A Salesmen, His Bottoming Services, & His New Boss

I’ve been hornier than normal lately but with the start of a new job, I had no time to concentrate on getting a boyfriend or checking my Grindr for new potential mates. My sole goal was to find new clients for the new marketing firm I started at just about a week and a half ago now. I was really hoping to impress my new boss with a big fish client by now but I’ve had no such luck and the stress was getting to me. And as if I need to state the obvious, stress doesn’t make being horny any easier.

The new client lead I was following up on this morning was for a college basketball camp where basically colleges would send their best athletes to this summer camp for a few weeks where they can learn from instructors and compete against athletes of their same caliber. Anyway, I went to visit them and their marketing director, named Stacey. She turned out to be really nice and gave me a tour of their whole camp while asking me questions about what our marketing firm could help them with.

On our trip around the camp, there were dozens of college guys walking around the dirt paths outside between buildings. And the best part was, they were all shirtless. Imagine your own personal version of heaven where all the guys are shirtless and all sweaty from it being a very hot day out. As a matter of fact, I was tempted to take off my dress polo shirt if it wouldn’t have been considered so unprofessional. But on we went through the whole camp and I tried my very best to keep my 27-year-old mind on the task of landing the client and not the dozens of hot guys walking around.

The meeting lasted most of the day and eventually I just had to use the men’s room out of necessity. Stacey and I were still on our tour of the facility and thus, a locker room she pointed me in the direction of served just fine. I walked in and saw about ten athletes drying off from having got an afternoon, post-game shower. Most of them had towels around their waists covering up the better parts of men their age. Others were drying their hair with their long and shaved cocks hanging down, dripping shower water. I paid no mind, went to the urinal, did my business and walked to the sink. I washed my hands for a long minute, checked my hair but really spent most of that moment at the sink looking in the mirror at the guys behind me, all putting their jockstraps on and talking about dinner that night in the cafeteria.

I went back out, met up with Stacey and continued our chat. We eventually ended our chat back at the main office of the campground. She was interested in our marketing services but really didn’t think they had the kind of budget to hire such a big firm like ours. I politely gave her my card and told her I would speak with our accountants to see if we could offer her a first-year discount. Then I promptly left to go back to our office.

I made it back to the office before we normally closed for the night. I wanted to write memos to my manager and the accounting department to see if there was anything we could do. I really needed this sale to work, otherwise I knew my job was on the line as a marketing salesman. Most times with clients who tell you they can’t afford you, even when a discount is offered, they still don’t hire you, afraid of what next year’s price will be without the discount. But I knew I needed to show my boss that I was trying hard so even if this sale didn’t work out, he knew I was trying and this was my ticket to do just that.

When I finally finished writing the memo, it was well after five in the afternoon and most of the office had cleared out. But after finishing up the paperwork, I realized that I would likely need to go back to the camp again to explain the discount to Stacey in person. After all, it’s harder to say no to a salesman if you go in person. So, I wanted to do some extra research on the camp before going home. I was getting ready for what was likely going to be one of the most important sales meetings I’ve had in a while and I needed to know a lot about sports pretty fast since before this, I studied marketing and didn’t really watch many sports.

After about two to three hours of extra research and studying up for my secondary meeting, I finally decided it was time to go home. I got up from my cubical and realized no one was left in the office besides me, at least none I could see from my desk. And because I had a 45-minute drive back to my apartment from our office, I wanted to really quickly use the men’s room before going out to my car.

I went into one of the cubicles of toilets and sat down. I was about ready to pull my hair out from how stressed this job was making me already. I knew in a few weeks, things would normalize and it would get easier but if I didn’t make a sale soon, I wouldn’t see the next few weeks where it would normalize.

I started to think about the summer camp again and thought about my chat with Stacey to maybe think of something she said which I could pick up on and guarantee us the sale but no matter how hard I tried, my mind kept going back to seeing all the hot guys walking around all sweaty and shirtless…All the guys in the locker room with their cocks just hanging out. And I started thinking about how amazing it would’ve been to kneel down in front of them and have them circle me and one by one, they would all let me blow them and cum all over my face. It’s the stuff we think about in our dreams but doesn’t actually happen in real life outside of the pornos we watch.

I knew if it weren’t for this being a new job and if it weren’t for the pressure to make my first sale, I would’ve taken at least one of those guys into the shower and blown them. I mean, what’s the harm in making the offer to the group and seeing how many of them were willing to be late to dinner if they wanted to get off by someone as experienced in blowjobs as I am? If this was my old job at the firm I used to work for, I could’ve easily afforded to lose a client but maybe I’ve given too many blowjobs on my old sales calls and maybe that’s why I was let go from having low sales numbers. I guess to me, my payments can be made in cum shots into my mouth or my ass but my employers don’t really have the same mentality, which is a shame to say the least.

