Meet Me in the Broom Closet 2

Read the first chapter here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/meet-me-in-broom-9594908 

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 Like most Friday nights, this one wasn't any different with regard to work. 11 PM and barely any lights were on in the office. There were two others working besides Ron and Roy and they were half way across the room of cubicles. That was certainly good, because Ron was having a tough time staying quiet.   
 
  Few calls if any ever came in this late at night, so boredom was sure to seep into everyone that was working. But the bull had found a way to keep himself entertained, which came in the form of Roy hiding underneath the much larger male's desk. Ron's dress pants had been undone and pushed down, revealing a thick cock that was soft and dripping precum. It was the perfect treat for the amorous cervine that had been thinking of nothing more than draining his friend's heavy balls.   
 
  Ron relaxed back in his chair and bit his lip as the attention grew more intense. Roy had set the thick bull dick between his lips and was tentatively drawing it back and forth from his mouth. All the while he did, his tongue stroked the underside and he would let out appreciative murmurers that would vibrate the sensitive length. While it was still soft, blood was quick to flood into the spongy flesh and it quickly grew to a rubbery mass before long.   
 
  With no one else in the office aware of what the two were doing, there was nothing keeping them from slowing down. Ron reached out with one hand and took a hold of Roy by an antler and forcefully pulled him closer. The thick mass that was continuing to swell went down the more feminine male's throat, but he didn't struggle away or mind the aggressive approach.   
 
  Now forced to deepthroat, Roy's expert esophagus didn't convulse, in fact he was able to go down so far that the front of his neck noticeably bulged. The buck's tongue hung from the front of his mouth and it gingerly brushed back and forth against the bull's hefty balls, as they had also been drawn out from the front of his pants.   
 
  A rough grunt escaped Ron's chest and he shivered as the pleasure became greater. The buck's tight throat milked his shaft expertly and the slickness of it all was incredible. He shuddered a deep exhale and began to push and pull the buck's mouth over his shaft.   
 
  Roy dutifully complied. He was merely a cock sleeve for the muscular bull to use as he saw fit and he was happy for it. Precum beaded at the tip of Ron's now fully erect cock. It seeped down the back of the buck's throat and he was reflexively swallowing it back, which only squeezed more of the warm fluid from the pumping shaft.   
 
  Once Roy would be given enough space, he would draw in a shuddering breath and swallow back the heavy collection of saliva that had collected around the bull's pulsing girth. Another grunt blossomed form the larger male's throat and he abruptly pulled the buck's head back from his shaft.   
 
  Roy panted hard once he felt the full mass of the bull dick escape him. He was looking down at the saliva coated length cross-eyed. If not for the powerful grip of his lover he'd have dove back down onto it and continued sucking it off like it was his true job. Unsure of why he was being kept back, the answer soon came as Ron began to speak.   
 
  “Thank you for calling Ravekemper Insurance, my name is Ron, how may I help you?” the bull spoke briskly into his headset. With his free hand he began to type away at his keyboard, but he hadn't forgotten about Roy. The buck was pulled back in, though his mouth missed the dangling cock and instead his face was pressed firmly against the bull's heavy balls. It seemed to be Ron's intent, and so the buck began to dutifully suckle and kiss those big orbs.   
 
  “Yes, I'd be happy to set up a claim with you, I'll just need some information on your part if you don't mind,” the bull continued, droning on in a way like he was trained to do, like they were all trained to do. As the bull continued on, Roy had busied himself with taking one big testicle into his mouth. He lashed it wetly with his tongue and moaned at the strong, musky taste that came with the action. He gingerly tugged and huffed hot breath against the sensitive flesh of his lover's loins.   
 
  The call continued for a few minutes, all the while the ball worship never ended. There did come a time that Roy was forcefully drawn back, just like he had with the bull's cock. The ball that he had been suckling at popped from of his mouth and he was left wanting again. It was short lasted, as the thick bull dick was aimed back for his mouth and forced once more down his throat.   
 
