Date: Fri, 18 Nov 2016 10:58:16 +0200 From: R Timm <russell.timm@gmail.com> Subject: AFRICAN WORK SEEKERS ? Do anything for a job ? Part 1 *AFRICAN WORK SEEKERS -- Do anything for a job* by Russell Timm © Russell Timm 2016 Contact can be made via: russell.timm@gmail.com *Other stories by Russell Timm: Africa - Boys on the Side, Into-Africa, African-Adventure-Series, West Africa -- Where the money talks, IN AFRICA -- Boys Also Like Fast Cars, BOYS **IN AFRICA -- Man to Man, WORKING IN AFRICA -- White Men Misbehaving* DISCLAIMER: THIS STORY IS FICTION AND THE CHARACTERS IN IT ARE FICTION. THE EVENTS AND SITUATIONS ARE FICTITIOUS AND INCLUDE DEPICTIONS OF CONSENSUAL SEX. AFRICAN WORK SEEKERS -- Do anything for a job -- Part 1 Like thousands of other young men in Africa Samuel had drifted into the city in search of a job. He had secured temporary accommodation with a relative who was also feeding him but there was pressure on him to find a job and contribute to the food costs. His uncle worked in a small industrial area of the outskirts of the city and so Samuel would accompany him in the morning and spend the day knocking on doors and looking for work. All he had managed to achieve was the odd casual labour job of loading or cleaning. Samuel was becoming desperate. Samuel had passed this little factory a number of times before but this was the first time he'd seen anybody outside or anybody near the gate. It was a white man, tall and slim. He was getting something out of a car parked next to the gate. "Job please boss." The man looked at Samuel and if he had any humanity you would've been able to read the desperation in Samuel's demeanour. "Work is scarce here boy." "Please help me boss." The man looked to boy over. Likely to be under 20, just under six foot, on the skinny side of slim, pleasant features. "You look nice, what's your name?" "Samuel boss, please help me." "Can't see you now I'm busy but come back after five when the factory is closing then I'll talk to you." The man dug some coins out of his pocket and passed them to the boy. "You look hungry buy something to eat." "Thank you boss, thank you." Samuel watched as the man turned away, picked up a small box, locked his car and walked back into the factory. When the man was inside Samuel turned away and headed for the numerous street vendors to buy some food. The money had not been much but Samuel was able to buy two buns, which filled the hole in his stomach. The small seemingly trivial generosity to a stranger shown to him by a man he had never seen before. He was a burden to everyone it seemed even to his relatives who were housing and feeding him. Samuel could be forgiven for clinging to the possibility that this stranger could solve his problems. It was mid afternoon when Samuel returned to the small factory. He noted with relief that the car was still parked there and so took up position across the road and waited. At 5 o'clock he observed the workers leave the factory, a few in cars but most on foot. The man's car was still there so he waited. About a half an hour later the man came out carrying a briefcase and walked towards his car. Samuel crossed the road and approached the gate. The man looked up and saw him. "Ah, you are still here." "Yes boss, you told me to come." The man placed his briefcase in the trunk of his car, then walked across to the gate and let the boy in. "Come." The man turned and walked back towards the office. The boy followed. The man unlocked the door to the office, let the boy in, and then locking the door led the boy into his office. "What's your name boy?" "Samuel boss." The men then proceeded to ask a number of questions. Where was the boy from, what schooling did he have, did he have any work experience and so on. Samuel answered the man's questions and was impressed with the man's gentle and kind manner. Samuel and had virtually no direct contact with white people and relied upon the stories he had heard from others about how harsh white people could be. This man was not harsh, he seemed gentle. "Samuel, you look good to me but jobs are scarce so if you are a good boy I can put you on the waiting list for a job. Do you understand?" "Yes boss." "Samuel, you must remember that I only employ people who listen to me and do exactly as I tell them, with no questions. I don't have time to waste with people who don't listen to me and don't do as I tell them. Do you understand?" "Yes boss." "You don't have any work experience but maybe I can give you a chance if your body is healthy and you are strong enough." "Thank you boss." "Okay, then I need to see if you were healthy. Take off your clothes and put them on the chair." The boy hesitated. "What did I tell you Samuel? I told you if you want to work for me you must do exactly as I tell you." "Sorry boss." The boy quickly took off his shoes and socks, his shirt and trousers, then standing in his baggy boxer underpants looked over to the man. "Come over here." The boy walked slowly over to where the man was sitting. The man looked the boy over, he was indeed on the skinny side, his brown skin was smooth and almost hairless. "Walk to the door over there." The man watched as the boy walked to the door. "OK, now back again." The boy did as told. The man stood up. "Let me see your hands." The boy lifted his hands palms up. The man reached out Took over boy's hands and rubbed them with his thumbs. "Soft hands." Then the man turned the hands over. "Nice nails." The boy's fingernails were neatly trimmed and nicely shaped. The man using both hands on each side of the boys arm slowly slid his hands up the boy's arm from the wrist to the armpit. Then the other arm. Still standing in front of the boy the man put a hand on each shoulder and then slowly slid is hands down onto the boy's chest gently squeezing the muscles and in passing giving each nipple a gentle pinch. He felt the boys stomach flat, smooth, firm with not an ounce of fat. The man then stepped back and sat down gesturing the boy to step closer. The boy did and the man bent forward and placed both hands around the calf of the one leg. He slowly slid his hands up the boy's leg, past the knee and up the thigh. The man kept going until the inside hand made contact with the boy's