[SS-738] Warehouse Extra

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[WAREHOUSE EXTRA]

Vincent had been hearing a lot of rumors from one of the warehouses that safekept his products. So, he decided to pay a surprise visit.

Vincent owned a large apparel business. He was one of the top five local businessmen in the industry. He had inherited this business and his generation boosted it more.

When he arrived, he saw the male workers wearing designer briefs of his company, and nothing else.

"What the heck is this?!" Vincent grumbled.

"Hello Mr. Vincent, may I help you?" said one of the workers who first saw him.

Vincent grumpily walked to him and asked, "where is the warehouse supervisor?"

"There he is."

Vincent looked to where the hand was pointed. The supervisor was in the locker room, wearing white briefs, showing his abled body. 

Vincent marched to the supervisor, "what the hell is happening here?! Why is everyone stripped to their skivvies?!"

"Hi Mr. Vincent," the supervisor greeted nonchalantly, "oh, you must heard about the big sales we are making from the direct warehouse sales that we are having here."

"Yes, I've heard! But why are you all almost naked?!" he growled.

"Come. I'll show you something!"

Vincent followed the supervisor to a showroom. There he found more male workers, muscled up and in their sexy undies. There were also other older men, looking around and purchasing underwear.

"We noticed that this warehouse was situated near a gay beach. They started coming here, asking about the products and the men," the supervisor said, "so, now, we are using that to our advantage."

Vincent sees an older man groping the bulge of one of the workers.

"This is sick," Vincent commented with disgust.

Two men emerged. Both were ripped and were in colorful boxers. 

"Let us show you how we do extra services here," the supervisor declared.

Vincent was shocked when the two hurried to him, pulled his pants down and started sucking his dick.

"Ohh shit! What are you... OOOHHH!" Vincent could not struggle against the pleasure he was experiencing from the tag team blowjob.

The supervisor whispered to his ear, "do you know these clients pay us a hundred dollars for a blowjob. Half of that goes to your company. How could you hate that?"

"But this is illegal... Ooooohhh god... I'm cumming! Ahhhh!"

Vincent bucked and ejaculated. His cum painted the faces of the handsome workers.

Vincent sighed. Maybe he should stay and study this innovative business model.