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Getting any sleep that night was out of the question and I knew it before my head met the pillow. I was on edge with both excitement and nervousness coursing through my body. I was set to start my new job in the morning with Walker, Williams, and Whitman Advertising.
The firm was a bit larger and more corporate than I was used to but the potential for growth was astronomical.
Somewhere around 2:30 my body had finally had enough and I drifted off into a deep sleep. As with most nights over the last couple of weeks, I was startled awake a few times during the night by my nightmares of being robbed.
I knew this would be a process of coming to terms with the fact that my being robbed was not something that defined me or took away completely my sense of security. All in all, it was a fluke, it could have been anyone who was robbed that night, but it wasn't. It was me. Of Course, now I could use the insurance from my new job to help me get some therapy, which might just speed up the recovery process.
I woke up early the next morning and had plenty of time for several cups of coffee and a banana nut bread muffin for breakfast. As unhealthy as it was, it did really hit the spot and helped to calm my nerves.
I arrived at the office promptly at 7:50 am, exactly ten minutes before my shift started. My grandfather always told me that if you arrive on time, then you're already ten minutes late. I have always lived by that policy and try my hardest to never be late for anything.
My first day at the office went pretty smoothly. For most of the day, I watched videos about how the company was started and filled out form after form of new employee paperwork.
Around 1:00 pm, I was able to meet and speak with the founders of the company.
Mr. Walker came from a poor upbringing and was the first person in his family to attend college and obtain a college degree. Mr. Walker graduated from the University of Chicago in 1991 with a degree in Finance and Marketing.
Ms. Williams, who is actually married to Mr. Walker now but still goes by her maiden name for business purposes, was raised in California and went to the University of California Berkeley and has a degree in Marketing as well. Ms. Williams received her degree in 1990 and comes from a fairly wealthy family. Ms. Williams touted she was raised by hippies with rich blood.
Mr. Whitman, who is the oldest of the owners of the firm, did not really say much about his family life but spoke more about the need for honesty and integrity in the workplace. Mr. Whitman received his education from the University of Oklahoma in business management. Mr. Whitman was in the United States Army and served in Desert Storm in the early nineties and went to college after leaving the army.
All three were very inspirational in the conversations I had with them. None but Mr. Whitman asked about the sexual misconduct allegations from my previous job. I explained that the incident did not happen and the woman was using it to get back to me for not taking her up on her proposition.
Mr. Whitman seemed to like my explanation for the incident and nothing more was said.
After my introductions to the owners, I was introduced to the new team that I would be working with.
All in all the day went pretty well and the best part was that the day ended promptly at 5:00 pm. I was lucky to be home by 7:00 at my other job. There were always unrealistic deadlines and races to the finish of every day.
I commented on the way everything seemed to stop at 5:00 pm and my co-worker Donald stated "Walker, Williams and Whitman are really big on family time."
After my drive across town, it was nearing 6:00 pm when I got back to my apartment. I spent most of my drive home on the phone with Gerald.
I invited Gerald to come over to my apartment and he declined, citing he needed to get some things done around his place. I just continued home and made myself a sandwich from things in my fridge.
Now that I had given in to my sexual urges I craved Gerald's touch on my body again. I wanted to know what it would be like to provide him with the same pleasure he gave me. A small part of me was afraid that I wouldn't be good at it.
After eating my dinner I grabbed my computer and checked my personal email and paid a few bills with what little money I still had in the bank. I kept finding my thoughts drifting to Gerald and how hot his lips and tongue felt on my body the other night. I started slowly groping myself and decided to get changed into something more comfortable.
I walked over to my dresser and pulled out an old Nike short and a pair of old gym shorts. I laid them on the bed while I removed my trousers, then my shirt and my undershirt. I looked at myself in the mirror on my dresser and for once I thought I looked good in my underwear. My body was not as muscular as some guys but my lean body showed off my natural six-pack and my legs were nice and toned as well.
I have to admit that seeing myself in my boxer briefs and just my dress socks was sort of a turn-on as well.
I ran my hand down inside of my underwear and touched my cock and it was at full mast. I guess I have a nice dick as seven and a half inches circumcised. It was not extremely thick or I don't think so anyway. Probably a bit thinner than a prescription pill bottle.
I slowly lifted my dick out of my boxers and began to stroke my cock while standing. This lasted only about a minute before I decided to have a seat. Instead of lying on the bed I moved back over to the couch, lowered my underwear to my ankles, and then kicked them off and took a seat. I opted to keep my socks on.
I put my feet up on the coffee table and started slowly stroking my dick. It felt amazing but I decided I should turn on some porn to give me some ideas of things to try with Gerald the next time I had the opportunity.
I searched around on the internet for a few minutes before landing on a video with a white guy and a black guy fooling around. The black guy was in his thirties and sported a long and extremely fat cock. The white guy didn't look a day over eighteen and a fat dick as well. The white guy was a bit shorter than the black guy but both had very impressive equipment.
