I had worked for the company for almost a year when I was called into Mr. Andrews office at 4:55 just before I was getting ready to go home. I wondered what was going on, since anyone who was ever fired usually got it at that time. He was waiting for me and told me to sit down after I knocked and entered. I sat in the chair across from his desk and looked at him. He was about 40, a very handsome man, brown hair that was nicely styled, a killer body from working out regularly, and a bulge in his business suit that defied description. I also work out and at 28 was considered quite handsome by the men I'd slept with. His voice broke the trance of the fantasy I was having about him - with me kneeling between his legs.
"Brian," he said, "your work is getting quite sloppy. You're no longer an asset to the company and I'm going to let you go."
I was shocked. This was the first I'd ever heard about anything remotely negative about my work. "Please Mr. Andrews," I pleaded, "Please don't fire me. I can make it better - please give me a second chance."
He looked me over and said, "Stand up Brian."
"Yes sir."
"Your work needs attention. You have very little discipline."
"Please sir, I can change. Please sir, I'll do anything to make it right," I was almost crying.
He sat back in his chair for a moment and then stood up. He walked over to his door and opened it and looked out into the office. Everyone had left. Then he closed the door and locked it, then walked back to his desk and stood beside it and said, "Ok Brian, I'll give you a second chance, but you will require some strict discipline - understand?"
"Yes SIR! Thank you sir!"
"Brian, have you ever been punished for _f_u_c_k_ing up?"
"Punished sir?"
"Yes, punished," he said.
"Sir, do you mean spanked," I answered?
"Yes Brian, spanked."
"No sir, not since I was in high school."
"Brian, if you want my lenience, you will be spanked for _f_u_c_k_ing up. Maybe that will teach you to be more attentive to your work. It's your choice though - a spanking or getting fired. Which will it be?"
I thought about it. The thought of him spanking me had my _c_o_c_k_ rock hard and I was hoping that he wouldn't see it through my suit slacks as I stood there. "Sir, I will obey the punishment you set forth."
He smiled as he gazed at the prominent bulge in my slacks and said, "Very well then, strip to your tee, shorts, and socks."
"Yes sir!"
My heart was racing and I could feel my boxers getting dampened with precum as I removed my suit jacket and hung it on the back of the chair where I was sitting previously. Then I loosened my tie and placed it over my jacket. I started unbuttoning my white shirt and then pulled the tails out of my pants and shrugged it off my broad shoulders. Mr. Andrews was eyeing my tight, well defined body through my ribbed white cotton athletic tee as I laid my shirt over my jacket and tie. Then I reached for my thin black leather belt and undid it. He said, "I'll take that please."
I handed him my belt after pulling from the loops of my slacks. I unzipped my slacks and unbuttoned them and let them drop around my ankles. After stepping out of them and hanging them on the chair and standing erect, I watched Mr. Andrews eye the prominent bulge in my white Calvin Klein boxer-briefs.
"OK Brian," he said, "Now put your hands on each corner of the end of my desk and bend way forward and spread your legs as wide as you possibly can....understand?"
"Yes sir."
I assumed the position with my ass completely vulnerable, spread open, and exposed except for the thin cotton fabric of my tight boxer briefs. Without any warning whatsoever, I heard the swoosh of the belt and felt it's contact with my asscheeks. IT STUNG!
I winced as it flew through the air again and whipped across my buttocks....and again, and again, and again....to the total of twenty. My legs were weak and shaking and my asscheeks were on fire....so was my hard _c_o_c_k_. Then he spoke, "That was 20 for _f_u_c_k_ing up. Now I'm going to give you 20 more with my bare hands for good measure. Understand?"
"Yes sir," I mumbled.
"Strip naked," he ordered.
"Sir?"
"Strip or be fired!"
"Yes sir!"
I stood up and walked over to the chair. My _c_o_c_k_ was pressing against my boxer-briefs and pulling the elastic of the waistband from my body as I yanked off my socks and laid them on the chair. Then I skinned out of my tee and added it to the pile. As Mr. Andrews watched, I could see the bulge in his slacks as I slowly eased my tight white, precum soggy boxer-briefs down over my hard _c_o_c_k_ and then down my legs. Mr. Andrews' mouth opened a bit when he saw my 7 and ½ _c_o_c_k_ pointing up from its nest of trimmed pubic hair and shaved base and balls....especially when he saw my _c_o_c_k_ring up against the smooth, shaved skin. He sat down in the chair and motioned me over to him. I stood facing him with my _c_o_c_k_ throbbing and oozing clear drops of precum right in front of his face. "Get across my lap," he ordered.
