The interview

I arrived on time looking my best: my scruff and nails were trimmed, hair was perfect, Ass looked good in this pant and I had all my documentation I needed. But my looks so work against me. Not everyone is comfortable hiring a 6’6” former water polo player I’ve found out. But I’m a charmer and do a damn good interview. This job was as good as mine.

“Hi I’m Tami” she said as she walked in and stuck her hand out. “Hi Tami. Zack. Nice to meet you.”

“Brent will be in shortly. He’s the manager.”

“Great!”

Tami and I make some small talk for a few minutes. Then Brent enters. He was a perfect ebony man: tall medium brown skin, high fade, expertly trimmed beard, Wide shoulders and decent arms. Did someone tell them black guys are my thing?!? “Hi Zack! Brent!” He reaches out his hand and we shook. He squeezed my hand tightly and I responded even tighter.

We sat down and the interview started. The normal questions were asked and I charmed my way through them as usual.

“Any questions for us?” Tami asked. “When do the benefits start?” I asked. I needed to make sure I had good benefits for my meds I take from my surgery. “This is a part time position - there are no benefits” she said. I must have looked at her oddly because she said “Didn’t James tell you?” “No he said it was full time” I replied. “Oh sorry” Brent interjected. “This is only to fill a space for someone on medical leave. It would only be for a few months”

“Ok well I don’t want to waste any more of your time. James said it was full time - must have been a misunderstanding” I said trying to hid my annoyance. Damn recruiter. They’re supposed to be the professional here and know their shit. “Yeah we’re sorry. If we had a fully time position you’d be perfect but, for now, this is only part time” Tami said. “Yeah man. Sorry for the mix up” Brent said. He looked almost as defeated as I was for some reason. “No worries. Thanks for your time”.

We shake hands, Brent holds my hand a bit longer than expected while staring me in the eyes. “You have great taste though” he said. “I’m sorry?” I asked inquisitively. “Your watch. That’s a nice watch” he replied. “Oh yeah. Thanks. It was a gift” I said.

“It’s quite nice”

“Thanks. But it wasn’t nice enough to get me the job” I said with a laugh.

“I wish it was” Brent replied. Was this guy flirting or am I so mind fucked right now I’m not reading the room properly?

I leave and head home. Even though this wasn’t my finest hour I knew it wasn’t my fault. I crash on the bed for a while for some mind numbing tv. After a couple hours I decide I need a drink, so, without changing from my interview clothes, I leave the hotel room and head out to the local restaurant/bar my GPS guides me too. I drove past my interview spot and wondered again about Brent. How in this small, conservative, almost totally white town did I find such a hot black man? One with a wedding ring on even?!? The world is being cruel to me today!

I pick a seat at the bar and order a beer. Then a second one I’m wondering what my next step is when, off to my left, I hear “Nice watch”. I look over and it’s Brent. “Hey Brent. How’s it going?” I asked.

“It’s good. Hey man I’m sorry about the mix up.” He started to explain and I held up my hand. “Brent Brent...it’s fine. I spoke to James and he said he didn’t double check the posting so it’s not your guys’ fault So no worries”

“Well it still sucks. I would have loved to have someone with your skills under me” he said. Was this bitch flirting or is he clueless?

“Yeah that would have been nice” I saw with a sideways smirk.

“At least let me buy you a drink” Brent said.

“I’ve already had two. Any more and they go straight to my head. And I have to drive back to the hotel still”

“Where are you staying” he asked

“Beaumont Suites on Pine” I said

“Oh ok. Not too far from me” he said

We talk for a few minutes about our work experience. “You moving here with your family?” He asked.

“Just me and Sadie. My dog”

“I love dogs” Brent said. “I have one myself” We shared dog pics from our phones. His dog is named Jake. “Jake’s a beautiful dog “ I said. Makes me miss my Sadie while I’m here.

“You want to cover over and meet him?” He asked his big brown eyes looking hopefully at me through those long lush lashes of his.

“Sure. That would be nice”

We settle our tab and I follow him to his place. We walk in and sure enough Jake comes running up to me. We play a bit and We eventually make our way to the sofa. “My wife’s away for another week at some bible camp thing” he said “So it’s just me and Jake. And you now.” He said with a chuckle.

We make small talk and somehow we get to how he came to live in this town. “There’s only a hand full of other black people here. It’s mostly a white conservative Christian town so it can be hard sometimes”

“Yeah I understand that.”

There was an awkward silence for a few minutes. Fuck it-I had a few beers in me I’m at his place his wife is gone he’s flirting. I’m gonna go for it. I’m bigger than him. I leaned over and kiss him. He kisses back. The next couple of minutes consisted of our lips having a field day on each other’s mouths.

Brent’s sitting on the sofa. I get in the floor between his legs and lean up and kiss him again. A deep tongue filled kiss. “Damn you can kiss for a white buy” he says. “Just wait” I replied. I unbuttoned his shirt and I was met with a hairy swimmers body. There’s not much more that turns me one than a hairy black man. I rubbed his chest hair and moved my hand down to his pants. “You want that big black cock?” He asked seemingly out of character for him. “Let’s see what the boss is working with”

I open his pants to a nice big black cock. I grabbed it and expertly deep throat it in one motion. He moans and bucks around while I work it.

