Date: Fri, 9 Oct 2009 16:55:52 -0400
From: Peter Rodman <pdrodman@gmail.com>
Subject: JOB INTERVIEW SUCK-CESS Part 1

JOB INTERVIEW SUCK-CESS
Part 1 (of 5)
By Peter D. Rodman    pdrodman@gmail.com
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SUMMARY

Part 1 -- A job applicant arrives for an interview as an executive's
personal assistant. An important requirement is daily sucking off the
executive. The applicant has to blow the gay personnel director who'll
select the three best semi-finalist mouths to return to perform on the
executive (the one who gives him the best head will be hired). Straight
until now, the applicant gives it his all and makes the cut. He goes home
for blow job lessons from an experienced gay man.

Part 2 -- The applicant returns a week later and gives the executive the
best blow job he's ever had.

Part 3 -- The executive summons the personnel director whom the applicant
blows again via a glory hole while the executive watches.

Part 4 -- The executive takes the applicant to lunch.  Before dessert
arrives the applicant sneaks under the table and gives the executive
another blow job.

Part 5 -- The applicant's hired. While meeting with the personnel director,
this time the applicant (who now realizes he's really a gay man) receives a
blow job from him.

[The strong emphasis on gay male oral sex is no accident --- since it's my
greatest obsession.]  ______________________________

Derek Foster --- a handsome hung hunk --- has worked hard to finish near
the top of his soon-to-graduate class at the Wharton School (affiliated
with the University of Pennsylvania in Philadelphia and home of the
nation's most prestigious MBA program). Seeking employment, he's flying
first class to Denver for an interview at Landon Enterprises, the renowned
Fortune 500 biotech company. The firm's founder and president, Richard
Landon, Ph.D., needs a personal executive assistant. In his mid- thirties
now, Dr. Landon patented the process that led to his fame and impressive
fortune a decade ago. It's a perfect entry level position --- the company
routinely makes the list of the ten best corporations to work for in
America, the salary's lucrative with the potential for substantial bonuses,
and they're even covering Derek's travel expenses.

Derek enjoys being pampered in the first class cabin --- something he's not
used to. Everything proceeds without a hitch --- the plane's on time, the
GPS device in the rental car gets him downtown without problems, and he
finds himself entering company headquarters early. The building's
attractive, aesthetic, and well-designed --- he waits in a spacious
glass-roofed solarium with lots of sunlight, thriving plants, and a small
waterfall.

Derek enters the personnel director's pleasant office promptly at the
mid-morning time scheduled for the interview. An appealing, attractive,
eye-catching, head-turning man, Kent Lancer's remarkably friendly and
instantly puts Derek at ease, suggesting they continue on a first name
basis. Initially things proceed in a straight-forward manner pretty much as
one would expect. Kent tells Derek they received about a hundred
applications, and of those that weren't immediately rejected for various
reasons, on the strength of his resume and recommendations he's one of ten
semi-finalists. He describes the company's expectations for the position,
providing details about the nature of the work. While Dr. Landon's
executive secretary is a woman, he specifically insists his personal
assistant be male, so potential female applicants are out of luck. When
Derek read that in the job description he wondered if the firm could get in
legal hot water for sexual discrimination.

And then Kent drops the bomb and the interview proceeds in a totally
different direction beyond Derek's wildest imagination. Derek can barely
believe what he's hearing as he learns that the man employed in this
position has to give Dr. Landon blow jobs --- several times during the
course of a day, since it's highly unusual for the boss to not need and
want more than one. This certainly wasn't in the written job
description. With a sly grin Kent mentions that things are often a little
different in the real world from what one learns in business school.  While
the need for effective communication ability is constantly stressed there,
no one ever points out that speaking isn't the only desirable oral skill
that begins with an "s" and ends in "k-i-n-g".

