patting down his legs and then focusing on the crotch.
“This is for nuttin’ on me.” The black man flosses my pants in between his legs, and then chucks them back into the dark.
“Fair enough,” I sigh and head to grab them.
“Hey.” Dante’s hand on my chest stops me, and I worry that he can feel how hard my heart is pounding. “Fuck that. If I have to be naked, then you too.”
“Where's your shirt?” Silas says from the ground.
“Got wet when I was hosing myself down of your weak ass batter, bitch!” Dante says to him, hand still on my chest. “Do you have your bare ass on my pants?”
“Uh huh.” Silas says with a smirk. “Hey this bare ass don't belong on the hard concrete.” He turns to flash us and in disgust, Dante pushes me away. “You know Oli sucks dick?”
“Really?” Dante asks, staring right at me, and I feel my face burning.
“Yeah, maybe he can suck you off and then it'll be even,” Silas says.
“I ain't a homo,” Dante says. “Get off my pants.”
“Hey.” Silas stands up. “It's not homo. Used to have this gay guy suck me off all the time back home. It’s only homo if you do the sucking.”
Both pairs of eyes scan me, and I suddenly feel like a piece of meat at the market.
“He's getting hard again.”
“Ah!” Silas’ fist closes around my shaft.
“Looks like you're the one who loves dicks. You keep touching them,” Dante says. “And you're still boned, fucker.”
“Long distance relationship.” Silas shrugs. “I got months backed up. You wanna suck my dick, Oli?” He grabs my wrist, and leads it to his crotch.
Oh fuck, it doesn’t just look rock hard, it feels like it too.
“Ain't cheating if it's with a man. Grab it like you mean it, man. Oh…” Silas moans.
“Fucking gay shit right here,” Dante says. In the corner of my eye, I see him touch his large schlong.
“If you're anything like my gay friend back home, you gonna know how to give a mean blowjob,” Silas says to me. “Go on. Give it a little taste.”
His eyes captivate me, and I can only see Dante observing us from my periphery vision.
“Go on,” Silas repeats. His eyes get further away from mine as I sink to my knees. “Nice and easy.” My eyes stay glued to his as his salty manhood touches my lips.
His lower lip trembles.
“OHHhh…” His hard shape penetrates my mouth. It's as hard as a popsicle, albeit with a strong curve. “Oh yeah…”
“Oh shit, he really is a cocksucker,” Dante says above me.
“I know one when I see one. The balls, dude.” He spreads his legs wider as I cup his tight nuts, and I feel the minuscule movements of his meat throbbing against my tongue. “You're going to want to try this, man.”
“Nah, I don't like blowjobs.”
“What?” Silas humps my mouth as he talks. “What's there to not like about a blowjob?”
“GuhhHHh!” He’s not big, but certain angles still get him pretty deep.
“Waste of my time. I can barely cum in a pussy. Blowjobs are long and boring.”
“Yeah, chicks are shitty at blowjobs, to be honest. They don't want to do it. But look at our guy Oli here.”
I knew that was my time to put on a show. I swirled my head in a frenzy, twisting up his hard shaft and spiralling back down with as much spit I could generate.
“Oh fuck…yes…”
“Damn, fucker,” Dante says with a tone of being impressed.
“You wanna try?”
“Yeah.”
I pop off Silas' dick and turn around, messily knocking my face into Dante’s big piece of meat until I get it into my mouth.
“MMMM…” I moan as the much thicker piece of man slides in between my lips.
It's… so much more satisfying.
I can't swirl all the way down like I can with Silas.
About half way, his large tip bumps against the back of my throat. I add my left hand to help, simulating what it should feel like to have it all in my mouth.
“Fuck…” Dante says. “Damn.”
“Yeah?” I feel Silas’s wet cock tip on my ear. “I swear, the gays get so fucking hungry around cock.”
“Guh!” I choke myself on the big black dick. “Guh! Guh!”
Silas is right.
I love cock.
Big. Hard. Cock.
While keeping the same rhythm going on Dante, I feel around Silas’s leg until I find his smaller cock. I stroke it rapidly as I get my fill on the bigger man’s dick.
“He's not bad…” Dante groans, and I feel even more drive to impress him. “Oh!” I shove his cock down my throat. It's nowhere near the point of taking him fully, but it might be the most he's ever felt.
I would know. We have the same size cock.
“Fuck… can I get some again?”
I think about switching back to Silas, but my brain tells me to keep sucking the magnificent giant dick in my mouth.
“Oh yes…” Dante grabs my head and follows my efforts to take his snake. “Mmm…mmm…mmm…”
“Come on, man. Share. I want to bust soon.” Silas’ steel-hard cock twitches in my hand.
Not yet.
I bob with determination on the cock that makes my jaw hurt.
“Come on…” Silas starts to squirm out of my grip.
Not yet.
I spiral on the big black cock again, adding a rougher twist at the deepest I can go.
“Oh fuck, I'm cumming,” Silas gasps.
“Not on me, bitch!” Dante says.
“Ah!”
I quickly switch cocks, and as soon as Silas enters my mouth, he explodes.
“AhHHh!”
“MMM!” Rapid jets of cum shoot into the back of my throat, making me gag. “GUhH!”
“Fuck. Fuck! AhhHh!” He shoves his dick deep in my mouth, and my nose is prickled by his freshly shaved pubes. “Ah.. yes…fuck…swallow it…swallow it…”
As soon as I feel like he's done, I go back to sucking Dante’s cock. It has obviously softened without my continued efforts, but my drive to have him nut in my mouth gives me the will to try again.
“I'm not going to cum like this,” Dante says. “I never cum from a blowjob.”
“He's got more than one hole,” Silas says breathlessly.