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"Sir, you asked to see us?" Mirio asks, pushing the office door open. The college stud is a D1 linebacker turned corporate intern for the summer. His fellow intern, Izuku, squeezes under Mirio's arm into the corner office. Easily a foot shorter, the skinny nerd pulls the brute inside behind him.
"Yes, yes, come in. I told you to come right in, did I not?" Enji asks from behind his desk, waving them in. He's a handsome older man and can give Mirio a run for his money in the size department. He'd been keeping an eye on the two men for a few weeks. Well, his assistant outside had. He was a busy man.
"I told you, Mirio." Izuku says, moving further into the room. "When your smoking hot boss invites you to his office, you do exactly as he says." Enji represses a snicker at the bold claim.
"Izuku." Mirio hisses, pulling the smaller man back. Izuku twists out of his grip once more and closes the door behind them, while pushing Mirio forward again.
Enji's assistant had pointed out how these two were inseparable. He had failed to mention that one was a bit more put together than the other, and definitely not the one he expected. Amused at their antics, he smiles and waves at the chairs in front of his desk. "It sounds like you two have some different ideas for why I called you here."
"Our internship is nearly over and you wanted to check in?" Mirio asks unconvincingly, sitting down where directed.
"Well, I'm not so naive. Your little petbird took quite an interest in us recently, so I know what's up." Izuku says, leaning with a wide stance against the bookshelf next to Enji's desk.
Enji leaned back in his chair and looked out the window, smiling at Izuku's assessment. "Your performance has been exemplary the past two months. Only a few more weeks before you head back to school, right?"
"That's right, sir." Mirio responds.
Izuku snickers and nods. "Yeah. Another year and then graduation and then back to work. Unless..." Izuku trails off.
"Unless..." Enji continues, looking back at the pair. Izuku was openly rubbing his cock over his slacks. In his seat, Mirio was doing his best to hide his own growing boner. Enji wasn't too concerned that Izuku could see his own was growing right alongside them.
"Unless you want us to stick around." Izuku says, leaning forward onto Enji's desk and staring straight into his eyes. "Because of our exemplary work, of course."
Enji smiled. "I've heard you two were good friends before coming here." He looked back at Mirio, who was sweating bullets.
"Y-Yes, sir." Mirio stuttered.
"That's right, boss. I've been fucking this hunk for a few years. His ass is almost as good as yours, boss." Izuku adds, unflinching.
"Izuku!" Mirio had finally had enough and stood up. "I'm sorry, sir. I... we... Izuku... Let's go. This won't happen again." He turns around to leave.
"That is a nice ass." Enji says before he takes a second step.
Izuku makes his way over to his friend as if to leave too, but instead he slaps the meaty ass of his coworker and fuck buddy, giving it a good squeeze. "Look at this thing. I think you need a better look." He asks as he wraps his fingers around Mirio's waistband.
"If your friend is so inclined." Enji says, leaning forward onto his clasped hands.
"Of course he is. Isn't that right, Mirio? Buddy?" Izuku asks, his smile wide across his face and his boner straining the fabric of his pants.
Mirio looked at his fellow intern and sighed. "Izuku." He says, begging to go with his eyes.
Izuku, keeping his hand on his friend's meaty ass, leans in close. "Mirio, trust me. This guy's totally above board." He looks back at Enji who's looking right back at him greedily. "Besides, you know, fucking interns in his office. We can go if you want, but I promise it'll be fun."
Mirio looks back at Enji who had leaned back again in his chair. He took another moment before flexing his ass in Izuku's hand and sighing. "Fine. Whatever you say, sir." He unzipped his pants and waited.
"Good boy." Izuku says, practically jumping with glee. He turns towards Enji. "It's quite the sight, boss. A big hungry peach" He yanks Mirio's pants to the floor revealing his muscular ass cheeks and used hole to their boss. Enji is surprised to see remnants of cum and lube covering them, but before he needs to think on it further Izuku spreads the cheeks apart and easily pushes two fingers into it.
"I can't say I was expecting round two so soon. I had quite a bit of fun with this over lunch today." He swirls his fingers around, eliciting moans from Mirio and pulls them out, shiny with the same fluids. "Want a taste, Enji?"
"I'm glad we're all on the same page." Enji walks around from behind his desk towards the pair, his own boner stretching his pants, too. When he was within reach, he stood waiting.
"Well?" he asks, opening his mouth. Izuku slyly grins and pushes his fingers inside and Enji sucks on them like a lollipop.
"Your reputation precedes you boss." Izuku muses, pulling his fingers away.
"Does it?" Enji asks as he licks his lips.
Izuku just smirks and starts to push Mirio away from the door. "Let's get you into position so I can see who's getting dicked down first." Izuku commands, while he maneuvers the two men towards the desk.
