In the dimly lit office, the boss's voice is a low, sultry rumble as he guides the boy, his hands gentle yet firm on the inexperienced hips. The boy's cock, once soft and uncertain, begins to harden, tenting his pants as the boss's hand replaces his own, teaching him the rhythm and pressure that brings him to the brink. The boss's mouth is warm and wet as he takes the boy's cock, the boy's hands fisting in the boss's hair, his hips bucking uncontrollably as he's brought to a new, explosive release.