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While in my last year of high school, my uncle told me about an opening in the apprentice program at his company. It doesn't seem like much, but it is a closed union, open only to family members. The only drawback to getting into the union was my age. At the time, I was 17, and you had to be at least 18, but he told me that when I fill out the application, put my age as 18 ... no one will know and just make sure you don't mention it to anyone.

I was hired and started my apprenticeship; it was a night job, which meant that I didn't get home until 3 a.m. Still in school, I would get home as soon as possible and go to bed. All this worked out and I graduated early June.

Not thinking anything about the paperwork I had filled out, now that I was finished with school, I was able to stay out after work, not having to rush home ... I was still living home with my parents.

Almost into my second year at the job, going through the program, doing homework, taking tests, etc., I was left a message to call the "chairman' of the apprentice committee. The following morning, I called the "chairman" Tom Kelly ... he asked me to stop in by his office before I went to work. I left for work early that day because Tom left at 5 p.m. and I didn't start until 6 p.m.

I had only met Tom when I first was accepted into the program. I knew that he and my uncle were not friends, but until this day, I never realized how much they hated each other.

After entering Tom Kelly's office, he wasted no time in letting me know why I was there. He said, Anthony, are you aware that putting false information on an application is cause for an immediate dismissal from the program and termination of employment. Trying to act surprised I asked him what he was talking about. With that, he takes out the original paperwork I filled out and also a transcript from my high school. The copy of the birth certificate, which I had altered, was also in the file. I was lost for words, and sat lifeless as I listened to what he had to say.

He went on and on about terminating me, and I attempted to ask him not to, but he over rode anything I said. By now, I was getting so upset; I thought I was going to get sick ... finally, he said, do I have anything to say. I apologized, and begged him to reconsider his decision. He told me that he had made his decision, but then gave in and said he would think about it further ... I should call him the following day.

Well, that was the longest time I spent, until I called his office the following afternoon. He told me he couldn't talk because he had someone in his office, but I should call his home later in the night, with that he gave me his phone number.

During my lunch break, I called him ... he seemed preoccupied as we spoke, and asked if I could stop by on my way home after work. He said he had some work to finish and would be up. After the shift ended, I left and rushed over to his home. He lived in a high rise building, one town away from me.

Tom greeted me at the door; once inside, I noticed he had on a long terrycloth robe and slippers ... we went into the living room, where I sat in a chair, while Tom sat on the couch, sipping a drink. He made small talk about how I liked the job, and my family, and then he got to his decision.

He told me he gave this problem a lot of thought and mentioned how he should stick by his original decision, but said, "How badly do you want to keep your job and be in the program?” Not thinking, I told him I couldn't lose my job, how would I tell my parents and I'd be embarrassed around my friends. Well, he said, I've decided to close my eyes to it, but in turn, you have to prove to me that I'm making the right choice. I didn't know what he meant be what he said, but told him I would do anything to prove I was appreciative.

He motioned for me to sit on the couch by him, as he continued his conversation. I moved to the couch and as he talked, his robe parted as he crossed his legs ... I could see what I thought was his cock, but tried not to look. Then, he undid the belt around the robe and opened it completely, showing that he was completely naked.

Tom did not waste any time in explaining how I could show my appreciation ... he told me to sit closer to him, then took my hand and placed it on his cock, which was now getting hard. I wanted to get up and leave, but instead allowed him to put my hand on his cock, and then stroke it as he requested. Next, he asked me if I had ever been with a man, telling him "no" seemed to make him excited. He told me to get undressed ... I stood up, and slowly took off my clothes; feeling so embarrassed, but did as he instructed. Once I was naked, I sat back down, this time I didn't have him put my hand on his cock, I just went back and played with it.

While I was playing with his cock, he started to play with my chest, squeezing my nipples and running his hand on the inside of my leg. Then he told me to take his cock in my mouth ... he said this as he put his hand behind my head and pushed me towards it. I tried to resist, but he was forceful and now my lips were touching the head of his cock. Tom said, relax, no one is going to know what you are doing ... I'm surely not going to tell. With that, I opened my mouth and his cock entered. He had to tell me what to do ... from running my tongue around the head, to going up and down on the shaft, telling me to use my lips not my teeth.

I finally got into rhythm with him pushing my head down on his cock. In the beginning, I gagged each time it went to the back of my throat, but I started to get used to it and was able to take his 7" cock all the way in. By now, I was sucking him, and at the same time found myself rubbing myself. I couldn't understand why I was getting excited by sucking a cock, but I was. I felt Tom's cock get even harder and some liquid oozed out, which made me freeze. Tom said to relax that was only pre-cum ... so I went back to sucking, until he held my head tight down on his cock and pushed up forcing his cock down my throat ... without warning, he began to shoot his hot thick load down my throat.

I tried to swallow it as fast as he let go. When he was finished, I laid exhausted in his lap, with his cock still in my mouth. I finally sat up and he told me to get dressed. He said I could go ... as he walked me to the door, he said, well now that you are my cocksucker, I'll let you know when you can come over for another feeding.

(To be continued)