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The Job Interview The Job Interview by Creativecat@hotmail.com I wasn't too happy at my job and had faxed out a few resumes last Sunday night from home. The people where I worked were real jerks--not that I have a hard-on against stupid employers, but they did stuff that made the characters in the Dilbert comic strip look intelligent and inspired. I could go on and on about the situation at work, but that would be more of a turn off than a turn on. The people there are so hung up on their jobs that they have no lives, eating junk food out of the machines at all hours of the day and flabby and out of shape because they spend the hours they aren't hanging around the water coolers their cheeks are spreading at their meaningless jobs. I'm not too popular at work because not only am I assertive and demanding with those schmucks, but that I also have a life and am proud to have one! I make it a point to get to the health club and work out before work every day. Although I ain't gonna get on the cover of a calendar, I can turn a few heads. My arms are lean but muscular. My legs are strong and I've got nice large thighs that go up to a nicely formed round ass. I enjoy wearing snug slacks as they show off my butt to its greatest advantage. Plus, I always wear an open shirt which shows off my nice hairy chest. I usually keep a couple of buttons open at the top of my shirt. I know people enjoy looking at my nice hairy chest. Probably the only thing I like about my job is that there's no dress code. I could come in naked and they probably wouldn't even care as long as the job got done! Well, one day I came in wearing only a pair of ripped shorts and t-shirt. I could give a crap that day - I had to change offices again and I was really pissed off about things. It was the fourth time in less than 2 years. Shit, there were a lot of eyes on me from both the men and the women when they saw what I was wearing. I should've shown up naked for all the looks I was getting. The shorts were torn up each side, revealing my muscular legs. Those workouts from all those weights on the nautilus machines paid off. I don't how many guys get off on looking at nice hairy, muscular legs with a tight butt, but I knew I could get a real hard-on just staring at my body in the mirror. I was a few minutes late for work that morning. As I was shaving and looking at my body in the mirror, I got all hot and hard and my cock started coming out of my shorts with its hot rigid head. It was already oozing its soggy precum as I barely began shaving! One of my nipples was poking out of the t-shirt and was stiff and pink. It ached to be rubbed. As I shaved with my left hand, my right hand was caressing the stiff nipple and squeezing it. It felt good. My cock continued to get harder and harder. It was now fully erect and was standing away from my shorts. (I couldn't wear underwear under these shorts as they were cut up practically to the waist band.) Besides, I don't mind showing off my ample equipment to the world. And those shorts showed me off to great advantage! Looking at myself in the mirror I got incredibly horny this morning. I hurried with my shaving, causing a couple of nicks. Who gave a shit as I had to get those clothes off my body and I had to work my cock out real good. In less than 30 seconds, the clothes were off and my hand was working over that stiff cock. I shot my load down the sink real quick. I was lucky as I had just gotten dressed again and someone had come over to the shower area. I knew I was taking a chance shooting my load in a public place like the health club, but I had to relieve myself or my nuts would've burst. So I was getting more than a few glances from the slobs at work while I moved the stuff around to my new office. I was getting aroused knowing I was turning on those people who'd never have a body or a life! As the sweat poured off my brow and on my chest, I knew things were going good. I was getting rid of my rage towards the hypocrites and spineless wimps. There were a few guys at work I'd love to give my "shaft" to. Not so much for the sexual pleasure, but to put them in place and let them know how I could really dominate them. I knew those creepy accountants would love to be dominated by a real man who could make them feel better than their frigid wives did once a month. I was nearly situated by the early afternoon and started getting involved with the boring crap of the job when the phone rang. "Mr. Kemper?" a voice quizzically asked. "Yes, that's me" I replied, not recognizing the voice. "Mr. Kemper, forgive me for calling you at work, but we got your fax last night for the operations manager job we have here. We usually try to call people at home, but we were especially impressed with your background and would love to see you. You see, the person who resigned this past Friday hasn't shown up and has no plans to come back. Right now, I'm in a terrible fix and need someone who can take charge and get things going. Can you do that?" "Yeah, sure, but don't expect me to start working for you this afternoon. I've just moved into a new office and I've got a lot of work to do today." "I'm not saying that but I would love to have you come in for an interview. Can you come in after work tonight?" Looking down at myself, I hesitated. "Look, I'd love to. However, I drive nearly an hour to work and don't have time to go home and change. I'm dressed kind of casual and am afraid I won't make a perfect first impression." "Look, you could come here naked for all I care. I'm concerned about the individual, not some stupid-ass designer label from some overpriced Seventh Avenue whore." "Well, I am sort of practically naked. I've been moving my office around and am wearing an old t-shirt and cut-offs." This guy had a slightly erotic sounding voice and I wanted to see if I could titillate him with some talk. "Don't worry. I won't hold it against you." "It?" I asked in a mocking voice with a bit of humor. "Come on Mr. Kemper, I'm sure you'll enjoy working for me. A lot. Drop over around 5:30 tonight and we'll talk for a while. Maybe I'll