I tiled myself over his lap and he spread my legs. My hard _c_o_c_k_ was pushed up against his muscular thighs and I could feel the hardness of his _c_o_c_k_ against my side. He started the spanking. Twenty hard, well placed swats were in order....and that's what I received. On the last five swacks with his hand, they landed directly on both cheeks over my sensitive asshole. That's what sent me over the edge. I erupted with one of the most intense orgasms of my entire life all over his legs and the carpeted floor. He was not happy about that and made me kneel and licks his pants and the floor clean. I then knelt between his legs, grew bold and said, "Mr. Andrews sir - may I relieve your tension?"
He just smiled and stood and unzipped his slacks. I undid his belt and unbuttoned them and let them fall around his ankles. His _c_o_c_k_ looked huge trapped inside his red nylon hip briefs. I pulled them down and his 8 and ½ inch _c_o_c_k_ sprang up in front of my eager lips.
I immediately engulfed his hard _c_o_c_k_ and gave him one of the best blow jobs of his life. I started trembling slightly and his balls were swelling upward so I sucked even harder and with more intent. Soon he let out a soft groan and sent the most copious amount of cum into my mouth and down my throat that I've ever swallowed. Every drop was like honey. I've never tasted better manjuice before.
As his _c_o_c_k_ began to soften a bit he pulled away and pulled up his nylon briefs and pants and fastened everything in place. He looked down at me and said, "Brian, you can get dressed now but, you'll probably need a repeat of this punishment for good measure - understand?"
"Yes sir."
I was on my feet pulling on my soggy boxer-briefs and socks, tee, shirt, slacks, and tie and suit coat when he said, " I think, since it's Friday, you should be over at my house by 8pm tonight to continue our session don't you?"
I smiled at him and said, "Yes SIR! ANYTHING you SAY SIR!"
"Good. Be there promptly at 8. Here's the address..... And oh, by the way, dress in a white tee, white briefs, white socks, white running shoes, and jeans understand?"
"Yes sir, I do sir. Thank you sir. I won't disappoint you SIR!"
With my ass still tingling from the beating, I left his office, cleaned my desk off and left for home. When I got there I found a message on my phone machine from Mr. Andrews. He said, "By the way Brian, I almost forgot to tell you one last thing....I want you shaved hairless from the neck on down prior to your arrival....understand?"
When I heard that, my _c_o_c_k_ was hard as a rock again. Since I am naturally hairless except for my crotch, underarms, and legs, I jumped into the shower with my razor and soon I was hairless from the neck on down to my toes....just like he wanted.
I got out, dried off, _d_a_m_n_ near came when I saw my bald crotch and hard _c_o_c_k_ for the first time....my _c_o_c_k_ looked huge without all the hair. I pulled on a tight pair of white cotton CK's, a tight white crew necked tee, white socks, shoes, and the tightest, hottest looking pair of faded 501s I owned. I gave myself plenty of time to arrive in the fashionable section of town too....for I knew I'd be bare assed and spanked if I arrived late.
I arrived and rang the bell promptly at 8pm. Mr. Andrews answered the door wearing skin tight black 501's, a black crew necked tee, black leather belt, and black boots. "Come in Brian."
I walked into the foyer of the fashionable house and while standing in the hall he said, "Please undo your jeans and show me that you shaved as you were instructed."
"Yes sir."
I nervously fumbled with my 501's and soon had the flap laid to the side and I pushed the waistband of my briefs down to show him my hard _c_o_c_k_ and heavy balls and shaved crotch. "Very good Brian. Please close your trousers back up and follow me downstairs."
"Yes sir."
I followed him as I stuffed my hard _c_o_c_k_ back inside my jeans and fastened them. We walked down into the nicely appointed basement. He stopped at a door and unlocked it and we went inside. My eyes nearly popped out of my head when I saw his playroom and equipment. He pushed me into the middle of the room and tied my wrist together and them pulled them above my head and tied them to the hook on the beam of the ceiling. Then he put a spaced between my ankles and fastened it securely so my legs were held fairly wide apart. I was wondering what he was going to do to me since I was still fully dressed and sporting a huge, hard bulge in my jeans. It took little tim to find out when he reached for the collar of my white crew necked tee and literally ripped it off my body. Then he took a large bladed Buck knife and slipped it inside the waistband of my jeans being careful not to snag my briefs. With a few swift rips of the knife, my jeans were in shreds and I was standing in my shoes, socks, and briefs only with my hard _c_o_c_k_ pressing against the cotton and making it wet.
He started removing his belt and eying my firm, smooth body. He stepped behind me and I heard the swift swish of the thick belt and then almost collapsed when it came in contact with my defenseless asscheeks encased only in my briefs. Four more swift whacks were delivered before he stopped long enough to rip the underpants off my body. Now I was naked except for my shoes and my hard _c_o_c_k_ was throbbing and oozing long clear ropes of precum onto the floor.