I just couldn’t shake the thoughts of those athletes letting their jockstraps fall to the ground and eating each of their cum shots one by one. But after a moment of being in a bathroom stall all by myself, in a building all by myself, I started to get hard downstairs. I haven’t even jerked off in about three weeks. I was either busy trying to find a new job or too busy trying to make my first sale at this one to have even five minutes to myself in the shower. And with all the stress I was under, I realized I was alone and decided to release some stress before going home.

Quickly, I folded up some toilet paper roll into a square and leaned back onto the back of the toilet behind me. I started imagining the taste of the athlete’s sweaty cocks on my tongue and their warm cum being shot onto different parts of my face. I went into a pure bliss of a day-dream imagining one of them wiping up all the cum at the end with his still-hard cock and scraping it into my mouth so I could drink it all. My cock grew harder and harder as I began to stroke it faster and faster.

Clang, the wooden door to the men’s room burst open and in walked someone. Whoever he was went into the stall next to mine and I heard the metal of the stall door lock closing. He then struck up a conversation with me between the stall wall.

“Alex, is that you?”

“Yeah, which one are you again? Sorry, I’m new and I’m still learning people’s voices.”

“Henry…I thought you would’ve remembered your boss’s voice by now.” He said as he unzipped his pants and began taking a piss into the toilet. “Anyway, how did that sales call go for you today at the camp?”

“Good. I sent you a memo about it and maybe tomorrow morning we can take a look at the numbers to see if we can lock in their business.” I told him through the wall as I felt my cock slowly grow flaccid again. “Ugh!” I thought to myself. I finally had a moment to jerk off and release some stress and now I just get more stress in return…and I didn’t even cum yet.

“Well, you know Alex, we’re not going to fire you if you don’t make the sale. I hope you know that.”

“I know but I want to prove my worth here and eventually I need to make a sale, otherwise I won’t be here forever.”

“Why don’t you come back to my office when you’re done there and we can talk? I think you’re going to like my offer but try to make it quick in there.”

“Okay boss. I’ll be right there.”

I quickly took a piss just to make it sound like I was in there for another reason and put my pants back on before washing my hands and heading towards his office. I knocked on his door, walked in and shut the door behind me even though there was no one else in the office anyway. I thought I was alone but apparently the boss stays later than everyone.

“Alex, do you know why I sent you on that sales call?” He asked as I sat down at the chair in front of his desk.

“No. I mean I thought maybe it was just a lottery system of a new client goes to the next salesman on the list.”

“Well, that’s how it works for other salesmen but before you were hired here, I called your last employer and found out why you were let go. I know you used to get distracted on sales calls and entertain yourself with hot clients. I know most of your old clients at your old firm were gay nightclubs and gyms. I also know during your interview, I wanted to see if the rumors were true and so, it wasn’t hard to look you up on my phone when Grindr goes by location and you were sitting three feet away from me.”

“I’m not sure I understand what it is you’re trying to say Mr. Davidson.”

“I don’t care how many clients you have, Alex. We have enough sales staff that keep our doors open year-round. Their clients pay for us to have this big office and my vacations every year. But other salesmen like you don’t have to pay for their own salary…well, actually, you’re the only one I’m making this exception for. I want you to enjoy your time here. That’s why I sent you to a college athlete camp. Do you really think they’re big enough of a client to hire our firm?”

“Well, honestly sir, no but I thought maybe they were trying to grow and we can help them with that. That’s why I wanted to give them a first-year discount which is in the memo I sent you.”

“And we can do that discount for them but I’ve seen pictures on their social media. I know how their athletes walk around shirtless and I wouldn’t have minded if you…indulged yourself a little while you were there. After all, I’m not like your old boss. I know how you like to use that mouth of yours to get business and I want you to be happy working here.”

“So, how will I get sales leads then if I’m not on the lottery system everyone else is on?”

“Let’s put it this way, when a client like a gym, a gay nightclub or some camp like the one you went to today contacts us, I see the client info long before it goes into the lottery system. And you can be sure, I’ll send those clients your way. And if you can’t find a way to work your magic on them, you can always come back to the office and stay late.”

“I appreciate the offer and if I don’t make the sale, you can rest assured that I’ll work extra late to find us new clients – if not for me to land, for other salesmen to contact and make the sale.”

