Date: Wed, 24 Dec 2003 15:12:04 -0800 (PST)
From: John Smith <nemothickdic@sbcglobal.net>
Subject: Dominated by the Boss's Son, Chapter One

How did my life get like this in 6 months?  I had the good job, the big
country house, and pussy anytime I wanted.  I had moved out to this little
hole in the wall town for to for a promotion and to move up in the company.
I splurged and bought a resort house on the lake, so I could do some
entertaining.  Not much else to do way out here.  The house was great,
right on the water, so I had to buy a ski boat, right? Things went just as
I planned all summer.  The house and boat were great for making new friends
and attracting easy pussy.  No t that I needed help getting laid, 28,
5'10", swimmer's build, thick brown hair and a face that's so handsome it's
almost pretty.

Was one hell of a summer.  Partied hard and fucked for 3 great months.  All
that did take a toll on my job though.  Probably the reason one of my
buddies got the bosses job when he retied instead of me.  I was
disappointed, but it would still be cool.  Paul was my new boss and he was
one of my new drinking buddies.  It was not cool.  I still can't figure out
how or why it went down like this, but I was the Bosse's new whipping boy
from day one.  I may not have been the most dedicated employee for the
first few months, but I got better real fast.  What else could I do?  Big
house payment, big boat payment, no other job like mine for 100 miles.  I
needed this job and I new it.  I worked my ass off to finish my assignments
on time and deliver what the Boss wanted.  But, when the assignment was
complete, it never was what he wanted.  I got my ass eaten out no matter
how much money I made the company or how carefully I followed my
instructions.  I finally figured out that the Boss was playing head games
with me, but by then it was too late.

I was on probation at work, but that is not the part that worried me most.
The little talks I had been having with the Boss for the last couple of
months were the worst.  Paul was an impressive man 6'2", broad shoulders,
naturally fit, dark thick hair, about 40.  12 years older than me and 5 "
taller.  In our "coaching sessions" in that little office he reeked of
masculinity.  All this was part of the fun for him I think.  He sure made
the most of it to intimidated me.  My pulse began to race the second he
would push the door closed.  My one and only goal from that point on would
be to get through this without getting in any more trouble.  But I'm lying
to myself now.  My one and only goal was to please HIM.  I had been turned
into an eager ass kisser.  Part of me at least got off on it.  How else can
I explain why my pulse began to race and my dick got rock hard the second he
pushed the door closed to his office.

All this sounds bad for a young straight man like me, but it got so much
worse last week.  At the end of the last closed door "coaching sessions".
Paul asks me to do him a favor.  At this point I had been trying to hide a
8" hard on for an hour.  I had been convinced I was a dumb fuck with no
focus who's only hope was Paul's help and guidance ...I want his approval
so bad.  10 minutes after one of these lessons, I would remember that I am
a good-looking smart man who had a bright career 7 months ago.  But somehow
while that office door is close, the spell was complete.  When he ask me to
give little Paul an after school job doing landscaping, I was so happy to
say yes.  Little Paul was not little in anyway.  18 year old senior, 6'1"
lean hard body, size 13 shoes.  Same easy confidence and masculine presence
as his father, rare in a man so young.  There was plenty of work to do at
the lake house, but I did not have the money and I was pissed off later.
Not only did I have to kiss this guy's ass to keep my job (house, car,
boat, etc.), but now I have to give his kid spending money?

Paul came by the house on Sat. morning. I was pissed off, but it was
impossible not to like this kid.  Said he was working to pay his Dad back
the money he spent on the prom which was tonight.  We talked as I showed
him what I wanted done.  I tried to cut the conversation short when my 8"
cock decided he liked this kid too.  There was no good way to hide my thick
meat in my short pants, and I was panicked to find myself uncontrollable
hard around another man.  His Dad was bad enough, but what gives... I'm
straight and I have a string of well fucked cunts to prove it.  Little Paul
just would not let the conversation die, so I could get in a cold shower.
When he asked if I would get him a bottle of tequila for the prom tonight,
I agreed just to cut the conversation off before he saw my bulging shorts
and wet spot.  My cock was back to normal by the time I got back from the
liquor store.  Little Paul was sitting on the deck rather than working, but
I didn't care.  I handed him the sack and he did something odd.  He pulled
the half gallon out of the sack by the neck and turned to the oleanders at
the foot of the deck. I look that way too; in time to see the flash.
Little Paul called out " You get a clear pic of the label and this face?"
Someone called out "you bet.  See you after the prom for my payback."  I
was really pissed off now "what the fuck are you doing and who the fuck is
that."  Little Paul did not even seem to notice I was angry.

