JACS 2

 "That asshole was really a piece of work! If you were there, we could have beat the shit out of her. Who cares if she is a wo-"

Zoning out, Krist barely heard Rome's rambling about Tarra-one of their co-trainees who recently bagged one of the team leads.

If only his friend knew who Krist recently 'banged'.

"Were were you yesterday anyway?"

"Oh. . . Just. . . Around."

"Hmmmn. Don't go somewhere else next time, okay? That bitch is really getting into my nerves. She's only been here for less than 3 months like us but she acts like she's already a regular because she became one of the lead's girlfriend. I can also get a boyfriend!"

Krist forced himself to chuckle so as not to worry his friend. For the duration of their lunch break, he tried to act as normal as he can.

As normal as anyone could be after losing their V card to their bosses' boss.

As normal as anyone could be after receiving a proposition from their bosses' boss.

They were about to go back to their stations to continue the rest of their shift when one of the secretaries approached their table. "Are you Mr. Sangpotirat? Mr. Ruangroj would like to see you. Please follow me."

He was about to ask the secretary for a bit more time but she already went on her way. With a sigh, he turned towards Rome and apologized. He could not disobey the biggest boss.

Hastily, he followed the woman who regarded him with contempt. Krist could clearly see it in her eyes- not to mention her actions.

When he entered the same office he lost his V-card last night, he felt his entire body shiver both in terror and excitement. Was he turning into some kind of slut?

"I never said you can enter my office." The stranger behind the expensive desk pointedly stared at the female secretary beside Krist who paled and excused herself immediately.

Frozen on his spot, he can only stupidly stare at the man who took advantage of him the night before.

Black hair, sharp eyes, dark eyebrows, an aristocratic nose, thin red lips and that jawline. . . That jawline would be the death of him. Wrong.

That face would kill him!

When the darker male stood up from his desk, Krist's appraising gaze slid down from his face to his body. Broad should-Krist can't help blush when he remembered how he bit and scratched the said shoulders.

He better not go there.

"Seems like you found your way back."

Krist bit his lower lip. He all but ran out last night when he got his sanity back. There was no way he could stay and talk to this handsome stranger after such a shamefu-

"Come closer."

Closer? No fucking way! Handsome he may be, this guy took advantage of him last night. No. That's putting it lightly.

This man raped him last night!

"I'd rather stay here, Sir."

"Do you want to keep your job?"

The question made his blood run cold. Is he blackmailing him?!

"If you want to continue working for this company, you better obey me." Dark emotionless eyes beckoned him. "Krist Sangpotirat. A new grad with two siblings and a mother working as a pre-school teacher. Your older brother cannot feed you because he now has his own famiy. Your younger sister is still in senior high. You can't afford losing this job and the repercussions of being blacklisted."

Fear like no other made Krist shiver. He's serious. This stranger is dead serious with the crap he is saying.

"Come closer."

Dragging his feet, he obeyed. "What do you want?"

"Take off your clothes."

What?!

"Sir I-"

"Take off your clothes and go on all fours. I want you to present your ass to me.

"But I-"

"Don't make me repeat myself. Obey. If you can't, you can leave."

Leave. Krist badly wants to do so. But how about his mother? His younger sister? This is his first job and finding another one would not be easy. Not to mention if he'd be blacklisted because of this prick!

He doesn't know what to do! He needs the job but not to the desperate point wherein he'd trade his dignity for a career. Then again, the stranger already took his v-card. What was there for him to keep aside from his pride? Pride won't feed his family nor send his sister so school.

Maybe he can still run away?

"Don't make me wait."

Or not.

Body trembling and eyes tearing up, Krist found himself loosening his buttons.

Hope this is the right choice.

Krist barely had time to contemplate on losing his Virginity. Unlike females and fellow males, Krist never had the opportunity to sit and contemplate about what happened.

Everyday, he'd go to work. After lunch, a secretary would be sent to get him.

No one asks where he had been.

No one asks what he had been doing.

After his scheduled lunch, the rest of his day would belong to Singto- the handsome stranger. His big bosses' boss.

"Hnnnnmmmm ahhhhh ahhhh. . . Pleaaaase go deeep-ahhhhh. . . Ahhhhh!"

Undulating in each thrust, Krist's hips moved on their own as Singto held his hips down on the bed and went harder inside him. His hands clawed on the duvet as the movements went faster and the feeling of being taken to the glorious place only the darker male could take him filled his entire body.

As he was about to reach his peak, Singto effortlessly lifted him. He was barely conscious of what was going on. Krist can only feel the warm and hard body below, the hard thighs he was sitting on, and the blinding need to move as hungry lips traveled from his throat to his chest.

The hot coil of lust in his stomach clenched and unclenched with each teasing nip on his skin. He was moaning like a cat in heat. Gasping like a drowning man needing air.

"Get on the bed and raise your legs. I want to eat you out."

Shiver of anticipation went down his spine. This is his favorite- aside from fucking.

His back on the bed, hands holding his spread legs in position, Krist raised his hips to show Singto his pink puckered hole newly ravaged and filled with cum. The older male's eyes darkened. He knew this look.

Lust.

Pure unadulterated lust.

A finger entered him as soft kisses were littered on his thighs. Krist was hard. Again. If Singto gets off in eating him out, He does too. All. The. Time.

It's always dirty and he would always scream ' 'NO' whenever Singto's tongue touches the bud inside his gapping hole and yet Krist knows he loves it. More so when the darker male would feed him his cum in a lingering kiss.

Krist was never ordered to swallow. Nope. He could throw up the milky liquid if he wanted to. It was him who didn't want to waste each drop of the tasty goodness being offered to him.

"Noooo ahhh. . . Plea-ahhhhh it's dir-ahhhhh. . . Nnhhhhgg ahhh"

"You keep on saying no but your hips keeps on thrusting towards my tongue." A big hand wrapped around his aching cock. "Seems like you need to cum again. Hold your legs up."

"Please don't. Please. . . It's dirty." Tears of humiliation trickled down Krist's eyes.

A smirk played along Singto's lips. "We both know you love it, Kit. You want my fingers and tongue to clean you up as you play with your cock. Wouldn't it feel so good to let go and feel what my hands and mouth can do to your ass?"

Krist trembled at the underlying promise of ecstasy. Singto always delivers orgasm after orgasm.

This would be no different.

Biting his lower lip, Krist lifted his legs further and looked away. "Plea-"

"Good boy."

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