My married, straight boss fucks me in front of His hotel room mirror. It hurts and He’s rough and i can’t look. He plows my ass with such force and cruelty that He clearly knows that i’ve had a crush on Him. I’d always admired Him and thought He was handsome. And up to now He’d been very nice to me. But when He summoned me up to His hotel room i surely didn’t expect this. i was unprepared and caught off guard by His assertiveness and the way He talked to me so blatantly filled me with shame.
"I figured it was time I took advantage of having a faggot on my staff. You’ve teased me with that tight little bubble ass long enough."
I was too stunned to object when He ripped my clothes off, turned me around and started fucking me from behind. ”Fuck, yes! Just like a pussy. Surprisingly tight though, for a fag. Let’s see how you handle this big dick. No more teasing the Boss, right? Oh, fuck that feels good! Feel that? That’s my big dick up your ass, boy! In a few minutes I’m going to fuckin’ cum and you’re going to take it like a good little fag, aren’t you.” It wasn’t a question.