The following story contains content that may not be suitable for all readers, including, but not limited to, drug use, physical restraint, non-consensual sex or emotionally damaging behavior. This story is fictional and does not portray real events or real persons. Reader discretion is advised. All characters are 18 years or older.
As the construction elevator began its long descent to the ground floor in the stifling heat, I felt my stomach drop as well, given my current predicament. I was packed tightly into what was basically a hot metal box with 30 or more of my sweaty crew along with my son Connor as we made our way down the side of the under-construction high-rise building. My men were eager to start their weekend after a long, sticky week, and I was looking forward to joining my son for dinner after he had surprised me by arriving a day early from school. We had become separated while boarding the elevator, leaving my son on the far side of the car sandwiched between two of my guys, Bruno and Hugo, while I stood close to the door with two more of my men, Leo and Zeke. Unfortunately for me, they were both horny, hard, and determined to get into their boss’s pants despite the less than private location. Luckily, the fact we were so closely packed in almost hid what was happening, but I was still worried about how far they might try to take things.
Leo and Zeke were facing me on each side, seemingly oblivious to where we were, as they shamelessly rubbed their hard, knotted bulges against me and fumbled with my unzipped jeans, trying to grope my ass and cock. The two powerful men held my arms firmly in their grip, making it impossible for me to stop them as they eased my faded jeans down my hips. Leo was busy teasing my arse crack with his fingertips while Zeke groped my admittedly half-hard cock through my jockstrap pouch. Zeke leered down at me and whispered, “Someone seems excited,” as my dick throbbed in response to his fondling. I seemed to be horny all the time these days, and having two of my beefy men manhandle me while grinding their impressive erections against me was making my cock ooze pre-cum.
I blamed this all on a recent, unexpected, eventful evening with Bruno and Leo, where I had discovered that I loved to get fucked hard and deep. I also wasn’t averse to sucking a meaty cock and happy to swallow a delicious load. All of this man-on-man action was relatively new to me, but I had enjoyed several repeat encounters with the two men since, along with other members of my team at a recent sling night at Bruno’s. I knew it wasn’t a great idea to mix work with pleasure, but nevertheless, I continued to find myself on the receiving end of a good hard pounding by different men on my team. Truth be told, I happened to have a high percentage of muscular, horny, and hung studs on my crew, and they seemed more than willing to fuck their boss. What could be the possible harm in that if everyone was happy?
Today was different, though. With my son on site, I needed to stay clear of my guys and, more importantly, keep Connor away from them. My son was only 19, and while I had wondered if he might be gay, as far as I knew, he was straight. I had overheard Bruno and Leo talking about his muscular ass on the phone in my office earlier today, and I was determined to make sure they left him, and his ass, alone, but here I was crammed into a hot elevator with a wall of big, sweaty men surrounding me and Connor across a sea of hardhats on the opposite side of the large construction elevator. With Hugo and Bruno hovering near him, I didn’t trust them to behave. I hoped Connor would be okay, but since I was barely able to see him, let alone get to him, I currently had other issues to worry about.
With my jeans unzipped and pulled partially down, I felt Leo’s fingertips slipping between my firm cheeks and stroking my exposed hole as he whispered, “I love how you always wear these slutty jockstraps. I think you just like having your big juicy ass free and ready for a fuck, am I right?” I held back a moan as the two men groped me in the tight confines of the elevator and tried to work my jeans lower. I jumped as I felt Leo tease his spit-covered fingertip into my hole as he humped his rock-hard cock against my hip. Zeke was edging the wet tip of my shaft, which had extended up and beyond the waistband of my jock. Despite my panic at the situation, my body was responding to their mauling.
To be honest, given the right time and place, I’d happily let Leo and Zeke have a go at me. They were both energetic and passionate lovers who happened to fuck like animals. I could never get enough of their big, thick cocks. In fact, I had been blowing Leo’s hefty black tool in my office earlier in the day when word had come through that my son was on his way up. While Leo had begrudgingly let me pull myself together and postpone his blowjob, he had apparently become impatient and was now demanding that I finish what I had started. To be clear, Leo had started it, but he was beyond the rational stage.