“That’s not exactly what I had in mind Alex. I don’t think you understand my offer. If you get business, great but if you go on a sales call and don’t end your day at the meeting with using your mouth or your ass to personally get paid in other ways for being there, you can come back here and prove your worth to me personally. Like that meeting today, I heard you met with some girl named Stacey but I’m sure you saw lots of guys walking around.”

“Yes, I did sir.”

“And I’m sure if you were there all day, you could share with them some general marketing advice which can help them because you know they aren’t big enough to actually hire us. But if you offer them advice and you get paid in other ways while being there, I can’t stop you. And like I said, if you come back to the office empty or still hungry, my door is always open if you want to get something to eat or need something to fill you up.”

“I think I’m understanding you now Mr. Davidson, thank you.”

“Alex, we’re about the same age and I’m only like a year older than you so please, call me Henry…now go home and have a good night boy and don’t worry about your job here.”

“Will do sir but give me a moment please.”

“What’s wrong Alex?”

“I can’t quite get up at the moment. After our talk, I sort of have a skyscraper downstairs.”

“No one else is here…and sounds like you didn’t get any payment at the client meeting today so why don’t you pull it out and we take care of it for you?”

“Okay” I said happily because my new boss was absolutely gorgeous and I couldn’t believe how hot this scenario was. I unbuttoned my kakis and pulled them down slightly in my chair. I then reached into my boxers and pulled my 7-inch cock out for Henry to see.

Henry stood up and ordered me to come to the other side of the desk where he was, on the boss’s side of the office. So, I stood up and waddled my way around the desk to his chair. I sat down on his leather chair and began stroking as he closed the blinds to the windows of his office. He turned back towards me, “Did I tell you to sit in my seat Alex?”

“No, I’m sorry sir.”

“Stand up.” He ordered as he stood in front of me and pulled my boxers to the ground and took off my company shirt. “Now sit down and relax”.

I sat down, sprawled my legs out in front of me, and continued jerking my cock. I noticed he had a naked picture of a twink porn star which I loved watching as well printed out and in a picture frame on his desk. It seems we were both single and both liked the same type of guy. Henry knelt down in front of me and gently pushed my hand away from my cock as he wrapped his lips around my tip and started forcing my cock deeper and deeper into his mouth.

It had been years since I’ve received a blowjob and I’ve forgotten how good they can be, especially with someone as talented as Henry was. I’ve given hundreds of blowjobs these past few years but it had been some time since a boyfriend of mine was willing to return the gesture and plus, I enjoyed giving more than receiving anyway. But I wasn’t about to question my new boss on his job performance.

The more he stroked my cock with his lips, the more powerless I felt to him in this new arrangement of ours. But the closer I grew to my explosion, the less I cared and the more I pushed on the back of his head to hear him gag a little louder. Eventually, my cock was way too excited to stop the eruption and as my new boss thrust onto my cock once more, I shot bullets of hot and juicy cum into the back of his throat.

He slowly pulled off of my cock head with a spider-web-like drop of cum connecting his lips to my cock for a few inches until it broke apart.

“Fuck, I love this new job and you’re very talented. I can see why you’re the boss.” I said to him as he stood up.

“I’m glad you like the job, Alex but it’s not time to go home yet.”

“Mmmm, I see what you mean. I’m pretty hungry too boss.”

“Top drawer, Alex.”

I opened up the drawer and all I saw was a bottle of lube sitting there. I picked it up and it felt slippery like it had been used many times before but with a picture of our favorite porn star on his desk, I wouldn’t blame him for jerking off all day long. “What’s this for?” I asked even though I knew the answer. I knew full well he didn’t want my mouth, he wanted to train his new employee in another way entirely.

“Get your ass up Alex.” He ordered and I did as he asked. He forced my body against the end of his desk and bent my body over it so my ass was out over the edge.

Henry came around the side of the desk towards my face, opened the zipper of his pants and pulled out his 8-and-a-half-inch cock. Before I had time to truly admire it as it poked out of his dress pants, he forced it into my mouth and made me suck it as he fucked my head with vigor. But after a few thrusts, he was more than ready to take his new employee out for a ride.

He grabbed the lube from off his desk and began rubbing lube across my hole. I started moaning with much pleasure as he started fingering my hole with one, then two, then three of his fingers. “Do you really think I need to warm up boss? I may not be a good salesman but I’m a great fuck toy.”