The video started with the white guy holding a pizza and knocking on a door. As cheesy as it sounds the black gentleman came to the door in just a towel and as he reached out to hand over his payment and grab the pizza his towel fell to the ground.
To add to the dorky theme of the video the white guy's mouth fell open and the black guy smiled and pulled the other inside the home.
The next few minutes consisted of the white guy's clothing being torn from his body and tossed to the side. Next, the black guy grabbed the other dude's head and pushed him to his knees and forced his dick down his throat and face fucked him for a good ten minutes.
One would think any gay man would find this to be hot. My one thought was how is this skinny little white guy able to take this big black hairy dick this far down his throat. Remember I am new to this sex stuff.
After the black guy was done getting his knob slobbered all over he pulled the white boy to his feet and forced him to bed over the couch. I never saw them apply any lubricant, nor did I see the black man put a condom on. He just shoved all of his thick black meat up this poor white boy's ass in one hard push. He slammed the boy so hard it made my virgin asshole hurt.
He pounded and pounded this little guy for about 5 minutes before he yanked his cock out of his ass. Tore of a condom, you know the one he never put on, and then he shot five or six huge ropes of cum on this poor pizza delivery driver's back.
To make matters worse the man never said a word after he finished with the younger boy. He slapped the residual cum from his dick onto the boy's back then grabbed his towel and walked back into the bathroom.
The scene ended with the pizza guy getting dressed and leaving the home.
When the video ended up I sped up my stroking and thought about Gerald for another minute before I splattered my stomach with my own semen.
So I have to say the video was not terrible, but something tells me that happening in real life is slim to none. I mean who orders a pizza and then takes a shower as they know the delivery is coming soon.
As well as the fact there had to be a cutscene where the white kid pulled his asshole back together after that big black monster tearing it up.
I soon found myself in the shower washing my own mess off of my body. As I was getting out of the shower my doorbell rang.
At First, I thought it might be Gerald, but then I was like what would he be doing knocking on my door without calling first.
I peeped through the hole in the door to see who it was. Believe it or not, it was a guy holding a pizza. I opened the door and as it turns out he had the wrong apartment. I couldn't keep myself from laughing as I was informing him he was on the wrong floor.
I am sure the guy thought I must have been a lunatic laughing the way I was, but it was pretty funny.
To top it off he was a fairly cute white kid who looked about eighteen or so.
After closing the door I laughed for a few minutes before my phone started ringing. It was Gerald and he was asking how my day went with my new job.
I told him all about my day and about the co-workers I had met and about the firm being family-centered.
Then I told him about the porno and then the pizza guy knocking on my door. We laughed and talked for a good hour before we decided we both needed to get some rest.
Before hanging up the phone we set up a date for that Friday night. Gerald said he had come across some tickets to a comedy club downtown and thought it sounded fun. Gerald told me his clients were all the time giving him tickets like that for a tip on a job well done.
The rest of the week was fairly uneventful. I spent my time at work getting acquainted with the business and my co-workers.
On Friday Gerald picked me up at 6:00 pm and we had dinner at a Chinese buffet before heading over to the Giggle Box. That is the name of the comedy club we were going to. It's a fairly juvenile club name, but the place was everything but juvenile.
The first comedian used the F word more times in his thirty-minute set than I have in the past year.
The second comedian had a thing for picking on fat people and Asians. I guess it was acceptable because he was a heavy-set Asian gentleman. It's crazy how a fat Asian guy can make fun of fat Asian guys, but anyone else does that and it all of the sudden becomes offensive.
The headliner was a guy from East Texas, Rodney or something. He was pretty funny and he didn't pull the stops on anything. Everyone and everything was fair game for this guy and his jokes. He even sang several songs that he apparently wrote himself. One of them was a letter to his penis. I don't think I have ever laughed that hard in my life.
The show ended around 10:00 and Gerald and I decided to have a few more drinks before heading home.
I was a little nervous about having too much to drink since the last time I was intoxicated I was also robbed and had the shit beat out of me. Being with Gerald made me feel safer about the situation.
Gerald and I arrived back at my house around midnight and I invited him in for a minute. At first, he tried to decline my invitation but I was pretty insistent he come in and make sure I made it to my apartment and into my bed before leaving.
Gerald was such a gentleman, he never once made a move on me and even attempted to act like he didn't notice the number of times I had all but thrown myself at him. Of Course, I had way too much to drink and my liquid courage was not in the business of taking no for an answer.
After about the third advance I made on Gerald, I asked him "Is there something wrong?"
Gerald told me there was nothing wrong and then told me he didn't want to take advantage of me in my diminished state. I informed him that I had been thinking about him all week and even without the drinks I wanted to continue to explore my sexuality with him.
The craziest part was I got him to agree to stay the night and we took off our clothes and laid in bed naked and talked for a little while and by 1:00 am I was fast asleep.