Neither of the men was wasting any time. C’mon guys, not here, surrounded by my crew with my son on the other side of the elevator. I prayed the car would reach the ground floor before things went too far, but I didn’t have a good feeling about this. I regretted not waiting for the next elevator with my son and, more importantly, not draining Leo’s balls in my office earlier. At least we’d reach the ground floor in 3 minutes one way or another. How bad could it get? Unfortunately, I was about to find out.
Suddenly the elevator lurched to a stop between floors. I heard someone groan, “Not again!” over a chorus of groans, given the problematic history of the elevator, the unbearable heat, and the fact it was the end of the shift.
Zeke paused from teasing pre-cum from the swollen head of my cock to whisper, “Keep that hard and ready for me,” before reaching behind him to grab the emergency handset on the control panel of the elevator. This wasn’t the first time the elevator had malfunctioned this summer, but with the heat, the crowd, and my current hard state, the timing couldn’t have been worse. I could hear him talking to someone on the other end of the phone while the rest of us stood waiting impatiently. Leo was close beside me with his hand still firmly placed down the back of my jeans, hidden by the angle, as he teased his fingers up and down my crack, brushing my hole. I was struggling to focus on what Zeke was saying on the phone, but with my one hand free, I was at least able to partially pull up the front of my jeans to hide my erection.
As Zeke hung up the phone, he announced to the men in the car that the motor had overheated again and the crew was doing what they could to reset the system, but for now, we were stuck with no firm ETA on when it would be fixed. The men groaned in the confined space while Leo took the opportunity to slide the tip of his finger into my ass as I groaned in response. Worried about Connor, I reached around to try to stay his hand as I called out to my son, “Connor, are you okay, buddy?”
I heard him call back from across the car, “I’m fine, Dad, just hot.” Many of the men agreed with his statement.
Wanting to comfort him, I said, “I know, the temperature is terrible. I wish I could do something about it, but we’ll just have to wait it out. I’m hoping it won’t be too long.” As Zeke grabbed my free arm, I quickly called out, “If it helps any, the beer is on me when we get downstairs.”
One of my guys, Danny, said, “What about us, Boss?”
As I felt Zeke sliding his hand back into the open fly of my jeans and wrapping his hand around my pouch-covered hard-on, I tried to ignore what he was doing and said, “Well, I guess I could spring for a round at Flanigan’s before Connor and I grab dinner. As long as Connor doesn’t mind…” I couldn’t wait to get downstairs to be free of Leo and Zeke and would be happy to buy the crew a round of beer if that’s what it took. Meanwhile, the two men were picking up where they had left off and again trying to push down my jeans.
My crew waited in anticipation for Connor to respond, “That totally works for me!” before they roared in approval. I closed my eyes and tried to will the stalled elevator to move as I felt my jeans slipping down further. Zeke and Leo were obviously trying to take advantage of the delay and were determined to have their way with me despite the crowd.
Before they got any further, I hissed frantically. “Leo, stop it! We can’t do this now. I can meet you and Zeke after I have dinner with Connor, and you can do whatever you want. I promise.” Since I had begun to have sex with some of my men, there seemed to be a line in the sand separating our relationship at work, where I clearly remained the boss, and outside of work, where I was their willing fuck toy. Right now, I seemed to be more of a fuck toy than a boss despite still being at the workplace, as the two men ignored me, determined to get off.
“What does it look like I’m doing? My dick is hard as steel, and my balls are backed up with cum from being sucked and teased by you earlier, and I need to shove my shaft up your sweet ass and blast a load. These jeans are the only thing in my way right now, so they are coming off. You shouldn’t have started something if you weren’t planning on finishing it. A man can only take so much.” I looked down as Leo hauled his thick tool free and stroked himself in anticipation.
Despite my recent power bottom status with a few members of my crew and my thickening cock, letting two of my employees fuck me in the middle of a crowded work elevator with my son present was not high on my wishlist, and I was quietly but frantically trying to resist Leo and Zeke as they held my arms firmly and successfully slid my jeans down, exposing my hairy ass and my hard-on barely contained by the old-school jockstrap I was wearing. Also, like, I really had a choice earlier when Leo barged into my office and demanded a blow job. “Seriously, Leo?” I whispered, “You can’t fuck me here in a packed elevator. You’re going to have to wait.”
