Jimmie stood at the door. The yellow tape across it said "out of order" so he had to go down a floor. But he didn't think he could make it.
"Damn ice tea' he muttered and looked to his left and right. There was nobody in the hallway.
"Hell" he muttered and ducked under the tape and pushed the door open. The lights which usually flickered on when the sensors detected movement didn't operate. It was dark.
Jim knew his way and found the urinals quickly and was soon holding his dick feeling his burdened bladder empty through it. Feeling it flow down the length of his cock always excited him. His penis began to expand ignoring the fact it was still pissing.
Jimmie sighed loudly and relaxed. It was then he heard sounds he hadn't noted earlier.
There was some breathing and some throat generated sounds.
He shook the last drops from his helmet cockhead and put it back in his pants. Jimmie heard more sounds and a moan.
Creeping quietly to the back of the bathroom he heard the sounds coming from behind the handicapped toilet stall door.
"Shit" the word was whispered but undeniable.
Jimmie moved back as the sounds of zippers replaced those he had heard earlier.
The door opened and a silhouette moved past him. A second one moved out of the room and stopped.
Jimmie cleared his throat. The shadow turned and reached out to touch Jimmie.
It moved closer and the hands felt Jimmie's torso and bulging crotch. The hands opened his fly and held his erection while the other hand moved to his buttocks.
"I wanna fuck you" the whispered deep voice said.
Jimmie didn't know how to respond. He knew he should leave. But his cock was throbbing.
"safe" Jimmie said
The hands pulled him using his cock as a leash back into the stall.
Jimmie didn't say more. He didn't do anything. The hands were stripping him naked. The sounds of his clothing being tossed on the floor were the only sounds other then an occasional grunt from the unseen man.
His cock seemed huge, perhaps too huge to contemplate going inside him. Jimmie almost pushed the man away. He noted the thick cock was covered in rubber.
"the man can be trusted" Jimmy thought "If I can't take it and say no, he'll pull back"
He was flipped over and pushed until his chest lay across the toilet. His knees rested on his own discarded clothing.
"Nice" the voice said his hands having moved over Jimmie's smooth hard buttocks.
The cock hurt like hell. The man was unrelenting pushing steadily. Jimmie lifted his hand almost reaching back to pushed the man away.
He voice stopped and massaged Jimmie's buttock.
"relax, breathe, you are mine" the voice whispered.
The cock stretched his butt open as it's pressure resumed.
Jimmie gasped feeling the full length now inside him, his skin feeling the hair on the unseen man's groin.
"Oh yea" Jimmie hissed as the fucking action began. The voice clutched Jimmie's flesh to brace himself as he fucked slowly as if to let his cock feel every part of Jimmie's guts.
"god fuck fuck me" Jimmie begged. The months of seeing hot men in suits around the building, the ones who's smoke breaks made them pose in front of the building, the younger studs running around as if their tasks were important, the older men looking relaxed confident and all knowing.
All the images moved like a endless video through his mind. Which of these types were was now inside him? Which one had he stared at and presume was straight was thoroughly rubbing his intestines? Who's sperms would rest inside him as if looking for an egg to fertilize?
Jimmie braced himself as the man began to fuck harder and faster. It would be over too soon he knew.
"Fuck me harder" Jimmie begged
"shhhhh boy, I got you" the voice said in a little more then a whisper.
"Shit" it added as the groin slammed so hard against Jimmie's butt that the had to put his hands against the wall rather then be pushed against it.
Again and again the man slammed into him. Jimmie was amazed how many times. Was the man cumming every time? Was he shooting a second time? It hurt but thrilled Jimmie at the same time.
"pain is a part of it" Howard said the first time a cock widened Jimmie's sphincter only two summers ago. He was a kid then. Now he was a working boy. True he was only sorting mail, carrying memos and helping the executives with their computer problems. But he felt like a man now.
College was behind him. Learning about sex with men were lessons already learned. He loved having sex. He loved wondering how big the cocks were or how hot the bodies were in the suited men in the building where he worked.
The company beach party revealed surprises and disappointments. His memories of some of the older executives who had ripped bodies he recalled. The size of the bulges in the men's swimsuits aroused him then too.
"Nice suit" he was told by more then one of both sexes.
He had decided against his usual Speedo in favor of one that covered him waist to upper thigh. But it fit like skin, cradling his boy tight buttocks and genetic given bulge.
"God" the voice said. He had stopped fucking but his cock remained inside. His hand fondled Jimmie's balls and cock and began to jack Jimmie.
Jimmie didn't move. The hands controlled him and the cock inside still felt him as the man moved.
Jimmie didn't take long to sigh as his streams flowed from but to floor. "shit" he said in a quiet voice.
He heard the chuckle and added "thanks" to the voice.
The creak of the door opened. Jimmie still felt the cock inside him. He reached around and realized the man wasn't there. He had fucked him, jacked him off and left quietly.
Jimmie let his body wash through his penis into the toilet. He fumbled for his clothing and dressed.
Regardless of the darkness, he found the toilet paper and tried to wipe the floor where his deposit had puddled.
The hallway was light as he stepped out of the men's bathroom. As his eyes adjusted, Jimmie rearranged his clothing. He noted that the yellow Out of Order ribbon had been removed from the doorway.
"Oh there you are, we need ... "one of the younger executives appeared.
"Great the john's working again" the man moved past Jimmie and went inside.
Jimmie wondered if that was the one who had invaded his ass and thoughtfully made sure he had orgasm'd too.
The afternoon was normally busy as Jimmie moved mail, delivered memos, chatted with co workers and got the message to see one of the higher ranked partners in the business.
He sat awkwardly as the man finished a phone message.
"Jim" the man began "I've had my eye on you, everyone likes you"
"Thank you SIR" Jimmie said.
"I wonder if you know that a business is more then memos, work, and clients."
"Sir?"
"We are a family, some of us have friendships here that aren't defined by all this" he gestured to charts on the wall.
"Yes Sir"
The man stared at him and stood smiling.
"But I think you're mature enough to know that. You looked good at the picnic" the man's eyes seemed to be examining Jimmie.
He thought the man was going to suggest he wear something more appropriate next time.
"Nothing wrong with a young and healthy man like you enjoying yourself" the man's hands rested on his shoulder.
"In fact I was wondering if you'd like to come up to my place in the mountains this weekend. We can get to know each other a bit better and I have some computer problems you can help me with. But don't worry it won't be all work I assure you."
Jimmie didn't know what to say. "Is it another thing for employees sir?"
"No, just us. You can bring that swim suit you wore at the picnic though I've got a nice heated pool." He patted Jimmie's shoulders.
"boy you are someone special" he whispered in Jimmie's ear. He wasn't sure but thought it was the same voice he had heard earlier.
"So bring your stuff to work tomorrow we'll leave from here, ok with you?
"yes Sir" Jimmie stood "thanks for the invite"
"It'll be fun" the man smiled while his eyes unquestioning were looking at Jimmie's crotch.
But Jimmie didn't see that. His eyes were looking at the roll or yellow plastic tape. There was lettering on it. The letters that could be seen was the word "out".
As he left the office Jimmie, still feeling the cock that had been in side him earlier, knew he would feel it again.