The Age Gap

Elias was 23.

He had just graduated college and landed his first real job at a marketing firm. He was bright, eager, and completely out of his depth.

His boss, Marcus, was 42.

Marcus was everything Elias wasn’t — tall, broad, confident, and devastatingly handsome in a way that made Elias’s stomach twist every time he walked into the room. He had salt-and-pepper hair, sharp eyes, and a voice that could make grown men straighten up and listen.

Elias had been in love with him since his first day.

He told himself it was just a crush. That it would pass. That Marcus would never look at him that way.

He was wrong.

It started with small things. Marcus asking Elias to stay late to help with a project. Marcus buying him coffee. Marcus standing just a little too close in the elevator.

One night, after everyone else had gone home, Marcus called Elias into his office.

“Close the door,” Marcus said without looking up from his computer.

Elias obeyed.

Marcus finally looked at him. His eyes were dark.

“Lock it.”

Elias’s heart started pounding.

He locked the door.

Marcus stood up and walked around his desk. He stopped in front of Elias and looked down at him.

“I’ve been patient,” Marcus said quietly. “But I’m done waiting.”

He grabbed Elias by the front of his shirt and pulled him into a rough kiss. Elias made a surprised sound that quickly turned into a moan as Marcus backed him against the desk.

Marcus didn’t waste time.

He spun Elias around and bent him over the desk. He yanked Elias’s pants and underwear down and spat on his hole. Two thick fingers pushed inside without much warning. Elias gasped and gripped the edge of the desk as Marcus worked him open roughly.

When Marcus finally pushed his cock inside, Elias moaned loudly.

Marcus fucked him with deep, powerful strokes, one hand gripping Elias’s hip while the other pressed between his shoulder blades.

“You’ve been driving me insane,” Marcus growled. “Walking around my office with those big eyes and that pretty mouth. Acting like you don’t want me to bend you over this desk every single day.”

Elias could only moan in response.

Marcus fucked him harder, the desk creaking beneath them. When Elias came, it was with a broken cry, cum spilling onto the floor. Marcus followed soon after, burying himself deep and filling Elias with thick ropes of cum.

They stayed like that for a long moment, both breathing hard.

Marcus eventually pulled out and turned Elias around. He grabbed his chin and forced him to look up.

“This changes everything,” Marcus said. “You’re mine now. Not just as my employee. Understand?”

Elias was still shaking, cum leaking down his thighs.

He nodded.

Marcus kissed him again — slower this time.

“Good,” he murmured. “Because I don’t share what’s mine.”

He helped Elias fix his clothes, then kissed him one more time.

“Go home,” Marcus said. “Rest. Tomorrow, we’re going to talk about your future here.”

Elias left the office on shaky legs, cum still dripping down his thighs.

He should have been terrified of what this meant for his career.

Instead, he smiled the entire way home.

Because he had a feeling his future at this company was going to be very interesting.

And he couldn’t wait.