Gay Erotic Stories

Zack was still groggy when he woke up; the night before had been a wild one. He turned his head and looked at the alarm clock. He was late. Zack bolted out of bed waking his companions. He took a quick shower, dressed, grabbed a granola bar and sped off to work. Hopefully when he got home the house would be empty and still furnished. Funny things happen when strangers are left in the house. Oh well. He had more important things to worry about like his job.

This would be the third time this month he was late due to a wild night. He was running out of excuses for his boss whom he believed was starting not to buy into his stories. He pulled into the parking lot and rushed into work. Sitting down at his desk he checked his email and found one from his boss stating that he needed to see him ASAP. FUCK! He just knew he was going to leave the boss's office without a job. He got up and walked to the boss' secretary.

She looked at him with soulful eyes and said, "He's waiting for you, Zack. He's not happy. Good luck."

Zack felt the world on his shoulders as he walked to the door and knocked. "Enter," he heard from the other side. He opened the door, walked in and closed it. "Sit down Zack." Zack sheepishly sat down in the chair across from his boss. "Zack, we have a problem here. You have consistently been late and although your reasons seem valid I believe there is another reason that you aren't telling me." Zack started to respond. He wanted to tell his boss that it was just a series of strange coincidences, but his boss held up his hand to stop Zack. "I know what you are going to say. You are going to tell me that it is just s series of strange coincidences."

Zack was floored. “How could he know that?” he wondered. "Zack, I have been overseeing many people for many years. When you were in diapers I was in charge of people. I have seen and heard it all. I have seen hundreds of guys just like you and I know when they lie to me. I give the benefit of doubt a few times, but when I see a pattern I know I've been had."

“Oh, God. Here it comes,” Zack thought.

"The question is, what am I going to do with you? I have several options. I could fire you, put you on probation, suspend you without pay, make you go to counseling, and so fourth. Or I could just let it go. It all depends on you, Zack. It's all in how you are going to prove to me that you are worth keeping around."

Zack was confused. He must have looked that way too because the next thing out of his boss's mouth shocked the hell out of him.

"Zack, I know you like men. I know you are gay and have sex with strange men frequently. You know this network is monitored and I have access to the logs. I know when and where you surf on the Internet. I know it is you because you are at your workstation when these sites are visited. So I decided to follow you on one of these excursions and see if they were true. It's amazing what fifty bucks can get you. The sluts you pick up are very willing to spill their guts when $50 for whatever they spend it on are offered to them."

At this point Zack felt cornered. He knew what was waiting in his boss's next breath.

"So, again I say, what I do with your employment all depends on you. By the way, may I remind you that in your hiring packet you signed a paper that stated you would not surf the net from work for personal use. You have obviously done just that." Zack could feel the sweet dripping down his face. He felt like a deer in the headlights of an express train. What could he do? What would his boss ask him to do? He started feeling sick and faint. "Now that I have your undivided attention, Zack, here's what I'll do. I'll "forget" everything if you will service me from time to time. You can be late, you can surf the net all you want, and if you do so without complaint and do it well, I'll even consider that raise you asked for. What do you say to that?"

"How much time do I have to decide?" Zack asked in a distant voice. The thought of performing any sexual activity with his boss was both hot and disgusting at the same time. But the thought of keeping his job at all costs was the strongest since he would be so far in debt if he lost his job.

His boss gave him an evil grin. "Well," he said slowly, "I'll tell you what. You sit right here. I have to take a piss; when I return you have your answer ready." With that he rose out of his chair and left closing the door. Zack wasn't sure what to do. He knew that by his boss asking him to perform sex with him that it was illegal but on the same token he really needed this job and by the time he filed a law suite against his boss he would be out of money.

Fifteen minutes later his boss returned. "Well? Have you made your decision?"

Zack looked at him squarely in the eye and said, "Yes. Yes I have. I will do what you ask but after one year I want to be free of your grasp."

"No, I'm sorry but that isn't part of the terms. You will service me until you quit or I fire you, which ever comes first. Perform well and you'll have this job forever. Perform poorly and you leave--your choice. What will it be?" Zack swallowed. His throat was dry, "Fine. I'll do it. I have no other choice."

"I thought you would see it my way," the boss responded and with that he stood up and unzipped the fly to his slacks. "Your first task is to give me a blow. After that you may return to work."

Zack crawled out of the chair and over to his boss. He opened him mouth and started licking the head of his boss's dick. He licked the shaft and went back and fourth from the head to shaft. Then he placed his boss's dick in his mouth. The dick was about nine inches long hard, veiny and cut. The head mushroomed out and was about three inches around. He took all of it in, sucking and slurping. He boss moaned. Just then the phone rang. Zack went to pull off the shaft but his boss' strong hand gripped the back of his head by the hair and pushed him back down.

The head of the penis rubbed against the back of his throat activating his gag reflex. It was his boss' wife. His boss was talking to her about diner plans that night. His boss forced Zack's head back and fourth forcing him to take the full length. Zack tasted the piss that was left on his boss' penis mixed with his saliva and precum. Finally his boss hung up the phone. His boss was squirting precum into Zack's mouth. He was moaning louder. Zack was totally turned on at this point. The thought of him blowing his boss while he took phone calls was totally hot.

He never imagined that this would ever happen. He had heard stories from his fucks about this but never in a million years did he think he would have his own story to tell. He felt his boss coming closer and closer to the edge with each pump of Zack's mouth. Finally his boss moaned one last time and shot rope after rope of cum into Zack's mouth. The taste was both salty and sweet at the same time.

Finally his boss stopped and let go of the back of Zack's head. "You are a good cock sucker, Zack--better than any of the other guys in this office."

Zack was shocked. Was he not the only one? Who else in the office was blowing the boss?

"Okay, Zack. You have earned the right to return to work. Next time maybe we can go a little further. If that goes well, we'll see what's next. Maybe your raise will come sooner than you think, if you know what I mean. First thing tomorrow, whenever you decide to show up, come to my office. Now go."

Zack got up off the floor and walked to the door. Turning around for one last look, he saw his boss pick up the phone and intercom another guy in the office. "Wyatt, will you come to my office please? Time to pay up."