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Gay Stories
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Gay Male / 49
I dropped out of college and after jumping from this job to another I got a job as a night clerk in a hotel. At night there was a team of four, in addition to my job at the front desk there was the night manager, and two night accountants, one for the hotel and one for the restaurants.
The hotel accountant was a man who had retired from his career job but needed money so he was working for the hotel. Mid sixties. When we got off work in the morning the asked me if I wanted to have breakfast, we went to the International House of Pancakes, that was before it was rebranded to IHOP. We talked about a lot of stuff, mainly about why I had dropped out of college. He told me he did tax returns on the side, during the tax season and that kept him busy. He said it was easy as most of clients were workers at the hotel and their family and friends, most had easy returns. If I wanted to help, he would pay me $25 per return, he charged $50 and he would keep the $25 for himself, and the $50 for every return he prepared. He would teach me, and together we could probably get out around 300 returns a week.
The next day I came prepared to go with him to his house, he showed me how to do the returns, they were all simple returns, just put this number in the box, fill out the names, get the tax off the table, put down the amount withheld and they had their return done. Don't sign it, only they signed it. After taking the return tell them to come back in 10 days with the money, cash.
We did a whole lot of returns, my take for the week was a lot more than what I got paid at the hotel. It was Saturday, and we had been collecting for the returns we had prepared, it was the best week since I started to help. The clients were gone, he closed the door to his house and locked it and went back to his kitchen table where we did the returns. He sat down and leaned back and undid his pants and zipper and pulled out his penis and started to play with it.
I watched, after a moment he told me to come over and suck on his penis. That he had worked very hard and he wanted me to come over and be a good boy and suck on his penis. When I didn't move, he raised his voice and told me to come over and suck him. I went over and he helped me get down and he put his penis up for me to suck. I put it in my mouth and started to suck it gently, but he wanted me to suck him hard, he wanted me to swallow him. His penis got hard, and then harder and he was holding my head and pushing my head down on him. I couldn't swallow him, he got angry and told me to stand up and he undid my pants and pulled out my penis and he sucked on it, sucked me until I was hard and then he showed me how to suck him so that I could swallow him.
He chose to go the bedroom, and there he got totally undressed and he got me undressed and put me on the bed and sucked on me and swallowed my penis, using his tongue and throat to pull on it. He gave me his penis and told me to do the same, I tried but gagged, and he pushed his penis in my mouth and told me to breathe through my nose, and take his penis and not gag. It took a long while, I had tears in my eyes, I gagged several times, until finally he got me to swallow him. He held my cheeks and told me what a good boy I was.
When he released me, he put me on the bed and kissed me while he played with my penis, kissing my mouth and sucking on my penis. He told me to turn over and get on my knees and he put his mouth on my hole and sucked and licked me while he played with my penis. I was expecting any moment for him to get on top of me, I was ready, I knew he was going to fuck me. I felt his finger as he pushed it into my hole, and then a cold cream he smeared on my butt and he pushed his fingers into me several times and he climbed up on the bed and stood over me and I felt his penis against my hole and then I was being fucked.
At first it was pushing it in, and then it was in and out and then faster and faster and I heard him release his breath and I knew he had come. I slowly laid down completely on the bed while he lay beside me and ran his hand over my bare butt and told me what a good boy I was. We stayed on the bed for a long time, falling asleep and waking up after noon. I could still feel the results of him fucking me. When he took me to my apartment, he gave me my share of the weeks work on the tax returns. He put his hand in my lap and grabbed me one more time before I got out and went back to my apartment.
I did tax returns with him all that season and the next, and he had influence at the hotel and I got a raise. And I learned how to make him happy with me, I learned how to suck him the way he liked, and I learned how to fuck with him, he liked to fuck and we tried several positions. For me my favorite was like we did it that first Saturday morning. I returned to college and then moved away. But after all these years I remember him and sometimes when I am with a young man, I think of him as I show them what I like them to do.
The hotel accountant was a man who had retired from his career job but needed money so he was working for the hotel. Mid sixties. When we got off work in the morning the asked me if I wanted to have breakfast, we went to the International House of Pancakes, that was before it was rebranded to IHOP. We talked about a lot of stuff, mainly about why I had dropped out of college. He told me he did tax returns on the side, during the tax season and that kept him busy. He said it was easy as most of clients were workers at the hotel and their family and friends, most had easy returns. If I wanted to help, he would pay me $25 per return, he charged $50 and he would keep the $25 for himself, and the $50 for every return he prepared. He would teach me, and together we could probably get out around 300 returns a week.
The next day I came prepared to go with him to his house, he showed me how to do the returns, they were all simple returns, just put this number in the box, fill out the names, get the tax off the table, put down the amount withheld and they had their return done. Don't sign it, only they signed it. After taking the return tell them to come back in 10 days with the money, cash.
We did a whole lot of returns, my take for the week was a lot more than what I got paid at the hotel. It was Saturday, and we had been collecting for the returns we had prepared, it was the best week since I started to help. The clients were gone, he closed the door to his house and locked it and went back to his kitchen table where we did the returns. He sat down and leaned back and undid his pants and zipper and pulled out his penis and started to play with it.
I watched, after a moment he told me to come over and suck on his penis. That he had worked very hard and he wanted me to come over and be a good boy and suck on his penis. When I didn't move, he raised his voice and told me to come over and suck him. I went over and he helped me get down and he put his penis up for me to suck. I put it in my mouth and started to suck it gently, but he wanted me to suck him hard, he wanted me to swallow him. His penis got hard, and then harder and he was holding my head and pushing my head down on him. I couldn't swallow him, he got angry and told me to stand up and he undid my pants and pulled out my penis and he sucked on it, sucked me until I was hard and then he showed me how to suck him so that I could swallow him.
He chose to go the bedroom, and there he got totally undressed and he got me undressed and put me on the bed and sucked on me and swallowed my penis, using his tongue and throat to pull on it. He gave me his penis and told me to do the same, I tried but gagged, and he pushed his penis in my mouth and told me to breathe through my nose, and take his penis and not gag. It took a long while, I had tears in my eyes, I gagged several times, until finally he got me to swallow him. He held my cheeks and told me what a good boy I was.
When he released me, he put me on the bed and kissed me while he played with my penis, kissing my mouth and sucking on my penis. He told me to turn over and get on my knees and he put his mouth on my hole and sucked and licked me while he played with my penis. I was expecting any moment for him to get on top of me, I was ready, I knew he was going to fuck me. I felt his finger as he pushed it into my hole, and then a cold cream he smeared on my butt and he pushed his fingers into me several times and he climbed up on the bed and stood over me and I felt his penis against my hole and then I was being fucked.
At first it was pushing it in, and then it was in and out and then faster and faster and I heard him release his breath and I knew he had come. I slowly laid down completely on the bed while he lay beside me and ran his hand over my bare butt and told me what a good boy I was. We stayed on the bed for a long time, falling asleep and waking up after noon. I could still feel the results of him fucking me. When he took me to my apartment, he gave me my share of the weeks work on the tax returns. He put his hand in my lap and grabbed me one more time before I got out and went back to my apartment.
I did tax returns with him all that season and the next, and he had influence at the hotel and I got a raise. And I learned how to make him happy with me, I learned how to suck him the way he liked, and I learned how to fuck with him, he liked to fuck and we tried several positions. For me my favorite was like we did it that first Saturday morning. I returned to college and then moved away. But after all these years I remember him and sometimes when I am with a young man, I think of him as I show them what I like them to do.