even buy you a drink." "Well, I could certainly use the drink and I like your attitude." I was feeling pretty damned smug the rest of the afternoon. This guy sounded like someone who'd enjoy interviewing a hunk like me. I could hardly wait for my interview! I was in a pretty good mood the rest of the day as I finished rearranging things. Scott had to come up from the mailroom to help me get things situated on the upper bookshelves. I liked Scott. He was polite, hardworking, and one of the few good looking guys in the company. Even though he was my asshole boss's son, I really didn't care. Seth, his father was basically a jerk. He got drunk at the holiday party last year and I let him give me a blow job. It would've been okay if he hadn't used his teeth. Anyhow, I managed to shove my load down his throat and get it out before he bit me anymore. I was standing on a chair while he was passing stuff for me to put on the top shelf. I could tell he was enjoying the view up my shorts. He was getting a bit flustered as he saw my hardening cock under the shorts. I was starting to ooze again and my shorts were getting pretty soggy. He continued to stare at my crotch. "Like what you see Scott?" Scott was speechless. He was scared. I could also see his crotch getting hard as he looked at me. "I know I'd like to see what you have in there fellow." I gently grabbed at his crotch and squeezed his nuts. They felt big and soft like small pillows. I slid my shorts down real quick and my erect cock sprung out. There was a big drop at the end of my piss slit and he stared at it. Then he slowly put his hands on my cock to feel it. "You like feeling it?" Scott still said nothing. I had pulled off my shirt by now and was now completely naked. The young man was staring at my hairy chest in wonderment and amazement. I don't think he had seen a naked man so close to him, so aroused, so filled with desire. I put my hands on his shoulders and brought him to me. We slowly kissed and I felt an electric charge in him as his tongue went down my throat. He was no amateur! I slowly tugged at his chinos and they came down with his boxers showing a nice long and hard cock that was ready for some action. As I held and rubbed his back, our cocks were at each other and rubbing against each other. I felt his first few drops of precum on his cock as he brushed against my belly. He sat on the desk as I rubbed my hands on his cock and balls. He was moaning with delight as I worked him over and I knew he was enjoying this new-found pleasure immediately. My tongue was now on his cock and I was furiously sucking on that rigid member. He kept getting harder and harder and I could feel the veins on his stiffening cock in my mouth. His cock was greasy from my saliva and his precum. I pushed him back on the desk and hovered over his straight stiff cock with my asshole right above him. "I want you to fuck me real good. When you stick that cock up my eager and hot asshole, you're gonna think you died and went to heaven. That's how good it is!" I slowly sat on that eager cock of his and I could see a look of true bliss come over his face as his cock fucked my hole. I was slipping and sliding on that cock and having a grand time! All of a sudden the door opened! Shit, I thought I had locked it, and who comes in but Seth, who sees me staring straight into his eyes. Luckily he didn't see his son at first. Seth was watching me with a glazed look on his eyes--again he had a couple of martinis at lunch and I could see he was getting aroused. "Lock the door Seth and I'll get you off real good." He quickly complied. His clothes were quickly off before he even recognized his son on the desk with me! I continued to let Scott butt fuck me while Seth slowly let it all sink in. He was quickly sobering up. I didn't know what was going to happen but all I knew is that I had to shoot a load real soon as I was real turned on. Even though I didn't like Seth, he really wasn't too bad looking. His cock started to droop a bit but then it got hard again when I reached over and started squeezing it. Scott was beyond the point of no return and didn't care what daddy thought or did as long as he got his rocks off. When Scott saw his father's huge cock, he sat up and began sucking on that cock like there was no tomorrow. He sucked on it while he pawed his low-hanging balls. I was behind Seth and I was butt fucking him like anything! Seth was in his glory having his son suck off his big massive cock. Soon he was spewing his load down Scott's mouth. Scott was unable to swallow that much as I saw a lot of it ooze down his chin. I went over and licked it off his face and chest and worked my way down to his cock. I was sucking his eager tool and soon he was ready to bust his load down my throat. My experienced mouth drank in all that nectar of his. I was on the brink as I was furiously stroking my rod and Scott's hands were rubbing my hairy chest. I exploded with a load that went all over my office. We quickly regained our composure and got dressed and got back to work. Soon it was 5:30 and I was pulling into the parking lot of the company. I walked in--the only one there was Mr. Jepsen. He never told me his first name. He wasn't too bad looking a guy--dirty blond hair, a couple of years younger than me, rather fussily dressed in a navy suit and white shirt. "Mr. Kemper? Have a seat." I sat down on a chair near his desk. He smiled an odd smile at me. I didn't know if he was angry or upset or what. He just didn't seem natural to me. Then I realized he was looking at me - I was a bit unkempt from my afternoon frolic. Plus the sun was streaming in the side window and shining across my furry legs and chest. I had this "side light" which cast a nice autumnal glow over my body. I could tell as there was a mirror opposite. The effect was rather interesting. Plus I could see he was staring at my body. "I didn't realize how casually you were really dressed today. I thought maybe a pair of chinos and a t-shirt, but not this." "I'm sorry" I replied. "I was moving a lot of stuff around today and didn't want to ruin my good clothes. I don't have a staff to