Straight Turnout

Jamie could see Mr. Goodlong walking away. He scraped himself up and began pulling up his shorts. Cum dripped down his thigh as he tried to make sense of what had just happened. His ass felt empty... and he was still horny. But he had just been fucked by a man and needed to get away. He wanted to hide under a rock. He limped away from the car lot. He would never, ever, be the same.

Inside the security office, Chuck and Bobby sat spent on their chairs. Their cocks bobbed up and down, semi-hard and spasming as cum continued to spill onto their soaking wet crotches. They had both jacked and shot their loads onto each other's crotches as they watched the fuck show. And what a show Mr. Goodlong had put on for them. Too bad he was getting fired.

"Dude," Bobby turned to Chuck. "That was fucking awesome."