Past Revisited

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Past RevisitedI was in my late thirties, college graduate and up and coming accountant, I was at my desk in my cubicle when the mail boy arrived. He handed me a package that had obviously been opened, nothing unusual about this save the fact it was clearly marked “..PERSONAL…”Items that were clearly marked for the company was usually opened and inspected for content and quality as well as to how to process what was inside. But mail marked “…PERSONAL…’was never opened, or it was, it was closed back in a matter that hid the opening.So I was some what unimpressed by the smile and wink from the mail boy and the obvious torn packaging…I opened the packaged and saw that it contained another envelope that was also opened. In side was a number of photos, from an earlier area of time, they were photo copies of ‘Polaroid Pictures’.There, on the very first snap shot, was the familiar face of and younger me, contorted in a pose of agony or ecstasy. i looked up quickly to see the mail boy going out the door, he turned back to me and smiled broadly. I continued to examine the rest of the pictures and was taken back some fifteen years, a third floor class room where I was assaulted by three terrible juvenile delinquents.Embarrassed, humiliated and some what defeated, I glanced around to see who else would be paying more attention to me then normal. Seeing no one looking in my direction, I grabbed my coat and went for the exit. I went down the stair well, not waiting for the elevator., taking the steps two or three at a time. Some how I made it to the basement, where the mail room was, before the ataşehir escort elevator.When the door opened there was the mail boy standing there, his face full of surprise to see me as I entered and pushed him back inside. He gasped something as I pushed the stop button and turned to him demanding in a not to gentile voice “…WHAT THE FUCK YOU MEAN OPENING MY MAIL…”He reached in to his bag and pulled out another envelope and handed it to me, the smile on his face irritated me to such an extent that I had to brace my self to keep from striking him. He stood there with a smirk on his face as i opened this package and saw duplicates of the photos. He spoke softly “…now start the damn elevator and tell me where we are gonna meet.Startled at his boldness I stuttered as I tried to speak, he raised his hand and said “…we meet tonight or tomorrow pictures are posted on the bulletin board on your floor…” The doors opened and the mail boy pushed past me saying “…you know my extension looking forward to hear from you…”The doors closed and I went up to my floor, went to my desk and started to wonder what I was going to do. This guy was at least twenty years old and was a no body in the company, but had my future in his hands. I was up for a promotion to supervisor and did not want anything to jeopardize that effort.I picked up the phone and dialed the mail room, the now familiar voice of the mail boy answered “…Joey H… how may I help you…?” I asked “…where you wish to meet…” his answer was simple “…my number is (40_)62_ kartal escort -8_6_, call me after you have t a room at the Red Roof on Hwy —…” the phone went dead.Yeah, I got the room and called his number when I was off, he asked for the room number and said he would be there by seven. At Seven twenty he still was nit there and I was about to call him when I heard a knock at the door. I went and looked out the peep hole,there he was standing there, I opened the door and he walked briskly in and flopped down in the chair.He looked at me and said “…no more bull shit, you are gonna do as I say and be glad about it or I’ll do what I told you. The question is how much you want that promotion and to keep your job…” I looked at him and asked “…OK, how much do you want ?…”He smiled and said “… you got it all wrong, I don’t want no money, not right now anyway. What I want is for you to act like a bitch, get buck naked on your fucking knees and start sucking my dick…” I looked at him and he continued “…before you start thinking my homies got copies and want the same shit. I;’m just here to get you used to what you gonna be doing for the next year…”I had to ask “…are you fucking crazy…” He stood up walked past me and opened the door. There stood another twenty something year old guy. He walked in and asked ‘…everything ready…” The mail boy looked at me and said “…think we are crazy now…”The Mail boy started to undress as did his friend, once they were out of their clothes they both started to stroke their cocks. The pendik escort Mail boy said to me “…think about it, tonight it’s just the three of us. to morrow every one in the building will know your secrete…” defeated I asked “…How do I know you still want tell…” They both started to laugh. The mail boy said to me ‘…that’s a risk you are gonna take. If you don’t please us, we lose nothing. Please us and you gain to good fucking dudes…”Seeing those two young black dicks being stroked triggered long stealth memories in me as I stood before them. The Mail boy’s cock was thick dark and elongated his friends was huge and squat, both was cut and fat glans on both. I admit I was moved to servicing them but I wanted assurance that this was as far as it would go.I asked “.. is this all you are gonna want…nothing else…” they looked at each other and turned to me saying “…you our bitch, when we want you you are to come, what we want you are to do, you are never to refuse us nor deny us. If you do, we tell your secrete, no one at work will ever know unless you spoil our fun…”I started to undress when the Mail boy went to his pants and pulled out some girly undies. “… we also want you to wear these every time we want you…” I looked at the panties that had no crotch and bra that had holes to my nipples. Reluctantly I dressed in my new uniform and knelt before them.The approached and stood on either side stroking their young cocks, I closed my eyes and started to raise my hands when the Mail boy cautioned “…no hands, open your fucking eyes and suck our dicks while you look up at us…” I turned my head and took the Mail boy’s cock into my lips, I sucked his cock as I tried to turn to take his partners cock. They both placed their hands on my head and guided their cocks into my lips as I sucked at their glans. I managed to keep looking up at them as I pleasured their fuck tools…Too be continued…

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