Realizing he's being observed and evaluated in terms of how he reacts,
Derek --- always one to go with the flow and roll with the punches ---
keeps his cool as Kent goes on.  He tells Derek he's screening the
semi-finalists at Dr. Landon's request, personally analyzing the fellatio
performance ability each possesses. Derek can barely process and keep pace
with what's happening as Lancer goes over to lock the door and then
returns, unzipping his pants while he tells Derek to get down on his knees
--- it's time for him to show what he can do ("actions speak louder than
words"). It turns out he's the last semi-finalist to be seen.  Three of the
other nine said "no thanks" and left when they learned what was expected
next (with "no hard feelings" each received a generous payment for his
time). But six others did indeed rise to the occasion and give Kent a blow
job on the spot (of course, his hefty dick easily rose to the occasion each
time as well).  The personnel director is selecting the three most orally
gifted candidates to return as finalists for interviews with Dr. Landon ---
each will have to demonstrate how well he can suck the hard dick of the
company president when it's presented to him.

Totally straight since the appearance of his first pubic hair right up
until this very moment, Derek's never been interested in or seriously
considered doing anything intimate with another man. He's certainly been
put on the spot, being forced to very rapidly make a major decision and
decide just how much he wants this job.  Frankly, thinking more about the
money than anything else right now--- he's worried about repaying his
student loans --- Derek decides to go all out for it (figuring it's
something he can handle). Generally people for whom money isn't important
aren't part of the culture at the Wharton School.

Derek's no stranger to great blow jobs --- he's just never given one.  But
from countless, steady encounters with numerous women constantly giving him
good head over the years --- starting at age fifteen --- he realizes he
clearly knows what to do. And he does --- quite well. On his knees now, he
remains calm, thinks about what he's doing as he's doing it, focuses on
what he loves having a mouth do to his own cock and uses that to guide him,
concentrates, gives it his all, and delivers what anyone would consider a
pretty stunning blow job --- a performance someone learning that it's the
very first time he's ever sucked another man's dick would consider
amazing. So he makes the cut and claims his place as one of the final three
being invited to return and show the boss what they can do as they get down
and go down and go to town on him.

Derek notices that Kent undergoes an intensely difficult struggle not to
make too much noise when he cums --- a sure sign of success. It's also
impossible for him not to observe that this guy is indeed well hung. Kent's
obviously impressed with the performance (saying it was awesome),
congratulates Derek on a job well done, and then invites him to lunch for a
more traditional meal. They could head for the company cafeteria (quite a
bit better than most), but instead they leisurely dine at a fine, expensive
Italian restaurant nearby within easy walking distance. Kent expresses the
hope that they can get to know each other even better while he also
explains to Derek more about the company, the boss, and the job. Now that
the exotic (perhaps erotic is a better word) requirements for the job have
been clearly established, Derek learns that while on a typical day he might
end up spending an hour or so orally worshiping Dr. Landon's cock and
balls, the rest of the time will for the most part be spent doing the
various more mundane things one would expect a personal assistant to
handle. The plan for the afternoon is for Derek to tour the company after
lunch and then have some time to sightsee the city if he wishes. He'll
spend the night at a renowned four-star luxury hotel and return to
Philadelphia tomorrow.

Because Kent likes him the best of the three finalists and wants him to get
the job, as lunch continues Kent shares several specific things of interest
he didn't tell the others, giving Derek an inside advantage they lack. He
does indeed have an ulterior motive --- a hidden personal agenda of his
own. Kent happens to be a very sexually active, out-of-the-closet, gay man
--- regularly getting it on with other men (usually one on one, but
sometimes also in some interesting group configurations). He finds himself
extremely drawn to Derek and hopes to play his cards right to get a piece
of the action with him. Indeed, earlier he had to marshal a huge amount of
will power not to turn right around and go down on Derek the way Derek had
just done him. Kent figures it'll soon become frustrating for Derek to
constantly get his boss off and lack a nearby (in both place and time)
outlet for his own carnal needs. Kent imagines the two of them helping each
other out on a regular basis with high quality reciprocal blow jobs. First
he'll need to clear it with Dr. Landon --- who well knows of Kent's sexual
preference. But Kent doesn't think Dr. Landon will object to something
that'll keep the new employee content. It should be a highly beneficial
arrangement for both himself and Derek where ev'ryone walks away a
winner. At this point Derek's clearly won Kent over --- after the finalists
blow Dr. Landon, if he consults with Kent about who to hire (which he
realizes isn't likely), Derek's the one in his book.

