William

Anthony

By the time I got back to my office, I had an internal message that the 20,000 had hit, along with a couple of congratulatory messages from my partners, including things like “what a big one to land” and “do everything you can to develop this one, everybody’s already talking.”

Fuck. And they knew none of the story, although I did put a plug in to thank William for his help. Of course he stopped by to smile and say “thanks, boss,” almost laughing as he grabbed his crotch.

Damn. This was a whole new twist on how lawyers fuck their clients.

Shortly after all that, William transferred a call to me: “It’s Tony, but just so you know, you really should be calling him Anthony. I’m sure you’ll figure it out. And of course he’ll have a hard-on for you as well.”

Anthony seemed a bit surprised, but pleased, when I called him Anthony, especially since William transferred him by conference call, calling him Tony. “I was really just calling to confirm that you received the first payment. Something tells me there will be many to follow.” He then added: “Oh, and I hope you enjoyed your drink when you were here. Hopefully you’ll be a bit more thirsty next time. I would love to serve you. I do my best to please Mr. Clifford, and of course I’ll be more than happy to help make sure you please him as well. I understand you’re the best he’s come across so far, so I’m hopeful to see you again soon. Plus, those boxer shorts looked nice.”

So the dude knew I drank his boss’ piss, right there in the office. And he already volunteered his own? And he somehow even saw my underwear when I was there?

Shit. I had to work, although, as Markus had promised, the first assignment from him really was a no-brainer. He called, shortly after he sent it: “We’ll ease into this, if you know what I mean. But definitely keep me posted so, we make sure your bills are big enough. William has already warned me on how you underestimate yourself. Even if you did prove yourself otherwise this morning. Damn. Any chance you have time for one more workout sometime today?”

“You’re the client, Markus. So of course I’ll accommodate you however and whenever you’d like. And honestly, even if you weren’t, it’s a pleasure to have whatever opportunity you will give me to try to please you.”

“Fuck. Did you forget Tony is also listening to this call? Not that it’s bad. Just that my understanding is that you always deliver. You’ve already had him excited ever since he met you.”

That kind of left me speechless.

“Why don’t we shoot for 7 at the gym? Does that work?”

“Of course. It’s not uncommon for me to work late, anyway.”

“But it may mean just the two of us, unless Tony decides to join in.”

“Entirely your call, Markus. I am always happy to see you.”

“Tell William I owe him. Oh, and the budget for this project is over 30K, so if you bill us for something just under that you’ll be a hero to more than just me. Even if I am fine with just the latter.”

“Damn. Sorry if I get distracted just hearing your voice once in a while. Thank you so much.”

Markus laughed: “I’ll do my best to keep you more distracted. I promise.”

And shortly after the call, William stopped by: “Markus told me to stop by to make sure you’re not too thirsty.” As he grabbed his crotch. As I went further down the path of just undoing his pants, pulling his cock out, and drinking away.

“Thanks, boss. I’ll let Markus know.” Then he smiled. “And Anthony.”

So 6:30 finally came, and I headed off to the gym, thinking I’d do my best to get there before Markus.

And there was Anthony, waiting for me: “Mr. Clifford just asked me to stop by to help get you ready, if you know what I mean.” And with that one more grab of a crotch for the day, as it just occurred to me I had never seen Anthony naked before. “You’re more than welcome to just help yourself if you’d like. The guy minding the place is Mr. Clifford’s anyway, so there’s no need to worry about anything. I’m sure Mr. Clifford would be more than pleased to know I’ve prepped you.”

Wow. So Markus’ connections ran that deep. And who knows how much Anthony was willing to go for him. So I was at least curious as I felt Anthony’s bulge, until it was in my hand and I started wondering just exactly how much I must have bitten off already.

Anthony’s cock was huge, and fat. I was still trying to get my head around how this was all supposed to work, even as his dick grew longer, harder, and even fatter. We were the only ones in the dressing room, so it was hard not to at least lick my lips as his pink cockhead started emerging from his black shaft and foreskin.

“I’m more than happy to go to the bathroom where Mr. Clifford typically fucks you, if you’d prefer. I have to believe you’re ok with my lubing you up with a load in preparation for him.”

Damn. I didn’t even know how to address this guy, who was so matter-of-fact about everything that I was even wondering how he had enough emotion to get so hard, let alone fuck me.

“I’d be pleased to prepare you. And I’m sure Mr. Clifford would be pleased with my opening you up a bit. It seems like he quite enjoyed his time with you this morning, even though I’m not as confident as William on my coaching skills.”

This was driving me nuts. But the combination of his devotion to his boss, the sheer size of his hard cock, and the beauty of his pink cockhead was more than enough to overwhelm me, as I slowly put my mouth over it, wondering if he actually got horny and came, or whether Markus would just somehow come along and push the right button to make Anthony cum.

And just as I was getting used to the size of his throbbing cock in my mouth, I heard Markus: “Good job, Tony. Now if you can just lube up his ass so we can have a relaxing time,” as I felt a hand slowly pushing me deeper onto Anthony. “Let’s just make sure we get that first load where it belongs, my boy,” as Markus rearranged me and his assistant, and before I knew it Markus was overseeing me getting loaded up: “I can’t wait to get in there and drive his nut in deeper. You are quite the prize, my man.”

And Markus kissed me, as Anthony unloaded, unsurprisingly quietly filling me with a first load for the evening: “We’ll get you a good bonus here, Tony.”

Fuck. It was all so businesslike, but somehow still so sexy.

Markus looked at me: “You and I are going to do lots and lots of closings together, my friend. So just suck me enough so I can get in there and open you up while you clean him off.”