JOB INTERVIEW SUCK-CESS Part 5 (of 5) By Peter D. Rodman pdrodman@gmail.com ______________________________
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.] ______________________________
Kent's in a meeting that can't be canceled, so Derek waits about a half hour in the solarium before entering his office again. He spends the time in a daze, working on coming back down to earth. Things are going better than he ever dreamed possible.
"Congratulations!" Kent tells him while warmly shaking hands as Derek enters his office. "You were my choice so I'm happy Dr. Landon feels the same way."
"He told me to call him Dick," Derek tells the man.
"That's amazing," Kent says. "You have to be in his inner circle to call him Dick, and few people get there. I've never known it to happen so fast before. You've made a big impression very quickly --- good work."
"I can hardly believe it," Derek says.
"It wouldn't have happened if you didn't deserve it." Kent pauses before moving on. "How was lunch?"
"Great," Derek answers.
"Did anything special happen?"
"Why do you ask? Did he say anything to you already?"
"No, no --- I just have this feeling it wasn't totally routine," Kent says. "Especially if you're already on a first name basis with him now."
"Well, as a matter of fact, I did do something that took him completely by surprise," Derek admits, grinning sheepishly.
"Go on . . ."
"Right before dessert I crawled under the table, unzipped his pants, and gave him another blow job."
"You're kidding!" Kent exclaims. "No way! I don't believe it!"
"Yes --- I really did it," Derek confesses.
"And he didn't ask you to?"
"Not at all," Derek answers and then adds, "And he had a really hard time trying to hide what was happening form ev'ryone else who was nearby --- he needs a lot of practice with that."
"And you're the perfect one to give it to him," Kent chuckles.
"I hope so," Derek agrees.
"You sly dog," Kent tells him. "You're gonna make some waves --- shake him out of his complacency."
"Well, in my mind I am working on some goals."
"Such as . . . "
"In his office I played with his nips with my hands, but I really wanna suck on `em. And I wanna remove my shirt and blow him bare-chested so flying, splattering cum that lands all over the place --- besides on my face and in my open mouth --- won't stain my clothes. And on a business trip in the middle of the night I want to tie him to the bed and edge him for at least an hour. And that glory hole we used today --- the floor by it needs to be tile instead of carpet --- so it'll be easier to lap and lick up any cum that spills or lands there. And as I just said, he needs to learn to have an orgasm near others without revealing anything and still be able to talk to someone else if necessary at the same time." Derek gives him an earful.
"Those are all very interesting, but except for maybe the floor thing I don't think any of them are gonna happen fast. You've got your work cut out for you. He can be stubborn and resistant," Kent says.
"But I'm dangling a big carrot," Derek counters.
"Which is . . ?"
"How much he loves being sucked off," Derek says.
"You'd better be careful there. Part of what you're being very well paid for is what you do on your knees. You're not in a position to withhold it or impose conditions. He's the boss after all," Kent cautions.
"It's all very tricky," Kent continues. "He won't use a woman cause then he'd feel like he's cheating on his wife and he doesn't want to do that. Yet he's also not totally comfortable with a man since he's worried about the gayness' factor --- he wants what you do kept minimal and done in only a certain way so it won't seem overly, openly, and overtly gay. Frankly I just can't see him opening his shirt for you to suck his nips or letting you take your own shirt off. If you can get him to eventually do things like that, more power to you. Actually hearing he let you play with his nips with your fingers is really surprising."
"I have some questions for you," Derek says next.
"Go ahead," Kent tells him.
"How long ago did he come up with this solution to his problem? --- getting it from his assistant, I mean."
"Five years ago."
"What happened before then?" Derek asks.
"I guess he spent a lot of time being highly frustrated," is all Kent can offer.
"How many assistants have there been before me?"
"Two. One lasted for three years, and the last one did it for two years."
"Why'd they leave?"
"It's an entry level job. No one plans on staying in it indefinitely. Dick and I both know and understand that. You won't be sucking him off forever either. Young men fresh with MBAs are ambitious and move on to other positions," Kent explains.
"No one had to leave for the secret getting out?" Derek asks.
"No," Kent tells him.
"I find it hard to believe this secret about his assistant can be totally kept without anyone ever knowing," Derek says. "And I think about a wise man saying sex in the workplace is a recipe for disaster."
Kent doesn't respond so Derek continues. "I can't believe that Miss Simpson doesn't know what goes on in there --- in his office --- when the doors are locked."
"Let me put it this way," Kent says back. "Whether his secretary knows or not is an unknown entity. Maybe she has suspicions --- I don't know. But she's smart enough to know better than to voice them if she does, or to say anything to anyone if she really knows."
Derek doesn't pursue this any farther. "I saw my new office is empty. When did the last guy leave?"
"Two weeks ago," Kent says.
"When do you want me to start?"
"When's your graduation?" Kent counters.
"May 12th."
"Well --- allowing time for celebrating with a vacation trip --- courtesy of the generous Dick Landon --- and then moving to Denver, we're figuring you can start June 1st. Of course, after getting two of your fabulous blow jobs today I'm sure he's wishing you could start tomorrow."
"June 1st sounds good," Derek says.
"Are you a free man?" Kent asks. "Truly free?"
"What do you mean?" Derek asks for clarification.
"No relationships in Philly --- no `significant other' --- nothing holding you there, tying you down, making it difficult to leave?"
"Free and clear," Derek tells him. "If I wasn't it wouldn't make sense for me to be here."
"The company'll pay for your move, of course. And ship your car --- you won't have to drive it," Kent explains.
"What I'm driving isn't worth it. I'll get rid of it and buy something new here."
