Stealing at it's best. (Naochan and Rainbows)

Chrystofer smirked a little bit, getting up. He pulled out his own seven inch cock and pushed Sam onto his hands and knees. "Go on...give me head, blow me..." he whispered, raising his eyebrows a little bit. He pressed his hard cockhead against Sam's lips. "Go on..." he cooed, smiling a little bit at him. Since he didn't have lube in the office, he needed to get his cock slick one way or another. And he really liked this way.

Sam was a bit shocked when he actually stopped, his own ecection throbbing between his legs now. His eyes widened at the sight of Black's cock, especially because it was soon right in his face. He looked up at Black for a moment, almost as if to ask him if he was serious, but the look on his face said he was. He soon looked to his cock again, wondering how to go about this. He slowly opened his mouth, sticking his tongue out and licking the tip experimentally before taking the head of it in him mouth, begining to suck little by little taking more into his mouth. He was not enjoying this at all anymore.

Chrystofer groaned, but he noticed that Sam's erection was starting to go down. Though he didn't stop the man from giving him head. Not yet. He wanted to feel that pleasure before he felt the pleasure of fucking him. He placed his hands on his head, curling his fingers into Sam's hair a little bit. "Ah...such a good boy..." he whispered, groaning out a little louder, not caring if his guard heard them or not.

Sam soon had four inches in his mouth, but didn't seem to be going any further. He just started stroking whatever he couldn't fit in there sue to his gag reflex. He glanced up at him for a moment, blushing as he called him a good boy. He was already embarassed by this, and the fact that the guards could most likely hear them wasn't helping. He started sucking a bit harder, hoping that would make up for what he couldn't fit in his mouth.

Chrystofer wasn't really expecting him to take his entire length into his mouth, so it was all okay. After a moment of Sam sucking him off, Chrystofer stepped back, his cock nice and wet. "Go to the desk and bend over onto it. Spread your legs," he told the man with a small smile, stepping back again so that Sam could get out of the corner and do as he was told.

Sam almost didn't want to stop as Black polled out of his mouth. Though it was mainly because he was afraid of what was to come next. He finally let it slide out of his mouth, looking up at Mr. Black as he instructed him. He slowly stood, and nodded, meekly moving over to the desk, not really sure he wanted to go through with this. He leaned over the desk, spreading his legs and looking back at him, wondering if that was ok. He really wasn't sure about this.

"Such a good listener," Chrystofer said with a small laugh, going over to the man. He licked his finger and got his hole all nice and wet, noticing that he looked like a virgin. Which was good because this would hurt and Chrystofer wanted it to hurt him a little bit. Punishment for trying to steal from him. He then pushed his finger into the tight hole.

Sam blushed at the comment, looking down at the desk, which he was currently leaning on a large flat desk calandar. He was quite nerveous about this. Just the thought of it was driving him mad. He graoned as Black inserted his finger into his ass, his tight puckered hole only tightening more around him. It already seemed like too much and it was only this man's finger.

Chrystofer smirked a little bit. "Relax," he told the man, rubbing his back a bit with his other hand as he moved his finger in and out of his tight ass. He knew that he was going to hurt himself as well, since Sam's ass was so tight. "Moan. Don't be afraid to moan..." he whispered softly, thrusting his finger in a little more.

Sam did try to relax, knowing it would help, but it was just so hard to do so when he wasn't used to such a thing. Sam was sure he would at least scream once before this whole ordeal was over and done with. He knew this was going to be horrible for him and he dreaded it. As Black said he should moan and then only thrust his finger in more he bit his lip harder, it hurting quite a bit.

When the man was stretched out a little more than he had been, Chrystofer pulled his hand away and spread Sam's ass cheeks apart. He then grabbed his cock and pressed it against Sam's entrance. Slowly, carefully, he pushed into him, groaning out loudly at how tight the man was. Well, he couldn't expect anything less than this kind of tightness from a virgin. It felt so good though, his tight hole around his hard cock

Sam wanted to prolong his getting stretched out but he didn't really have a say about it. He whimpered a bit as he started to press into him but was soon screaming as he pushed even deeper into him. It wasn't really that he couldn't take the pain, it was just he couldn't really help it. Black was so hard and big feeling inside him, not knowing what to do. He gripped at desk, leaving little nail marks on the desk.

Chrystofer grabbed his ass cheeks again, spreading them apart so it would make it easier on the both of them. Then he pushed in a little harder, enjoying the tightness of his walls against his cock. He leaned over the man, putting his hands on the desk and bit into his neck, groaning out.

