Perfect Addition

Chapter Six

Sayid’s POV

It had been hella fun fucking Hamilton’s hot hungry ass, and of course I wanted to continue fucking him but I was already thinking about how to get at Marcus. I wanted to fuck both of them after all. It was obvious that Hamilton was a sex-fiend and couldn’t resist my cock. Considering how often they had fucked in the office, I figured Marcus wouldn’t be much different. Heck, being that he was younger, I hoped he would be even hornier.

Just the thought of sticking my face between those fuzzy butt-cheeks that Marcus had, got my dick on brick. Damar was in the restroom as he often was, so I leaned back and massaged my hard dick through my trousers. I whipped out my phone and started playing one of the videos I had recorded.

“Damn,” I murmured, massaging my dick harder as I watched Hamilton pound into Marcus’ round furry buns. Over and over he power-fucked that ass. I bit my lip, imagining how that silky fuck-chute would feel. I imagined eating the fuck out of Marcus’ sweet pussy, then sucking that fat curved dick of his.

“Shit,” I breathed. “How am I gonna get this nigga’s ass?”

Sure, I could do the same thing I’d done with Hamilton: show him the videos and blackmail him but if I did that, then my hold over Hamilton (other than his addiction to my dick) would be gone. I needed another way to get at Marcus, but I’d been so horny to fuck Hamilton’s big muscle booty that I hadn’t thought the second part of my plan through.

I put my phone back in my pocket and thought. Little did I know, I wouldn’t have to think about getting to Marcus. Marcus was going to get to me. I hadn’t even seen him come in, dressed in black like he was and deep in my thoughts as I was.

“Hey,” he said, jumping me from my thoughts.

“Oh, uh, good evening. Can I help?” I asked. Marcus looked around then back to me.

“Yeah. I’ll be straight up. What’s going on between you and Hamilton?”

“Me and Hamilton?” I asked, stalling for time as the gears of my devious mind cranked overtime, coming up with a plan.

“Don’t play dumb! I saw you two coming from the basement.”

“Yeah? Well, that could be anythin'. Why are you suspicious? Somethin' goin' on between you and the VP?” I purred, a smirk curling my lips.

“Wh-Uh, no. I-I just asked,” he stuttered. Yeah, he hadn’t thought this through either, and now I had the upper hand.

“You can tell me. Ole boy is sexy, so I wouldn’t blame you if you was lettin' him hit that pretty ass of yours.”

“What? Uh, well. . .”

“C’mon, man. My gaydar is accurate. One young gay brutha to another. I know you lettin' that fine-ass Daddy hit. You would make a cute couple.”

Marcus practically blushed, and I knew I had him trapped in my web.

“Well, maybe. . .but don’t distract me. What’s happening between you and him?”

“So, you wanna know if we fuckin'?” I asked. He paused, realizing that he had just given me all the info I needed, and now had no choice but to double down.

“Frankly, yes. It’s against company policy.”

“And who do you think would be in more trouble if the higher ups knew? Sure, I’d get fired but Hamilton, oh boy! I couldn’t imagine.”

Marcus looked stunned. I guess he really hadn’t thought this through. Fuck yeah! I was gonna enjoy using him. He swallowed, and looked away from me.

“Hey, don’t worry,” I said, getting up and wrapping my arm over his shoulder. He shot me a wary look but I persisted. “I ain’t gon’ tell nobody. It’s just between us, but. . .if you think that I am fuckin' him, dontchu wanna find out what he’s leavin' you out on?”

“So you have fucked him?” Marcus asked.

“Not gonna lie. I have, and your man has some good ass; throws it back real nice on my dick,” I snickered, groping the outline of my dick. Marcus’ eyes widened as he stared at my big-ass log.

“Fuck,” he whispered, and he licked his lips. I slid my hand down around his waist.

“He told me somethin' about y’all having an open relationship,” I lied, “and I been askin' to let you join in. He hasn’t told you about it yet?”

“No, not at all,” Marcus replied, and seemed genuinely hurt.

“That’s a shame, but you know what? He’s not here. The janitor just left, and my patna should return soon from the restroom. Wanna go find out what you been missin'?” I purred, took his hand and laid it on my shaft.

Marcus moaned, and massaged my dick. I moaned too as he squeezed my length and a faint wet spot started forming on my trousers.

“Fuck!” I breathed. “See that? He’s been waitin' for you, man.”

“I can see that,” Marcus grinned, then bit his lip as he unzipped me, reached inside and felt my dick in the flesh. “Fuck! Bet this would feel damned nice stroking deep in my ass.”

