Marcus stood up slowly, his cock still hard and glistening from being inside me. He walked to his office drawer with calm confidence, opened it, and pulled out a small bottle of lubricant. The sight of it made my heart race. Michael’s eyes widened, but he didn’t move. He just watched, breathing faster. Marcus came back to us, holding the bottle. He looked at Michael with dark, hungry eyes. “Bend over the desk, Michael,” he said softly, his voice low and commanding. Michael hesitated, his face flushed with uncertainty. “I… I’ve never done this before,” he whispered. Marcus stepped closer and gently placed a hand on Michael’s shoulder. “Trust me. You’ll like it. I’ll go slow.” Michael looked at me. His eyes were filled with confusion, nervousness, and curiosity. I nodded, my body still buzzing from everything we had done. He slowly bent over the desk, gripping the edge with both hands. His ass was presented to Marcus, and I could see how tense he was. Marcus poured some lubricant
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