It was a day at Dilf N' Co's office, a very erm...odd day at the office. Particularly, the usual shenanigans the business crew would consist of angry, dissatisfied customers that were called Corns from time to time because it would interfere heavily with the companies flow greatly. Now what made this day so odd is because a certain somebody decided today would be the great day to fuck a doorknob. That none other person was Dilfza, Dilfza was a odd piece that really shouldn't have fit so well with the office management.
Dilfza wasn't (as the saying goes..) the sharpest tool in the shed. He would oftenly jump into conversations with half little knowledge of what's going on and would randomly blurt what ever he heard last out loud along with something concerning. Now enough of introductions lets do a time skip to the real part of this story.
Dilfza was being himself, casually interjecting his unneeded opinion in office meetings, bothering The Secret Service (which in reality the secret service is just the tech savvy people who let HQ and HR know about technical difficulties), and all around just being a nuisance to anyone that dared to breathe in his general vicinity. Aimlessly wandering the rarely walked through halls of Dilf N' Co, while in his midst of wandering, he randomly had the urge to look down and check his feet. Craning his head dramatically slow and lifting up his left foot in unison, he saw the thing that tickled his bussy the most. A singular chicken feather, Dilfza's plain face slowly craned up with a smile, a sick demented quick smile. A known fact that accidentally spreaded around the office like a California wildfire, was the fact that Dilfza had a feather kink.
Dilfza had loved the feeling of the soft silky smooth birds feather going across his schlong in a slow and sensuous way.
While dilfza stood there in shock and wondering if he should..have a small time waster with the feather, by the time Dilfza even made up his mind, his body was already moving to open the small rooms door. The minute Dilfza got in, he shut and locked the door swiftly, he then suddenly ripped off his clothing releasing his masculine, rock hard abs. Dilfza's breathing has fastened, by the time he got his boxers off a stain had formed in them from how bad his schlong was leaking.
Dilfza grabbed the dirty feather from the floor and began his self pleasuring, leaning against the door, he started rubbing the feather on his long thick, graciously girth. Moans and curses had started to leak and spill from Dilfza's mouth from how overwhelming the feeling was, but it wasn't enough to send him over the edge. He need more, immediately, a demented thought appeared into his mischievous mind. Bending over he angled his asshole directly in front of the round circular doorknob, slowly backing up the cold feeling rushed over him. Soon the doorknob was full engulfed by his asshole, Dilfza slowly moved on the doorknob and began his dirty deed.
Rocking off and on the door hurted and filled Dilza with pain, but tis, was a pleasureful pain he could over come. Loud moans spewed throughout the room as Dilfza rocked faster and harder on the steel handle, Dilfza soon then reached back for the feather and started one again like earlier rubbing it all down and around on the tip of his shaft. After almost 15-20 minutes of nonstop pleasuring, Dilfza had finally reached his peak, twirling the feather around his length one last time he had finally came.
Dilfza leaned into the doorknob with forced as his seed spilt and leaked all over the floor and the feather. Panting and breathing heavily after coming down from his high, Dilfza soon regained his strength and slowly pushed himself off of the doorknob. Soft mews sprang from his mouth as the knob stretched him out while exiting his body, as soon as Dilfza fully pulled off from the knob he collapsed on his own seed on the floor and curled into a tight ball.
Closing his eyes Dilfza was purely disgusted but more satisfied and relieved of stress.
Great, now he has to add, Doorknobs to his list of odd kinks.
