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28. Cock bulge
After one strenuous morning of sending letters, receiving packages and attending clients, Link let himself plof onto a char in the break room. He just needed a bit of respite, eat something, drink something, and he would be right back at work. One would think that being a postman wasn't a difficult job but he needed to know all the addresses, or, at the very least, know the whole map by heart, so he would be able to locate all the streets and never get lost. On top of that, he also needed to carry all the letters and packages. It was exhausting but rewarding.
Link took a deep breath and opened his water bottle taking a long gulp and when he looked around to see who else was in the break room he nearly choked. Right there, sprawled on a chair maybe a little too small for him, the other new hire was reading the newspaper, legs spread, showcasing his glorious-
Link's hands shook so bad his bottle fell while he coughed. The man got up and walked up to him to pat him on his back.
"Easy, there. What happened? Went to the wrong pipe?" his velvety voice said, there was a bit of myrth in that tone, and Link just felt his cheeks on fire –as well as his back, where that huge hand was patting him.
"F-cough I'm fine... Thanks, cough cough."
"Sure," the other man said, smirking. Link felt his legs shaking. His eye level while standing was around the man's lower belly, perhaps his navel. However, sitting like this...
Merciful Hylia! I can see the outline!
His eyes bulged out when the object of his admiration got closer to his face.
"See anything you like?"
Unfair! That voice, paired with that body... And the uniform that seemed to be about to get ripped at the wrong movement. All his blood rushed south and he whimpered, closing his own legs and covering himself with his palms, while he leaned over. He heard Ganondorf laugh –because yes, he knew the other's man name, not that he had been replaying it in his mind all night long before he went to work.
"I also see something I like."
Whimpering again, Link went all in. He pressed his face against Ganondorf's groin, inhaling deeply the musky scent and feeling it come to life. He also heard the man moan. Link started mouthing at his bulge, and given how there was a layer of fabric –it felt so thin, he could swear he tasted the man already– between his prize and his lips he used his teeth too.
Ganondorf's hand went to his head and he was squished between it and his bulge. Link was in Heaven. He moaned, loud enough to be heard even when it was muffled by the piece of meat pressed against his face.
He became bolder still and his hands went to the hem of the shorts, pulling them down with some difficulty –the way the fabric was holding on for dear life and not ripping was to be admired– and instantly began the glorious task of licking that tasteful shaft, thick, veiny... He didn't even minded the hairs at the base, while his hands toyed with the man's "family jewels".
Even trying to think the correct name made him blush... A wonder, really, as he had the man's sex right stuck to his face and mouth.
Link focused on his task at hand, receiving a myriad of encouraging moans and groans from the man above. For once in his life he was glad he was a "midget", as he now had the "perfect height".
Ganondorf's pants became erratic until he started tensing up. Link decided to try and get at least part of that behemoth if a dick inside his mouth, massaging the rest of it –there was no way he could fit even half of it into his mouth without practising at least a couple of times– and did his best to also use his tongue to tease the man.
He was rewarded.
With interest.
His ears filled with that velvety and deep voice that would haunt his wettest dreams from then on, and his mouth flooded with the taste of liquid orgasm. He tried his best to swallow but it was unavoidable that some got spilled from the corner of his mouth, dribbling down his chin and staining his uniform.
Link was enjoying the moment when steps were heard coming from the corridor outside the break room. Ganondorf pulled away and tucked himself in, his cheeks darker than before, chest raising and falling fast. He coughed and went back to his own chair, leaving Link rooted on the spot and looking way more unkept than Ganondorf, who by now, was looking collected and fine –except for his still dark cheeks and tight clothing that just made Link think some very nefarious things he wanted to do with the man.
The door got opened and Link rushed to hunch in front of his half eaten lunch, using a napkin to try and wipe his face and top.
"Ah, the new recruits! How's the day going?"
Shit... If the other postmen wanted to chitchat, Link was screwed. He threw a nervous glance towards the redheaded man, looking for complicity, or sympathy even, but what he found was a smirk, and a gaze that told him he was on his own.
What an asshole! ... Stupid, dumb, sexy asshole!