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Ben threw his sweat soaked and soiled work clothes into the washer. He then turned on the shower water and stared at his naked body in the mirror while the water warmed up. He had just be viciously sexually dominated by a coworker, Eddie. He had no idea Eddie was even like that. His body didnt seem to show any signs of Eddie's rough actions, but its like Ben could still feel Eddies fingers in his hole, his hands around his body commanding him, and as Bens fingers moved up to touch his lips he thought about Eddie's massive cock fucking his mouth.

Ben stepped into the shower, the hot water cascading over his skin and washing away Eddie's sweat and fluids. His mind wandered to the recent events as he replayed in his head how Eddie had taken control of him, pushing Ben's body against the wall and exploring his intimate areas with an eager and aggressive touch. He remembered the sensation of Eddie's huge cock slipping between his lips, filling his mouth until it seemed like he couldn't take any more. The forcefulness of Eddie's thrusts as he pounded into Ben's waiting body made him shudder with pleasure.

He could still feel Eddie's fingers inside him, pushing deeper and deeper until he thought he would cum just from the feeling of being so filled up. Ben slowly ran his hands down his body, feeling the pleasurable aches and tingles that Eddie had left behind. His fingers explored every inch of his body, lingering in places that felt particularly sensitive from Eddie's touch.

He moaned softly as he spread his legs slightly, allowing his fingers to glide over his inner thighs and around his most intimate area, sending a shiver of pleasure through his body. He imagined Eddie standing there with him, his hands caressing Ben as he pushed inside again. Slowly, Ben moved his hand up to his lips as he remembered the taste of Eddie and the pleasure it had given him.

Ben took ahold of the shampoo bottle, slightly smaller than the width of Eddie's two fingers, and carefully inserted it into his wet hole. He pushed the bottle in and out with his bodyweight and the help of the wall, feeling the delicious sensation as it filled and stretched him. His other hand roamed downwards, stroking his chubby cock as he imagined it was Eddie's fingers inside of him.

Ben imagined himself taking Eddie deeper and deeper while he moaned in pleasure, his hand in his mouth pretending it belonged to Eddie. The hot water cascaded down Ben's naked, chubby body, providing a soothing sensation to his aching muscles. With the privacy of his home, Ben allowed himself to revel in the pleasure he felt as he moved the shampoo bottle inside of him in an up and down motion. His breathing grew more and more labored as waves of earth-shattering pleasure coursed through him. His moans became louder as he took the bottle deeper and deeper, pushing himself closer and closer to the point of no return. All the while his hand never left his hard cock, stroking it in time with his thrusts.

He imagined that it was Eddie taking him and the thought made him moan even louder. For once, he felt completely free to enjoy every single sensation of pleasure without fear of being heard. He gasped and cried out with each thrust, pushing himself further and further into ecstasy until finally he reached his climax with a loud groan of satisfaction.

Ben stepped out of the shower, looking at his wet, thick body with newfound appreciation. Eddie had been rough and said hurtful things, but it was now clear to Ben that his body had aroused Eddie in some way. He ran his hands over his skin, feeling a mixture of pleasure and pain from the recent encounter. His body was still tingling from the intensity of the experience and he found himself craving more. For the first time, he felt proud of his body and what it could do. No longer did he feel ashamed or self-conscious about his size; instead he embraced it and the pleasure it brought to him and others.

Ben thought about Eddie's final words, realizing that he was far from finished with him. He wasn't sure when their next encounter would be, but Ben had no doubt that it was coming. His mind drifted to the moment when Eddie had finished in his mouth, and he placed a hand on his stomach as he felt himself still full of Eddie's seed. He could still feel Eddie's hands all over his body, commanding and exploring. The thought sent a jolt of exhilaration through him. Ben felt his already soft cock stiffen at the thought of Eddie.