So the other two finalists don't know that Dr. Landon has a thick,
nine-inch, uncut (Derek realizes he has to be sure to play with this other
foreskin the way he likes his own to be stimulated) dick that curves
downward. For once --- in regard to his masculine endowment --- it's a case
where a man casually called Dick by those close to him richly deserves
it. Derek knows from his Google image search that Dr. Landon's a handsome,
dark-haired, dark-complexioned man with radiant, penetrating
eyes. According to Kent the good doctor keeps himself in excellent physical
shape --- he's lean, fit, trim, and solid (but not excessive) muscle fills
his frame. In addition, he's one of those men who apparently has a
naturally hotwired direct nerve connection between his nips and his cock
(Derek immediately thinks to himself, just how do you know that?). And the
nips are big, prominent, sexy ones --- the kind where their outline can
easily be noticed beneath the cloth layers of a t-shirt with a dress shirt
over it.

It turns out Dr. Landon's an extremely, excessively, and constantly horny,
testosterone driven, highly sexually charged man with a dominating libido
usually on overload in ultrahigh gear that just won't quit. Important
business decisions can't be made in the most intelligent, productive, and
competitive manner when he's bothered and distracted with his mind really
focused on other things --- his strong and significant sexual urges ---
unable because of them to fully and adequately concentrate on the business
at hand. So his personal executive assistant has to be available at any
moment when necessary to relieve the company president's problem with his
mouth (it's normally the case that the relief provided by the action of the
personal assistant is short-lived and requires repetition a few hours
later). On a typical workday Derek should expect to suck Dr. Landon off at
least three and possibly four times.

There's more.  As lunch continues Kent tells Derek that Dr. Landon's
basically a happily married straight man, but his wife (Margaret) is not
sexually adventuresome --- not in the least. Kent doesn't know the details
or how things were in years past, but at this point between them it's: a
fuck, yes, sometimes, usually in the missionary position --- but a dick
suck? no way. She won't touch his cock with her mouth (despite his constant
yearning for it), and she wants nothing to do with his cum (doesn't want to
see, feel, taste, or smell it). Earlier she would try to orally please him
but couldn't hide how distasteful she found it, the sheer size of his dick
scared her, her heart wasn't in it, she was never any good at it, and she
didn't like him suggesting how she should do it. He's begged her to
consider therapy for her sexual coolness but she won't hear of it.

Kent's always been amazed that any man would marry a woman without first
knowing by direct experience how good (or not) she is in bed --- and
besides being a good fuck (if not, why would he marry her? --- unless he
thinks he can teach her what she doesn't know), if she'll suck him --- and
how she feels about his cum. But again, Dr. Landon's never confided in him
about the early days of his relationship with Margaret, so he just doesn't
know what went on between them back then.

So Dick Landon learned that for the blow jobs he constantly and maddeningly
craves he has to turn elsewhere --- as he now does.  It was while he was in
college that he discovered the myriad joys of receiving great blow jobs. By
now he's hopelessly, passionately, and totally addicted --- he has to have
them, hungers for them, and simply can't live without them --- giving this
supreme pleasure up is not an option. Maybe it's a convenient
rationalization, but by not involving himself with another woman he doesn't
mentally feel as if he's cheating on his wife.  Kent explains that all
Dr. Landon wants from Derek sexually is getting his own dick sucked ---
he'll have nothing to do with Derek's cock, balls, nips, cum, or ass for
that matter. It's a total one-way street with no reciprocation. Except for
possibly grabbing onto his head while he sucks, Dr. Landon won't touch
Derek in any way, nor will any articles of Dr. Landon's clothing be removed
--- his pants'll be opened to permit access to what's important and that's
all. He doesn't want to see any of Derek's body exposed via any clothing
removal, and he won't tolerate the man sucking him off using one of his
hands to also be personally jacking himself off at the same time he's
giving head. So Derek now knows to keep himself clothed and not stroke
himself as well while he's using his mouth to work and win over the hung,
hard, horny man he hopes will be his future employer.

