The Interview

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The InterviewWhen I opened the door and looked in the room, he was on the bed facing me.There was no hint of surprise on his handsome face. No sign ofembarrassment. Instead he was smiling that come-on smile he was so famousfor. He arched his back and stretched his legs apart.Seeing him naked, his cock sticking straight up, hard and totally exposed,excited me, even though I was not gay. The sheer audacity of it waserotic, titillating, and caused me to wonder what it would be like to kneeldown on the floor, supported by the bed, and kiss that enticing naked pieceof hot male meat. I could feel a stirring in my loins, but just the fearof the possibility of liking it made me turn away.”Don’t go,” he said, “You’ve just got here. I’ve been waiting for you.”and then he added, “Jesus Christ you smell, you’re fuckin’ covered withsweat.””Yes, I’ve been running….guess I’d better shower.””God, I love that. That fucking smell. Come here, man let me taste it.”He always did that when I just came in from running. It was what I wanted.Secretly, that is, never even admitting it to myself. All through the runI thought of him. Thought of him on the bed, naked, waiting for me.Waiting for my sweaty naked body. My running shorts were soaked with it.I could feel the flow of sweat running down my legs from my balls.I lay on the bed beside him, my hands under my head, elbows to the ceiling.”Ah Jesus,” he whispered, “God I love you. Why could’t you be gay. Queer,just like me.””I’m not Jeff. So don’t get funny with me. I’m here, just like everyafternoon at 4:30, and you can suck me off, but that’s it, Okay?””Yeah man,” he said, and he rolled his naked body over, so that he was onhis stomach, and he buried his face in my armpit, inhaling a great gust ofsweat smell. “Jesus,” he whispered again, and his teeth tugged at the finewet hairs and his tongue licked the sweat away leaving his sweet saliva inits place. God, he’d do anything for me. Anything. He already did itall, didn’t he? In the three years we shared the dorm room? He moved hismouth to a nipple, then the other, sucking, tiny bites of pleasure, alwaysslurping up the sweat.He buried his face in the hollow of my shorts. Hollow except for the tentmade by my hard-on, God that felt good. I raised my hips and he took mysweaty shorts in his teeth, and tugged at them, freeing the cock, he pulledthem over my hips, down to my ankles and off.Now I was naked too. I felt his hot breath as his mouth got closer to themoist aromatic balls. Jesus god Jeff, I’m so fucking horny, and I raisedmy hips up off the mattress rolling my cock and balls over his face. Hehadn’t shaved in days, and the stubble of his growing beard was an abrasivepleasure that can only happen with a male lover.He opened his mouth and swallowed my cock into it. Hot and wet. Jesus!So hot and wet. I pushed it in. All the way. The tip buried deep intohis throat. My shaved balls rolled over his rough chin……. “AaaaaaahGOD !!! AAAAAAAAAH!!!!! And the exquisite jolt of pleasure shattered downmy spine. The cum shot out of my hard erect cock. He fell in a heap uponmy naked body, his face buried in my hairy loins, licking again at the oncemore accumulated sweat.We were exhausted from our daily pleasure. Constant and always there.Never diminished. The intensity of it hit him as much as me. His nakedbody too, was inundated with the heat of passion. Our sweat mingled as helay on top of me. He tried to kiss me, but I turned away. “I’m notqueer,” I told him, and I pulled away to the other side of the bed. Thedaily ritual completed once more. Time to return to reality.”I do love you,” he whispered, his voice tight, hoarse with the strain ofgiving. There was honesty in it. Truth in what he said. Yet I denied it,refused to accept it.I got up, pulled on my shorts and grabbed a towel. It failed to cover astill soaring cock. It was shower time, time to be myself again. I lefthim, still naked on the bed, knowing that he was caught up in the heat ofhis excesses, his love and passion, unrequited.Alone in the shower room, I noticed the reflection of a handsome man. Hewas young. His body was perfection, with muscles, and hair, and tannedsmooth skin, all in the right places. I felt a surge of