Chapter 30

Dan feels the hot, heavy flesh slide past his lips, the salty taste of Eric's precome coating his tongue. He gags slightly as Eric pushes deeper, his hand tangling in Dan's hair to hold him in place. "That's it," Eric hisses, his voice tight with satisfaction.

Dan's hands clutch at Eric's thighs for support as he's forced to take more and more of the man's thickness into his throat. Tears stream down his face, and saliva dribbles from his chin, but Eric shows no mercy, continuing to thrust into his mouth with increasing fervor.

Eric's pace becomes brutal, his hips snapping forward to bury his cock deeper into Dan's throat with each thrust. Dan's airway is completely blocked, and he's forced to rely on his nose for breathing, his face pressed against Eric's groin as he struggles to cope with the intense gagging.

"Look up at me, Dan," Eric demands, his voice hoarse with desire. Dan manages to tilt his head back, tears streaming down his face as he looks up at Eric, his eyes wide and watery.

Eric's gaze is intense as he stares down at Dan, his expression a mask of dominance and lust. He reaches out with his free hand to grab a fistful of Dan's hair, yanking his head back further to open his throat even wider. "Now, choke on it,"

Dan gurgles pathetically as Eric's next thrust cuts off his airway completely. His body convulses as he struggles for breath, his hands clawing futilely at Eric's thighs. Eric's eyes blaze as he watches Dan's desperate struggle, his own release nearing.

With a final, brutal thrust, Eric forces his entire length down Dan's throat, holding him there as he erupts in a powerful orgasm. His cock pulses and throbs, shooting stream after stream of thick, hot semen directly into Dan's stomach.

Dan's eyes roll back in his head, and his body goes limp as Eric's seed floods his system. Eric's grip on his hair tightens as he continues to unload into the helpless boy, a low growl of satisfaction rumbling in his chest. "Swallow it all,"

Eric commands, his voice dripping with authority. Dan's throat works mechanically as he tries to breathe and swallow at the same time, the sheer volume of semen threatening to overflow his stomach. Finally, with a desperate gulp, he manages to swallow the last of Eric's load.

Eric loosens his grip on Dan's hair, allowing his head to fall forward as he pulls out of the boy's mouth. Dan collapses to the floor, gasping for air and wiping the tears and saliva from his face.

Eric looks down at Dan, his expression inscrutable. He tucks himself back into his pants, zipping up and buckling his belt before crouching down to grab Dan by the chin, forcing the boy to look up at him.

"You did well," Eric says approvingly, his thumb brushing away a tear from Dan's cheek. "Very well." His gaze drifts to the staircase landing once more, then back to Dan. "But we're not done yet."

Dan takes a shuddering breath, bracing himself for what's to come. "W-what else do you want to do to me?" he asks, his voice hoarse from the rough treatment. Eric's lips curl into a predatory smile.

"Everything," he answers, his voice dropping to a low, menacing growl. "I'm going to take you in every position imaginable, Dan. I'm going to claim every hole as mine. And you're going to take it all, aren't you?"

"Fine, but not here. Not at the company's emergency staircase." Dan spoke.

"Eric's eyes narrow, his grip on Dan's chin tightening. 'Not here, huh?' he repeats, standing up and pulling Dan to his feet. 'Very well, let's move this to a more suitable location.' He leads Dan out of the stairwell and down the hallway, towards the executive offices."

Eric leads Dan into his own office, locking the door behind them. The room is dimly lit, the only light coming from the city skyline visible through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Eric releases Dan, pushing him roughly towards the expansive mahogany desk that dominates the space.

"Bend over the desk," Eric orders, his voice cold and commanding. Dan hesitates for a moment, glancing back at Eric uncertainty. Eric's expression darkens, his hand balling into a fist. "Now, Dan," he growls warningly.

Dan hurriedly turns back to the desk and bends over, gripping the edge tightly. Eric approaches from behind, running his hands possessively over Dan's backside. He reaches down and unbuckles Dan's belt, unbuttoning his pants and pushing them down to his knees along with his underwear.

Eric spits into his palm and reaches between Dan's cheeks, rubbing the saliva onto his hole. Dan tenses at the cold, wet touch, but relaxes as Eric's skilled fingers gently massage and stretch him open.

With a satisfied grunt, Eric lines up his own thick, hard cock with Dan's prepared hole. He grips Dan's hip tightly and pushes forward, forcing his way inside in one brutal thrust. Dan lets out a muffled cry as he's split open, his face buried in the desk to muffle the sound.

Eric begins to move inside Dan, his powerful hips snapping forward with each thrust. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh fills the room, punctuated by Dan's quiet whimpers. Eric's hand tightens in Dan's hair, pulling his head back painfully as he pounds into him from behind.

Dan's arms tremble as he clings to the desk, his body shaking with each brutal thrust. Tears stream down his face as he's used and claimed by Eric, his hole stretched to its limit by the large dick pounding into him.