When their son and daughter came along, Margaret became an overly devoted
mother so completely preoccupied with her children that whatever needs her
husband has --- especially physical ones she doesn't share --- are clearly
not a priority for her. However, Dr. Landon still loves her and their
family, feels comfortable with her, and believes the arrangement he came up
with of turning to his personal assistant at work for the satisfaction and
release he must have but can't and won't receive at home from his spouse
works well. While she knows nothing of the sexual relief he's regularly
getting at the office for his strong urges and relentless desires, Margaret
does know (the way some say a wife always does) that he's not cheating on
her with another woman.  She rather innocently assumes he must jack off a
lot now, and that's OK with her. (Actually Dr. Landon's never been much of
a self-jerker --- he takes that way out clearly as a last resort far less
than most would imagine.) Neither one of them has any intention of seeking
a divorce. They truly love each other in their own ways and except for this
lack of sexual interest on her part she's an excellent wife --- but hey,
nobody's perfect.

Kent says that especially on Monday mornings Dr. Landon'll arrive at work
highly frustrated from his spouse not getting him off over the
weekend. He'll enter his inner office with his hand quickly opening his
fly, expecting his personal assistant to already be there on his knees with
his mouth open. As Kent describes it, the boss usually begins the week
absolutely fit to be tied, in a state, worked up, ready to explode, rarin'
to go, bustin' at the seams, one helluv-an eager beaver, desperate to let
loose, pop his cork, and shoot his wad --- randy to such a degree that it's
both comical and sad to see at the same time. No doubt about it --- the
first blow job after a weekend's a real cum gusher. Actually, Kent
continues, the boss likes to start each workday with a
first-thing-in-the-morning blow job --- to make up for what he didn't get
at home the previous night. And of course that'll be when he has the most
cum in his system to find its way into the sucking, swallowing mouth
working him over.

When Dr. Landon's traveling for business reasons --- which happens
frequently, both in the states and abroad --- naturally his personal
executive assistant will accompany him. They stay in luxury suites with two
adjacent bedrooms. And of course he'll be expected to fully keep Dr. Landon
sexually satisfied, sucking him off whenever requested. Margaret never goes
on these trips (and if she did, Dr. Landon would largely go unsatisfied if
he had to count on her for bedroom action). Derek's oral skills may be
called for at any hour of the day or night, and he may find himself working
overtime (and earning himself a handsome bonus as well). In one important
way Dr. Landon's actually better off and happier while traveling than he is
at home --- on trips he spends a lot less time being horny and sexually
frustrated since his assistant's with him to regularly keep him happy.

Kent's the only one in the company (besides Dr .Landon and his personal
assistant) aware of the daily blow jobs, so Derek won't be referred to as
"Dr. Landon's cocksucker" by others behind his back.  Kent's a master
secret keeper when necessary and Dr. Landon's not about to tell anyone, so
the only possible way someone else could find out about it is for Derek
himself to inadvertently or carelessly spill the beans and "let the cat out
of the bag" --- and should that happen, he'll be history at Landon
Enterprises, dismissed, quickly gone with the wind.

