It wasn't an easy decission at first and if I'd have had a choice, things would have turned out differently. As it was I didn't have much of a choice and now I eagerly have gay oral and anal sex whenever I can.
Two years on the scrapheap, two years without a job to support my family, had gotten myself so desperate I gave in to a man who offered me a chance back into employment.
I was only 29, but still there was no work in the town we lived in. A new company opened up in the next town over, making nine jobs available. I went and applied for three positions, making it through to a second interview for the last of the three I applied for.
In an extended interview I was given my choice, suck cock or follow the rest of the unsuccessful applicants. Getting on my knees and unbuttoning his fly, I released his long veiny shaft. Closing my eyes I let him slide his hard dick over my tongue until I could take no more. It was twenty minutes later when I walked out of his office, one new job and a mouthful of his juicey cum.
I hadn't wanted to enjoy it, I didn't want to like the taste. Both things were wrong, all the same I loved licking his heavy balls and sucking his throbbing cock. I also couldn't suck his cock any drier.
Four years on I'm still sucking his hard meaty cock, still swallowing his creamy load. Only now I let him fuck me at least once a week. It keeps my job prospects alive and being totally honest here, I love being butt fucked by him and his thick fucking tool.