that kind of work for me. Anyhow, it was your idea to come down like this. If you'd like, we can reschedule. But I thought you were in a rush to replace someone who walked out on you. If you talk to them that way, I can understand why." Suddenly I felt belligerent and didn't want his crap. "Look, I'm sorry, let's get on with things." The interview went on with the typical bullshit questions etc. He started to relax and seemed like a nice guy. He still continued to stare at me. My belligerence was fading. I was starting to get horny again. I didn't know if I could seduce this guy as I saw a wedding ring on his finger. At least the interview was getting a bit friendlier. "So what kind of a dress code do you have here?" I asked. "I'm assuming what I'm wearing isn't appropriate." "No it isn't. I'm just surprised that someone would go in public like that. Those shorts are awfully short as I can actually see what you've got when you spread your legs." I was deliberately spreading my legs during the interview and rubbing my thighs. My cock had gotten pretty rigid and more than its greasy head was popping out. Remember, I could see this all in the mirror. "Well, if it the clothes bother you, how about I just take them off." I stood up and stripped off my shirt and shorts. I was stark naked and he just stared at me. "Well, is this better?" My cock was now completely rigid. Mr. Jepsen looked he was going to faint! He stared at my cock as it pointed at him. Despite my fear of what I had just done, I was more aroused than I was a few short hours ago in the office! He came over to me and tentatively rubbed my chest. My nipples quickly stiffened. Although he was unsure of what he was doing, it sure felt good. He was rubbing my muscular pecs and it felt wonderful! My cock was bulging good and hard. He stood right next to me in his expensive suit. My slobbering cock was pressed against the smooth light wool fabric on his trouser. It felt so erotic the way the fabric caressed around my nuts and next to my hairy thighs. He was very quietly moaning with pleasure. Soon his tongue was going over my nipples and he was so gently nibbling on them with his teeth. Real soft, real gentle. His tongue was now going down my chest and stomach and down to the pubic hairs above my cock. He was so soft and gentle. It was hard to believe that this was probably his first time. His tongue was so knowledgeable in the way it bathed my body. He put me back in my chair and knelt down on his hands and knees. He lifted my legs up and was now licking my nuts. It was driving me wild! His tongue was sucking on them real good. They were getting real tight and climbing up high. His hands were caressing my thighs. It felt so good the way he was massaging them. I really get off on having my legs rubbed. There was a guy I had known years ago who could make me cum real good and hard by just playing with my legs - he'd rub them real nice and he'd squeeze my nuts while working on my muscular thighs. Anyhow, I was feeling real excellent as this corporate type was doing me real good. Then he turned me over and started working on my asshole. His tongue was up there - it was like liquid velvet the way that long supple tongue snaked up my tunnel. I was totally beyond control and he owned me. I had now slipped into sexual oblivion where I would have done anything to be satisfied. He just licked out my asshole real good and nice and made me feel like a real sex machine. I was begging him to fuck me and to do it real hard. I needed it so bad. The pleasure was so intense and wonderful and was pushing me into the upper limits of ecstasy. Soon I felt one, then two, then three fingers probing my asshole and nuts. This was even better than I imagined! I needed to feel his log up inside me. Soon I felt something probing me real good and real hard. I don't know what it was but I was enjoying it. I turned around and saw that he was now stark naked with a raging hardon. But what was inside of me? "What're you doing to me? Fuck me with that cock of yours guy. I need it now and I need it good!" Whatever it was he was pounding me real good with it. It must've been a nice thick and wide dildo. Although it felt good I needed to feel his naked raw flesh inside of me. "Oh, fuck me harder, fuck me good! Do me real good, I want that naked cock of yours up inside of me." I yanked the dildo out of me and turned around to face him. I laid down on the desk and lifted my legs up high so he could fuck me face on. I wanted to see his cute innocent face as he pounded me. When I get real hot and horny with a guy, there's nothing better than to look at his face when you're doing each other. I could see how much he was enjoying himself and he was grunting with pleasure as he pounded me even harder with that raw determined flesh of his. "Keep fucking me guy! I need that hot load up my asshole. Fuck me real good. Fuck me like you fuck your wife! I'll bet you've never had a pussy as hot as my eager asshole. Isn't this the best sex you've ever had in your life?" "Oh, man it is!" he finally exclaimed. "Your body is so wonderful and hairy and masculine. I've thought about this for many years and never dreamed it could be as wonderful as this!" "Come on baby, fuck me with all your might! Isn't this better than some slimy cunt? Show me what a real man is and shoot that load of yours!" He was soon spitting out massive gobs of hot lumpy cum into my butt. It was too much for me. I was soon spitting out my load as he was squeezing my thighs real good while fucking me. It felt so good to be fucked by him and to shoot my spunk up all over his chest. He soon collapsed into my arms. "Well, did you have fun?" I asked. "Yeah" he said. "It was fantastic. Better than my wildest and wettest dreams." "Well, do I get the job? I certainly have more than enough qualifications to do the work?" "Well, I'd like to have another interview with you." "When?" "After we fuck again for the next 10 hours, I'll decide what time you should come over tomorrow. I think we can have a great partnership together." "Anything you say. You're the boss." To be continued... By Creativecat@hotmail.com