He said in his usual likable voice " You'll meet him later.  He was here to
take a digital pic of you corrupting a minor.  I came out here to make some
cash.  I'm going to get it out of you, but I'm not pulling weeds for some
fagot.  You'll give me what I want or go to jail.  Which is it fagboy?

Neither my brain nor my mouth would work for a few seconds.  What finally
came out was "Sure I'll pay you and you don't need to work....just please
don't tell your Dad."

 That brought a crewel grin to his face and melted way any hint of a boyish
appearance. " Yea, I knew you were a fag the first time I saw you at the
office, kissing Dad's ass.  You should have worn baggy pants while you
sucked up.  I might not have seen your boner.  I asked Dad to get me this
"job" cause I knew you were a cooperative ass licker.  If I hadn't let you
go the liquor store, you would have creamed your shorts, just from being
near a real MAN.  You such a dump fag, you think all I want is pocket
change.  Your biggest worry isn't your fag ass in jail, it is disappointing
my Dad."

I tried to recover some dignity " Little Paul, you got it all wrong, yea
get horny and hard at embarrassing times but, I'm no queer.  I get lots of
pussy and I've never fucked around with guys.  I give you money for the pic
I just want to save my job, have a heart kid."

 His grin disappeared and he began to look way too much like his Dad " Do
not ever call me little or kid again.  You call me Sir.  Your a fuck fag.
Do not ever lie to me again or your fag ass will be working in jail.  You
will never be fucking around with guys, you'll be servicing MEN.  Now get
your ass in the house and drop to your knees unless you want the skiers on
the lake to watch while I take your mouth cherry."

I wanted to run, but what good would that do, going to jail was not an
option.  Besides, my meat was harder than it has ever been, so I walked in
and drooped to my knees.

My young blackmailer must get off on the power trips, he wasted no time.
"Get my meat out fag boy"

My hands were slapped away form his blue jeans.  "Who told you could use
you hand , bitch?  Use you nasty mouth.  "

Lucky for me the button fly came open with out too much pulling, but it was
humiliating.  His cock was too big for his jeans and 9 "of fat uncut dick
jumped out to hit my lips.  Never giver head before, and my lips were
already covered in dick slime.

 "Lick it up, I know you want to, you got another wet spot in your shorts
just thinking about sucking my jizz."

He smeared my lips good and then watched with that grin., while I ate my
first taste from his cock.  His hand was like a vise in my neck when he
pushed his first inch of cock in my mouth.

 "Lick it clean, now that you have tasted my jiz, you won't ever get
enough.  I've been hard and dripping for an hour.  Lick out my cock sock.
Taste great right?"

I did not try to answer, just kept rolling my tongue under his foreskin and
around his fat cock head and frenching his piss slit.  I felt a pain in the
back of my head when he whacked my skull.

 " I asked you a fucking question dicklicker."

  I was instantly panicked because I fucked up and mumbled " Yes Sir, your
jiz taste great" as best as I could with my mouth full.

 He laughed his ass off and pushed his cock in to the lilt.  I knew I was
going to die.  I gagged and choked and tried to pull off while he taunted
me

" Get use to it, Relax, Just keep swallowing, feels great.  Get this right
before you pass out or we'll start all over."

 I never stooped gagging completely, but I did avoid throwing up and gagged
less.  I guess it was good enough. The cock head came back out to my mouth
long enough to breath.  My own dick went soft while I choked.  But having
that cock head pump dick honey on my tongue brought me back to rock hard.
This did not go unnoticed.