Enji grunts in delight. "Yes, sir." Enji grabs at his belt and quickly drops his pants to the ground. Like Mirio, his hole is already slick with cum.
His ass is beefier than Mirio's but the evidence of the effort put in in his younger years was still evident. Both men look towards Izuku and then each other.
"I knew Keigo was up here for a while." Izuku says, slapping an ass cheek of his boss. "Hmm, who gets to go first?" Izuku muses out loud, cupping each ass in one hand.
"Mirio?" Izuku shoves two fingers back into his coworker's slick hole. "Or Enji?" He takes his other hand and pushes his fingers into his boss's hole as well. Enji jumps in surprise, but quickly pushes back, encouraging Izuku to explore however he wants.
"Izuku." Mirio breathes out as Izuku pushes in and out of him, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. "Izuku..." he pauses again, trying to keep his head. "Fuck... keep going."
"Let's see what you've got first, boy." Enji says, grinding into Izuku's fingers. "Mmph." He moans, biting his lip.
"I'm a little busy. If you wouldn't mind." Izuku says, his eyes pointing down at his cock as he moves between the two men. They look at each other and Enji wins the staring contest. Mirio stands up straighter, moaning as Izuku's fingers push deeper inside.
He reaches for Izuku's belt and opens his pants to pull out his cock. A solid ten inches flop onto the desk between them. Enji looks down at it and his eyes light up. "Is this what you're looking for, Enji?"
"Yes. Yes it is." Enji wraps his hand around the thick shaft and strokes the monster. Mirio reaches for Izuku's balls and squeezes and pulls on them the way he knows Izuku loves.
"Fuck." Izuku moans, leaning back. "Perfect. Just like that, boys." His hands and fingers continue to explore the two perfect asses to either side of him.
When Izuku is properly worked up he slaps Mirio's ass. "Come on, boy. Let's show our boss what we can do." Izuku pulls away from Enji's grip and slides his cock along Mirio's ass. "You ready for this?"
"Yes, sir." Mirio moaned. "Fill me up," he adds as Izuku replaces his fingers with the tip of his cock. He stares at Enji as he does and Enji stares back, salivating, waiting for the monster to disappear inside of the large intern.
Izuku pushes in and stops, just barely inside. Mirio moans begging for more. Izuku smirks, "should I go in nice and slow, or really give it to him?" he asks Enji.
"What does the lucky boy want?" Enji asks, looking at Mirio. Mirio grits his teeth waiting for Izuku to keep going. His head perks up at the question.
"Fucking give it to me, sir." He moans, pushing back against Izuku's cock, forcing it deeper inside. "Fuck! Give it to me. Fuck my pussy, sir." He pulls forward and rocks back against Izuku's cock again. "Fuucckk."
Izuku slaps Mirio's ass and laughs. "You fucking greedy slut." He grips Mirio's waist in one hand and pushes his head against the desk with the other. "Take my fucking cock, boy." Izuku pulls out before slamming his full length back into the greedy hole. Mirio yells out against the wood of the desk.
"Fuck. Yes, sir. Fuck me, sir." Mirio moans as Izuku pumps in and out of him. "Harder, sir. Fuck!" Izuku pumps harder, rocking the desk as Enji watches.
With every thrust, all ten inches of Izuku's cock disappear inside the large man and every one drives Enji closer to pushing Mirio away to have them for himself.
Before he could though, Mirio pushes himself up from the table and rips his shirt open, revealing his muscular chest and abs. He grabs his nipples and starts to twist and pull them, making his moans deeper as Izuku fucks harder still.
Mirio looks at Enji, drooling with lust next to him and, like a desperate animal, pulls the man under his arm, pulling him against his sweaty chest. Enji, unable to help himself, bites down on Mirio's nipples and Mirio growls, pulling him in tighter.
Enji, lost in the moment and greedy for anything to be up his hole puts a hand behind himself and starts finger fucking his own hole. He grips Mirio's chest tightly and revels in the grunts and groans of the two fucking interns.
He was lost in the moment and missed the disappointment in Mirio's moans as the thick cock left his hole.He was still munching on Mirio's chest when his hand is pulled away from his hole and he feels the pressure of the thick cock pushing against it.
"Your turn, boy." Izuku says from behind him. "We both know you petbird didn't prepare you for this." Mirio holds him against his chest and Izuku slams the entirety of his cock up Enji's ass. Enji's yell is muffled into Mirio's pec as he sees stars.
Izuku's cock rocks past the older man's prostate over and over sending waves of pleasure through him. Enji can only babble under the assault as Izuku and Mirio take control of his body.
"Suck Mirio's cock, boy. He wasn't done yet." Izuku said, slapping Enji's ass.
Between thrusts, Enji tries to respond. "I-I don't...." he mumbles, while Mirio slowly moves him down his abdomen.
"You do now, boy." Izuku commands again.