  This time while Roy deepthroated and fawned over that pyre of flesh, Ron released his antler and scooted up closer to his desk, forcing the buck to nestle there between his thighs. Time was lost for Roy, it was dark now, darker than usual for this time of night at this part of the building. He simply closed his eyes and began to bob his head in an aggressive manner. He would smack his lips and groan lustfully. Precum continued to drip into his mouth and he was happy to drink it all down. His belly felt like it was getting full on the rich fluid.   
 
  He didn't know how long he was down there for or for how long Ron's call lasted. There came a time that he was sure the bull was going to cum, as he felt the other male's hips thrust forward and Roy's nose became buried into his lover's lap.   
 
  Then all of a sudden, Ron pushed back and his form wheeled away on his chair. Roy's mouth was left agape and dripping saliva. Light hit him and made him blink back stars for a moment, but then a firm hand grabbed him by the antler once again and he was yanked out form under the desk. The buck stumbled at first but once he got his baring he was immediately shoved against Ron's desk.   
 
  Now bent over, Roy looked back and found his own bottoms getting yanked down. His erect cock sprung free of the fabric as everything was brought to be around his knees. It wasn't until then that he realized how much his member was aching to be touched. He looked over his shoulder in time to feel the bull grasp his buttcheeks and spread them open. With a lifted tail, the pink tailhole was exposed, winking and also begging for some attention.
 
  Ron's pants and underwear fell down around his ankles as he stood behind his lover. He admired the muscular ring for a moment more before he leaned down and pressed his lips against it. Roy had to stifle his moan as the bull's strong tongue forced its way inside of his ass and went deep right away. As slippery as it was, it had no trouble going deep grinding against the insides of his belly. At the same time, the buck grasped his cock and began to pump it feverishly.   
 
  Roy would pump his cock in tandem with the push and pull of the bull's tongue. It lapped in deep enough to cross against Roy's prostate, a sensation that forced him to bite his thumb or else he'd have screamed.   
 
  The lashing continued on for a while more, several blissful minutes passed by and Roy's mind was steadily going blank from how much pleasure he was experiencing. Precum beaded from the tip of his own cock and splashed against the carpet as he would so feverishly stroke it.   
 
  The pumping motion of Ron's tongue transformed to broad strokes once he withdrew the slippery appendage. The tip of his tongue would drag from the cleft of the buck's ballsack all the way up to the base of his tail. The entire valley between his buttcheeks was painted with saliva, even the slightly gaped pucker would flex once crossed over. Ron saw the whole image as a beautiful sight, and it made his powerful cock throb all the harder. Now satisfied with his handiwork, the bull stood up fully and approached his lover.
 
  Roy didn't need to look back to know what was coming. The absence of a tongue only meant the introduction of a big dick, and that's exactly what happened. Ron gripped the other by his spade shaped tail and pulled him close while aiming the tip of his member towards the well lubricated entrance. It pushed inside and a small tinge of pain raced through the buck's body, but it was quickly replaced with bliss.   
 
  Every inch of Ron's powerful shaft went inside of the buck's ass until the larger male's pelvis pressed firmly against his backside. Roy pushed back against the action and he could feel his belly bulge from the effort. He was so full, his tailhole straining hard against the impressive girth. The bull waited a few moments to enjoy the tight warmth and wetness of the other's insides before he began to move.
 
  The pumping motion was slow and methodical at first. There was a wet slipping sound that came with the drawing back and immediate forceful shove back in. Precum oozed from Ron's tip and did well to further lubricate the buck's insides. It made the sawing action go faster and harder.   
 
  With every strained breath from the buck and bull there would escape a gentle moan. They were both trying as best they could to stay quiet but there was always the temptation to call out and really let the other know how good the motions felt. Roy had once paused in the pumping of his cock, but now continued once he remembered the ache that it had.   
 
  Both of Ron's hands gripped the buck by the sides and he leaned forward. The increased angle allowed him to grind his shaft faster and harder against the other's prostate, a motion that didn't go unnoticed. The moans grew a bit louder from Roy's mouth and he shivered hard as his body became racked with ecstatic fingers of pleasure.   
 