“You know, Boss, the sooner you quit talking and we get your jeans off, the sooner I’ll be able to plow your tight boy pussy. Trust me, it’s so hot and crowded in here, no one is even paying attention. Connor certainly isn’t going to notice what you’re up to; he’s clear on the other side of the car. Besides, he probably has his hands full with Bruno and Hugo as it is.” Huh, what did he mean by that? What were Bruno and Hugo up to? I struggled to look over the crowd towards Connor, but the tight press of men surrounding me currently shielded him from view. At the same time I felt my jeans slide off my hips and down to my ankles. I was left standing in my construction hat, a dirty tank top, and a jockstrap with my cock fighting to burst free.
I realized some of my men near us had noticed what state their boss was in and had turned towards us to watch the show. Oddly, they seemed to be most of the same guys that were at sling night recently. I still couldn’t spot Connor on the other side of the car, but that was probably for the best until I could figure my way out of this. I just hoped he was managing okay with Bruno and Hugo hovering near him. I knew what those two were capable of.
I felt something at my feet and looked down to see Ryker undoing my work boots, while he and another of my guys, Gage, pulled them off my feet and slid my jeans off. Four of my employees were now holding me captive and half-naked near the gate for the elevator. Leo must have arranged all this. What else was he up to? I quietly tried to get the guys to stop, but they continued to ignore my pleas. The rest of the men in the elevator seemed oblivious to what was happening, so I tried to keep my voice down not to attract any additional attention, especially with my son nearby, as the four men surrounded me in their hardhats, occasionally pinching my nipples or stroking my drooling cock while Leo stretched my hole with his spit-covered fingers. At least the rest of the men blocked Connor’s view if he happened to look over. I hoped he was okay.
“Please, don’t do this?” I whispered.
Seemingly taking pity on me, Leo said, “How about I make you a deal? I won’t fuck you unless… you beg me to, but you need to follow our lead otherwise until we get to the ground floor.”
Hmm, Leo wouldn’t fuck me unless I asked him to, and hopefully they’d soon fix the elevator and we’d be on our way. I was starting to think I might actually get through this. I quickly replied, “Okay, deal.”
Leo grinned back at me, seemingly happy with my answer, as I noticed a few smirks on the men surrounding us. What did they know that I didn’t know? “Good answer, Boss. Now let’s get this slutty jockstrap off,” as he reached down before I could stop him and slid my jockstrap down to my ankles before lifting my feet and taking it off. I was now completely naked from the waist down with my hard-on free, and I noticed my clothes were nowhere in sight. This wouldn’t be the first time Leo or Bruno stripped their boss by force. I hoped they were working hard downstairs on fixing the elevator and that I would be able to get dressed before we arrived at the ground floor.
Before Leo went any further, I glanced over to see if I could spot my son. He happened to look back at me at the same time, so I gave him a quick wave and a shrug of my shoulders. I noticed Bruno was standing very close to him, and I was still worried about Connor’s safety. Hopefully the elevator would start operating again soon, and I would be able to meet up with Connor to make sure he was okay. At this point I really could use a beer at Flanigan’s.
While Leo was still willing to fuck me in a crowded elevator, he took pains to quietly gather some of the men closer to him and whisper, “Okay, boys, let’s get him in position. Danny and Bear grab his arms, and Ryker and Gage grab a leg each. We’re going to make a human sling. It won’t compare to the fancy leather one at Bruno’s, but we’ll have to improvise.” I now realized they were exactly the same men from sling night. I suddenly felt myself hoisted in the air as the guys quietly shuffled into position and I found myself suspended about 3-4 feet above the floor on my back with two of the guys gripping me under my arms and two more holding my legs up under the knees. It did feel similar to Bruno’s sling from the other night, as I was helpless in this position, with my ass spread and exposed. I glanced down to see Leo standing between my legs with a grin on his face as he stroked his shaft. I looked back to see Zeke standing behind my head. I noticed he had also unzipped his fly and had pulled his thick, veiny, uncut cock and balls free.
I took some comfort in knowing that Leo had promised not to fuck me unless I begged him to before he suddenly knelt down between my legs and whispered to Ryker and Gage, “Lift his ass a bit more and spread his legs. I’m hungry for some Boss ass.” Oh fuck. I swear Leo had a 5-inch-long tongue and he knew how to use it. I felt my ass being repositioned before he leaned forward and lapped his wide tongue up and across my puckered hole. Wrapping his hand around my throbbing cock, he sucked at my heavy balls and teased my taint before returning to my ass. I felt the tip of his tongue running around the rim of my hole, spreading spit everywhere, before he pointed his tongue directly at my ring and pressed forward. Oh fuck.
