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Gay Stories
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Gay Male / 29
Sucking Up To Your Boss Pays Off
After law school I got picked up by a large industrial company for there HR department. I worked closely with the HR Director and he got me involved and gave me more than my share of attention. I got invited to join him on a 10K charity run, meet him at his house and we would go together.
After the run he invited me in. We stood in the kitchen, on his wall was a collector's plate. Greek looking, with figures. Upon examination the figures were men in all sorts of sex acts, anal, oral, back to front, front to back. It was curio art, definitely with a theme. We talked about our college experience, he went to college in San Francisco, I went to college and law school in Illinois. The wine, the cheese plate, the conversation in our running shorts. I suppose you only see something if you're looking for it. There on the side table was a wooden carving, the closer I looked I began to realize it was an 8 inch wooden stylized penis.
I started to think that just maybe he was gay. I looked at him. long hairy legs, narrow hips, and I could see his jock strap under his running shorts. Is he or isn't he? That is the question. I took the carving in my hand to examine it, I asked him what it was. He told me it was a Polynesian dildo. It felt good in my hand, he laughed and said he had it carved for him. If I wanted he could model the real thing for me. And he stood and showed me his amazing dick.
Not everyone appreciated phallic beauty, I do. My problem is I don't just want to admire it. I put the carving next to the real thing and concluded it might just be the real thing. Being a bit impulsive I took his dick in my hand and put it in my mouth, closed my eyes and gave it my all. His firm hand on my head told me I had done the right thing. Soon, we were on his bed enjoying the male smells of after run sweat. The taste, the firmness of unexpected dick. He let me experience in the flesh what others experience from a dildo.
When, many moons later, I asked him to recommend me for an opening in corporate he was glad to do so. Blowjobs do open doors, if you give a blowjob to a man that's connected.
After the run he invited me in. We stood in the kitchen, on his wall was a collector's plate. Greek looking, with figures. Upon examination the figures were men in all sorts of sex acts, anal, oral, back to front, front to back. It was curio art, definitely with a theme. We talked about our college experience, he went to college in San Francisco, I went to college and law school in Illinois. The wine, the cheese plate, the conversation in our running shorts. I suppose you only see something if you're looking for it. There on the side table was a wooden carving, the closer I looked I began to realize it was an 8 inch wooden stylized penis.
I started to think that just maybe he was gay. I looked at him. long hairy legs, narrow hips, and I could see his jock strap under his running shorts. Is he or isn't he? That is the question. I took the carving in my hand to examine it, I asked him what it was. He told me it was a Polynesian dildo. It felt good in my hand, he laughed and said he had it carved for him. If I wanted he could model the real thing for me. And he stood and showed me his amazing dick.
Not everyone appreciated phallic beauty, I do. My problem is I don't just want to admire it. I put the carving next to the real thing and concluded it might just be the real thing. Being a bit impulsive I took his dick in my hand and put it in my mouth, closed my eyes and gave it my all. His firm hand on my head told me I had done the right thing. Soon, we were on his bed enjoying the male smells of after run sweat. The taste, the firmness of unexpected dick. He let me experience in the flesh what others experience from a dildo.
When, many moons later, I asked him to recommend me for an opening in corporate he was glad to do so. Blowjobs do open doors, if you give a blowjob to a man that's connected.
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