Finally Derek asks Kent the question that keeps popping up in his head as
he processes ev'rything he's been told --- how does he know this stuff
(since a lot of it seems to be the kind of secrets within a marriage
couples tend to keep private)? The personnel director looks directly at him
saying that's easy --- Dick's more than just his employer --- they're close
friends and golfing buddies. He says Dick's especially prone to let his
guard down, open up, and confide in him when they're out there on the
course --- although Kent says that doesn't mean Dick tells him ev'rything
--- he still has his secrets. As he tells Derek, when Dr. Landon lets you
call him Dick you know you're in with him. Will I get to call him Dick?
Derek wonders. And his next thought --- another question --- also remains
unspoken (and unanswered): has Kent ever sucked off Dr. Landon? Is that why
he knows about his dick?

And now Kent advises Derek of several situations where he could get himself
in trouble if he speaks without thinking and says the wrong thing. By the
end of their lunch he knows a lot more about Dr. Landon than he otherwise
would, including things it'd be best if Dr. Landon doesn't know that he
knows. And Kent tells him never to ask Dr. Landon about his personal and
family life. He's very protective and private about that. If he volunteers
any information, fine, but he shouldn't outright be asked about
anything. And he must never think or imply in any way that Dr. Landon might
be gay or bisexual --- he'd be very upset about that. Derek assures Kent he
has enough sense not to do that (without directly saying `I'm not stupid').

Kent mentions that the other two finalists only know they're coming back to
give Dr. Landon a blow job. Derek asks why Kent's told him so much he's
kept from them. Dr. Landon probably would think it unfair if he knew, Kent
admits. And he tells Derek they've hit it off and that didn't happen
between him and the other two men --- even if they are good cocksuckers
(they wouldn't be finalists if they weren't). Kent says beyond that Derek
can draw his own conclusion (which naturally is that Kent must want him to
be the one who gets the job).

As lunch winds down Derek realizes he very quickly needs to be absolutely
great at giving his prospective new boss this vitally important blow job,
that his future depends on it and the competition will be stiff, and that
time is of the essence. He changes his plans and decides to catch the next
flight back to Philadelphia after the company tour is over. It's a Tuesday
and Kent's arranged for him to meet with Dr. Landon in exactly one week on
the following Tuesday. Not one to leave anything so critical to chance, in
his mind Derek's already plotting, planning, and formulating a course of
action that he's anxious to immediately set in motion.

As soon as he lands in Philly, before he's even left the airport he starts
making some calls. Someone on the city's gay and lesbian task force is able
to quickly hook him up with a gay man of exceptional ability and experience
to give him rigorous, high quality, private, premium blow job lessons
(which he'll be paying generously for), commencing immediately, pretty much
nonstop between now and when he has to return to Denver next week.  Derek
figures the expense is a necessary investment in his future.

An hour later they meet at Derek's apartment and Eric Schultz --- the blow
job expert who'll teach him how to really suck dicks --- immediately blows
him, quickly sinking to his knees to go for the treasure in Derek's pants
after they shake hands.  After all, Derek needs confidence that the
instructor really knows his stuff --- and he does, of course, leaving Derek
breathless, drained, stunned, and immensely pleased. The blow job is easily
the equal of the most devastating one any woman's ever given him. Now he
knows he's in good hands --- or perhaps he should say in the right mouth
--- with Eric to guide him and teach him what he needs to learn and do for
suck-cess.

It's also another first for Derek, since until now no other man has ever
sucked him off before. Then Eric has Derek turn right around and blow him
so he'll know what level Derek's starting from as a dicksucker.  So twice
in one day, in two different cities, he's taken another man's fully hard
cock into his mouth and made it cum. It's an incredibly astonishing day for
him --- things yesterday he never would have imagined taking place are
happening at a rapid clip.

Satisfied with his assessment and glad his new pupil isn't a completely raw
novice, Eric leaves to quickly make some further arrangements while Derek
begins packing a bag. He'll be heading out soon to meet Eric at his place
where the lessons and instruction will take place. Derek really won't be
leaving there until he's off to Denver again next week to put his newly
learned skills to use. As he heads for Eric's his mind never stops thinking
about the challenge he's taken on and effectively preparing himself to meet
it with admirable, enviable, and highly positive results.