Leo seemed determined to stretch, tease, and lube my sensitive hole as he proceeded to give my ass a workout with his tongue. I was fighting to keep quiet as my men held me at the perfect height for Leo to rim me. He was literally fucking me with his thick tongue, and it felt amazing. As I leaned my head back in ecstasy, I was met with Zeke’s pre-cum-covered uncut cock as he rubbed it across my lips. As I quietly groaned, opening my mouth, he slipped his prick into my mouth. It was probably a good thing, as I didn’t know if I could stop myself from moaning out loud from the arse licking Leo was giving me. Besides, I loved the taste of Zeke’s pre-cum and was happy to suck his tool. As he drove his cock further down my throat, Leo paused in eating my ass. I missed his tongue immediately as I felt the breeze blow against my saliva-covered hole.
Finally I felt the tip of something wet and firm teasing my puckered ring as I struggled to control my gag reflex with Zeke’s shaft lodged deep inside my throat. I realized then that Leo had his spit-covered cock pressed against my slippery hole, teasing my ass as he rubbed the thick head back and forth. My ass was begging for his cock, and part of me wanted Leo to breach my ass with his thick shaft and slide it in balls-deep. But I couldn’t, not with Connor in the elevator and the rest of my crew nearby. I had to hold out for another minute or so, and hopefully the elevator would move again, and this would be over, and I could have dinner with my son.
It was at that point that Zeke pulled his dick back, and Danny held a bottle of poppers against my nose, and while I knew it wasn’t a good idea, I inhaled in reflex, wanting the short-term thrill of the drug pounding through my head and cock. It was easier to sniff than to think about the big black cock resting against my entrance, just waiting for one word to proceed. As I took a second sniff and inhaled deeply, I was once again enveloped by that sweet popper rush where suddenly your body and mind relax and you want it all. I could feel the ring of my ass relaxing against the slick, bulbous head of Leo’s cock, welcoming it forward. I pushed my ass backwards trying to get his tool inside me, but he wasn’t having any of it. Looking down at me, he gave me a look implying that if I wanted his cock in my ass, I was going to have to ask for it. Actually, I was going to have to beg for it.
While Leo stood stationary, the guys were maneuvering me in the air, teasing the head of Leo’s slick cock with my asshole as I nudged up against him. Fuck, I wanted and needed this so bad, but I couldn’t with Connor nearby. As Danny held the poppers up once again, Leo was teasing my hole with the blunt tip of his tool but not going any further. He was holding me to my word and wouldn’t fuck me without me begging for it. As the puckered ring of my hole pressed against the wet tip of his cock and my body screamed for more, I looked up at him in frustration and said, “Okay, you win, you bastard! Fuck me. Fuck me hard, but keep it quiet.” Leo smiled as he leaned forward and slid the blunt end of his cock past the tight rim of my hole, causing me to tilt my head back and moan as his shaft buried itself deep within my ass.
As the guys held me in the air, Leo stood between my legs and quietly pounded my hole. My body was swinging in the air like a pendulum as his long, black cock buried itself deep inside my tight boy pussy. As the poppers appeared beside my nose again, I inhaled deeply, filling my lungs. I couldn’t wait for the popper rush to hit me, loving how it opened my ass and amplified the sensations of being fucked. Danny moved the bottle to my other nostril as I continued to inhale deeply while Leo withdrew his slippery prick until just the thick mushroom head was held by the tight ring of my ass. Waiting patiently until I was finished with the poppers, he stood ready with his thick cock poised ready to plunge back into my hole.
As Danny finished up with the bottle and put the cap back on, I leaned backwards, meeting Zeke’s cockhead with my mouth as I quietly groaned and opened my mouth, allowing his tool to slide forward deep into my throat again. At the same moment as I let out my breath and felt every nerve in my body sing as the poppers soared through my body. My prick was bouncing on my abs as Leo gripped my waist and slid forward, pushing my body backwards as my tight hole enveloped his shaft. I was able to take all of Zeke’s meaty dick down my throat in this position as his musky balls pressed heavily against the bridge of my nose. This is a feeling I loved, with my mouth and ass stuffed full of cock as a couple of studs owned me and made me their bitch. I needed this debasement despite how risky the behavior was. Thankfully the cock stuffed in my mouth kept me from moaning out loud as the guys slammed my ass back against Leo’s thrusts. I was so fucking horny, I wasn’t thinking straight.
