Date: Fri, 27 Dec 2002 00:40:26 -0800 (PST)
From: Matt <lakersandjaguars@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sex and Work/Part 1

**Note: this story is a fantasy of my own. Certain
events are fictional, things I have often fantasized
about.


My name is Matt. I'm 6'0", 180 pounds, deep blue eyes
and short brown hair. When I was 16 my parents were
very adamant that I was to get a job. I applied at
various places in the town where I lived, and after a
few weeks I had only had one interview, at the local
fast food restaurant. At first I didn't get the job,
but within a month I received a call from the manager
offering me a job to start that weekend. I only knew a
select few people that worked there, so I was very
nervous when my first day arrived. It was the long
weekend, the first long weekend of the summer. I got
there at 10am Saturday morning and I was to work with
a guy named Brady preparing food in the back. I had
never met Brady before but I was very pleased with
what I saw. I learned that he was 18, he was about
5'10, shaggy dirty blond hair, light blue eyes and
thin. It was very hard for me to not stare at him. I
had been getting harder and harder since the moment I
first saw him. I kept adjusting my bulge and tried to
avoid him from seeing what I was doing.
That afternoon our supervisor told Brady and I that we
had to clean the basement. It had to be reorganized,
swept and mopped. Brady and I went downstairs and did
our job. But one very interesting thing happened.
While I was emptying the dustpan into the garbage, and
I was leaning over, Brady came by and slapped me in
the ass, and then laughed. He didn't look at me, he
just began mopping and told me I should go back
upstairs and finish what I had been doing. My cock was
straining in my boxers and I climbed the stairs,
slowly feeling myself. I began cutting vegetables and
making sure my supervisor was pleased with my work. I
was then told that I was going to have to take my
lunch break with Brady. I wasn't unhappy, but a little
anxious because I wasn't sure if he had been flirting
with me in the basement when he slapped my ass. I took
my lunch down to the basement and sat by myself for a
few minutes until Brady came downstairs and took the
seat at the makeshift bench across from me.
"Say, do you have a girlfriend, Matt?" he asked me.
"Nope. Never had one" I replied.
"A goodlooking guy like you with no girl, I find that
incredibly hard to believe" he said sincerely.
"Well. I, uhhh, just have, uhh, never found the right
person for me"
Whatever it was, it seemed that I had set off a
signal. Before I knew it he had his hands were under
the table and he was running his hands up and down my
thigh. My cock was bulging inside my pants. He had a
look of desire on his face. Neither of us was saying
anything. He stood up, obviously sporting a huge bulge
in his black pants. He sat down right beside me and
cupped my fabric-covered cock in his hands. He used
his other hand to caress my face. Looking into my eyes
he leaned in and kissed me softly on the lips. He then
stopped and looked at me, as if trying to see it what
he was doing was okay. I leaned into him and kissed
him back, opening my mouth and allowing his tongue to
enter into my mouth. I began caressing his inner
thighs, feeling his growing cock pulsating as he was
doing the same thing to me.
"Brady, Matt, get upstairs NOW! You have work to do.
You've been down there for far too long" our
supervisor, Elizabeth yelled from the top of the
stairs.
"FUCK!" Brady said in frustration. He kissed me one
last time and headed for the bathroom. "I ain't going
up there with this huge hard on" he said, obviously
annoyed. Before I knew it, he had shut the door and I
went back upstairs, floating on air, unsure of what
had just happened downstairs. I wasn't sure if Brady
was just playing with me because I was the new guy, or
it if was just some sick trick he was pulling.  The
afternoon passed without anything else happening.
Brady and I walked outside together only to find his
friend waiting for him. He said he was sorry and that
he'd see me the next time we worked together. He
didn't say anything else, he didn't smile, he didn't
touch me at all, he just walked away, without turning
back.
I went home and went straight to my bed and jacked
off, reliving the events of the afternoon in my head.
I was intoxicated with Brady's image in my head. I
fell asleep naked in my bed and woke up the next
morning barely in time to get ready for work.
I got to work right on time and the door was still
locked, meaning no one was there yet. I was supposed
to be working with a guy named Chris from school that
I knew, and was sort of friends with. Before I knew
it, Brady walked around the corner with a huge smile
on his face, my cock instantly grew 4 inches, not