He wondered if Eddie would ever want to actually fuck him, or if he was just content with providing dominant blow jobs. His cheeks flushed at the thought of his thick body bouncing on top of Eddie's muscled toned one, feeling his large uncut cock fill his cheeks. He imagined the sensation of Eddie pushing deep inside him, his hands gripping tightly onto Ben's hips as he thrust in and out. The thought caused an ache of pleasure to course through his veins. Ben grabbed a towel and headed to his bed, still naked and aroused from his thoughts of Eddie. He lay down and began to stroke himself, imagining Eddie pushing into him and exploring his inner depths. His moans grew louder as he increased the intensity of his thrusts, until finally he reached his climax in a wave of pleasure.

Over the next day and the rest of the week at work, Ben had completely lost his confidence. In the safety and privacy of his own home, he had let his perverse desires run wild, but back in public he was painfully aware of the risks associated with such activities. He felt the judgmental eyes of his coworkers, knowing that if Eddie ever told anyone what they had done, Ben would be exposed.

His body also didn't feel ready to perform at any given moment; it was a far cry from the porn movies he had watched where people could just start fucking without any build-up. His shy, self-conscious ways had returned and Ben found himself feeling embarrassed about his newfound sexual desires.

Eddie hadn't said or done anything to indicate that he wanted a repeat of their encounter; in fact, it almost seemed like it had never happened. Ben found himself wondering if it was a one-time thing, or if Eddie had simply moved on to a different partner.

His heart sank as he browsed through Eddie's Instagram and saw pictures of him with a hot girl, looking like they were having a great time together. He told himself that it didn't matter, but the truth was that he had already started to develop feelings for Eddie and now those feelings were threatening to overwhelm him.

Toward the end of his Friday evening, Ben was getting a soda out of the fridge when he felt a strong hand press into his ass. He cried out in surprise as the force pushed him against the refrigerator door. He struggled to free himself as Eddie's fingers tried to painfully dig into his hole through his clothes. He could feel Eddie's hot breath on his neck as he spoke in a low whisper.

"And here I thought you'd have some kind of self-respect after last time," Eddie growled. "But you still come in all week, in your tight clothes, showing off your fat ass and tits." His fingers wiggled inside Ben's clothes, pushing the fabric further into his hole. He grabbed Ben's chin and turned his face to look up at him, a smirk on his lips.

"It looks like you still want it, and I'm more than happy to give it to you." Ben feared for a moment that Eddie actually meant right then and there in the breakroom kitchen. He felt Eddie's crotch pressing against his ass, and his body involuntarily pressed back into it, feeling Eddie's bulge pushing nicely between his cheeks. His heart raced as he suddenly became aware of the danger of their situation and the risk of getting caught.

Eddie leaned in closer and whispered in his ear, "Wow slut you really wanna ride my cock." Ben blushed as his body's intentions were so easy to read. Just the words Eddie said sent images of Ben bent over the counter, being plowed by Eddie's long, thick uncut cock. His cheeks flushed as he imagined the sensation of Eddie thrusting deep inside him, their bodies slapping against each other with each stroke. He could feel the pleasure radiating through his entire body and longed for the moment when it would become reality.

Ben heard Eddie spit a glob of spit into his hand, then with one arm around Ben's neck he used his other hand to slip under Ben's pants and push the spit into his dry hole. Ben cried out in pain and whimpered, feeling his body tense from the sensation. He could feel Eddie's breath on his neck as he leaned in closer, his voice low and menacing.

"That's it. You need to be ready for me, slut." He pushed further, the spit acting as a lubricant for his fingers as they explored Ben's intimate areas. With each movement, Ben felt his body growing more aroused and desperate for Eddie's touch. Ben was in a whirlwind of pain and pleasure, his pants tightly pressed against his growing cock, fingers pushing into his hole. His body was shoved against the fridge while Eddie's strong arms restricted his breathing.

He could smell Eddie's manly cologne, the scent driving him wild with desire. His moans grew louder as Eddie continued to massage and explore his most intimate areas, their bodies only inches away from each other. He could feel the heat radiating between them, and just knew that if he could just have a few more moments in Eddie's arms, all the pleasure and pain would be worth it.

