Nate and Niko

Niko Reeves sits across from his boss, Nate Grimes, heart ticking like a cheap watch. He wants the job. Bad. Nate leans back, eyes dragging over the kid like he’s already decided the terms. One late-night summons, the office empty, and Nate has him bent over the desk, suit pants yanked to the floor. Nate’s cock is thick and heavy when he feeds it between Niko’s lips. The intern gags, throat working, spit running down his chin, but he stays put. Nate pulls free, drops to his knees and buries his tongue in the tight hole, licking deep until the muscle shines with spit. When Niko’s ass is slick and open, Nate stands, shoves in raw, fucks hard and steady until the intern’s rim starts to loosen around him. Then the gloves come out. Nate dips into the lube bucket, pushes two fingers in, three, four, twisting, spreading, working the hand past the knuckle until his wrist disappears. Niko’s hole stretches, pink and wrecked, taking the full width. Nate keeps pumping, fist sliding in and out in a steady rhythm. Niko lies back across the desk, legs up, cock rigid. With Nate’s arm buried to the forearm, the intern jerks once, twice, and shoots thick ropes across his own chest, the load pulsing out while his boss’s fist stays locked inside him.