I went back to my desk and sorted out the information and files Lori had given me to take with me to The City. I checked my watch again and couldn't believe how fast the morning had gone. Well, you know what they say, "Time flies when somebody's riding your face"......or something like that. I checked my recent e-mails and then checked my watch again. It was another five minutes until lunch but I figured nobody would notice and I was so hungry for Mr. Wolfe's cum that I decided to go early. I speeded to the elevator and headed down. I moved in a hurried walk after I spotted his van parked at the curb. I was anxious to get some more of his cock in me somewhere. Servicing Lori had been absolutely wonderful but I was really craving his big meat and a load of warm thick cream. I opened the passenger door of the van and climbed in.
"Well cocksucker, you're a little early," said Mr. Wolfe as he looked up from a magazine he'd been reading. "A little anxious, are we?" he asked with a leer.
"Yes sir," I said sheepishly.
"Hmmmmm, I bet you wish this was you, eh faggot?" he said as he passed me the page of the magazine he had open. As he started the van, I looked down at a picture of a young guy lying back on a bed. There were about five guys kneeling around his upper body. You could only see them from about the waist down. They all had big cocks that looked heavy as if they had recently cum. It was easy to tell why as the guy's face below them was almost completely hidden under their loads of cum. His eyes were closed and his tongue was licking around his lips in the picture. My God.....yes....I wished this was me. Mr. Wolfe gave a hearty laugh as he saw me staring intently at the picture.
"Stick we me, faggot. You'll get as much cum as you can handle. If you want something like that, I can arrange it, no problem." He looked at me with a questioning look as he continued to drive.
"Ummm.....I don't know sir," I said as I looked once more at the guy's tongue licking into the mass of cum on his face.
"Oh, I think you know. I think you know that is what you'd love to do. You need as much cum as you can get, right cocksucker? The more you get to swallow, the happier you are, right?" He looked at me knowingly as I felt myself turning red again.
"Yes sir."
"So, do you think you'd like to try that sometime?" he asked again.
"Yes sir. If you think it would be okay with you sir." I answered as I looked up into his eyes.
"Oh yeah, it would be just fine with me," he said with a wink. "I'll let you know. Hey, here we are at your favorite sausage place." I looked outside as we pulled into the mall parking lot again. He wheeled the van around the side and went towards the large empty parking area near the back. There was a large dark sedan parked near where we were yesterday and he pulled alongside. I looked out as two men got out of the car. I could see they were both around forty-five to fifty and had that similar military bearing as Mr. Wolfe and Dutch. One guy was about average build and white while the other guy was a big burly black man. The both went towards the back of the van.
"C'mon kid," Mr. Wolfe said as he took my shoulder and turned me towards the opening into the back of the van. As I moved between the seats the back door opened and the two men climbed in. The van seemed to drop significantly lower when the big black guy climbed in.
"Hey Wolfe," said the white guy as they made their way forwards. "Is this the guy?" he said pointing to me.
"Yep. That's him," Mr. Wolfe said with an arm on my shoulder.
"So, he takes it at both ends, right?" the guy asked as he looked me up and down. It seemed at this point that this guy was doing the talking for both of them.
"Absolutely, no problem."
"And you said twenty bucks each right?" the guy said as he reached into his back pocket.
"That's for a blowjob. If you want some of both ends, it's gonna be thirty each."
"You're a fucking pirate, Wolfe. Always have been and always will be." The white guy started laughing out loud, the black guy and Mr. Wolfe soon joined in. They both reached into their wallets and started passing some bills to Mr. Wolfe. He slipped the money into his own wallet.
"Okay cocksucker, I'd like to introduce you to two friends of mine. This is Reg," he said nodding towards the white guy, "and this big fella over here is Tank." The big black guy simply nodded in my direction. "Now faggot, remember what we talked about on the way over. Well, if you want that to happen sometime, it's likely that Reg and Tank here will be there. So I want you to be real nice to them now, you hear?" Mr. Wolfe asked me.
"Yes sir," I said meekly.
"Good, now get your clothes off," he said as he took a spot in one of the captain's chairs.