continuing sexualneed, horny ….. as though the suck he gave me wasn’t enough. I wanted,and needed, more. Turning to the vision of the handsome naked man picturedin the floor to ceiling mirror, I realized the image was of me. It was mynaked body. And I smiled, breaking into unexpected laughter, and I beganto masturbate, watching every stroke, every changed expression on myhandsome face……until the face changed into the face of Jeff.”I love sucking your cock,” he said simply, a grin on his face, when Ireturned from the shower room.”Yeah.””I’m going to miss you next year.” I was a graduating senior, he still hada year to go.”Yeah, me too.” I really didn’t want to talk about it, but I turned tohim, “Jeff, I’m really sorry I can’t get you off. You deserve more fromme…””Hush, baby,” he grinned, “I got what I wanted. It’s okay,” and to changethe subject he said, “Your appointment with the recruiter is for tomorrowafternoon at 2:30. They called and set it up. Important, they said.” Andwith that he flipped over on the bed showing his firm and rounded bubblebutt and a brief surge of interest found bahis siteleri its way to my ever pulsatingloins. We never tried that, though he wanted too. And I settled down onmy own bed, and reaching for Sports Ilustrated I pretended to read…………………….The recruiter, Jeff referred to was from Collins, Dayton. Probably themost prestigious law firm in the whole state. Every law student,reverently bowed his head and closed his eyes whenever it was mentioned asa possible destination after graduating. It was everyone’s goal, but onlyone mans’ destiny, and this year I was the one they selected to interview.There were two of them. Two serious, handsome, well-groomed men scoutingthe classroom throughout the final semester. Scouting me!At 2:30 sharp I opened the door to Royce Hall and found the appropriateroom just off the main entrance. That I was polished to the highest degreeof professionalism is an understatement, of course, just as to say I wasnot nervous is an understatement too. I wanted the job, if one could callbeing on the staff at Collins, a job, and the enormous possibility of ithad me out on the edge.They both looked at me as I walked to the interview table, appraising everystep I took, every wrinkle in my new suit, making a judgement call evenbefore I could defend myself. Was it a smile or a sneer that flashedacross the face of the older man, the man who seemed to be in charge?And while they looked, neither spoke, but they seemed to be waiting for meto say the first words.”Good afternoon,” I said with a stiff smile, “I’m Danny Tobin,” and Iextended my hand, first to the older man, who shook it with no welcomingpressure, and said his name was Bradley, and then to the younger one, whoidentified himself as Alex.”Thank you for coming.”There was a long pause. An evaluation of physical presence. The academicachievements had already been presented and reviewed and apparentlyaccepted.”Frankly, we only wanted to meet you. We’ve already decided you’re ourboy,” Bradley said with a smile, “We’ve been studying you for the pastthree years. Checked everything. Even talked to your roommate. What hasto be decided is whether or not you want to join us.”Alex nodded his head confirming everything that Bradley said. He wasprobably the most beautiful male a****l I had ever seen. Even the supernervousness of the occasion was over-shadowed by the excitement of beingthis close to him. I mean he impacted me. God he was one handsome machoman. And a familiar shot of sudden lust settled in my loins. Jesus! Iwondered. What in the hell’s happening to me.Not knowing what to say, I remained silent, with a foolish smile flashingacross my face. This was not what I expected. All the practiced speechesabout how much I really wanted this job, and how qualified I felt I was,fled like a flock of frightened birds. Want the job? of course I wantedthe job.Mr. Bradley stood up and began to pace back and forth. I could visualizehim in a courtroom before a jury, “We would use you in our EntertainmentLaw Department. Alex here would be your boss, show you the ropes…what’sexpected of you. It’s a little different than what you might think….” hehesitated. Turning to Alex he asked in a low voice, “You want to take itfrom here, Al?”The silent