Derek knows he needs to clearly stand out from the other two men he'll be
competing with, and to do that he plans on an approach that will
demonstrate his newly acquired oral prowess in a variety of ways. He needs
to be able to comfortably deep throat Dr. Landon (being a real deep
throater means you can easily keep a big dick completely swallowed --- all
the way, down the hatch, to the hilt, the whole thing, your chin hitting
his balls with your nose buried deep in his pubic hair --- for a
considerable period of time as you use your nose to breathe), he needs to
eat his cum with enthusiasm (hungrily and thirstily gulping it down like he
can't ever get enough of it, ev'ry last drop), he needs to tolerate being
forcefully face fucked and insist it be done to him (the same way you fuck
a woman's cunt), he needs to suck smoothly from a variety of positions
(some of them unusual and creative ones), and in addition he plans on
aggressively going after Dr. Landon at what supposedly is the end of the
interview to give him a second quickie last minute, unexpected but not
unwelcome blow job before departing (he figures doing that one hands-free
will be a nice touch). All of this has to be unforgettable, done with
obvious relish, desire, gusto, enthusiasm, and pleasure.

Until now Derek's been a typical man who's tasted a bit of his own cum on
rare occasions from time to time in the past and found it "OK but not
great" --- feeling he could "take it or leave it" --- but that's it. Now he
has to quickly learn to genuinely crave the stuff --- and coming from
another source, too.  When he thinks of the other two men who'll also be
blowing Dr. Landon, he mentally gears himself up to "kick ass" and leave
them behind in the dust. Will either of them be doing what he plans on ---
deep throating Dr. Landon and telling him to fuck his face as deep and hard
and fast as he wants?  Not likely.

What all this boils down to is that Derek has six days to become a superb
cocksucker who can reliably and routinely deliver extraordinary deep throat
blow jobs. He intends to give Dr. Landon the greatest blow job of his life
--- he'll do whatever it takes to make that happen. His newly acquired
teacher lines up plenty of additional willing hung men for him to practice
on (they're being liberally paid by Derek, too).  And all he's going to be
doing for almost all of each day --- early morning `till late at night
(from sun up to beyond sun down) --- is sucking hard, huge dicks ---
constantly eating big loads of cum --- and learning to deep throat and be
aggressively face fucked (with the entire cock completely in his mouth) as
well, pretty much nonstop. And whenever there's a break from him actively
working with his mouth, he'll be watching porn videos of great blow jobs on
a large screen so he can learn from the techniques and skills of other oral
experts (both male and female).  Eric'll point out methods, approaches, and
fine touches going on in the videos that Derek particularly needs to pay
attention to and practice.

The deep throat part is a bit tricky. Basically Eric tells Derek that about
the only way to truly and completely conquer one's gag reflex in such a
short amount of time is by sheer brute force. The patient, gradual,
bit-by-bit, millimeter-at-a-time approach for learning to effectively
totally swallow a big dick to the hilt can take months. Brute force means a
marathon five or six hour gang oral rape session where Derek'll be tied in
place on his knees and serve as an oral pleasure toy for a group of at
least a dozen horny, admirably hung men who'll repeatedly and roughly
violate his mouth and force their monster hardons all the way down his
throat far beyond his tonsils and thereby destroy his gag reflex once and
for all. Actually six hours on his knees would be a bit much --- half of
the time he'll be tied down lying flat on a table with his head hanging
unsupported off the edge --- since that's a good position to be in for
having your throat fully fucked. Eric insists there's really no other
option, so much as he fears it, Derek agrees to submit to the punishing
session. Eric points out it'll also be great practice for swallowing other
men's cum --- tons of it.

