This series contains highly explicit content and strong language.
Rated 18+, Mature
Ugh. Ngh! Aaah! Ah...
His whole body trembled with pleasure. It was as if the vibrations from the butt plug caused every cell in his body to tingle in ecstasy.
Fuck. I'm going to cum.Just a little more…
Jason clenched his buttocks tightly as his asshole hungrily sucked the dildo deep into him. His right hand stroked his erected shaft in a precise rhythm. His pretty face contorted, head thrown back, eyes closed. He could feel the blood rush through the veins that visibly ridged his hard, throbbing cock.
Yes. Yes. Yes...
He was so engrossed in the act that he did not hear the steady footsteps that were purposefully making their way to his cubicle, nor did he hear the slight creak of the door or see the man who loomed over the entrance.
"What the hell?"
The scream that escaped from him shook the walls of the restroom cubicle. Jason snapped back to reality from his aroused state by the stranger's deep voice. A tall, sharp-looking man in a gray suit stood before him, completely stunned and mortified by what he saw.
Naturally, who wouldn't be? He was butt naked, laying back on the toilet seat, his legs against the cubicle walls, wide open, dick and ass on full display, not to mention the giant dildo stuffed inside.
Jason froze. For a few moments, the only sound heard was the vibration coming from his butthole.
The gray-suited man locked his gaze on him for what seemed like an eternity. His dark brown eyes roved over his half-naked body, taking in every detail. Jason stared back, horrified, as the man reached into his jacket, took out his phone, and then in an instant, Jason was blinded by the light from the flash of the phone’s camera.
"No!” Jason pulled out the dildo and frantically adjusted his clothes, “What are you doing?"
"Stop taking pictures!" Jason reached for the phone, but the man moved back and out of his way as if he had anticipated Jason’s move. Jason wondered if he had locked the door. He could have sworn he did. How was this man able to get the door to open?
His morning had begun on a sour note when he woke up to a text from his bank to pay off his credit card debt. There was also an office email that his pitch last week at the headquarters on modifying a few bureaucratic procedures in their sales operations was rejected by the board of directors. So, when he arrived at work early and suddenly felt horny, he decided it would be a good idea to at least add a little pleasure to his day, and knowing how erratic his sex drive was, he always carried his favorite toy stashed in a secret place in his bag.
However, today was not going well at all!
"You can't take pictures without permission. Delete them!" Jason exclaimed, his voice trembling with panic.
He lunged again at the man in an attempt to snatch the phone.
"Don't you dare!" The man warned, pinning him down with a deadly stare. There was something dangerous about him. Perhaps it was how he spoke in that deep, threatening voice or the way his dark pupils sharply focused on him that sent a chill down his spine.
"Delete them!" Jason demanded, "I will sue you if you don’t!"
The man didn’t budge.
"Do you know who I am? Delete those images, or else I will make your life miserable, I swear. " Jason barked, attempting to put up a tough exterior.
The man burst out laughing. His laughter reverberated around the restroom, amplifying it, almost as if the entire washroom had conspired to join the man in mocking him.
" What an abomination," the stranger said as he coolly observed the panic-stricken man before him, " Why would you do this to yourself? And in an office building? What the hell were you thinking? pervert!"
" Fine! you caught me, so what?" Jason tried a new tactic to make light of the awkward situation. " After all, we are both men, and we need to release stress sometimes. Don't tell me you have never masturbated in your life."
That seemed to have worked as the man suddenly tensed.
" Oh," Jason snickered, seeing that he had struck a nerve, " Don't tell me you are the kind who likes to watch. No wonder you had to take photos of me for your enjoyment later."
" Shut up!" the man snapped at Jason. "Perverts think everyone is like them, just like dogs can't distinguish between vomit and food.”
“Who are you? What are you going to do with those pictures? Please delete them. I am asking nicely.”
“As to what I will use the pictures for should be none of your concern; however, I will tell you to be very concerned. This type of behavior is certainly against our corporate policy.”
“Hey,” Jason moved towards him, “Look, you’ve got it wrong. This isn’t –”
“This situation is exactly what it is. Sorry for the interruption. You can continue where you left off” the grey-suited man turned to walk out of the restroom, the heels of his leather shoes clicking off the tiled floor.
He can't get away with those pictures.
"Hey!" Jason ran after him and grabbed him by the arm. He didn’t expect what happened next when he immediately found himself thrown to the floor with the left side of his face reeling from the punch he had just taken from the man.
“Consider yourself a dead man the next time you lay your filthy hands on me!”
What just happened?
Fuck my life!
Jason sat in his seat, flabbergasted by the news being announced by the branch manager at their weekly team meeting. It turned out that the stranger in gray is apparently the vice president of Park and Sons, the retail division of the billion-dollar conglomerate Park and Sons Group, where he currently works as the sales manager. To make matters worse, the vice president was going to work directly with the sales department on securing a government contract to be the sole retailer to supply personal protective equipment to local community hospitals to combat the current global pandemic. He is also the son of Park Minhyun, Chairman of Park and Son's Group, one of the most successful and highly revered business moguls in South Korea.
“We are pleased to be graced with your presence this morning Mr. Vice President. We look forward to working with you. If there’s anything you would like to say, the floor is all yours.”
Resounding applause filled the room as the department heads smiled and waited in anticipation.