impasse was puzzling. There’s something funny here, I thought tomyself.”Leave me alone with him, Brad. Let me handle it from this point, Okay?”We shook hands and Mr Bradley left the room, and I was alone with thishandsome man that I was beginning to have strange feelings about. God!And they talked to Jeff? Shit! Dear Jeff, he never mentioned it.Pacing the room, he began his dialogue. It was well prepared, soundingalmost canned. “Entertainment law is interesting in itself, but what ismore interesting is the excitement of the clients. They are a differentbreed. Brilliant, talented, sensitive, bored and full of ego. Ego sothick you can cut it with a knife. They think their shit doesn’t stink.”He looked at me, calculating my reaction to the vulgarism.I smiled, still like an imbecile, for words were beyond me. I was capturedin the excitement of being with this beautiful hunk. A gorgeous malea****l. He wore no tie and his shirt was open, but wasn’t it just the topbutton, I thought? When did he unbutton the others? For now it fell open,revealing a slightly hairy chest, natural in dimension, tanned a toastedbronze, capped by two of the most luscious suckable nipples I had ever seenon a man. A womans’ nipples on a firm flat muscular chest, teasing me ashis shirt opened and closed with each thrust of his shoulders. God! I’mgoing bonkers, I thought. He smiled.”We handle contracts, residuals, purchase of property,” he continued, “Andof course, sc****s with the law.”He placed his hands in his pocket causing his shirt to fall back again.I forced myself to look at his handsome face, the angular planes thatdefined his features, the dark brown eyes, shaded by dark shaggy brows, thesmiling full lips that moved enticingly as he spoke. I risked a glance athis bare chest, felt the now familiar stirring, and wondered where all thiswas heading. I almost involuntarily reached out to touch the swollen brownberries that perched on each mound of his breast. I looked at him again.He was smiling broadly, perfect white teeth, a pink tongue rolling over canlı bahis histhick lips.”Right now our biggest case is with our most popular star. Indecentexposure, lewd conduct, with a male hustler in Griffith Park. ” His handstouched his crotch, or did they? “Naked, on his knees, sucking cock beforeGod and everyone else. Some of these egos think they can do no wrong. Canget away with anything.” He paused lowering his head as though he weresuddenly siezed with a bout of shyness, “I know you’re not queer. But youdon’t mind working with them do you?”Still tongue tied like a blithering idiot, I nodded, trying to smile anagreeable smile. “No, I don’t,” I croaked, wondering if I was queer, justlike Jeff and that movie star in Griffith Park.”They expect more than just an educated opinion on a legal matter. Theyare beautiful, well-cared for, handsome men, idolized by fans who forgivetheir indiscretions. And they expect you to forgive them too.” He pausedfor a moment, as though he were trying together courage to say somthing,and what he had to say was surprising, yet I wasn’t surprised. “They wantyour mind, but they want you body, too. Your attendance at their parties.Playing their games with them and their friends, is expected.”He moved closer to me. His eyes caught mine. It was as though he werehypnotizing me as he spoke. Certainly he had taken control, he was thedominate one, carefully forcing his pherenomes on mine.I could smell him now. Not the sweet smell of cologne, but the warm harshwet smell of aroused passion. His shirt tails were out of the confines ofhis slacks, floating aimlessly. How in the hell did that happen? Heshrugged his shoulders, and the shirt fell away on to the floor. From thewaist up he was naked. Standing so close to me, his nipples brushedagainst my interview suit. My god! I felt the blood rush to my cock. Hewas grinning, looking directly at me with those dark flashing eyes,shielded by long furry lashes. “They want sex. Just as you and I do. Andthey’re used to getting what they want.”And he took my sweating hand in his dry one, and with a gentle pressurecarried it to his right nipple, and bending forward, pressed his openedlips against mine, and his moist hot tongue slipped easily inside. Iaccepted it, liked it, and responded by touching the