When the night of the gang oral rape session comes --- to destroy his gag
reflex so he can easily deep throat the biggest, longest dicks without any
trouble whatsoever --- Derek's incredibly nervous, worried, and
scared. Eric finds eleven other hugely hung men (all being well paid with
funds supplied by Derek) --- two measure in at nine inches, two have an
astounding eleven inches, and the rest are ten-inch wonders. They tie his
hands behind his back and he starts in the classic on-your-knees
position. He's naked so as a penalty if he throws up on anyone he can be
kicked swiftly in the balls. They also put in hard plastic mouth props ---
dentists and oral surgeons sometimes use them --- to keep his mouth wide
open at all times. Then they go to town, brutally and savagely fucking his
face. It's ruthless, powerful, and wicked. Derek suffers mightily, gagging,
choking, gasping, retching, coughing, shaking, trembling, quaking, moaning,
sobbing, and crying with copious tears flowing --- when the ferocious
assault begins and continues. He doesn't know how he'll get through it. The
men grab his head with their hands and use it for leverage for their
frenzied, rapid, all the way, complete, repetitive, in and out oral
thrusts. They act as if there's no tomorrow, going all out. There are no
limits. Each can be as hard, rough, forceful, and nasty as he wants and
keep at it --- humping away --- for as long as he wants. Each tries to
outdo the one before him in making Derek utterly miserable. No one holds
back, no mercy is shown --- all each man cares about is his own
satisfaction and his next orgasm.  Each dick gets shoved all the way in,
immediately and instantly, far past the tonsils and down into Derek's
until-now-virgin throat as far as it can possibly go. And it doesn't stop
until each man there is so exhausted that he can't possibly get it up just
one more time for another go at it. The men love what they're doing ---
they're fully turned on and in no hurry for it to end. They love seeing
Derek suffering and squirming. And it goes on all night. After all, it
takes a helluva long time for twelve sadistic, horny, hugely hung, driven
bastards to reach a state where ev'ry single one of them can no longer get
it up, especially when they're all helping each other get and keep hard and
revive their dicks while they wait for their next turns. After three hours
(he's totally delirious by then) on his knees they tie Derek down flat on
his back on a table and leave the mouth props out now, making sure his neck
and head are hanging downward off the edge of the table completely
unsupported, arching toward the floor. This is a great position for the
skull fucker to straddle the guy's head between his legs as he feeds his
cock into the mouth and basically fucks as if in a woman's cunt. The entire
session is by far the most horrible ordeal and most miserable experience of
Derek's entire life, the worst night he's ever endured --- but somehow he
survives it. And more importantly, it works. Just as Eric said it would be,
the next morning Derek's gag reflex is gone forever, totally a thing of the
past.

And, of course (not surprisingly, some might say), by the end of his
special six-day training program and intense sucking regimen, Derek
discovers something new about himself (besides the fact that he can deep
throat big dicks now) --- he actually likes and hugely enjoys what he's
learned to do --- he won't be forcing himself at all to blow Dr. Landon, or
just tolerating it and doing it for the money and the job --- he wants to
do it and looks forward to it. Now he finds it's exciting and arousing to
take all of a big cock into his mouth and feel it slide past his tonsils
and enter his throat without any gagging problems --- and he's come to love
the taste of cum as well (the more of it, the better).  When he seriously
stops to think about it, he concludes again --- as he has plenty of times
since returning from Denver --- that he's probably a gay man (could it
be?). And in his very soul he knows sucking off his boss --- even several
times a day --- won't be enough now. A voracious appetite he either never
knew he had before, or else it's something fresh and recent that's just
been created and developed, has been unleashed --- and he instinctively
realizes he won't be able to ignore or suppress it. He wonders if it was
there all the time but so deeply buried that it had never come to the
surface to seek fulfillment. He also understands this is something new that
for once in his life has nothing to do with women --- they won't be able to
satisfy it. Things will never be the same as they were before he pursued
this career opportunity --- nor does he want them to be. While some might
wonder and question what Derek's allowed himself to be turned into in
pursuit of money, his mind is in a totally different place as he secretly
vows to himself to get Kent into Dr. Landon's office at some point and go
down on both of them at once and blow their minds as he blows their dicks.