Eric's breathing grows heavier as he nears the edge. He leans forward, his weight pressing Dan's chest onto the desk as he speeds up his thrusts. "You're taking it so well, Dan," he hisses in the younger man's ear, his voice laced with satisfaction.

Dan's body stiffens as Eric's thick member grazes over his prostate with just the right angle. A low moan escapes his lips, despite his attempt to stay silent. Eric's hand clamps over his mouth, muffling any further sounds as he continues to drive into him.

Dan yelps in surprise as he's manhandled, his bare ass now prominently displayed. Eric wastes no time, gripping Dan's hips and slamming into his raw, tender hole. Dan's hands scrabble for purchase on the desk, papers scattering as Eric takes him with renewed vigor.

Eric's fingers dig into Dan's hips as he fucks him hard and fast, the desk creaking beneath them. Dan's face is buried in a stack of papers, his mouth open in a silent scream. Eric reaches around and grasps Dan's small dick, stroking it in time with his thrusts.

Dan's body quivers, overwhelmed with sensation. His untouched cock throbs in Eric's grip, leaking steadily. Eric's thrusts become erratic, his heavy balls drawing up tight. "Fuck, I'm going to cum," he growls, pounding into Dan's abused hole with wild abandon.

With a final, brutal thrust, Eric buries himself to the hilt and roars as he spills into Dan's unprotected hole. His warmth fills Dan, dripping out as Eric continues to slowly thrust, milking his own spent member.

Eric collapses forward, his chest pressing against Dan's back as he catches his breath. He kisses Dan's shoulder tenderly, a stark contrast to the rough treatment he'd just received. "Good boy," he murmurs softly, nuzzling against Dan's neck before slowly withdrawing and stepping back.

Dan remains face-down on the desk, his body trembling from the intense fucking he'd just received. He can feel Eric's cum leaking out of his stretched hole, the cool air hitting his sensitive rim. After a moment, he slowly sits up, his ass cheeks hanging low as he tries to catch his breath.

Eric watches with a satisfied smirk as Dan gingerly sits up and rubs his sore bottom. "You alright?" he asks mockingly, cleaning himself up with a handkerchief. "Can't walk right, can you?"

Dan glares at him, his face flushing with a mix of anger and embarrassment. "Shut up," he mutters, slowly sliding off the desk and carefully pulling up his pants. He wobbles slightly as he stands, confirming Eric's taunting words.

"Are you satisfied now?" Dan demands, glaring at Eric as he struggles to pull up his pants. His hole throbs painfully, Eric's release still seeping out."

"Eric smirks at Dan, buttoning up his own shirt leisurely. 'For now,' he replies nonchalantly. 'But then again, I'm always ready for more. Isn't that right, Dan?"

Dan's face burns with anger and humiliation as he finally manages to get his pants up, the cool fabric rubbing against his sensitive, recently-fucked ass. He can feel Eric's eyes on him, judging him, and it only adds to his frustration. "Shut up,"

he snaps, trying to storm past Eric but stumbling slightly as his legs still wobble from the aftermath of the rough fucking. Eric quickly steps forward, catching Dan by the arm to steady him. "Careful there, Dan," he teases, his grip firm on Dan's arm.

Dan glares up at Eric, his breath hitching as he's reminded of the other man's strength. Eric's large hand circles Dan's bicep, making him feel small and fragile in comparison. "Let me go," Dan hisses, trying to tug his arm free.

Eric tightens his grip, slowly pulling Dan closer. "Not until you apologize for snapping at me," he says softly, his voice low and menacing. His other hand reaches down to squeeze Dan's backside, making him wince at the sudden contact with his tender flesh. "Come on, Dan."

Dan sucks in a sharp breath, his face contorting as Eric's hand squeezes his abused bottom. His body tenses, trying to shrink away from the painful contact. His traitorous body responds to Eric's touch, his spent member stirring back to life. "Fine, fine, I'm sorry!"

he practically whimpers, hating himself for giving in so easily. Eric releases his arm but keeps his hand on Dan's ass, rubbing and kneading the soft flesh. "That's more like it," Eric purrs, his thumb brushing over Dan's hole through his pants.

Dan bites his lip to stifle a needy whimper, his body leaning into Eric's touch involuntarily. Eric smirks, knowing exactly what effect he's having on Dan. He slowly slides his hand up, fingers splayed wide to cover as much of Dan's bottom as possible.

"Now, let's get you cleaned up and fed," Eric says, his voice warm and comforting. He guides Dan towards the bathroom, his hand never leaving Dan's ass. Dan follows meekly, his mind still reeling from the intensity of their argument and the aftermath of their rough sex.

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Warren stared at his phone full of rage from what he's seeing right now. "You're having fun, huh…" He clenched his hand still holding his phone.

"I need to get him. I NEED TO GET, DAN…" He grumbled, His phone cracked.