Date: Mon, 23 Nov 2015 06:13:10 +0000
From: "george Robinson (via Google Docs)" <gar7028@gmail.com>
Subject: nightmare or realilty ch2

			 nightmare or reality ch 2


Monday morning and the lads were heading for the garage to collect the
van. Terry spoke " I've been thinking...we only do two days on the moors
run...that means I'm losing out on a lot of fun...so from tomorrow we will
start at 7.30 and when we get to the store, you will go straight to the
electrical stockroom, get fucking naked and remove the bar from the doors
[The bar is a length of mild steel which secures the doors.  The only way
to get into the stockroom is via the service lift] The cleaning staff
finish at 7.30 so you will wait for me, naked, on the sales floor and I'm
going to fuck you on the sales floor with you bent over a washing machine

All that day the prospect of being fucked prayed on Jay's mind.  Being a
straight guy, having a man put his dick up his arse was absolutely
abhorrent , but he simply couldn't do anything about it.  As ordered Jay
was ready extra early for work and sure enough Terry knocked on the door at
7.00am with an evil glint in his eye.  Jay knew that this was the day that
Terry would fuck him and take his cherry.  They arrived at work and Jay
went straight to the lift, entered the stockroom and stripped as previously
ordered. He then removed the bar and went onto the sales floor as naked as
the day he was born. Jay had to wait more that five minutes for Terry to
emerge from the customer' lift but when he did he had this evil supreme
arrogant smile wrapped around his face. He approached Jay while getting his
cock out and uttering " Get bent over that fucking machine now!!!!. Jay
immediately bent over the washing machine and Terry aimed his cock at the
target and thrust it into Jay's tender arse. The pain was intense but Jay
did his best not to cry out for fear of attracting attention to this brutal
assault on his virgin arse. Terry plowed away enjoying every thrust and it
wasn't long before he was filling Jays arse with copious amounts of spunk.
He withdrew his tool and told Jay to suck his cock clean and then to get
dressed.  Jay didn't need to be told twice. he rushed into the stockroom
and dressed in seconds having only to put on his trackies and a t shirt and
trainers.  He arse was on fire but he knew better to not complain.

Terry told him to get the orders on the lift and be quick about it. This
was normally the sidekicks job but these were not normal times and Jay knew
it.. Terry sat back and had a smoke while Jay rushed hither and dither
getting the orders sorted. Terry noticed that one order, a fridge, was
addressed to one of his close friends and this gave him an idea.  When they
finally arrived at Terry's mates house, he told Jay to get the fridge to
the edge of the van and he would knock on the door. Jay didn't know that
this customer was Terry's mate.The appliance was carried into the house and
as Jay headed for the door to exit he heard Terry yell " Hey cunt...where
the fuck do you think you're fucking going...my mate wants to fuck you and
then he get his cock sucked...so get fucking naked and prepare to get get
fucked...NOW!!!!!.For quarter of an hour, Terry's mate pounded Jays already
battered arse until he shot his load inside Jay. Jay was then turned
around, ,pushed to his knees and had a spunk soaked cock thrust into his
mouth.  The day was not going good for Jay. He was looking forward to a
quiet evening in front of the tv.  Surly terry wouldn't come around with
his wife in the house. What Jay feared the most actually happened.  There
was a knock on the door. Jay opened the door just to be pushed out of the
way by Terry as he barged his way into the lounge, quickly followed by Jay.
" Hi June how;s life treating you" said Terry to jay's wife.  " oh hello
Terry...well can't complain..You'll have to excuse me ...I've got a bath
running...see you later. answered June as she disappeared from the room.
She could be heard walking around up stairs.. Terry whispered in Jay's ear
" well that's a bit of fucking luck...drop those boxers get on your knees
and suck my cock.......now start sucking and you will suck until you
swallow my spunk even if your bitch comes down".. Jay dropped to his knees
and sucked like there was no tomorrow. He knew Terry meant every word he
was saying and desperately needed to make Terry spunk up fast . After what
seemed like a lifetime, Jay heard his wife moving around again and that
meant she was out of the bath. He still hadn't made Terry cum and started
to panic. Then without warning, Terry sent a load of spunk cascading down
Jay's throat. Terry whipped his cock away and gestured to Jay to put his
boxers back on. Jay had his boxers on in a second.  Only seconds later June
entered the lounge and asked terry if he wanted a coffee " No thanks
June...I got what I wanted from Jay" replied Terry with a rye smile"
Turning to Jay , he said " right that was good..see you tomorrow normal
time isn't it.  We're on the moors run...looking forward to that". he left
feeling Jay's balls as June was now in the kitchen. As Terry was leaving
the house with Jay at the front door he again squeezed his balls and said "
Tomorrow is going to be great...for kev and me...for you..not so great.
Next morning started in the same old way, including Jay, naked on the sales
floor getting fucked over a washing machine, but today was also moors run
day, so Terry helped prepare the goods which would be going to the moors
shops.  There was a call came over the tannoy system for Jason to go to the
manager's office.  Jay emerged a few moments later with a rare smile on his
face. He approached Terry and with renewed confidence said " The boss has
put Kev on the run with us. apparently there's not enough work on the
loading dock to justify two of them there" " oh right "said Terry " need to
make a call of nature ...two minutes" He disappeared down the stairs and
Jason just stood pondering the thought at his nightmare was nearly
gone. Terry wouldn't be able to subject him to his vile activities while
Kev was around or he'd be outing himself but he still had to find a way of
stopping Terry coming to his home, but this was a good start.  The van was
loaded and the three lads set off for the moors shop...cont.