At the peak of my popper rush, while Leo pounded his big shaft into me, he suddenly held up his phone to my face. It was playing a point-of-view video of someone fucking a hot ass. As Leo continued to ride me, I looked closer at the thick, veiny cock in the video and realized it belonged to Bruno. I recognized both his cock and his furry, muscular belly. As I watched him slide his tool deep into what looked like a needy ass, I wondered if it was a video of me from one of our past sessions as the guy getting fucked pushed back against him, trying to get more of his big shaft in his hole. The guy was obviously enjoying being fucked, although I could only see his back. I knew I was guilty of the same, but then I realized it couldn’t be me, as the ass wasn’t hairy enough to be mine. It was smoother and toned as fuck. Whoever the guy was, he had amazing glutes, a tight waist, and thick, muscular thighs. Where the hell did they find this hot piece of ass? I felt my cock throbbing on my abs, envious of the guy getting fucked by Bruno as the camera moved closer to his shiny, veiny cock as it slid deep into the stud’s stretched ring. I knew from experience how big the Italian was, but I was still impressed by how the stud was taking it in his ass.
I moaned quietly, loving the combination of the hot porno while I rode Leo’s thick tool and slurped on Zeke’s cock. In my popper-buzzed mind, Leo was fucking me, but then it was Bruno, and I couldn’t take my eyes off the action on Leo’s phone. Whoever was on the receiving end was definitely into it as he slammed back into the thick, meaty cock riding each thrust. I struggled to remain quiet as Leo tirelessly worked his tool in and out of my ass while Danny repeatedly shoved the brown bottle up to my nose. In a brief moment of clarity, I finally noticed that it wasn’t actually a video but a live video call. Wait, what? This was happening in real time!?! I looked up at Leo in confusion and spotted the evil smirk on his face as it finally dawned on me what was happening. Leo and Bruno were FaceTiming each other, and I was viewing what was happening on the other side of the elevator in real time! The strangely familiar ass belonged to my son, Connor. Bruno was fucking my son! While I was taking Leo’s black cock, my son was getting owned by my site superintendent a few feet away from me.
While I was focused on the video in front of me, Leo and Zeke continued to thrust into me. I was horrified yet captivated by the scene on the phone as I tried to take in all the details. My initial anger that Hugo and Bruno were taking advantage of Connor faded slightly as I noticed the way my son was enthusiastically riding Bruno’s big salami. I more than recognized the familiar raw need as he drove his ass back into his thick cock, trying to get more of his enormous tool deep inside his hole. As the camera panned upwards, the view expanded to include Hugo eagerly sucking Connor’s substantial cock. No one gave better head than Hugo, and my son was apparently getting the VIP treatment from the little German. I still wanted to yell out for them to stop; after all, they were taking advantage of my son, but as I closely watched how Connor’s body was responding and how big and hard his shaft was, I couldn’t kid myself that he was a victim in this.
I struggled to adjust to this new view of my son as I watched him getting fucked by my site superintendent and blown by my fastidious foreman. The live video was so intimate and personal but also so fucking hot as I felt a big dollop of precum ooze from my dickhead. While outraged by what I was seeing happening live on the other side of the elevator, I couldn’t deny the surge of lust that rocked through my arched body as both Leo and Zeke pounded me mercilessly while my head buzzed from the poppers. I couldn’t ignore how much my cock was throbbing as I watched Hugo deep throat my son’s impressive shaft. Was I feeling a father’s pride in watching my well-hung son get thoroughly fucked and sucked? I was torn between shock and intense excitement. Here I was watching my employee practically rape my son’s probable virgin ass… and getting off on it. I wasn’t sure if I was jealous of Bruno or my son, but I knew it was the hottest thing I had witnessed. I didn’t know if this meant my son was gay, bi, or just open to new experiences. Regardless, he obviously enjoyed a threesome with a couple studs as much as his father did. I guess there was something to the old adage, Like father, like son, I mused.
