“Bend over and arch your back more, bitch,” I grunted as I stopped driving my stiff dick into him to slap him on the side of his right cheek. I heard a groan as Alex readjusted himself and my dick slipped out. I slapped him again. “I didn’t say stop,” I said as I grabbed a bottle of water and tipped it over to take a swig. He gingerlylet go of the chain he was holding onto and reached behind to grab my cock and gingerly sank back onto it. I felt his ass muscles relax and adapt to the intrusion as his back muscles contorted in pain despite knowing how stiff his own dick was.
“Hey boss, when are you going to let me work on some cars again?” He said as he started to rock back and forth. “It’s been a few weeks, and the guys have been using me non-stop. I barely have time to do anything except clean myself out and lube up again,” he whined as I hit his g-spot. Tony happened to walk in as he turned his head to see him, and he turned red as I waved him over. “Alex’s talking too much, messing up my mood, mind stuffing his mouth for a bit?” Tony grunted and grinned. “No problem boss,” and walked up as he grabbed Tony by the chin and lefted him up to look at him. “Take it out, and watch the teeth.” “Fuck, Tony, you’re the biggest guy here. You know I can’t just take it…” he croacked out as he did as told.
Alex was my second in command at the garage until I caught him skimming from me and the other workers. The dude was single, worked out a ton, and otherwise had been a great employee over the years but one thing you don’t mess with us our money. We got him to come to the garage one night for a celebration, and got the jump on him. We held him down, tied up, and let him explain after we showed him all the evidence we had that could land him jobless and in jail. He begged and cried and told me he’d do anything but ruin his life. I asked around and some of the guys wanted to mess with him in ways that they knew he’d hate. They proposed we keep him around and make him earn the money back with interest. And they were okay with keeping him around, just as long as he’d give them a little release whenever anyone wanted. Or fire him and report him to the police. I liked that idea, I can keep him so long as everyone agrees, otherwise we’ll have to report him. I looked at Alex who was freaking out, told him to pick and after a moment he nodded. I had him untied and get on his knees, going to each person to ask for forgiveness, and if anyone refused his advances we’d take him to the police. So in that garage, poor Alex crawled in front of 10 guys and took 10 dicks down his throat that night. And we recorded it, his agreement to the plan, and all 10 fucks with our faces blurred out but not his.
As Alex said, it’s been a few weeks, he shows up to work before the rest of us and tries to work on cars before he has to strip naked as the first person arrives, usually me. I do give him some cars to work with to, but that comes second to satisfying us, and with all the guys around he’s usually too busy to meet the secondary quota. He get’s paid hourly, but that money goes back to each person that uses him. The more the specific guy fucks his throat or uses his ass, the more the money is paid back to them. All in all, most of us are happy with the situation, even the ones that don’t normally fuck around with dudes. Alex wishes he could go back to how things were, but watching him bounce around and milk my dick with this ass, which he’s gagging as Tony grabs his face and skullfucks him, I don’t think that will happen anytime soon.
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