erection caught in hisslacks, and he pulled away.”You are one hot man,” he whispered in my ear. His warm breath adding tothe excitement.Oh god! I was ready to do anything. For him and his clients.”You want it too, don’t you?” He asked.”Yes,” I croaked in a tight voice.Let’s go,” he said abruptly, reaching for his shirt and slipping his armsinto it.We drove in silence for just a short distance. When he turned north onStone Canyon I knew somehow we were going to the Bel Air. The attendanttook the car and he led me through the simple lobby of this prestigioushotel, to a lovely garden, stopping at one of the bungalows.He poured gin over ice. Handed one to me, sipping the other. Neither ofus spoke. He smiled, and I trembled with anticipation, for it was clear tome now where all this was going. What I must do to get the job withCollins. And with the beautiful Alex I was ready. Ready to do what Jeffwanted me to do for the three years we roomed together.He toasted me with his glass of Tanquerey. Sipped the intoxicating silkenliquid, while we kissed and fondled each other in the darkened hotel suite.He was eager, just as I was. Though we proceeded slowly, takin off ourclothes, one garment at a time, loving and kissing exposed flesh, chewingon loose lips, tasting mouth juices with secret tongues, exploring all thecrevisses, the secret places. Soon, except for silken briefs, we werenaked, entangled in a web of horny need.The silky hairs caught in his pits were moist and acid tasting. Theexploding nipples responded to each kiss, each nibble on the erect tissue.The hairy loins framed an engorged cock and low hanging hairy balls,creating hunger and a need to touch, to look at, to feel, to suck. Ah! Tosuck! A great flush of desire to suck. Jesus! In a frenzy, I slipped tomy knees and tore off the silken briefs. Literally. Shredded them touselessness. No protection. No shield. No cover of the precious jewels.We were naked! Totally, completely naked.He fell onto to a leather chair. Sitting quietly, his eyes shrouded by thealmost closed lids. He spread his knees, tacitly inviting access.His cock was long. Oh so fucking long. Designed for deep penetration downan open willing throat, or inserted in a tight ass hole. And it wasnarrow, too. Slender and graceful, yet leaking power, sticking out from apubic patch of thick dark hair, like a giant wiener, hot and boiled, readyto be eaten.I touched the slender shaft. A tentative kiss from timid lips, opened, yetnot quite ready. I fingered the low hanging testicles, marveling at theirfragile velvet touch.Pulling away, I leaned back, sitting on my ankles, and looked at him. Hisbrown eyes sparkled with suppressed laughter as though he were the winner.He was, of course, or was he? Later I learned that the victory was mine,it was I who received the most complete pleasure from our sexual dance.It would seem, considering the intensity of the moment, the electriccurrents surging all around us, that we would be locked in anuncontrollable embrace of giving and taking, güvenilir bahis but we were not. Instead, Isavored the luscious thrill of expectation. My own swollen cock was sorich in exciting sensation, that I wanted to prolong this intense pleasure.Looking at him, and knowing I could have it all at any time, was excitingenough to satisfy the moment. And so I postponed the moment of doing it.His piercing brown eyes, and serious cast to his face, reflected a hornyhunger that equaled mine. He wanted it too, but he wanted it now. Heraised his hips off the chair so that his cock brushed against my lips.His testicles, low hanging and hairy, swung forward and rubbed against mychin. There was a drop of pre-cum resting on the piss slit and my tongueflicked it off. My first taste. I was so fucking hot from the sight andsmell of this beautiful a****l that I kissed those humid balls licking awaythe sweat. I traced my tongue up the shaft of his cock, and licked thetip. I made love to his cock and balls, just as Jeff had done to mine,every afternoon for the past three years, and I loved it. Loved theexquisite sense of giving pleasure to this beautiful man who lay naked infront of me. God! And for a brief it was as though it was Jeff’s cock ilusted for.I was beyond control now, licking and slurping and sucking