I felt myself surrendering to a rush of desire and longing surrounded by beefy men in the sweltering heat of the close elevator. I glanced back to the video to see Bruno’s giant slippery cock sliding forcefully between Connor’s muscular ass cheeks as someone held up a bottle of poppers to my son’s nose and he inhaled deeply. It looks like we had something else in common. No wonder the elevator reeked of poppers and sweat. When I thought he couldn’t possibly take any more, he inhaled again, and I watched in awe as the rush hit him and his body responded. I recognized a familiar and deep lust in my son and could tell he wanted to be used and fucked hard by the brawny, sweaty men in the elevator. While I was still angry at Bruno and Hugo for arranging this, I couldn’t deny that Connor was a willing participant, as he was willingly used and abused by my men only a few short feet away. My guess was he had no idea that Bruno was filming him as his father watched him get fucked.
Over the sound of the men chatting and the wind through the caged sides of the elevator, it was hard to believe this was happening on the other side of the car. Although I could sense a horny, restless undertone in the crowd, I wondered if most of the men were oblivious to what was happening or if everyone knew. Regardless, most of the men weren’t acknowledging it as they waited restlessly for the elevator to be fixed. Whether I wanted to admit it or not, I was getting off on the voyeuristic aspect of the setup, and Bruno was right, Connor did have an amazing ass. Part of me didn’t blame Bruno for wanting to own it, although I knew it was wrong of me to even have that thought. The constant stimulation in my tight hole, the poppers, and the thick dick in my mouth were making it easier for me to accept what I was seeing on Leo’s phone.
“It looks like someone else in the family has a greedy ass. Hmm?” Leo was watching me intently as I looked at his phone, mesmerized by my son getting railed by Bruno and sucked off by Hugo. Leo’s own ridged cockhead was banging against my prostate on each thrust, pushing me closer to an orgasm as I lost myself in the feeling of being suspended in the air by my muscular team and dicked from each end by two of my hottest guys. Despite the athletic exuberance with which I was riding Leo and Zeke’s thick shafts and what was happening to Connor on the screen in front of me, the elevator was eerily hushed as some of the men chatted quietly amongst themselves. Could most of the men really be unaware that their boss and his son were getting the pounding of their lives?
I felt another thick dollop of precum oozing from the red tip of my cock as my eyes rolled back in my head, overstimulated by everything around me. Fuck! I couldn’t get the image of Connor’s ass taking Bruno’s thick shaft out of my head. Every time I thought that I needed to get to him to stop this madness, Leo’s bulbous head would make another trip deep within my hole, teasing and tormenting me while the guys closest to us kept their grip on my arms and legs and swung me toward Leo’s thrusts. I glanced again at the screen and decided there was absolutely no doubt that Connor was loving every inch of Bruno’s giant schlong as Hugo played flute on his cock. I selfishly decided there was nothing I could do at this point, and Connor likely wouldn’t want me spoiling his fun anyway as Leo closed his phone and put it away. I could only use my imagination to wonder what else was happening to my son on the other side of the elevator. I would worry about what this meant later as I settled back into a pounding rhythm with Zeke’s cock sliding in and out of my throat. I felt his prick twitch as he gripped onto my biceps when, out of nowhere, he made a quiet noise and began to shoot thick loads of ropy cum into my mouth.
While I struggled to swallow all of his generous load, Leo pulled his cock from my ass. I immediately missed the feel of his fat shaft stretching my hole and caught myself whimpering while I slurped Zeke’s cock clean of cum. I heard Leo say, “Flip him over, boys, I want to fuck him from the rear.” Zeke pulled his dick free from my mouth as the men eased me down. My cock was rock-hard and drooling strands of pre-cum on the floor of the elevator as I was shakily placed on my feet and spun around with my ass facing Leo. As I felt the blunt tip of his black tool sliding between my ass cheeks, I glanced over towards Connor, wondering what was happening with him.
There was a bit of a break between the men, and I could see his face clearly. Bruno was right behind him, and knowing what I now knew from the video call, he was obviously fucking my son. While they were still trying to be discreet in the packed elevator car, Connor had his head back with his eyes half closed. I easily recognized his expression of wanton lust as he rode Bruno’s thick shaft. He looked so completely lost in ecstasy; when he opened his eyes and happened to catch mine, I called out in reflex, “Connor? Is everything okay?” I knew he was probably fine, but the father in me wanted to make sure.
