If Alex had planned this, he must have been prepared.
- In my desk drawer. – He said between deep gulps of air.
Micky leaves Alex and runs to Alex's office desk, opens the drawer and takes the bottle, returning to his lover.
The clicking sound of the lube bottle cap makes Alex shiver with anticipation. Micky drops a generous portion on his fingers and, without wasting time, presses his middle finger in to Alex's entrance, feeling the resistance. Micky presses his finger and penetrates him.
Alex hisses in pain, but when Micky deftly touches Alex's prostate, Alex jumps and contracts the walls of his ass.
- Relax. I won't hurt you. I'll make you feel good. Promise.
Alex relaxes, and Micky pushes his oiled finger in until he can't go any further. Then he starts f*****g Alex with his fing