quite fully hard. He slyly grabbed my ass and told me
that Elizabeth wasn't our supervisor today and I'd be
getting a huge surprise. He wouldn't tell me what it
was. I soon learned that our supervisor was Carla, and
I would soon come to know after working there for a
few months that Carla was the absolute nicest girl to
ever come into my life, she was caring and kind,
nothing like Elizabeth, who was bitchy, bossy and
rude. At 11am Carla came up to me and said that Brady
had offered to reorganize the stockroom and said that
I would help him, she also said that she'd be more
than pleased to give me a longer lunch break if I did
this. I accepted and went downstairs to the stockroom
with Brady. He had a sly and smug look on his face. He
held my hand as we went down the stairs and whispered
to me "It's time for your surprise."
He ran ahead to the stockroom and turned on the
lights. In the corner there was a blanket spread
across the floor. He started undressing. He took off
his mandatory work royal blue shirt and exposed his
hard nipples and budding six-pack. My cock was already
hard when he started undoing his belt and let his
pants fall to the ground before he took off his shoes.
He stood there in only his socks and white briefs,
with a wet spot where precum had already started to
flow. He came over to me and wrapped his arms around
me and began kissing me deeply, pushing his tongue
into my mouth and he fondled my bulge. He slid his
hands up under my shirt and played with my nipples,
squeezing them slightly and then lifting my shirt over
my head, breaking the kiss momentarily before kissing
me again as he unbuckled my belt. He slid my pants and
my boxers down my legs at the same time as I grabbed
the elastic band of his briefs to slide them down over
his ass. He guided my body down onto the blanket and
climbed on top of me. He started grinding his cock
into mine as he kissed me, moving his hands up and
down my thighs. His 7 inch cut cock rubbing against my
own 6.5 inch uncut cock was producing so much precum.
He had the perfect ass, two dimples, an ass that made
my cock throb. He started licking my nipples, biting
softly and then sucking what he could. He licked my
stomach and then began swirling his tongue around my
cockhead, pushing me further into ecstasy. He licked
my balls, taking each one into his mouth and sucking
on it. I was moaning his name, breathing heavily. He
started moving further down my cock, sucking harder,
fondling my balls with one hand and stroking part of
my cock with the other. I was moaning so loud. I ran
my hands through his hair and caress his bare back. He
begins deep throating me as  I thrust my cock further
down his throat. He is taking every single inch and I
can feel my balls tighten, as my cock is about to
explode. I hold Brady's head as my cock explode,
shooting load after load into his willing mouth. He
takes every last drop and licks my cockhead clean,
climbing back up my body, rolling onto his back and
pulling me on top into a passionate embrace, sharing
my cum with him between our mouths. I feel his raging
cock underneath my body and I move beside him, never
breaking out lip lock. I begin stroking his thick
cock, using the precum as lube. Kissing him, he then
starts to stand up, stroking his cock in front of my
face, as if begging for a blowjob. I started sucking
his cock at full force; I moved my hands to his ass
and let him thrust his cock deeper into my mouth. I
let him face fuck me as hard as he wanted; I took
every inch of his beautiful cut cock. I spread his
asscheeks apart and began slowly fingering his tight
hole. Using one finger to probe his tight ass as I
sucked on his cock hearing him moan and muffle
screams. I began probing his ass with two fingers
while he thrust his cock into my mouth. I felt his
body stiffen as he unloaded into my mouth. We kissed
passionately for a few minutes before we quickly got
dressed and started to actually organize the
stockroom. It wasn't awkward for us. We flirted and
kissed and grabbed each other as we cleaned up. After
our shift he gave me a ride home and we spent an hour
in his car in my driveway kissing. I sucked him off
again and he gave me the second best (it was only my
second) blowjob I'd ever had.

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Guys, if you liked this story please email me and let
me know, lakersandjaguars@yahoo.com. I have more to
write and let me know if you want me to do it. In real
life Brady quit that same weekend and I have only seen
him once since then, and all I have are the fantasies
of what I wished could have happened between me and him.
There are three more guys and more fantasies that I
want to share with you...please email me and let me
know. In your subject, please either list NIFTY or the
title of the story so I know not to delete it, thanks,
Matt.