Connor looked like a deer caught in the headlights as he struggled to maintain his composure and respond. I could tell Bruno had not bothered to pause in his thrusts, and I suspected Connor was very close to cumming as he attempted to form a sentence. I almost felt bad for interrupting him.
“Uh, I’m good, Dad. I was just thinking about that cold beer waiting for me downstairs.”
Over the collective groans of agreement from the men in the elevator, I saw Bruno taking the opportunity to thrust hard into Connor as he groaned in agreement as well. Who did he think he was kidding? To me, it was incredibly obvious that he was fucking my son. He wasn’t even trying to hide it. Feeling bad for interrupting Connor all the same and knowing the last thing he wanted right now was to have a chat with his old man, I replied, “Ha, I hear you, buddy. Me too. We shouldn’t be here much longer. Hang in there.”
Bruno locked eyes with me at that point and, with a salacious grin, added, “Don’t worry, Mr. Jackman. We’re taking good care of Connor,” as he slammed his cock deep into my son, and Connor’s expression faltered. Meanwhile, Leo had sunk his tool balls-deep into my hole, and I was eager to pick up where we had left off. Connor was no longer a kid, so I left him on his own. I might be going to hell, but I put thoughts of my son aside. I needed to get off. Bear had kneeled down in front of me and was wasting no time in sucking my engorged cock. He was called Bear, as he was hairy all over other than a shaved head. I loved the feeling of Leo’s shaft thrusting into me, pushing me forward into Bear’s talented mouth while his beard and mustache tickled my shaft. Oh yeah, don’t stop, boys. Daddy needs his hole destroyed, and Leo was certainly on his way to do that with his big, chocolate, veiny cock. Fuck yeah.
Suddenly the elevator jolted as it began to descend again. I wanted to shout, “No, not yet!” while the men cheered. I was so close to getting my nut, and I didn’t care where we were or who was here. I now knew how Leo felt earlier when he had his orgasm denied. Conscious of having less than 3 minutes to cum and get myself back together, the three of us hunkered down with Leo quietly but powerfully slamming into me while Bear slobbered over my tool. Danny reached over once more with the popper bottle as I took a huge snort, determined to get off. The sex was so intense, I felt like screaming, but other than quiet grunts and heavy breathing, we were all managing to keep quiet. After three deep sniffs from the popper bottle, I felt my head explode and my nerves tingling as a warm wave of lust passed through my body. Oh yeah, this was it. I felt like a bitch in heat.
As Leo gripped my waist tight in his big meaty paws, I could hear the slap of his sweaty body smacking against my ass while Bear pulled and yanked on my heavy ballsack and slurped my rigid tool. With one final hard thrust, I knew Leo was unloading in my ass as his entire body tensed behind me. That was it; I couldn’t take anymore as I began to fill Bear’s warm mouth with shot after shot of my spunk. Despite his known fondness of cum, I could tell even he was struggling to swallow my entire load. My oversensitive cock felt like a firehose as I pumped hot cum deep down his throat while my ass clenched tightly around Leo’s shaft with each blast. I could feel my ass filling up with his hot cum as he continued to slide his cock into me, riding his overdue orgasm and spraying my insides with his load. I glanced around, and the men near us were watching in awe, with many of them groping their swollen bulges.
As I tried to catch my breath, I briefly wondered what was happening with Connor, but I also knew we didn’t have much time before the elevator doors opened and I would meet up with my son. Fuck, where were my clothes? As Bear slurped up any stray cum from my poor cock, Leo slipped his prick from my ass. I was standing there dazed and naked from the waist down with my wet cock dripping onto the floor. As the elevator hummed and the rest of the men chatted, eager to be on the ground soon, Zeke stepped forward with what looked like a black jockstrap. He held it up so I could see the word, Addicted written on the waistband in bright yellow letters.
“We got you a new jockstrap, Boss and we thought this one was perfect, as you’re addicted to getting fucked. Not that we’re complaining.”
I couldn’t argue with his logic and smiled before quickly slipping on the jock. I heard a whistle from Leo as he admired the view from behind. I liked it and felt sexy as fuck. The rest of my clothes suddenly appeared as I slipped on my socks, jeans, and boots. Two of the guys helped to tie up my boots while I pulled up my jeans and reoriented myself. I was covered in sweat from the intense workout, and I probably reeked of cum, sweat and poppers, but everyone looked pretty bedraggled after a long day working in the heat followed by our extended time in the elevator.
