Date: Mon, 23 Nov 2015 06:21:48 +0000
From: "george Robinson (via Google Docs)" <gar7028@gmail.com>
Subject: nightmare or reality ch4

Nightmare or reality ch4


Monday morning and another week begins. It was one of the days to do the
moors run. Jason could have no idea what sort of week it would be for
him. On arriving at work Jason entered the stockroom via the service
lift.. He stripped naked as always and removed the bar from doors and
opened the doors. Standing directly in front of the doors was Kev.. Jason
got quite a shock seeing him there.. Kev immediately spoke "right
prick... down on the ground floor, behind the counter to the left of the
escalator is a box of leather gloves... I want a pair.. and you're going
down to get them. now fucking move before the store opens. Jay turned to go
into the stockroom but was abruptly stopped by Kev "where the fuck are you
going" exclaimed Ken. " To get dressed" replied Jason.  " no fucking
chance" said Kev... "now get fucking going." Jason started down the
stationary escalator, wishing he had eyes in the back of his head and up
his arse. He hurried down to the 1st floor, then to the ground floor.. He
could see people walking past the large plate glass windows and wondered if
they could see in. The ground floor was in a dim light so perhaps not.

He looked behind the counter and found the box of gloves. Jason stopped for
moment and thought (Kev hasn't said if he wanted tan or black), so Jay took
a pair of each. He started back up the way he'd come finally reaching the
second floor to find Ken and Terry chatting. He handed Ken the gloves
explaining why he had two pair." you thieving little bastard... take the
tan ones back.. go on fuck off!!!!!!!." exploded Kev .

 Jason hurried down the escalator to the ground floor.  He returned the
gloves and shot up the escalator like a bullet from a gun. Unknown to
Jason, at least for the time being, the lads were talking to Denny. Denny
was a sales assistant on the furniture dept. He was also gay. There were
ways and means of finding out who was what in the 1960s as homosexuality
was illegal and men had to be very careful.  The lads had quickly explained
to Denny the situation regarding Jays blackmail and they had decided to
have some fun at Jay's expense.  Denny went into the stockroom and hid
behind some boxes.  As Jay reached the top of the escalator, the lads
ushered him into the stockroom pretending that someone was coming. Jay
catapulted himself into his safe haven. As he caught his breath, Denny
crept up on him and tapped him on the should. Jay shot around to be
confronted by Denny. His heart just about stopped but when denny spoke to
him he pulled himself together.  "hi Jay" said denny " I've got a cock that
needs sucking...on your knees and suck boy" Jason dropped to his knees,
assuming that the lads had approved the action and sucked Denny's cock like
there was no tomorrow.  It didn't take long for Denny to reward Jay with a
fountain of warm spunk, all of which went down to Jay's gut. He was told to
get dressed and sort the orders out. When they'd finished loading the van
they decided to go to the staff canteen. On the way, they bumped into
Denny.  " Not away yet lads" said Denny. " no we're going for a coffee
before we leave" said Terry.  " ah right "replied Denny.  Hey I'd love to
fuck him before you go" said Denny. " no problem said Terry. " ah but where
can I take him where no one will interrupt us" pondered Denny. " no
problem...take the prick on the roof...you can get him fucking naked up
there with no interruptions see you in the canteen when you're ready" said
Kev. Five minutes later, Denny entered the canteen. Kev nudged Jay and
gestured for him to go with Denny. Jason got up and they both went on the
roof. There was a three foot wall around the roof area so no one could
possibly see them.  " right prick ...strip then bent over and prepare to be
fucked rigid. Denny punged his huge prick into Jays arsehole. He pumped
hard and fast until he deposited his load of warm spunk inside Jason. Jay
had to suck his cock to clean it before they got dressed and exited the
roof.  Time to head for the moors. All went well for Jason apart from
Denny's spunk oozing out of jay's arse and down his leg.

