Callen was starved. He hadn't had sex for months; it was partly because he had no real place to stay at the moment and partly because he was so busy at work. Callen knew he was straight at heart, but at the moment, if he was honest, he would fuck anything with a good hole, a hole big enough for his 10" monster of a dick. Callen also found that lately, strangely, as he would watch his mate, Sam Hanna, boxing outside his office, in no shirt, his pants would start to rise. Until one day it came to a head, he couldn't hold it in anymore.
As Callen sat in his office and watched his team mate flexing his huge guns, and observed the beads of sweat rolling down Hanna's body he had to do something about it. It felt wrong, but he couldn't help himself. He unzipped his jeans and took out his hard cock. He spat on his hand and began to wank himself back and forth. He wanked harder and harder, faster and faster, he closed his eyes and imagined Hanna's hot body. He was totally engrossed in his dirty fantasy. Then he was brought back to the real world very quickly. He heard his door crash open. He opened his eyes, and there at his door stood Hanna, mouth open wide, there was a moment of silence before Hanna spoke. "What's going on man?" Callen stuttered "erm, well, erm, look man I haven't had sex for a long time and you were like, you know, just there. Sorry." Hanna stood frozen for a moment. "Oh so you were wanking over me were you, you dirty fucking fag, right well we are going to have to punish you aren't we." Hanna approached a scared Callen and then from around the side of the desk he grabbed his collar and lifted him out of his chair. He threw Callen onto the desk, leant forward and kissed him roughly.
Callen kissed back, shocked by what was happening. Then Hanna stood up and peeled his shirt off, Callen did the same, then they returned to kissing, Hanna could feel Callen's hard cock through his jeans on his own stomach. He contracted and stretched so as to wank Callen with his abs. The he dropped to his knees and took Callen's cock into his mouth. He sucked Callen back and forth, Callen knew he couldn't last very long, and so as Hanna took the entire length of Callen's cock into his mouth, Callen blew. He let out all the built up cum. It was unreal. Callen shot two loads into Hanna's mouth, and then as Hanna pulled his head back and Callen continued to shoot another six massive shots onto Hanna's face, in his eyes, on his cheeks, his shaved head, until he was soaked in cum. Callen saw him and laughed. Then Hannah stood up and got Callen to finish his dick off. He had been wanking so it didn't take very long. Hanna shot into Callen's waiting mouth and as Callen held the cum on his tongue he stood up and spat the cum to accompany his own on Hanna's face, the two then kissed and licked up the cum, tasting the salty tasty cold jizz. "Right well we are going have to do this again, see you I'm off for a shower" said Hanna, and Callen lay his naked body over the desk and breathed in and out, regaining his breath and reliving the sexual encounter.