Moments later, Enji is staring down Mirio's thick cock before his lips wrap around it. Mirio grips the side of his head and pulls him in close, his cock disappearing down the man's throat as he gags and sputters in his grip.
"See, that wasn't so hard." Izuku says, slapping Enji's ass. With Mirio taken care of, Izuku has no reason to hold back. He grips Enji's waist and goes to town.
His full ten inches disappear into the gaping hole his friend had prepared for him and his balls slap against the man's ass over and over. "You like that, boy? Your ass is taking my cock so easy. You're a pro at this aren't you?"
His only response is the gags of his boss from Mirio forcing his own seven inch cock down the man's throat. "We've all fucked you, haven't we? Obviously Keigo has. You think Inasa has yet?" Izuku asks, looking at Mirio. Mirio was too lost in face fucking Enji to acknowledge anything sent his way.
"After I've creamed in you, I'll send him up. How's that sound?" He slaps Enji's ass again before pounding his full length into him again.
"Fuck! Your sloppy pussy feels so fucking good, boy." This time, Enji's response is to reach back and spread his ass cheeks wider apart. "You fucking slut."
"Can I cum, sir?" Mirio moans, fucking away at Enji's throat.
Izuku slaps Enji's ass again, looking over the pair of men under his thumb. He reaches out for the back of Mirio's neck and pulled him in close.
He forces his tongue into Mirio's mouth and Mirio fights back with his own, moaning with pleasure, doing his best to hold back until commanded. When Izuku's satisfied, he lets go of Mirio and growls, "Fill him up, boy."
Izuku grips Enji's thick waist once more and gets back into the groove of slamming his cock into the slut's greedy hole. Mirio grips him by the ears and pulls him in close, pushing his cock in deep. Enji grabs his own cock and starts jerking off. He felt no greater pleasure than being fucked from both ends.
A moment later, Mirio is over the edge, grunting as cum floods Enji's throat. Izuku slams into the man's ass over and over until he too climaxes, pumping his load into Enji's gaping hole.
The two continue fucking until Enji has milked them dry. Running out of time, he jerks off faster, but he's too late. Izuku motions to Mirio to stop and they both pull out, ropes of cum leaving Enji's holes alongside their cocks. Enji slows down and looks down at the ground, panting, unable to finish.
But, before all hope is lost, Izuku lifts his chin and looks down at him. He feels Mirio pull his ass cheeks apart once more and then the warm, wet touch of a tongue on his ravaged pussy. He nearly loses his mind as Mirio goes to town, licking up every drop of sweat and cum around the man's hole.
Izuku squeezes his lips. "Open your mouth." Enji, lost in a daze from Mirio's rimming, obeys immediately. Izuku spits directly into his mouth. "You thought we'd leave you with blue balls? You think I'm some kind of asshole?"
"N-no, sir." Enji stammered.
"Then get going. And I'll even give you a little treat since you've been so good." Enji reaches back for his cock once more and starts jerking off again, finding a second wind.
Izuku stands up tall and pushes his hard, wet cock between Enji's lips. Enji expects him to fuck him like Mirio just had but he didn't move. "Enjoy it. It won't be hard for much longer."
Enji looks up at the small man and sucks down the cock, licking and sucking on it while he plays with his own cock. "Good boy." Izuku coos over him, playing with the man's red hair.
Not long after, Enji stiffens as he finally orgasms, cumming onto the clothes under him. Izuku watches over the pair, and Mirio hasn't stopped eating Enji out for a second.
Enji let Izuku's cock fall out of his mouth as he pants on his hands and knees on the floor of his office. "Fuck me." He gasps, laughing to himself as Mirio stands up, wiping his mouth.
While he calms down, Izuku grabs his and Mirio's clothes and they both get dressed. Izuku leads Mirio to the door and Enji doesn't stop them. Before they leave, Izuku turns around.
"I'm sure you wouldn't mind throwing some funds our way to finish school, would you Enji? Maybe we can stop by once a month and check in?"
Enji is sitting in one of the seats in front of his desk, still only half dressed and panting. He looks at the door and smirks. "Make it once a week and I'll see what I can do."
"Perfect. Thanks Enji. I'll be sure to send Mirio up first thing tomorrow." Izuku says, closing the door behind him. Izuku and Mirio walk past Enji's assistant Keigo, a small blond twink like Izuku. He winks at them as they walk past and Izuku just chuckles and leads Mirio away.
"You really going to come back?" Mirio asks Izuku in the elevator.
Izuku pats down his friend's clothes, and wipes away some cum with his thumb. "Yes. We," Izuku emphasized, "are. I like this job, I like his ass, and you will do exactly as I say." Izuku grabs Mirio's ass. "Or this isn't getting filled up again."
"Yes, sir." Mirio moans as Izuku squeezes.