Sam groaned out loudly, not really in pleasure but kind of in pain. He gripped at the desk more, this time grabbing onto the calandar and bending up the edge. He was not enjoying this so far. In fact he was hating this man at the moment because of how uncomfortable it was. He gasped as he bit into his neck, not really expecting that, though it did feel kinda good.

Chrystofer suckled on his neck, nibbling and swirling his tongue around it. He was trying to give the man a little more pleasure than pain because sex was always better when both people were enjoying themselves. Though, he would be a liar if he said that he wasn't enjoy giving this man pain. He did deserve it after all.

Sam actually moaned as he suckled on his neck, enjoying it quite a bit. He seemed to get past the pain easier with him sucking and nibbling on his neck due to the added pleasure. He bit his lip, but couldn't help but moan again, it was getting harder for him to control the sounds he made with what was happening. And he was starting to used to the large mass in his ass.

Chrystofer smirked a little bit as he heard those sweet sounds coming from his new toy. He groaned some into his ear. He started to fuck his pet harder, reaching under Sam and wrapped his hand around his cock. He started to stroke him in rhythm with the thrusts into his ass. "That's it...it feels good...moan louder for me," he whispered into his ear.

Sam bit his lip harder, teying not to make any more noise. He was going insane with pleasure as Mr. Black started to stroke his cock in unison with his thrusts. Considering his ass was now just about completely used to the feeling of having something of that size in it he was feeling rather good by now. He shook his head as Black told him to moan for him. Dispite the pleasure He didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing it.

"I said moan," Chrystofer demanded in a more stricter tone of voice. He slammed his hips up hard against his ass, ramming against his prostate. His hand squeezed at Sam's member. "Moan for me. I own you if you have forgotten. You are mine, unless you want to go to the police and let them have their way with you..." he said in a low voice, his eyes narrowed a little bit.

As soon as Black slammed into his prostate Sam let out a loud moan. That was definitly his downfall. It felt very good but one thing was off. "You know... threats are... quite a turnoff..." He said between pants and moans. He gripped the calandar even more, moaning again, a bit louder. His body was loving this quite a bit, but the rest of him wanted to kill Mr. Black.

"Really? Because you seem to be loving the way I talk to you," Chrystofer whispered, giving his cock a squeeze, slamming against his prostate again. "You seem to be loving the way I ram into your sweet spot." He bit into his neck again, sucking hard, making a darker mark than the last one. "You can't deny the fact that it feels so good, my thick cock buried in your tight ass."

Sam shook his head, but his body was screaming otherwise. He groaned loudly as his cock was gripped hard. He was going insane the way this felt. He loved it but he hated the way it had come about and the man who was doing it. It was then he realized he didn't even know Mr. Black's first name. He moaned loudly, feeling the pleasure well up inside him. He groaned, holding back the feeling, trying not to cum so soon, but he couldn't really help it. At Black's last statement he couldn't help hisself anymore. He came in the man's hand and on his desk. He hated himself for doing such a thing.

"Ah...such a good boy..." Chrystofer whispered into his ear, thrusting into his ass a bit harder now for a few moments before he pulled out and came hard on his ass and back, covering the smooth, pale skin. He wouldn't cum inside of him. Not yet. Not until they fooled around a few more times. "Now, do you have a place to stay? Because if you do, you are moving out and moving in with me." Where he would be kept locked up in his bedroom when he had to go to work.

Of course, Chrystofer wouldn't starve the man. He wanted him to be able to have sex. His bedroom had a little mini food and drink bar. Since he normally liked to entertain more in his room than anywhere else. For various reasons.

Sam shut his eyes tightly, now that the pleasure of his thrusts were gone it hurt once more. He groaned, feeling the cum cover his back. His asshole very sore from the abuse from before. He tried to stand up straight, but it hurt too much. He ended up bending back over the desk, looking back at Black. He shook his head as he asked if he had a place to stay. He really didn't want to be locked in this man's house for as long as he was wanted. It sounded like a horrible thing to get. He sighed standing up as much as he could bare before turning and looking at the man. "So, I realized I don't even know your first name. And unless you're a stalker, I don't think you know mine." He said, hoping to change the subject to something else.

Chrystofer blinked a few times at the man. He didn't even know his name and he still tried to steal all his richest, his hard work. "I thought big shot thieves got to know the man they are going to steal from before doing the act," he said with his eyebrows raised a little bit, head cocked to the side some. He blinked innocently at him before holding out his hand for the other to take. "Chrystofer Black," he said with a small nod, raising his eyebrows some at him.