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Photo Story Commission #2
🕑 Added 2025-04-21 17:14:58 +0000 UTCHere's our second Photo Story Commission Winner - this brilliant photo was selected by Danny and this is his story idea too! You can find the delicious guy in this pic on X/Twitter @savagepapillon
It was never the wisest move to develop a poor reputation in the office, but Dylan had developed the worst reputation. He was known by hundreds of employees as the office slut, and he was so proud of his title that he played up to it on a daily basis.
Dylan had always been a good looking guy, but by the time he hit his late twenties, he was more handsome than he'd ever been, his body was toned to perfection, and he had the juiciest bubble butt of any guy he'd ever met. Every day, he wore the tightest suit pants he could wrestle himself into, using his ample butt to lure any new guys he could convince to hookup with him.
To say Dylan was a thirsty, horny slut was an understatement, but Dylan got more than he bargained for one Wednesday afternoon one a new guy from the sales team had a tour of the office.
Dylan had been feeling restless since lunch. He'd chosen a blue shirt and his tightest pair of black suit pants for work that day with a slutty surprise underneath, but so far, no one seemed the least bit interested in hooking up, not even a blow job.
It was just gone three when Patrick walked past his desk with a handsome blonde guy that Dylan had never seen before. He had green eyes, tanned skin and incredibly broad shoulders.
"Patrick, can I run something by you?" Dylan yelled as he jumped up from his desk and sauntered towards Patrick and the new guy.
Patrick whispered something to the hunky blonde guy, who quickly laughed and then tried to hide it.
"What's up, Dylan? This is our new sales guy, Adam."
Dylan smiled and held out a hand. "Nice to meet you, Adam."
Adam politely shook his hand, but didn't melt like most guys normally did with Dylan.
"Where are you joining us from?" Dylan asked with his warmest smile, his shoulders back to push his pecs further forward.
"Insure Me," Adam said with a shrug. "Looking forward to getting started here."
Dylan decided that he needed to pull out the big guns . . . or in his case, big buns! Adam was sexy as hell and there was no way that he was going to allow him to walk away without even getting his number.
"Oh god, oops!" Dylan said with a smile as his pen tumbled to the floor. "Let me grab that"
Dylan turned his back to Adam giving him a full view of his thick bubble butt encased in the skin tight black suit pants. He knew how incredible his ass in looked in these pants. They were one of his oldest pairs, and he couldn't imagine how horny Adam would be seeing his ass bent over in all its glory.
But as Adam bent over to grab the pen, there was an almighty RRRRIIIIIIPPPPPPPPPP that was immediately followed by an eerie silence in the office.
"Oh fuck, did I just . . ."
Dylan's hands flew to his butt and he couldn't believe one of his favourite pairs of suit pants had ripped right down the rear seam, his bare cheeks on show, but worse, his leopard print thong was also on show. Patrick and Adam had an unrestricted view to his meaty cheeks and his slutty thong.
Despite the embarrassment, Dylan felt his cock start to harden in the tight confines of the thong pouch and his suit pants.
"I can't believe my pants ripped," Dylan said aloud, standing up and turning so that his ass was no longer on show to Patrick and Adam.
"That's what you wanted, wasn't it?" Patrick said with a smile that felt a little dangerous. "Turn back around and let Adam see that ass of yours. You wanted to show it off."
Dylan laughed and even to himself, it sounded breathless. "I think I should probably head home and change."
"Not at all, turn around," Patrick said, more authority in his tone this time.
Dylan's dick throbbed at the command and he found himself turning back around, his hands still holding the flaps of material as closed as he could over his cheeks.
"Don't be shy, Dylan," Patrick said before leaning forward, grabbing the waistband of Dylan's pants and yanking them as hard as he could. Dylan stumbled as another loud rip filled the air and his pants were torn completely off of his body.
"Looks like someone is enjoying this," Patrick grinned at the sight of Dylan's cock barely contained in the small pouch of his leopard print thong.
"He really is a slut," Adam said in awe.
Before Dylan could argue with him, another two guys emerged from their cubicles, Louis and Van. Both of them played soccer for the office team and both of them had toned bodies. They'd both fucked Dylan on multiple occasions and Dylan couldn't believe that he now had such an audience.
"It looks like Dylan had a new flirting technique," Van said with a chuckle.
"It's a little more on the nose than usual, but I like it," Louis said, stepping forward and slapping Dylan's ass.
Dylan couldn't stop the moan that left his lips and the four guys immediately noticed.
"You enjoying all this attention, Dyl?" Van said stepping forward and wrapping his hand around the thick bulge in Dylan's thong.
Dylan just whimpered and nodded.
"Want me to get you off?" Van whispered in Dylan's ear.
Despite being in the middle of the the office with four of his colleagues, Dylan couldn't stop himself from nodding. Now he was so exposed, he wanted their attention, he wanted to cum, he was desperate.
Van started jerking Dylan off through the thong whilst Louis stepped forwarded and ripped Dylan's shirt wide open, before yanking it from his body,
"Much better," Louis said with a satisfied grin. "I need to see those pecs."
Dylan let himself moan as Louis wrapped his lips around one of Dylan's nipples. Meanwhile, Van unbuttoned and unzipped his own suit pants, freeing his cock and stroking it, whilst he continued to jerk Dylan.
Louis followed suit, his lips and teeth teasing Dylan's nipples as he stroked himself.
Patrick's dick was throbbing inside his boxer shorts and he unzipped himself and fished his cock out through his fly, groaning as he ran his hand up and down the length of his shaft.
"Don't worry, Adam. You can join in," Patrick said with a shrug.
Adam hungrily watched the four men as he let his own suit pants drop to his ankles, his hard cock poking through the fly of his boxer shorts.
Dylan watched the four sexy guys jerking off as Van continued to stroke him to the point of no return. Dylan's legs were like jelly as his balls tightened against his body.
"Fuck, Van, I'm so close. I'm gonna . . . fuck . . . I'm gonna . . ."
Louis ripped Dylan's thong from his body and Van immediately gripped Dylan's bare cock, stroking it twice, which was all Dylan needed to blow his load, cum flying over his thighs and shoes as he moaned and panted.
"Fuck yeah," Van growled, pushing Dylan to his knees.
Dylan slumped backwards slightly, his hands resting on the floor behind him, his back arched.
Van was right on the edge and the sight of Dylan blowing his load tipped him over. With a few quick strokes of his beer can cock, Van growled again and shot his load all over Dylan's chest and stomach.
"Now that's a fucking good idea," Lous said with a chuckle, stepping closer to Dylan and panting for breath as he unloaded over Dylan's face and chest.
"Fuck yes," Patrick moaned, his own balls tightening against his body as he felt the first rope of cum fly from his body and join the loads all over Dylan's chest.
Dylan stuck his tongue out as Patrick unloaded all over him, and Adam then joined in, whimpering and moaning as the biggest load yet painted Dylan's face, chest and thighs.
The four guys took a second to recover before they all zipped up and left Dylan still kneeling on the floor covered in cooling cum.
"Another busy afternoon I see, Dylan."
Dylan gasped as his boss, Michael walked out of his office. "I, uh, need to head home and get some clothes, Sir."
Michael laughed. "I don't think so. Clean yourself up and get back to work, slut."
Dylan watched Michael go back into his office. This day had taken an unexpected turn and Dylan wondered if this would maybe become the new norm. In just his socks and polished dress shoes, Dylan carefully got to his feet and headed towards the restroom to clean off the multiple loads of cum and head back to work.
Once a slut, always a slut!