“Let me see you” he asked

I pull off of his cock with an audible ‘pop’, stand up and take off my shirt. I still swim and work out so while Brent has a nice lean hairy swimmers body, I had a larger, toned body complete with hairy abs, wide squared off chest and just about perfect nipples.

“Damn. You’re hot” he said.

I then dropped my pants and my hard, cut cock flopped out. Brent has a good sized cock: probably 7-7.5 and decently thick. I’m another 2 inches longer and much thicker. I get compliments on my body but my cock is the ‘money maker’ as they say. And I know how to use it.

“Fuck”. That’s enormous. I’ve never been with a guy bigger than me” he said

“Who’s the Boss Man now?” I asked letting his bewilderment engorge not only my cock but also my ego

I took my cock and slapped his cock with it to drive home the idea that I’m bigger than him in every physical way. I then grabbed his head and forced him on my cock. He tried to suck then pulled back.

“I’m not use to working with something that size” he said as he was trying to catch his breath.

“Hang on a second” he leaves and come back with lube.

“Oh am I gonna fuck you, boss?”

He looked shocked that I’d suggest it.

“Bend over”. He bends over the couch and present his nice round hard slightly hairy black ass. I drop my cock on his tail bone. It makes a hard thump sound.

“I just wanted to see how far up in their I can get” I said

“Fuck yes” he moans. I pour some lube on my cock and his hole. I stroke my cock while I worked a finger inside him. He moaned. I place the head of my cock against his hole. He took a deep breath. “Be slow” he said.

I pushed my big mushroom head in to his hole. He tensed up for a second then relaxed. I push in a bit more until I met some resistance. I slapped his ass. “Come on. Boss Man wants that ass” He seeemes to like the talk as he pushed back against me some more. “That’s right. Whose the boss now?”

“Zack is. Zack is my boss! Fuck!”

I forced my way past his resistance and buried my cack up against his ass; my balls slapping against his

“Fuuuuuuck! I can feel that white monster in the back of my throat it’s so big” he said.

I stayed up inside him and grounded myself around in there-stretching him out. He was a tight fuck I’ll give him that. I started a relentless pounding-no taking it easy. Like a jackhammer I tortured his ass. He screamed and moaned thrashed around some some. I bent down and hooked my arm around his throat to give me more leverage. I went from deep long thrusts to deep short fast thrusts. After a few minutes of that I pulled out and stood up. My cock popped out of his ass and slapped my belly button.

Turn over” I commanded

He did. I saw how much pleasure and pain her was on on his face.

“Who’s the boss now?” I asked

“You. You are the boss”

I bent down, put his feet on my shoulders and slammed my dick into him. He yelled and his eyes rolled back in to his head.

“I’m. The. Boss. Now.” I said thrusting deep in to him with each word. His cock was oozing cum all over his furry stomach.

I stopped and pulled out and stood up.

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

I was looking at his oozing cock. Make no mistake while my dick was bigger than his, his was not small. I wanted it inside me so bad. I reached down for the lube. “I don’t want to waste that cock” I said lubing it up.

I turned around to face away from him. I didn’t want to give me any impression that he was in charge of the situation so I didn’t want him to see my face. I straddled his cock and placed if against my hairy hole. I slide in the head. Like a snake swallowing a rat, I worked my ass down on this shaft inch by inch. I’m glad he couldn’t see the look on my face because damn it felt good. But I wanted to stay in control. Once all the way down I grounded my ass on his bush: twisting and turning and massaging his dick with my ass.

“Yeah You’re the boas baby....tight ass...fuck fuck fuck” that’s all I heard from him. I bounced up and down on that big black cock, appreciating every inch of it, for about 15 minutes. Eventually the time came. I jumped off his cock, spun around, straddled his hairy black body and shot my load on this face and chest. Jet after jet of white cream landed on his ebony skin. The juxtaposition of the colors was a magnificent sight. Just then I felt something hot hit my hairy ass. Then again. And again. Brent was shooting his load too. And what a load that was. I may have had the bigger dick but he had the bigger load. As he was quivering from emptying his load I took advantage of the last few shots. I grabbed his still pulsing dick and slide down over it allowing him to dump a couple loads of his black man cream inside me. Fuck it felt good. That was the only time I broke my Boss Man character all night; the feeling of that wet black cock sliding in to me still pulsing with cum was too much for me. But I recovered before he notice.

We sat like that for a couple minutes, both of us too weak to try to stand. Eventually I pulled myself off of him. He was still hard while I was starting to go soft. I took that opportunity to wipe the cum that was still leaking out of my cock on his hairy nipple.

We cleaned up and talked for a while longer about what just happened how great it was. How we were both turned on by each other.

“Well, did I get the job, boss? Maybe we could have late night meetings in your office?” I said with a laugh.

He laughed.“ I’m not sure who is the boss now” He said

I made my way to the car and sat down. My ass told me it got a workout for sure!

About two weeks later I started my new job working for Brent. While I was the Boss Man, he was my actual boss. I guess he pulled some strings?

The end of my first day I finally got in to my work email and I had a meeting request from my boss this Wednesday. In his office. At 8pm

Hmmmm wonder what he could be wanting...?