`He wasn't ordered to steal anything or suck a cock or indeed get fucked so
things were going pretty smoothly.  He was still naked at the secluded spot
and was ordered to clean the van, but this was no problem to Jay. The
morning progressed and the two amigos basted in the warm sun. After Jay had
cleaned the van, he was ordered to stand where the lads could him and wank
until told to stop.  This Jason did but not with any enthusiasm.. as all of
this was going on Jason suddenly gasped, tried to hide his tackle and
stared at the track.  The lads looked around to see a tramp emerging from
the copse. The tramp approached the group with suspicion wondering why one
of them was naked and wanking in front of the other two.  Kev was the first
to speak " hi there...my names Kev...you surprised us...bet you're thinking
why is he fucking naked...well the answer is simple....we told him to get
naked and he does everything we tell him.  "Is he simple in the mind...some
sort of nutter " enquired the tramp.  " No mate." replied Kev " he's sort
of our sex slave" "sex slave !!! " exclaimed the tramp ..".haven't had sex
for don't no how long...wank plenty but it's not like getting ya cock
sucked or getting a good fuck...well is it" " well my friend..It's your
lucky day...he'll do both for you. Terry told Jason to go service the
tramp. Jay edged his way towards this traveller of the road and nervously
knelt down in front of the old fella. His pants were tied up with bits of
string and rope, so Jay started to undo them. After a short while, the
tramps pants simply fell to his ankles. The smell was absolutely revolting
and as Jay closed in on his cock, he could see lice moving about the tramps
pubs. Jay was reaching and very close to actually vomiting. " What's the
fucking problem prick" said Kev. " he's covered in lice...there moving
around in his pubic hair...can't he wash himself in the stream before I
start sucking him" pleaded Jason. Ked spoke up " sorry pal... small
problem....you have lice and we can't risk taking them home with us. you
need to get washed before he can service you...he can wash you...we've got
gear in the van...clothes ,stuff for cleaning the van ...but it would clean
you too...what do you say" " yea " said the tramp. " that would be
good...someone to wash me...be like a servant... yes right" Jay grabbed the
gear from the van and they all walked down to the scream which was only a
hundred yards away.  There Jay helped the tramp to strip and then proceeded
to wash him. Lice by the hundred could be seen falling into the water and
being washed downstream along with a lot of dirt which actually clouded the
water. With the tramps permission Kev ordered him to wash the tramps
clothes and lay them out on the boulder to dry in the the now scorching
sun.  It was getting so hot that Terry applied sunscreen to Jay's body. Jay
would be no good to them if he was badly sunburnt. He was pleased with
himself for having the common sense to put together a sort of first aid
kit. It was always possible that Jason could get hurt while carrying out
orders and Terry wanted to be prepared.

After laying out the clothes, Kev ordered Jay to start sucking the tramps
cock.  This was a sight for sore eyes....a naked Jason sucking a naked
tramp, and it got better when the Tramp started fucking Jay like a steam
train piston.  The tramp was well endowed with a 9 inch cock and at least a
3 inch circumference and he knew how to use it. A couple of hours had past
and Jay had been well used by the tramp.  His arse was fucking wrecked by
the way the tramp had pounded it and his lips were numb with having sucked
for so long, but Jay could see light at the end of the tunnel as the tramp
started to dress. " right said the tramp" to kev and Terry. " really
enjoyed that.now you lads take care and thanks for everything....he's one
good fuck and he sucks good too" looking at Jay.  At that the tramp headed
off and into the distance.  "  well done prick...you did a fine job on
him...now you can suck both of us off before we head home.  Jay assumed the
position and sucked his tormentors slow and steady until each of them
planted their spunk into his stomach.  They then headed home and finished
their shift.  The week ticked around till it was Friday. Friday, like
Monday, was moore's run day and from getting to the store and carrying out
his now practised procedures, Jason prayed that niether Terry or Kev would
order him to go and nick something. He really wasn't comfortable with theft
nor was he was comfortable with anything that was being perpetrated on him,
but at least he wouldn't be nicked so long as he followed orders.  Friday
went the usual way, a lot of fucking and sucking of cocks and cleaning
vans.  At the end of the day Jason had his bath and, again, prayed that
Terry would leave him alone tonight. He just wanted to relax, watch a
little tv while his wife was at the bingo.  His prayers were not
answered. Ten minutes after June left for bingo, Jay heard the front door
open. Terry walked into the room carrying his photography equipment. " well
drop the fucking boxers prick" Terry yelled at Jason. Jason immediately
complied by dropping his shorts and putting them on the arm of the chair. "
right prick said Terry. " I.ve decided I want some really interesting shots
of you...already got one that would send you to prison, but you can't have
to much of a good thing ...Terry snapped away for a hour or more getting
Jason in different postions and poses. This new set of photos were so
incriminating that there was nothing he couldn't do to Jason, nothing he
couldn't make him do, nothing Jason could refuse to do.  Terry, satisfied
with his shots packed up his gear. " now then ...with shots like that.  You
WILL do anything I tell you to do...absolutely anything...so let's put it
to the test...walk to the garden gate right now" Jason, knowing that he was
indeed knackered opened the front door and walked the the garden gate with
his hard cock preceding him. There were people in the street but none of
them saw a naked Jason.  He came in and sat on the couch.  Terry left to go
home with a naked Jason ordered to wave him away at the front door. Just
another test to see if he would obey...and he did..