“I know it will. I can make niggas bust without touchin' themselves, all while I’m deep-strokin' them guts,” I whispered in his ear. He shuddered with delight. Fuck yeah! I had this nigga right where I wanted him. Good thing the lobby camera was busted or else I wouldn’t have been able to make this type of move. I heard Damar coming up the corridor, and we parted.

“Yo, D! He forgot somethin' in the office. Imma escort him up to get it,” I lied.

“Why does he need an escort? He works here, doesn’t he?”

“Yeah, but that’s the policy if an employee returns after hours.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, you didn’t read the whole manual did you?”

“Uh, well, thanks for letting me know, for future reference,” Damar stammered.

“Sure thing, man,” I chuckled. Damar was so damned lazy. I knew he wouldn’t look back into the manual to verify whether I was telling the truth or not. I turned to Marcus. “C’mon, let’s go get your documents.”

“Sure, thanks,” Marcus said, playing along.

We got upstairs to Hamilton’s office. I closed and locked the door, then pulled Marcus to me and kissed him. He moaned softly as I sucked his full sexy lips, then louder as I sucked on his tongue. His hard dick pressed against mine and we grinded our raging fabric-imprisoned poles together. I groped his round high butt-cheeks and he groped my hard dick.

Marcus opened my shirt and soon I was shirtless, exposing my sculpted hairy basketball player physique. Marcus attacked my brown nipples immediately, sucking hard. I pulled his face back to mine and kissed him again, while walking him over to the desk. I plopped down in Hamilton’s big comfy leather chair and Marcus sank to his knees between my legs. He opened my trousers and yanked them and my underwear off me. I was naked, save for my socks as Marcus pressed his face against my throbbing hard dick, then licked up my shaft from the balls to the precum-leaking head.

“Fuck yeah, nigga!” I groaned, caressing his scalp as he locked eyes with me while he continued to lick and suck on the head. That shit felt so damned good. He tongued around the crown of the head then sank his thick pretty lips around it. “Auugh!”

“Mmmmmmmm”! he purred, working just the head over, and sending me wild with pleasure. Hamilton knew how to suck dick but Marcus was a gotdamn world champion! I was squirming, mouth open and eyes wide. I‘d never been sucked like that before! His mouth was so soft and silky yet his suction was just right. He knew how to use his tongue and my dick jerked hard between his lips.

“Oh fuck, nigga! Oh fuck! Damn, suck that shit!” I demanded, and he took more of my shaft into his mouth, getting it sloppy-wet with lots of squelching and squishing as he churned his head round and round on half my length. Then, he surprised me. He spit out my dick, pushed my legs in the air and slammed his tongue into my virgin asshole.

“Ohfucknigga! Ah shit!” I howled.

I’d had my ass eaten before but, again, it had never been like what Marcus was doing! My eyes rolled up in my head, and my body vibrated as his hot wet tongue squirmed and wormed around in my hairy chute. He pushed my legs higher and straight-up tongue-fucked my hair-ringed asshole.

“Ohmygawdnigga! Oooohhh fuck!”

“Mmmmm hmmmm!” Marcus growled and sucked on my chute. That drove me wild and my dick was lurching hard, spilling precum all over his hair.

“Oh my gawd, nigga! Oh fuck!” I sighed as he came up for air. I only had a moment to relax, however, as he started sucking on my balls, and flung me into a whole new world of pleasure. “Shiit!”

“Mmmmmmmhmmmmmmm!” he moaned, sucking on one big hairy orb, then the other. My eyes crossed, and I was panting like a dog in heat. My asshole was quivering--something I was not used to in the least--and I was half afraid that Marcus was going to try to stick that curved dick up in me, but instead he lowered my legs and stripped naked. That hard curved dick looked fucking delicious and I sat up, pulled him toward me and got to sucking.

“Holy fuck! Oh shit!” he growled, holding my head in both hands as I worked that delicious dark-chocolate dick in my mouth. I used lots of spit, swirling and sloshing as spit drooled down my chin and his balls.

“Uuuurgh fuck! Damn, man!” he huffed, once I’d come up for air. I licked on his pubes then sucked on his belly button. That drove him wild and he moaned as I worked my way up, licking and kissing until I reached those swollen dark nipples of his. I sucked on them and he craned his head back, eyes rolled up in his head.

“Ooooohhhhhh fuuuuuuck!” he howled. “Ohmyfuckinggaaaawd!”