 "You like that best huh? Bet you like the taste of my sweaty balls even
more.  I want to see both my nuts in your mouth."

  The smell of his nuts did things to by brain, I wanted to lick em clean.
Leaning my head back I opened as wide as possible and let the left ball
fall in.  Rolled it around with my tongue then open up for the other.
Little Paul was not little anywhere.  His right nut would not go in no
matter how hard I sucked.  He helped me out and push it through my wide
stretched lips.  His smile was huge as I washed his nuts with my tongue.
They both got jerked out with a pop.

 "You love the flavor of my nads too, but you think your not queer, You
could cum in you pants right now if I let you.  Get your pants off and lay
on your back."

 Little Paul pulled his jeans the rest of the way off too.  "You been brown
nosing Dad for weeks, so I 'm sure you want to lick MY ass.  We'll see
which you love best. Sucking by precum, or licking my sweaty nuts, or
licking my ass clean ."

  Seeing this beautiful young man squat over my face was the strangest
thing in my life up to then.  His but was covered in dark curly hair, right
up to the brown hole.  I did not have long to look before contact.

 "Get that tongue out.  Want to land right on it" lick it up and down, long
slow licks.  That's it asslicker.  Now make tight circles around the hole.
This is the hardest your dick has been so far .  Now show me your a real
ass kisser.  French that hole.  Clean out my ass. "

I felt fucking low, but I had to do it.  I pushed the tip of my tongue hard
against his tight ass and felt it sink home.  The moan from above told me
he loved it.  My raging boner told him I did too.

  "Jack you dick but don't even think about cumming.  Want you horny & full
of cum tonight.  In and out butkisser.  Nice.  Stop kissing my ass long
enough to tell me how much you love licking my hairy ass.  Lets hear it"

Yet another new humiliation, but here goes. "Love it Sir, Feal of your
silky buthole hairs when I lick your but. Musky smell and taste drives my
crazy kissing your hole...."

 "Yea I know it does, your fat hard on don't lie"

The next 15 minutes were spent alternating between licking young Paul ass
or getting mouth fucked or sucking his big nuts.  He would fuck my mouth
till he was close, then let me work on his ass or balls till he was ready
to feed me some more dick honey.  I was not allowed to touch my dick unless
I was servicing his ass and never allowed to cum.  When young Paul was
ready to cum

 "Here comes the tastiest part for you.  Going to fill your hole with Cum.
Don't swallow a drop till your told. "

 I was still on my back as he sat on my chest and fuck my mouth.  I ran my
tongue over his cock head every time he pulled back.  It was like a fire
hose when he shot. He cums harder than I piss.  The taste of his cum was
even more spicy and intoxicating than the flavor of his balls and ass had
been.  I was lost in the moment.

 "Going to pull my cock head out, keep your mouth open wide so I can see my
load"

 He left his still dripping cock on my chine.  I should have seen this
coming, but had no clue till I saw the camera flashes.  I could not move
with him on my chest and did not even try.  Hard to be assertive when a man
is sitting on your chest, his dick on your chine, his cum over flowing your
mouth.

 "Since this was your first time I was sure you would want a pic of the
dick that took your mouth cherry and first load of cum to go in your belly.
Swish it around slowly then slowly swallow while I take some more pics.
Good boy.  Now lick my cum off your lips.  That's a great shot.  There is a
little more jizz on my piss slit.  Lets get a shot of you licking my cock
head clean.  Real Nice.  Now one with you cleaning under my foreskin.  One
or two pics of your hard dripping dick so all your new friends will know
you fucking loved your first time.  I'm going to go now and get ready for
the prom.  You do the yard work before I get back tonight.  Have my pay
ready and some margaritas and beer cold too My girl does not suck cock.
Luckily you do cause I'm going to be real horny after the dance.  One more
thing, be naked except for a jock, and have your pussy hole clean and lubed
Your going to loose your cherry ass tonight.  If your a good fuck boy, I
might even let you shoot your faget wad while you get fucked"

I had several long hours to think about what just happened and what was
going to happen tonight.