on his gianterection, loving the humping of his hips as he fucked it deeper into mythroat. I loved the moan and cry of pleasure, knowing that I was causingit, giving him the enormous pleasure of the suck, and then the explosion,the great wads of cum shooting down my throat as though fired from anautomatic weapon.I knew in an instant the pleasure that had been Jeff’s, the pleasure thatonly one man can give another. Jeff. Ah Jeff! As I swallowed the floodof salty love-cream, I thought of Jeff, sweet Jeff who had been so patient,so loving and caring. Waiting for me to awaken to what and who I was, andI fell back on the soft carpet that covered the floor, exhausted withpleasure, relieved and happy in my new knowledge.”So you’re not queer,” he whispered, after a long moment of silence. Therewas humor in his voice, like as though he knew all along I was. “You’regood, you know. sucking my cock and balls like a hot queer man. You readyfor some more…..?”God! Yes I wanted more! Lusted for more! Needed more to satisfy this newhorny erotic hunger for sex! I nodded my head, licking my lips with mytongue, And I bent forward to take his still swollen cock. “Not me man,You already did me.” And he turned his head toward the door that was tothe bedroom of the suite. “He’s all yours,” he yelled with a chuckle, andthe door opened.Standing there was the most famous movie star in America. Stark naked! Ohmy god! Naked, and grinning that famous smile, frankly open and welcoming,yet shy at the same time, his head tilted down in a bashful way.”Come into the bedroom, Danny, I’ve been waiting for you……” he said,and he put his famous arms around my naked shoulders, and kissed me with apassion even greater than the hot searing passion reflected so many timeson the giant screen. And the heat of his body combined with the heat ofmine.He led me to the giant bed with silk sheets. It was big, and easilyaccommodated the three of us as we explored the ways of gay sex, and thefamous Matt Cruise sucked my cock, and my new boss, Alex, washed his wettongue in the crack between my buttocks preparing me for Matt’s fuck. Andall the while I thought of Jeff. But when it was over I knew I got thejob.Several hours later, after we did it all, I went back to the dorm. When Iopened the door and looked in the room, Jeff was on the bed facing me. Asmile of welcome flashed across his face. He was naked, of course, as healways was, and seeing his cock jutting up out of the patch of pubic hairexcited me.”How did it go,” he asked.”Okay. I got the job.””I knew you would.” His voice was wistful, almost sad as though he wouldrather I hadn’t passed the interview. “I guess things will change now,” hesaid quietly, almost in a whisper.Seeing him lying there on the bed, as he had all the other afternoons ofthe last three years, I knew my decision was the right one. “Jeff,” Isaid. “I want to ask you something.””Yes? Okay, what is it?””You said you loved me. Not just once, but lots of times. ‘I Love you,’you’d say. Every afternoon when you got me off.””Yes, I said it. So what about it now?” He stopped for a minute, smiled,”It’s true. Danny, I do love you, As much as anyone can love anyone.””I learned a lot this afternoon, Jeff, different things than what you mightthink.” He looked up at me, a questioning expression on his handsome face,and he waited for me to continue. “I guess the best thing I learned, Jeff,is that I love you too. I guess I’m queer, just like you, Jeff. I realizethat now. It’s something that’s always been there. I love you so much, mydear Jeff, with all my heart.” I paused a moment, and then I Lookeddirectly into his blue eyes, “I’m not taking the job with Collins, Jeff.Don’t ask me why. Not now. Someday I’ll tell you the whole bit. But Idon’t want to work for them. I’m going to take some classes next year.Stay in college for another term, so I can be with you…..if that’s okay,with you, I mean. If we can still room together.” And as I said what Iwanted to say, I took off my clothes, dropping them to the floor, one byone, and when I finished my speech, I was naked, and I fell into his openarms.Pressing my naked body against his, I kissed him, and slipping my tongueinto his warm open mouth, we began to make love.

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