1. Raw Hunger (part 1)


    Date: 10/18/2014, Categories: Gay Male, Author: SosaGood, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    back to the office where a large amount of men and women worked. Their jobs were to find out the dirt on people, required by their clients, using any means possible. Caleb's specialty was sex. He was certain it was his handsome, well built body, along with his raven silk hair that set off his bright, sky blue eyes. High cheekbones added to his exotic look. His skin was kissed by the sun, leaving it a rich tan. He was probably considered the hottest man alive. When fantasies were dreamt, he was the main event. His erotic looks were what had him in trouble with most of the women and some of the men at the office. He couldn't control how he looked, nor could he help that well he was really good looking, he was even better in bed. His nickname in the office was "man whore"; the funny thing was, for all the sex stories that went around about him, less than half were true. Caleb just let them believe what they wanted, it wasn't often that other people's fantasies boosted another's character. Laughing at where his thoughts had gone, Caleb stepped from the cab as it pulled up to a tall skyscraper covered with tinted windows. The perfect building to fulfill all those office wet dreams a man could have. With a sigh, Caleb entered the building through the revolving glass doors. Everything in the place screamed fancy. Walking past the reception desk, he noticed that the new secretary had unbuttoned her blouse so that an ample view of her D tits, in a black lace bra, were clearly visible. ...
    The blush that highlighted her cheeks made him want to laugh. Refraining himself so as not to hurt her feelings, he walked to the elevator, saying nothing. Caleb wasn't quite sure how he could have gone about telling her that what she showed wasn't doing it for him, that her only hope for his good attentions would be to grow a dick and become a he. Once the elevator doors closed behind him, his booming laugh filled the box as he pushed the button for the 23rd floor; the boss would have a fit if he knew the secretary was a sassy minx under all that timidness. A ding sounded as the elevator doors opened, informing Caleb that he had reached his destination. Once more sighing, Caleb resigned himself to his fate and walked through the only other doors present on the floor. A great big, polished oak desk sat directly adjacent behind the heavy office doors. The man behind the enormous desk was just as big and commanding. Caleb knew from previous encounters that it was true in all aspects. Giving a small smile at past events remembered, he waited to see the firm lips reach a frown as his boss began berating him, yet nothing came. Resigned to his fate, Caleb looked up into the cold, gray eyes. They were laughing at him. Knowing nothing good came from such a look, Caleb decided to start sharing the information he had gleaned. Listening intently, his boss, the famous Johnathan Black, jotted it all down in a black covered notebook for future reference. Nodding in consent that everything ...
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