“Mmmmmmmmm!” I moaned, sucking harder, then nibbling on those delicious tits. I held him in my arms as I alternated from one swollen nub to the next, and he moaned even louder. Then, I kissed him. He kissed me back, hungry for it.

“Lemme get that ass, Marcus,” I whispered and licked his neck.

He clambered onto the leather chair, on his knees. He hugged the chair round the back, his elbows on the armrests and his round hairy ebony ass peeking back over the front edge of the seat. I sank to my knees, groped those cakes, then sank my face between them.

“Auuuuuuugghhhhhhh! Fuuuuuck!”

My dick was fucking drooling. I was so damned hard that it hurt but I needed to taste that sexy ass. Like Hamilton, his asshole was well-fucked: the lips pouted and fleshy from overuse. That hairy pussy winked then quivered as I shoved my tongue deep inside. I sucked on the ring, kissed it, licked it. I got his ass-crack wet from the balls to the tailbone then got back to tongue-fucking his ass.

“Ohmygawd! Ohmyfuckingawdyesnigga! Eat my ass! Oooooooh fuck!”

“Mmmmmhm! Mmmhmmmm! Tasty ass!” I murmured. My dick was so hard. I was ready to fuck. I stood and pressed my head to his quivering hole. I pushed in real slow, and we both moaned. His pussy was hot, tight and wet. The silky flesh massaged my shaft as I sank all the way in, nestling my dick to the root. Marcus’ asshole flexed hard, gripping tight. I bit my lip as I began to withdraw, then pushed back inside, all the way.

“Ohhhhhhhh fuck, nigga! This is some good fuckin’ pussy!” I moaned. So fucking hot and tight. Still a well-fucked hole but it had more grip then Hamilton’s dick-battered ass. I sawed through him faster, then drooled more spit onto our union. I punched my thick long caramel dick in and out of his dark-chocolate hole, amazed at how the anal lips pouted and stretched and quivered.

“Ah shit! Fuck!” he whimpered.

“You like this caramel dick, nigga?”

“Hell yes! Give it to me, man!”

“What’s my name, nigga?”

“Sayid!” he panted.

Hell yes! I fucked him harder, clapping them hairy dark cheeks. The chair rocked and creaked as I got into the pounding. I craned my head back and moaned. I was gooning hard, spit dribbling from my mouth as I leaned in over him and fucked him that much harder.

“Damn! Damn! Fuck! Gimme that big fucking dick, nigga!” Marcus mewed.

“Mm hm! Mm hm!” I grunted. I couldn’t believe it but I was already close to cumming. Marcus’ pussy was just so damned good. So hot, tight, silky and wet; all at the same time.

“Yes! Yes! You’re about to cum, aren’t you?” he asked.

“Mmm hm! So close!”

“Don’t hold back! I want that nut! Bust that load inside me, baby!”

“OH FUCK!”

Hearing him say that was enough to send me over the edge. I grabbed his waist tight and hammered his guts until I erupted seconds later.

“UUUUUUUGHHHH! OOOOHHHHRRRGRGGHHHHH! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! DAMN, NIGGAAAAAAAAA!”

“Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmm! Mmmmmmmm!” Marcus moaned, flexing his asshole and making that ass twerk as his pussy sucked the cum from my dick.

“Shit! I’m about to be addicted to this pussy,” I chuckled, massaging and smacking his hairy buns.

“Mmmm, that’s what I want. Just like how I’m addicted to that big-ass dick. You fucked me so damned deep, Sayid.”

“Yeah! You like these inches, huh? Eleven-and-a-half inches and thick, all for you. That is, if you want it like that on the regular.”

“Fuck yeah, I want it like that,” Marcus mewed, a smile curling his lips as he looked back at me.

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Marcus’ POV

As much as I enjoyed taking that big-ass dick, and as much as I was fiending for it, my love for Hamilton over-rode that. My asshole was quivering, sure, and I would have relished a second round riding that giant caramel shaft but now I knew something more had to be going on. I knew Hamilton far too well. He came home like an excited child anytime he had fucked another guy, eager to tell me every detail of the hot sexual experience. Likewise, I told him everything about any guy I fucked apart from him. For someone who could sling dick that damned good, there was no fucking way that Hamilton wouldn’t tell me about Sayid. There had to be a lot more going on than Hamilton simply wanting that big caramel dick all to himself. There just had to be! I put my foot to the pedal and zoomed down the highway toward home, my stomach churning with both fear and anxiety over what I was about to uncover.