  The desk creaked beneath both males' weight. Ron gazed over the shuddering form of his lover and the lustful image of the lithe deer made him grunt and drive his hips as hard as he could manage. His balls smacked against the other's much smaller sack and the clap of the thighs meeting echoed dully in the wide open room.   
 
  Precum drooled from Roy's cock in a steady stream as he pumped it harder and harder. Every hit against this prostate sent another intense jolt of orgasmic bliss through him. He was right on the verge of cumming and it would have seemed that Ron wasn't far behind. The bull's breathing had become considerably more labored as the minutes went by and the tempo of his pounding never faltered.
 
  His jaw was locked but low groans still rumbled free from his lips. His hands gently stroked up the sides of his lover's sides, eventually coming to a rest on the other's shoulders where he gripped even tighter. His chest leaned farther forward until it was practically resting against the other's back and his mouth came to hover an inch away from Roy's ear.   
 
  “I'm going to cum,” the bull grumbled under his breath and then his pace noticeably increased. Roy sucked in a sharp breath of air and let it out as a shuddering moan.   
 
  “Do it. Cum in my ass,” the buck begged and looked back over his shoulder at the bull with half lidded eyes. There wasn't any more prompt needed, as Ron was nearly there before the other had even spoke. The bull's teeth grit hard and ground against each other as the pleasure hit a peak and his entire, muscular form seized up.   
 
  Cum erupted from the bull's cock in a surge that had heat rushing through Roy's body. The intense sensation was what sent the buck over the edge as well. His cock throbbed hard and flexed, a blast of his own cum splashed against the floor as he continued to pump his member with intense vigor.
    Both males bucked and ground against each other for a while more before slowing down and eventually stopping. They breathed hard and shivered as the intense aftershocks wracked their forms. Ron kept himself pressed firmly against the other's ass, though his cock was quick to shrink back. One step away and his flaccid girth slipped free of the buck's cum dripping and gaped hole.   
 
  A wavering moan escaped the buck as his hole was left alone. A hollow sensation came over Roy in that moment and his knees buckled, his chin coming to rest on the desk as every ounce of energy left him.   
 
  Ron stumbled back and came to a rest against his desk. He stared down at Roy's wrecked form as he struggled to catch his breath. It was a welcoming sight to see someone with as cute a butt as Roy's covered in cum and looking well used. If given enough time he'd have gone for a second round, but even he knew that their time together would have likely already garnered attention.   
 
  Moving at the same time, Ron reached down to gather his underwear and pants back up just as Roy got down from the floor and did the same. In silence, they gathered themselves into respectable states and cleaned up the mess that was made. While the bull pulled out some wet wipes to get rid of the white mess on the floor, he noticed that the buck had other plans.   
 
  Roy was nose deep in his own mess of cum and was lapping it up like the slut that he was. The sight of such a thing had a sudden surge of blood racing to the bull's cock but he had to calm himself down before things got out of hand again. As much as he would have loved for his own cock to get cleaned up, there really wasn't much time. A half hour away form his desk and the few other coworkers that were around were likely to have come looking for the buck.   
 
  Once the buck was done, he offered his lover one last smile and wink before meandering off across the isle of cubicles to his own desk at the other end of the building. Ron watched him for as long as he could before he got to the edge of the dim lights and vanished into the darkness. He offered a silent wave to the other male even though he knew that Roy wouldn't have been able to see it.
 
  Huffing one last sigh of relief, the bull sat back down on his chair and scooted back up to his desk. He gathered up the headset that had fallen by the wayside and placed it gingerly on his head. Barely a second later there came a new call that he was quick to take.   
 
  While the bull and buck thought themselves safe, there was in fact another set of eyes that watched their fun from several cubicles away. A male mouse by the name of Eric pushed his cum covered cock back into his pants and did them up, his own entertainment for the evening having concluded at about the same time that he did.   
 
  It would seem that there was a secret to be kept within the building, and Eric was certainly willing to uphold such a thing. But not without a price being paid, one that he was sure Ron and Roy wouldn't mind obliging in the slightest.