Office Affairs

Landon Conrad arrives early for his appointment and sinks into a chair in the waiting room. He faces Brandon Lewis, that sexy stud, and lets his mind wander. What's hiding under those clothes? How massive is his cock? God, imagine dragging my tongue across every inch of him, then taking that thick shaft deep in my ass. Filthy ideas swarm his thoughts. Brandon, unfazed by the scrutiny, sizes up the newcomer with the same hungry curiosity. His pulse quickens, a quiet thrill building at visions of lips locked around swollen cocks, sucking with wild abandon; tongues probing tight, puckered holes; rigid shafts pounding into slick, eager asses. These strangers undress each other in their heads, picturing rock-hard torsos and flexing muscles laid bare. They wonder about tastes—salty skin, musky heat—scents that cling, sensations that grip, the raw power of a fuck. A shared fantasy leaves them slick with sweat inside tailored suits. Their cocks twitch, hearts hammer, and an urgent ache demands release. Those neckties might choke out reason, but can their lust ever find satisfaction?