“That’s exactly what I’m counting on.” He called out as he removed his hand from my hole and began sliding his tip into the crack of my cheeks. I felt the very tip of his cock find my hole before he thrust forward very quickly. Normally when my partners use my hole for such work, they gently glide in and then start fucking my ass with more vigor but my new boss apparently wasn’t like any of the rest who have used that hole before.

“Fuck!” I called out but stayed in place like the good employee I was because I frankly enjoyed it too much to move and I felt powerless to my new boss.

“I thought you were warmed up boy…” he said as he continued to fuck my ass with greater and greater speed. “…plus, I have to find some use for you around here other than just taking up space.”

“Teach me a lesson, sir!” I yelled as he continued pounding his rock-solid and warm cock into my tight hole. He pressed my back and body down into the desk harder and harder with every thrust, making sure I knew my place at the company. That place was on his desk and my job was to be his tool of pleasure.

My ass started to get sore as he started spanking my ass cheeks. My hole started to burn slightly from being used so hard by him. He kept telling me over and over how horrible of an employee I am as he pressed my head into the solid wood oak of his desktop.

I started calling out for him to “Fuck me harder, sir, harder!”. After all, just because my ass was burning and I likely wouldn’t be able to sit down for the next 24 hours didn’t mean that it wasn’t a euphoric feeling. I loved it and needed him to use me harder and my new boss gladly obliged. But the more I called out to him to pound my ass harder, the closer he got to cumming and I couldn’t wait.

Wanting to ensure he finished into my mouth so that I could get something to eat, I began pushing my chest up from the desktop. Before I got too far up, he pushed my body back down and bent his body over top of mine to ensure I stayed down there. “Stay down ya’ little bitch” he called out as he continued forcing his cock faster and faster into my ass.

I felt his cock expand slightly in my tight ass hole and I knew from much experience having my hole used as a cum bucket what that meant. So, I started crying out to him “I need to learn, sir. Breed me harder…please boss.” Suddenly, his cock thrust deeper into my hole once more and stopped. His breath grew even stronger than before and I felt warm drops shooting out of his cock and deep into my ass. It felt as if they were being shot into my stomach and lungs. That’s how deep he was inside of me.

After I felt his cum shot stop, I asked him, “Can I get a performance review boss?” while he was still forcing me down with the weight of his body onto the desk.

“You can stay on for another day…” he whispered from on top of me, “but go back to that camp tomorrow and offer those boys some of our…excelsior services.”

“Gladly, sir” I replied as he began standing upright and his cock smoothly fell out of my ass, leaving his warm cum inside. I stood up and began pulling up my pants once again and reached for my shirt on the floor.

“What’s this Alex?!? You left such a mess. You worthless salesman!” He exclaimed as he pointed to the top of his desk where my cock left a puddle of precum from his cock massaging my prostate for so long. “Clean this shit up right now.” He ordered.

I knelt down and licked it up from his desktop, making sure to get every drop. I pulled up my pants and buckled my belt. I held my company shirt in my hand as I asked him, “will that be all for today, boss?”

“Did you already clock out for the day, Alex?”

“Yes, I did sir. Before I went to the men’s room on my way out the door, I clocked out then.”

“Clock out again on your way out the door and I’ll have payroll correct the error tomorrow morning so you get compensated fairly for your time meeting with me today. I think we’ve had a productive afternoon, wouldn’t you agree?”

“I agree sir.”

“Oh, and Alex?”

“Yes boss…”

“If you’re ever in the office and you find yourself in need of releasing some stress like I know you were doing when I met you in the men’s room earlier, you’re now more than welcome to use my private bathroom behind my desk here. Just, make sure you finish into the glass cup by the sink in there and bring it out to me. Your cum tastes way too good to waste on some toilet paper and flush down the drain.”

“Will do, sir.”

“I also might, on occasion, need some private meetings with you at my residence or want to join you on some of your sales calls to ensure that mouth and tight ass of yours are living up to the company standards. But as I said, Alex, if you’re on a sales call and your mouth or ass can’t find a way to make the sale, feel free to stay late and we’ll ensure you’re compensated for your time here in the office.”

“A well-fed salesman is a happy salesman sir.” I replied.

“Well said but you’re not a salesman. Between you and I, you’re just an overpaid blow up doll.”

“I’m glad I finally found a boss who understands that sir. Enjoy the rest of your night, Henry.”

“You too Alex. I look forward to hearing about your meeting tomorrow after you come back to the office…and be sure they know about our twenty percent discount for customers willing to give our salesmen payment in other forms of currency.”

“Thank you boss.”