Ben accidentally made his desperate desires completely known as he began to work his hips in sync with Eddie's fingers, pushing them in and out of him. This got a delightfully gleeful reaction from Eddie, "I knew you liked it, you little whore. I can see the desire in your eyes, your fat cheeks always wanting to be filled." He squeezed Ben's hips tightly as he said this, increasing the intensity of his thrusts and causing Ben to moan even louder.

Ben desperately wanted it to end, but he couldn't stop himself. His pleasure was mounting as Eddie moved his other hand to explore Ben's mouth, pushing his fingers inside as the taste and smell of Eddie filled his senses. He was now uncomfortably pinned between the fridge and Eddie's body, feeling Eddie's fingers wildly fuck his hole while his mouth tasted Eddie's skin. He couldn't help but think of it being Eddie's cock, and he moaned in pleasure at the thought. His body shuddered with pleasure. His fantasies ran wild, desperately wanting to shove Eddie's cock in his mouth while his fingers still fucked him, right there in the employee breakroom.

But all of these perverse fantasies were building and his cock, pressed against his pants and the refrigerator, was crying out for release. He thought about the idea of soiling his pants right there at work, the scene seeming both dreadfully embarrassing and excitingly naughty. He let out a low moan as he realized just how far gone he was and that he had no control over his own body anymore.

"Please don't," Ben begged between Eddie's fingers, his breath becoming shallow. But Eddie ignored him, continuing to pump both of Ben's holes until Ben finally gave a guttural moan as he came in his pants. Ben felt his body melting into a pool of pleasure, his hips thrusting wildly against Eddie's hands as the orgasm ripped through him. His asshole closed tight around Eddie's fingers as he came, eliciting a satisfied moan from Eddie. He could feel Eddie's smirk on his neck as his fingers pulled away, leaving Ben panting and gasping for breath.

Ben felt the warmth of his cum spread through his underwear and work pants, the sensation exquisite but humiliating. He could feel the wetness against his skin, the heat and pressure making it seem like Eddie was still inside him, filling him up with pleasure. His cheeks burned as he realized the sheer depravity of what he had just done, and he prayed that no one would ever know. Eddie's words echoed in his head— "such a little slut", "so desperate for it".

Eddie stepped back and looked at the large wet spot on Ben's pants, a clear indication of how pleasured he had become. "Look at you," Eddie said with a smirk. "You little slut, you came without me even touching you. You're so desperate for it." He shook his head in disbelief before adding, "I knew you wanted it, but I didn't expect you to be this horny."

Ben was embarrassed and ashamed, the heat of his body radiating off him. Eddie stepped closer to him again, pushing his fingers that had just been inside Ben's hole back into his mouth. He painfully pulled Ben's head so he couldn't look him in the eyes and then whispered in his ear. "I know something that will make sure we can fill your hungry hole even when I'm not around," he said with sadistic glee. "It should arrive over the weekend, and you better be ready to take it."

Ben shuddered at the thought, feeling the heat of Eddie's fingers teasing his tongue while tasting his own sweat and the remnants of their recent encounter.

And just like that, Eddie was gone and Ben was left in a state of arousal and confusion. He had to return to his desk in his cum-soaked pants for the last hour, desperately trying to not focus on the throes of pleasure that he had just experienced.

Ben could feel his warm cum slowly seeping around his cock and balls, the hot wetness dripping down his taint and running down one of his legs. The sensation made him shudder, reminding him of the pleasure he had just experienced in the breakroom kitchen. He felt a deep ache between his thighs as he recalled Eddie's rough yet passionate touch, his fingers exploring every inch of his body while commanding him to submit.

As Ben finally clocked out for the weekend, he felt a deep sense of shame and humiliation coursing through him. He had been faced with a pleasure so intense that it pushed him past his boundaries, and he was now painfully aware of the risk he had taken by allowing Eddie to explore his body. He feared the judgement of his coworkers and he wanted nothing more than to forget about the events that had just transpired. But even as he left the building, Ben still had the image of Eddie's smirk in his mind, and he could feel the heat of his cum still running down his leg, a reminder that he had just experienced something that he would never forget.