Seconds after I zipped up my fly, the elevator bounced to a stop. We had arrived as the doors behind me opened onto the ground floor. The men were cheering as they poured through the gate. I had no choice but to ride the wave out through the doors and wait for Connor outside. As Leo walked by me, he gave me a wink and whispered, “See, that wasn’t too bad, was it?” I just smiled and quietly shook my head while I waited for my son. As Bear walked by me, he grinned and ran his tongue over his lips, apparently still savoring my load. He jokingly reached up to mime wiping spunk from his beard as he walked into the unfinished lobby. Zeke and the rest of the men were smiling and nodding at me as they exited, whether they all were aware of what just happened or just happy to be back on the ground. I suspected many or most of them had an idea of what happened to their boss and his son on the ride down.
Finally, I spotted Connor walking out through the door. I looked him over as he exited the elevator in a t-shirt and shorts, looking disheveled and wearing what might have been a splash or two of cum on his legs, but overall looking no worse for wear. If what I had viewed on Leo’s phone meant he was gay, I was fine with that. It wasn’t your typical coming-out announcement, but it got the point across. Maybe he was like me and still discovering his sexuality. If so, he was doing it at a much younger age than his old man. I would leave it to him to bring up his sexuality if and when he was ready.
I reached out to pull him in for a hug. “Are you okay, son?”
Connor took a deep breath, stepped back, and smiled at me. “I’m fine, Dad, just a bit hot and tired.”
Bruno took that opportunity to slap Connor’s ass as he walked by, assuring us that a couple of beers would refresh my son. “He’s from sturdy stock, just like his father,” he said as he winked at me.
Eager to put the elevator ride behind us, I gave Bruno a questionable look but thanked him for looking after Connor before hustling the crew towards the bar for the promised beer. I was still pissed at Bruno and Hugo, but I didn’t want Connor to know that I had watched him getting railed earlier, so I put on an act. Also, I had to admit I was thirsty as hell and looking forward to a beer, which wasn’t surprising given the workout the boys had just put me through. From what I could recall from Leo’s phone, my son would be more than ready for a cold one as well.
As Bruno wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me in for a bro hug, he whispered to me, “Don’t worry, Boss, you’re still my favorite piece of ass, although damn, that son of yours took it like a champ. It was a pretty impressive performance for his first time.” I glanced over at Connor, unsure of what emotion I should be feeling, knowing we had both had the Italian’s massive cock up our ass. I was still surprisingly horny as I thought back to what had just happened to me on the elevator and what I had witnessed happening to Connor.
Once everyone had a beer, Connor and Hugo joined us at the bar to raise our glasses for a cheer with the men. I noticed when Connor leaned forward to grab his beer that I could see the white band of his jockstrap showing above his shorts. They looked oddly familiar when I realized he was wearing my jockstrap! Holy fuck. I guess that means that the “Addicted” jockstrap that I was wearing belonged to him. The guys must have switched them in the elevator. I felt my cock chubbing up inexplicably, knowing I was wearing Connor’s sexy jock while I wondered if he knew he was wearing his dad’s. I know he used to make fun of my penchant for wearing jockstraps whenever they showed up in the laundry.
I was starting to realize how thoroughly we had both been manipulated in the crowded elevator as we sat in the noisy bar and drank beer with my crew while both wearing each other’s jocks. I was still wrapping my head around my son being gay or at least bi and wondered if he’d be surprised if he found out his old man liked to take it up the ass as well. I knew I should be more disturbed by what had just taken place and more furious with Bruno and Hugo for what they had done to Connor, but to be honest, I was more horny than angry and couldn’t stop thinking about which one of my men would next fuck me up the ass. I was even wondering what Bruno and Leo were up to later this evening after I finished having dinner with Connor. There was also my earlier call with Duke and the upcoming gang bang at Hugo’s to consider as I pictured myself showing off Connor’s sexy jockstrap for some of the guys before they took turns fucking me in it. Damn, I was definitely half-hard. What was wrong with me?
If this was in fact a new experience for Connor, I wonder how he would handle it going forward. I was also curious what had taken place after Leo turned off his phone. Who knows, maybe it would come up at dinner. For now, I was feeling invigorated, like I did after a long, satisfying workout and I was looking forward to spending time with my son and my crew as they raised a beer to us both, “To the Jackmans!”
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