ball sack. The boy stood dead still. The man slid his hands down the thigh and then back up and make contact again with the boy's ball sack. The man moved on to the other leg. As the hands reached the top of the thigh the inner hand made contact first with the boys cock and then his ball sack. The man repeated the movement on the thighs each time brushing against the boy's cock and ball sack. The third time is the man's fingers brushed against the boy's cock the man detected a twitch from the cock. Each time the man repeated the motion and brushed against the boys cock it twitched until it was standing outwards horizontally tenting the baggy boxers. In one motion the man pulled the baggy boxes down exposing the boy's semi hard cock. "The man reached out with both hands picked up the boy's cock and began to examine it and it grew fully hard. "They cut you nice, you have a very nice cock Samuel." The boy looked down at what the man was doing but said nothing. The man moved one hand onto the boy's balls while the other slowly stroked the boy's cock. The man could feel the response from the boy as he rocked slowly forward and back in time with the man stroking his cock. In the man's hand was almost 6 inches of slim, sleek, tightly circumcised cock. "Very nice Samuel. Your cock is nice." The man reached into a draw in the desk and retrieved a small bottle of lotion then applied it to the boy's cock. The man stood up and positioned himself to the side and slightly behind the boy so that his right hand could reach around and grasp the boy's the rock hard cock. He then started wanking the boy, starting slowly but then faster and faster until he sensed the boy was ready to come. "It's coming boss, it's coming out." The man adjusted his stroke on the boy's cock to help squeeze the cum out. The boy was gasping as the man slowed his stroke right down and squeezed the last of the cum out of the boy's cock. "That feel nice for you Samuel?" The man kept his hand on the boy's cock gently fondling it as softened. "Yes boss." The man sat down again and reached out placing his hands on the boy's hips and gently drew him closer and then picked up the boy's cock fondled it using his fingertips. "You have a nice cock and a nice body Samuel." "Thank you boss." "While you are waiting for a job if you could use your body to satisfy my cock you can make some money." "I can help you boss." "But you don't know what my cock needs to be satisfied." "We can do what you like boss." "OK, take my cock out and show me how you can satisfy it." The boy bent forward, undid the belt, loosened the trousers and as the man raised his hips pulled the man's trousers and underpants down to his knees exposing the semi-erect man cock. "It's a big one boss." The boy reached for the cock and started to stroke it. The cock was now fully erect and the boys stared intently at it as he continued to stroke it. The boy's cock was also starting to harden again. The man reached for the bottle of lotion and applied it generously to his cock. The boy rubbed the lotion over the man's cock and continued to stroke it. The man stood up and reached for the boy's cock, which was now also fully erect. While a boy kept stroking his cock the man applied some lotion to the boy. They stood together slowly stroking each other's cocks. "Am I making it nice for you boss?" "It is nice Samuel but if this will not satisfy my cock." "Do you want to put it in boss?" The man did not answer but gently turned the boy around to face the desk, bent him slightly forward placing the boys hands on the desk, using one foot spread the boys legs then moved into position behind the boy, applied some more lotion to his cock then guided his cockhead towards the boy's hole. With his cock in position, "push back" he instructed the boy. As the boy did the men's cocks slipped right in. The boy gasped. The man withdrew his cock about 2 inches then pressed it home again. The man repeated this until the grip on his cock relaxed. "Move with me now... give me a nice fuck Samuel." The man started to increase the length and speed of his stroke. The boy moved against him. The man was holding the boys hips and thrusting deep and hard into the boy. This wasn't lovemaking, it was fucking, deep and hard fucking and the boy moved against the man's trusts adding to the pleasure. Then the man climaxed and squirted deep into the boy. The man then stopped and keeping his cock deep inside the boy reached around and found the boys still hard, still lubed cock and started to jack him off vigourously. With the cock still up his ass and the action on his cock the boy was quick to shoot another load of cum. The man let the boy go soft in his hand and stayed in position until his now soft cock slipped out of the boy. With his dry hand the man pulled up his trousers then walked towards the toilet. "Come." The naked boy followed. And using toilet tissue and the man wiped his hand and his cock, then rinsed his hands in the basin. Turning to the boy, "clean yourself." And the man turned and walked back into the office. The boy appeared and stood naked before the man. The man looked him up and down again. He liked what he saw. A slim but not too skinny body, a nicely shaped cut cock, 6 inch hard and about 3 ½ soft. And a handsome face too. "Get dressed." The man was disappointed to see that body, especially that cock get covered by such old clothes. "Here." The man handed the boy the equivalent of a half days pay. The boy smiled broadly. "Thank you boss, god bless you." "I would like to fuck you again sometime either here or at my house. If you want to satisfy my cock with some more fucking then you can come back... but don't take too long in case another boy comes before you." The boy nodded in response. They walked out together. The man locked the office and they walked together to the gate. The man let boy out through the pedestrian gate and then exited himself through the automated vehicle gate and headed for home. The man wondered whether Samuel would return. You could never be sure with these boys but the man hoped that in Samuel's case that he did return. *End of Part 1* Keep nifty open for such stories. Donate here: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html