Boss Man (Pt 2)

"Rutherford!" Mr. Kane called from down the hall. Todd Rutherford cast a frightened glance to his secretary but she looked even more bewildered than he was. "Now," Mr. Kane growled, and Todd jumped out of his chair and started down the hall. 

"Yes Mr. Kane?" Todd said, poking his head into his boss's window-lined office. 

"Get in here and shut the door," Mr. Kane said. The phone on his imposing desk rang and Mr. Kane snatched it from its cradle.

"Speak!" Mr. Kane said into the receiver. "When? Tonight? Not a fucking chance: final answer," he said and lowered his phone. 

"Everything alright sir?" Todd said as he shuffled a step toward Mr. Kane's desk.

"It will be, Rutherford," Mr. Kane said, standing up and hitching his slacks up around his thick, middle-aged muscle-dad waist as he walked around to the front of his desk. "You're about to fuck me in the ass." He began to unbuckle his belt. 

Todd's mouth dropped open. "S-sir?" Todd said as Mr. Kane lowered his slacks and black underwear over his sculpted, powerful ass. 

"I need fucked!" Mr. Kane said. "So you better fuck good, and make me cum before you even think of cumming inside of me." He bent over the desk, back arched, cheeks parting to reveal hole. Mr. Kane looked back at Todd, who hadn't moved a muscle. "Now, Rutherford!" Mr. Kane said, and Todd quickly began to shuck off his pants.

"Yes sir, sorry sir!" Todd said, and tripped trying to take off his slacks. Mr. Kane let out an impatient sigh as Todd got back on his feet.

"For fuck's sake, Rutherford, get that cock out. And lick my hole first, get me ready."

"Absolutely, sir," Todd said, licking his lips as he knelt before his boss's juicy butt. With an excited groan, Todd lapped at Mr. Kane's deep crack.

"Get in there, goddammit!" Mr. Kane said, reaching back to insert Todd's face between his massive cheeks. Todd fell forward until his tongue found Mr. Kane's slick, musky hole. "Tongue me deep, Rutherford," Mr. Kane said as he rode his ass against his subordinate's tongue. "Get me horny for that cock, I haven't got all day."

Todd ate out his boss like his job depended on it, drawing quick breaths before losing himself in the mass of Mr. Kane's king-sized ass, his boss's tight hole opening under the insistence of his tongue until finally Mr. Kane let out a subtle groan. 

"Lube!" Mr. Kane said, and pointed to a jar on his desk. Todd stepped forward to get it but again stumbled on the pants around his ankles.

"Jesus, Rutherford. Take those off. Do I have to do everything myself?" Mr. Kane said, picking up the jar and scooping some thick lube onto his fingers. He sunk his lubed-up fingers into his hole. 

"Sorry sir!" Todd said, kicking off his pants and stripping off his shirt at the same time. "Coming sir!" he said, hard cock waving around as he got completely naked. 

Mr. Kane shook his head with disapproval, holding his outstretched, lube-covered hand to Todd's approaching erection. "When I say I want cock in me now, I want it in me now," Mr. Kane said as he massaged the lube onto Todd's thick rod.

"Oh fuck sir," Todd said, voice thick with pleasure at the feel of his boss's slick hand encasing his throbbing prick. "I swear I'll do better next time...oh, fuck..."

"If there is a next time, Rutherford," Mr. Kane said, and released Todd's cock. "Now: one slow thrust inside. then you rail me till I cum. Understood?" he said as he bent over his desk again. Todd took in the sight before him - twin mounds of prime muscle ass framed by Mr. Kane's suit jacket and the hems of his shirt, a pink hole that looked as inviting as any he'd ever fucked.

"Yes, sir. One slow thrust then pound you till you cum," Todd said as he lined up his cock to his boss's hole.

"Slowly, Rutherford!" Mr. Kane added, huffing from a small silver bottle as Todd started to slide himself inside. Mr. Kane - power player, who domineered at meetings and jet-setted from one office to another - was now Todd's fuck toy, and it was perhaps this thought that made Todd slide in a little too quickly and eagerly. Mr. Kane's famously bellowing voice stopped him.

"I said slowly, goddammit," Mr. Kane said, and Todd paused, giving his boss's hole a moment to adjust around his prong. "Ahh...fuck, there you go, Rutherford," Mr. Kane said, taking another hit of executive poppers. "Inch it in, don't push - let me take it...fuck!" he called out as Todd's balls nestled against his ass. Mr. Kane reached back to feel his subordinate's nuts. "I know you've got a good load in there for me, don't you, Rutherford?"

"Oh, yes sir," Todd said, breathless at the feel of Mr. Kane's hole clenching around his fat cock, at the sight of the man's splayed ass, pierced by his piece. "My wife's out of town, I haven't fucked her in over a week."

"And you haven't jacked off at all? Not even once? It's one of our policies, you know. Strictly enforced," Mr. Kane said as he massaged Todd's cock from the inside.

"No sir, I...well...I did fuck my secretary on Tuesday - I, uh, we were drunk and..." 

Mr. Kane reached for his desk phone. Todd heard Mr. Kane's assistant, Bette, answer.

"Rutherford's secretary: fire her," Mr. Kane said, and hung up.

"I...Mr. Kane, I'm so sorry..."

"Stop simpering and fuck me, Rutherford. And you better fuck me harder than you fucked your secretary, understand?"

"Yes sir!" Todd said, grabbing Mr. Kane's hips and thrusting as deep as he could. Todd was in awe of his boss's wrath, and the feel of his tight cunt hugging his cock.

"Harder!" Mr. Kane said, bracing himself against the desk. Todd pounded as hard as he ever had but it didn't seem to be enough for Mr. Kane. So Todd went harder, pile-driving his boss, using all his weight to try and make a dent in Mr. Kane's solid stature. Finally Mr. Kane began to make small, satisfied sounds. Mr. Kane reached into the lube jar again and slicked up his small cock.

"Stroke me while you fuck," Mr. Kane said. Todd fumbled, trying to reach around his boss's massive frame and ram him at the same time. Mr. Kane thrust back onto him. "Goddammit, Rutherford, don't stop. Fuck me hard and make me cum and do it before I throw your ass out on the street!"

"Sorry sir!" Todd cried out, jacking his boss's dick and jackhammering that expensive muscle ass until sweat began to drip down his brow. "Oh, sir, I'm getting close."

"Hold it deep when you cum, deep as you can. You hear me you piece of shit, you fucking peon?" Mr. Kane said, his backward thrusts matching Todd's as Todd held onto his boss's hips for dear life. "Shoot that nut in my guts and knock me up or I'll fire you, you fuck!" Mr. Kane screamed as his cock began to shoot jets of wad on his mahogany desk and gold-tipped pens. 

"I'm cumming sir!" Todd said, pushing deep and holding it as his balls unloaded into his boss's ass, three days worth of seed that he was sure would do the boss proud.

"There better be cum dripping out of me the rest of the day, Rutherford," Mr. Kane said as he lifted his pants back over his ass adjusted his tie. "If not you better get ready to give me another load before the day is out. Understood?"

"Yes sir!" Todd said as Mr. Kane took his natural position behind the desk.

"And no more loads for your secretary, understood? You save any excess cum for me and me alone," Mr. Kane said.

"I'm sorry again, sir," Todd said as he fumbled with his belt. "Thank you. I mean, it'll never happen again. I mean, whatever you want, sir."