Wolfram & Hart Boyz

- Part 4/32 –

"Boss is getting some sleep," Angel heard through his slumber.

"I don't give a damn what 'the boss' is doing." was the reply that made Angel sit up at his desk. He looked on as Spike stood at the door of his office trying to hold back an angry Gunn.

Wiping at his face, Angel stood up. "It's ok, Spike. Let him in."

The bleached vampire complied, raising his hand in surrender. "I'm off then. Meet you downstairs."

Closing the door behind Spike, the bald lawyer entered his boss' office wearing an angry expression.
"What the fuck, man?"

"Huh?" Angel responded, reaching for his jacket that had been placed on the back of his chair.

"I just saw Fred. She's going around telling everyone that youz two are an item now."

Laughing the vampire replied, "You don't actually believe her do you?" He advanced toward the door of his office.

"Well I didn't" Gunn said. "'Til she told me that you taught her what Teabaggin' is. I been with that girl for a year and she aint never done none of that nasty shit with me and you get her to do it in one day? How could you, man?"

"You know what? I don't have to explain myself to you. Fred's a grown woman." Angel opened the door and let himself out of his office, walking down the corridor and pressing the call button on the nearby elevator.

"I don't give a damn about Fred," Gunn clarified, entering the elevator with his superior and pressing the close-door button. He waited for the elevator door to shut before continuing. "But I thought I was your number one around her, man."

"You are," the brunette told him.

"Not the way Fred tells it."

"I had an itch and she was around. It's no big deal."

"Around, huh?? Is that what I am to you too?"

"What?"

"Do you fuck me just coz I'm 'around'?

"No," Angel retorted, facing the taller man and looking him square in the eyes.

"Prove it."

Exhaling needlessly, Angel hit the stop button on the elevator wall and the elevator carriage shuddered before halting. He took hold of his belt and undid the buckle.
"I fuck you 'cause you're the best, Gunn. Watching your tight, black ass all around my dick gets me hot and you know it."

Wearing a defiant look, Gunn pulled down his slacks and bent so that he was on all fours. "You just wanna get off and you know it. So just do your stuff and let's get out of here."

"Don't be like that," Angel said, rubbing on his throbbing member. He milked the precum from the head and rubbed his cum on the tip of his penis.

Still facing away from the vampire, Charles awaited the thrilling sensation he felt whenever a pissed off Angel went to town on his ass and tried to goad the vamp some more. "All you care about is yourself." He shouted. "You're so fuckin selfish." He stuck out his buttocks further. "Just do your thing, Soulboy. I have a seven o'clock."

Growling, Angel retorted, "Watch your mouth, musclehead. Keep in mind that I'm the reason you even have a job." He grabbed the thug-turned-lawyer by his toned abs and spun him around so that the man lay on his back facing him. "Any more back-talk and you'll regret that."

"And just what would you do to me, Soulboy? You aint got a fuckin wicked bone in your body, which FYI needs to lose a few fuckin pounds these days."

"WHAT?" Angel demanded, feeling his fangs emerging. He fought to keep from turning into his demon guise. "Take that back!" He ordered getting down onto his knees with his eight inch meat stretched in all its glory.

"Make me," Gunn replied, salivating at how turned on he was.

Grabbing the legs of his employee, Angel pulled the thug towards him. He placed his dick at the entrance of Gunn's asshole and looked at the thrilled expression the man was wearing.
"Oh you'd love that wouldn't you?" He asked, his temper mellowing.

"No-" Gunn scoffed at him.

"I think Gunn junior's betraying you there." the vampire laughed looking at Gunn's standing seven inch penis. The monstrous organ throbbed before him begging for attention. Releasing the thug's legs, Angel placed his strong hands around Charles' thick cock and ran his nails along it. He remembered how during their last encounter, he'd refused anal from Gunn due to the girth but he was pretty sure that the beast'd fit into his mouth... Though only just! He ran his tongue along the thick, chocolate base and to its tip.

"Fuck," Gunn muttered. He softly encouraged."Yeah, man. Suck on it."

Angel wrapped his cold lips around the tip of the big, black dick and flattened his tongue around the shaft. He allowed his cold saliva to drip down Gunn's penis as he placed a long French kiss on the throbbing cock.

"Fuck, yeah" Gunn moaned when Angel began to fondle his balls. He reached down to assist him with one hand whilst using his left hand to pinch his nipple.

Releasing the cock from his mouth, Angel leaned down and took hold of his own throbbing member, stroking himself and milking his dick much to the pleasure of a spectating Charles.

"Come in my ass," Gunn pleaded, feeling his own orgasm approaching.

"Come in my mouth," Angel replied, placing his lips back around the surprisingly delicious black dick. He smiled as he felt Charles' warm sperm fill his mouth. Choosing not to swallow, he closed his mouth around the dick and pulled off slowly before spitting the white juice all over Gunn's toned abs.

"What the hell's gotten into you, man?" Gunn shrieked, turning to the side and scooping off the cum on his body.

"For a big ol' tough guy; you sure do squeal like a girl," Angel observed, rubbing the tip of his raging hard on. He placed his hard dick against Gunn's softer one and groaned as he felt his orgasm beckon.

"Yeah, well you should try doing Wes. One good poke and he screams this real high pitched squeal man... you shoulda been there."

"You fucked Wesley?" Angel asked as he held the thighs of his subordinate and clasped them around his back. He slid the head of his dick past the sphincter and spurted his seed deep into the hole. The vamp slowly pulled out his dick, leaving a pool of cum in its wake.

"YEAH!" Gunn screamed aloud, feeling the gooey liquid drip slowly out of his ass. He put his hand to his ass, taking one of his thick fingers and placed it where his boss' cock had just been. Swirling around the rim, he gathered up some of the liquid and placed his digit into his mouth. Tasting a mixture of vamp-cum, ass juice and blood, he "mmmm"ed.
"I'm thinking of making this a drink it's so good."

Angel laughed. "What would you call it?"

"Gunn's 'Ass n vamp jizz' - what do you think?"

Angel straightened out his suit as he buttoned up the jacket to cover stains. "Sound's good. I'd buy it." He chuckled, reactivating the elevator.

"FUCK!" Charles shouted, quickly getting up and re-dressing. "Man, anyone'd think you were souless."

"Just keeping you on your toes, Lawyer-boy." Angel answered as the elevator reached the lobby. He exited, leaving Charles still inside scrambling around with his things. Walking through the ground floor of the building, he caught sight of Spike waiting by the door.

"What took you so bloody long?" Spike asked, walking after the older vampire. He handed him a set of keys. "Thought we could take the Bentley."

Looking at the buffed, silver sports car sat outside the office of Wolfram and Hart, Angel whistled and jumped in. He allowed Spike into the car and the two of them took off; their destination? Downtown LA.


End of Part 4.