Simeon smiled gracefully, nodding to Mr. Oh as he firmly shook the hand of his father’s longtime friend and branch manager of Park and Sons, Seoul branch.
“Thank you, Mr. Oh. It’s a pleasure to be here to meet all of you and put faces to the many names I know only through emails I receive at the headquarters.”
The room burst into hearty laughter.
“As you all know by now from the announcement Mr. Oh gave, the Ministry of Commerce has sent out bids for proposals to leading retail corporations to secure a contract to be the main retail supplier of personal protection equipment for our community hospitals, and it is our desire to be in the lead for this contract.” Simeon addressed the room.
“Out of our many branches, the sales department at this branch is our most hardworking and efficient team.” His gaze landed on Jason.
Jason immediately knew he was fucked. He shifted uncomfortably in his seat, meeting Simeon's gaze for a brief second. The dude exuded an arrogant "don't mess with me" attitude.
"I've been assigned to work with the sales team on this project for six months, so I'll be setting up an office here until we close the deal."
The entire conference room erupted in applause, delighted with the news.
"I have already met with Mr. Kim, the sales manager. Based on our brief exchange, I would like to inform everyone present here that Mr. Jason Kim will be leaving the firm immediately." Simeon stated.
“What?” Jason leaped from his seat, taken aback, as was the rest of the room. He could feel all eyes in the room burning into him for an explanation for what was going on.
“Jason, are you resigning?” Mr. Oh inquired. There had been no indication from Jason before the meeting that he had wanted to leave the company.
“No! Mr. Oh, I'm as confused as you are.” Jason lied, He knew this had everything to do with the restroom incident earlier.
“Can we speak privately?” Jason asked as he moved closer to where Simeon stood. Jason didn’t understand why Simeon was trying to make a big deal of it.
“Stay back!” Simeon gestured with his hand, stopping Jason in his tracks. Simeon glared at him, his expression unreadable yet foreboding. He then turned his gaze to the room.
"This morning, right here in this office building, I was attacked. I know that the leadership of this branch strives to create a work atmosphere in which we all feel safe coming to work, free to express ourselves, and confident in carrying out our responsibilities, yet there are a few individuals who manage to break our code of conduct.” Simeon returned his gaze back to Simeon, and for a split second, Jason could swear he saw something menacing flash in Simeon’s eyes.
“Mr. Jason Kim sexually harassed me in the restroom only a few minutes ago," Simeon revealed to the shock of everyone gathered, leaving Jason gaping at Simeon in disbelief.
Attack? What attack? Simeon had clearly blown the whole situation out of proportion. If anything, Jason was the one that was attacked, or did Simeon forget the hefty pinch that he gave him? Also, the announcement was as close to revealing that he was gay. A man saying another man sexually assaulted him is equivalent to saying the other man swung that way. Who the hell was this man, and why is he out to get him and, in the process, might have revealed a secret Jason has kept hidden for so many years. Only a few people knew he was into men, his best friend Rob and his ex-boyfriends.
“I believe this is a case for the Human Resource Department. However, since the final decision will come back to me, I’d like to go ahead and state that Mr. Kim is fired as of now,” Simeon continued, ignoring Jason’s reaction and the confused looks in the room. He knew they had questions, but he wasn’t inclined to further explain himself. He wanted Jason out. Period. He would not spend six months of his time working in close proximity with such a pervert.
“What is going on here? Am I missing something? Are you saying Jason harassed you this morning?” Mr. Oh was baffled as he tried to quieten the growing whispers that had suddenly filled the room.
“I’d like to ask Mr. Kim to vacate the premises now,” Simeon continued.
“What are you doing?” Jason crossed the room in a flash and stood before Simeon as if both men were about to square off. “You can’t be serious!” he whispered out of earshot of his colleagues, who were stunned by the unfolding scene.
"I'm fucking serious," Simeon said, though not in the same hushed tone as Jason. His voice was still audible enough for the others to hear. “Don’t push me to share the evidence with everyone here.”
“You fucking bastard!” Jason spat, “ This was what you intended to do with the pictures, right?”
“What pictures?” Mr. Oh interjected. The whole show was just difficult to follow. It was clear something had definitely happened between the two.
Jason let out an exasperated sigh. He has to do something about the situation fast. This Simeon guy was just being too difficult, but Jason can also play this game. He wasn’t going to go down without a fight. He has worked so hard to climb up the ladder only to have this man come in a day to ruin his reputation. Jason played his next move, which was to deny everything. Turning away from Simeon, Jason then addressed the room.
“Can you believe this? I don’t know who this man is or what he wants from me. I did not sexually harass him, or am I resigning with such a lie on my head!”
All eyes shifted to the man in gray.
Simeon clenched his jaw, coldly glaring into Jason’s eyes. This should end now. He gave Jason one final look and exhaled deeply.
“Mr. Kim,” Simeon said, “You are fired.”
Hours after the incident in the conference room, and with Mr. Kim ungracefully escorted out of the building. Simeon sat in his office, reclining into his seat and resting his back. His head rested against the headrest of his chair as he stared blankly into space.
His hand suddenly reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He tapped the screen to access his gallery, scrolling to the photos he'd taken earlier that morning. He felt a shudder run down his spine at seeing the first image of a half-naked Mr. Kim pulling out his dildo. As he swiped to the next, then the next, the chill was replaced by a warm, tingling heat.