I woke up Saturday morning cuddled up in Gerald's arms with a raging hardon and his hardon poking me in the back.
I got up from the bed and did my best to not wake him up. I brushed my teeth to get the shit taste out of my mouth from a night of drinking and then returned to bed. I lay next to him just watching him sleep for a few minutes before I reached over and wrapped my hand around his cock.
I had never held another man's dick before and I was amazed at how warm it felt. I was also dumbfounded at how hard he was. It was like holding on to a steel bar only with veins running across the top. Gerald had this fat vein that ran along the top of his cock from the base and stopped just short of the mushroom head.
Gerald was a true man's man. He didn't shave or even trim his pubes. He had an extremely thick bush on the top and the sides of his dick as well as hair all over his large full testicles. Gerald's balls were almost twice the size of mine and I couldn't stop thinking about how full of sperm they must be.
I also found myself enthralled looking at the rest of Gerald's body. Gerald was fit and muscular and pretty hairy. He even had hair on his ass cheeks. Somehow I didn't find his hairy body gross either. I found it intoxicating. I pushed my nose into the hair on his chest and took a big whiff of his manly scent. It was a bit musky and smelled faintly of sweat but also of cinnamon and something else I couldn't quite put my finger on.
While I was admiring Gerald's body his eyes opened and he rolled over on his back. I began to softly run my fingers up and down his cock which elicited a few soft moans from Gerald before he grabbed my hand and looked into my eyes. He stated, "don't do anything you don't want to."
I smiled at Gerald as I grabbed his cock and attempted to put my entire hand around it. There was still a good half an inch where my fingers did not quite touch. I began to slowly stroke him as he continued to moan.
I looked directly into Gerald's eyes again and said "I want to taste you." I began kissing his chest and slowly working my way to his navel. I tasted sweat as I stuck my tongue in his belly button and surprisingly it was a huge turn-on. Apparently, Gerald liked it as well because his moans got louder and louder. I continued to move down his body and pushed my nose into his massive bush of pubic hair and inhaled as deep as I could.
There was the faint smell of piss and sweat in his pubes. I touched my tongue to the end of his dick and lapped at his piss slit for a few moments before sticking my lips around the head of his massive dick. I felt like my lips were being stretched beyond their capacity, but I didn't dare stop. Over the next few minutes, I continued to slide his cock into my mouth inch by inch. I tried once to bury my nose in his pubes but almost immediately hit my gag reflex and pulled back.
Gerald giggled slightly and said, "take it easy, we have all the time in the world for that." I continued to settle for just the last four inches of his eight-inch dick. His cock tasted so good, there was nothing I could think to compare the taste to.
Once I accidentally scraped my teeth on his cock and he moaned loudly. I guess Gerald likes a light scrape of teeth. I did make a mental note not to scrape too much. I am sure a little is fun, but everyone has their limits.
Gerald placed his hand in my hair and grabbed a handful and started guiding me up and down on his large dick. It was a huge turn-on for me to allow him to take control of my body and especially my face.
Gerald pulled me back to face level with him and softly asked if he could taste my ass. I didn't really know that eating ass was a thing. I had heard of a rim job, but I thought it was just something to gross others out, not actually perform.
Before I even had the chance to answer Gerald he tossed me to the side and I landed face down on the bed next to him. He jumped up in one quick motion and buried his face in my ass cheeks. The pleasure of his tongue lapping at my tender hole was very intense. I never wanted him to stop. Gerald continued to eat my ass for more than ten minutes and at one point had almost his whole tongue buried in my hole before he pulled back and spit on my pucker and started massaging it in with his finger.
The next thing I felt was an intrusion of his finger into my ass. I would love to say it felt amazing but it really didn't. It hurt really bad at first, but as he continued to push further and further into me my ass began to relax a little.
Just at that point, I was beginning to get used to the one-finger Gerald pulled out and slowly worked both this index and middle finger into me at the same time. The initial intrusion of two fingers hurt but this time he went deeper and he hit something inside of me.
When Gerald touched my prostate my body convulsed and I almost jumped off of the bed in pure pleasure. At this point, there was a puddle under me on the sheets where my pre-cum had been leaking out of my cock.
Gerald pulled back and flipped me over on my back and took my entire dick into his mouth in one swift motion and began sucking me with reckless abandon. After having my ass eat out and getting to suck on his cock and then getting finger fucked, my body was on fire and it only took me about a minute to blow my load into Gerald's waiting mouth.
Gerald swallowed every ounce of my jizz and then lay there with his head on my hip for the next few minutes. I wanted so badly to return the favor but Gerald would not let me. Gerald wanted everything to be about my orgasm and that was that.
After resting for a few minutes we took a shower together and rinsed each other's bodies of the remnants of my juices and Gerald's slobber.
After that Gerald announced he needed to get home and take care of some business and just like that without tasting his seed he was gone again.
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