**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.
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.