I had been managing the Cafeteria for only a short itme. it was a caferita in a corporate office tower in a down town location. I hated taht job and was looking forward to quitting till one day when a young gut came into apply for a vacancy for a short order cook.
He was about 5'8", maybe 140-155 lbs. He had short bleached blonde hair, maybe 20-21 yrs old. When he came in he was wearing a pair of casual pants and button up shirt, not very exciting to me but I figured it could get better. i hired him on the spot, thinking more with my _c_o_c_k_ then my brain.
For the first month or so it was great. he was hot when he would come ot work in tear aways or jeans. he often wore t-shirts that were quite tight and showed off his tight muscled torso. i enjoyed watching him work and he knew he was hot and went along with it well. He would often come to work and talk about his _s_e_x_ual exploits from the previous weekedn. it seemed he was screwing anew girl every Friday night, would ake up at her place Saturday morning spend the day _f_u_c_k_ing and finally leave Sunday afternoon.
Corey then starte dto come in late, or not show up. I talked to him about on numerous occasions and should have fired him. But once again I thougth with my _c_o_c_k_ instead of my brain.
Finally one day Ii realized he was pressing me because he realised I would let him. if I wanted to keep my job, I finally realized I had to do something.
It was a Friday, Corey came in about 10:30. He was supposed to be there at 7:30. i was alone during th ebreakfast rush and I was fuming. i told him he was fired and to go home. He was wearing a pair of white tear aways, tight grey T, and a floppy bucket hat. I was so depressed.
Corey left without a fight, but at 4:00, just as I was about to close up for the day he came back. He looked sad and guilty. he knew he _f_u_c_k_e dup and he was there to plead.
I tol dhim I wasn't interested in his sad stories and that he would have to leave. he again left.
When I was finally ready to leave the building baout 5:00, I took the elevator down, went outside had a smoke, and he came up again.
he said plese can't we talk, Come on over to my place it isn't far, we can talk. Seriously,, he said I really need the job and will do anything to get it back. Come on over have few beer, we can talk.
I looked at him and helooke dso pathetic, like a scared child. i couldn't help but answer yes. I guess my _c_o_c_k_ got in the way again.
I followed him to his place, it was a small batchelor, totally gross building, small, big mess. He moved a bunch of stuff from th ecouch and I sat down. he gave me a beer and I took a big slug. i had decided howI wanted to approach this but needed to get up the courage. We finished off another 4 beer an ddidn't speak of his work performance.
After the 4th, he got up to get me another I took it and when he was standing in front of me, I said, so now down to business. you wan't your job back. Come over here closer.
he stepped up so he was practically standing between my legs. I told him what do you think should be done.
He said he didn't know, but he woulddo whatever I wanted. he need ed the job.
I said nothing but reached up and in aquick swoosh, unsnappe dhis tearaways down to his knees. the pants fell down and he was left standing in his grey boxer briefs. he wore them well, they framed his _c_o_c_k_ and balls perfect. he said nothing but you could tell he was totally shocked. I think at that time he was expecting to get blow job, though, not an ass whipping.
I reache dup and quickly brought his boxer briefs down to his knees with the tearaways. He was very sad and still looked pathetic. I told him get over my lap. it was only then he realised he was in for a spanking, not a BJ. He didn't say anything but slowly did as he was told. his _c_o_c_k_ an dballs were resting against my leg as I raised my habd and started bringing it town hard on his perect ass.
It quickly turned crimson as he starte dto squirmwith every blow. he starte dto plead and whine. I told him he wouldnot be finished ofr along tim eso to shut up. he did.
I stopped spanking him and started rubbing his ass. He continued ot squirm, and I could feel that his _c_o_c_k_ had grown and was not pressing against my leg. As I rubbed his arse, he seemed to be opening his legs. I slowly worke dmy hand down until i found his perfect ight little button hole. i ticled it and he said "no, please", but as I continued his objection was quickly forgot. I told him to stand up.
He still had his underwear and pants at his ankles, and his tight t on. I tol dhim to bend over the table. he immediatley obeyed. I took off my thick black leather belt. I turned it in two and then laid it into his ass.
He trye dto satnd up and said he thought we were done with that.
I pushe dhim down and told him to shut up. I continue dto strapp him.. He got red stripes across his arse. it was a beautiful sight, tight white bubble butt, turned crimson and then striped.
After about 30, i reache dbetween his legs and grabbe dhis balls. the were huge, not really hairy. low hangers. His _c_o_c_k_ was still erect, he had pre-cum all over the edge of the table. I took some precum off his _c_o_c_k_ and began to finger his ass.
I urne dhi around, went otm my knees and took him inmy mouth. h equickly fille dmy craving outh with hot stud boy jiszm.
I got up bent him back over the table and quickly had my waiting hard _c_o_c_k_ out and in his ass. it was a beautiful sensation, he was so tight. As I pumped his ass and came ot orgasm, he shot another load all over the table.
I pulle dmy self out of Corey and pulle dmy oants up. Corey stoo dup and seemd very relieved. he thought we were through.
he was very wrong.
I took off his shirt and made him step out the pants na dboxer briefs.
I lead him to the bathroom, i put him in hot bath.
When he got out I dressed him in hot pair of Jeans and tight stretchy shirt. We wnet out ot have a few drinks and discuss the terms of his rturning to work.
To be continued****
suggestions apprecaited.