Yes Sir (Tronnor Fanfiction)

First Impression pt. 2 (ch. 3)

I woke up around 8 am and called in to work, telling them I wasn't feeling well but if I feel better I'll come in.  I plan on going in after the interview, after all I am poor as hell and need as much money as I can get, and I'm not even sure if I'll get this job so I'm not going to push my luck.

I got off the phone with my manager and laid in bed for a while longer, before getting up to go to the bathroom and make something for breakfast.

I ate a couple pieces of toast with Nutella spread and made my way back to my bed. I have like four hours until the interview so I might as well spend that time on my laptop.

I finished my toast and continued to scroll down my dash, before inevitably scrolling past a gif of two guys having sex. Only on tumblr would i find pictures of cute animals and then porn the next moment. I scrolled back up and looked at it as it played over and over again of the more defined looking dude mercilessly fucking the small twink, and to be honest the guy on top kinda looked like Mr. Franta.

As I continued to stare at the image I could feel myself getting harder, eventually trailing my hand down my abdomen making its way to my bulge. It's been a while since I've gotten off, but I work two jobs and only have time to get at max 6 hours of sleep, if I'm lucky. So I might as well enjoy this free time and use it to my advantage.

Thankfully I was only wearing my undies so I didn't have to go through the work of taking my pants off. I began to rub myself, the only thing separating me from my erection was the thin fabric. I start to breathe heavily as I put more pressure, massaging my balls in one hand as I stroke myself through the fabric with the other.

I can't take it anymore, so I remove the laptop off of my lap and place it next to me, and then I remove my black boxer briefs. I lay back down like I did previously, closing my eyes as I stoke myself. There's heavy breathing and faint moans coming from my mouth as I start to speed up the pace.

I begin lightly stroking my inner thigh as I start opening my legs, then I make my way down towards my entrance. I begin to slow down my pace and grabbing at the base of my throbbing member, tightening my grip as I make my way up and repeating the motions, as I insert my middle finger inside me.

I moan out a little louder as I put it in deeper and deeper, making it go in and out of me. I then insert another finger, wincing at the feeling of my hole being stretched. I continue to stroke as I get used to the feeling, god it's been so long since I've had someone inside of me.

I start panting as I fuck myself, my fingers hitting my sweet spot as I stroke myself faster and faster. I wonder what it's like to get fucked by Connor, I mean, Mr. Franta.

My fingers start going into me faster and deeper as I think about him being inside of me, giving me no mercy as he rams hiself inside of me. My moans become shaky as I get close to my climax. I feel my body tremble as I imagine him inside me, biting my bottom lip to quiet my moans so my neighbors can't hear me.

The thought of him doing such things sent me over the edge, I can feel my myself swelling and then I released stream after stream of cum going all over my stomach and my hand as I moan 'Connor' over and over again. 

I laid in bed for a few minutes, coming down from my high as my breathing starts to even out and go back to normal.

Oh god, I just masturbated to the thought of fucking my potential boss. Well this isn't going to make things more easier for the interview. Hopefully I can forget this happened before seeing him in a few hours, because that could make things awkward, at least my myself. Oh god please don't think about that while he's interviewing you. 

I may have just made things worse.

I finally managed to clean myself off and head to the shower, so I can start getting ready for my interview.