"Sounds like a plan," Kent agrees. "And I'd suggest you rent an apartment when you first arrive. And then take your time finding a condo or something --- something right for you, anyway. With the salary you're getting, if you're not too extravagant it shouldn't take you long to save a bit for a down payment."
"Yeah," Derek says. "I've got student loans to repay as well."
"If you keep the boss extremely happy he might help out with that," Kent says. "He's generous to a fault if he's pleased with your work."
"I've seen that already," Derek admits, thinking about his salary increase and first bonus.
"And chances are you'll get lots of bonuses. He pays his assistant one for ev'ry business trip on the road."
"Something else I'm wondering," Derek says. "How's he get by at times like this when he's in limbo without an assistant to turn to for daily relief? What's he do when his assistant isn't available?" What Derek's really speculating about is whether Kent himself occasionally blows Dick if needed, serving as a substitute cocksucker.
"It's just like when he's on vacation with his family. Even the wealthiest man can't expect to always get his needs met no matter what. I guess it's harder and more frustrating when a guy's as driven and highly sexually charged as Dick is. Still, even though he considers it a last resort only slightly better than nothing, like any man there are simply times he has to jack himself off or suffer without release," Kent explains. He's decided not to reveal to Derek that he has indeed worked the boss over on his knees. He doesn't want Derek feeling he may not need to always (or at least as much as possible) be available to suck Dick off `cause someone else is around who can do it if need be. And while Kent freely admits Dick has a great cock, still, he doesn't feel like servicing it constantly --- that's Derek's job.
"I see," Derek calmly says.
"There's something else I may not have told you last week you need to know," Kent tells him next.
"What's that?"
"From time to time, Dick may call upon you to help keep an important client satisfied --- or assist in landing a new account --- by administering your expert and highly competent oral services to certain parts of another man's body. Usually via the glory hole you used earlier today. Would you be comfortable doing that? It's something else that normally earns you a bonus."
"Hey," Derek says. "I'm a team player --- no problem --- bring `em on." He even stops to suggestively lick his outer lips.
"Good," Kent responds. "And now I have a question for you. I'm burning with curiosity about something."
"OK," Derek says, "What?"
"Last week you sucked me off and did a fine job, earning your spot as a finalist. One week later you're here and you end up sucking me off again, at the glory hole. And I have to tell you, what you did today to my dick with your mouth was spectacular --- out of this world --- utterly phenomenal. The way you made it feel was simply astounding. I still can't get over it. So what gives? Were you holding back last week?"
"And risk not making it as a finalist?" Derek says. "Hardly."
"I thought as much. So what happened between last Tuesday and today? How do you explain it?"
"I got better," Derek slowly says.
"Come on --- don't give me that," Kent says.
"I practiced a lot," Derek tries this time.
"I'm not buying it," Kent says.
"I had --- have --- a good teacher," Derek offers next.
"Right," Ken says in a tone indicating he clearly doesn't believe that either.
"Well, we all have our secrets," Derek finally says back.
"And I sure as hell wish I knew some of yours. Actually I'm a pretty good dicksucker myself, but I could use a few pointers from you." Derek thinks again about what he's calling in his mind the curse of being an expert cocksucker --- you can't find anyone (male or female) out there to suck your own dick as well as you can do it to other men.
"So do you ever suck Dick off?" Derek bluntly asks, still hoping to know the story.
"We all have our secrets," he parrots back to Derek.
"I guess I deserve that answer," Derek admits.
"Derek, I'll lay it on the line with you. I'm an active, practicing gay man. And yes, Dick Landon knows --- it's no secret." Derek's struck to hear the word `gay' spoken this way since it's been on his mind a lot all week --- since he's been deciding he must be so himself and thinking of himself that way's still rather new and jolting. He's also a bit taken back to find his dick staring to get a little bit hard. What's going on with me? he considers --- am I attracted to this man?.
"Thanks for telling me," Derek says. And then he wonders to himself --- is he gonna make a pass at me? now?
"I have a special proposition for you," Kent says matter-of-factly. "It's obvious to me that you're a man like myself with strong needs. Have you considered how difficult it's gonna be to suck Dick off three or four times a day and have no outlet for yourself? Remember, he won't tolerate you stroking yourself while you're working him over. Somehow I don't think you're gonna be very happy just jerking yourself off in the bathroom," Kent tells him. "I know I sure wouldn't be."
Derek decides this is a moment when he should just continue listening and says nothing,
"We could help each other out --- with our mouths. You down on me and me down on you --- a definite win-win situation for both of us. And surely you can teach me a few of your tricks --- like what you did to conquer your gag reflex." Kent spells out his plan. Derek thinks to himself `if only you knew --- you wouldn't like it --- getting rid of my gag reflex was the worst ordeal of my life --- but now that it's gone, still totally worth it I guess --- it's made a tremendous difference in what I can do with a big, hard, long cock in my mouth'.
"Wouldn't Dick be pissed or something worse if he found out?" Derek asks.
"I already told him my little plan. He's OK with it as long as we don't overdo it."
Derek decides what he's going to do next --- he wishes now he hadn't jacked off earlier in the bathroom so there'd be more cum in his body waiting for release --- but it can't be helped. His dick continues to harden as --- not knowing whether or not there's a button that'll do it like there is in Dick's office --- he rises from his chair and steps over to the door to manually lock it. He turns around and looks Kent straight in the eyes and breaks into a knowing smile while his hands move to his pants. Kent's excited to hear a zipper sliding open. "Come over here and show me another reason I'm gonna be real happy I'm working at Landon Enterprises," he says. "It's nice to know I'm not the only man in this place spending time on his knees."
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