Date: Fri, 20 Nov 2009 17:21:30 +0000 From: losthighway15@hotmail.com Subject: Fucking the Boss I loved my job as a bar man. It was easy and satisfying work. However working in a club can be very stressful with all the drunken customers who verbally abuse you. You get use to it though. I had been working at a town club about two months when I had to work a shift with the boss. I had never thought it before when I had seen him; but he had this look about him. A look, which suggested power. He wasn't too tall and was well built. His name was Tony; he was 35 and married with two children. That shift was the first time I realised I wanted him, and I always get what I want. We started shift at 5. There was just he and I on until 10, which is when we usually get busy. I was busy doing the jobs to get ready for the night when someone ordered food. Tony was the chef for the evening, so I obviously had to tell him to cook the meals. After a few minutes of him being in the kitchen, the light flashed as it does when the food is ready. I went in. "Make me a coffee Daz in my big mug," He ordered. No please, no thank you. My thoughts were that he was in a pissed off mood like he usually was when in the kitchen. "Yeah sure", I replied. "How many sugars" "Three!" he said. I went back onto the bar and make him a big mug of coffee and took in into him and left it on the side. About 10 minutes later the food was ready and I went back into the kitchen. "You make a nice coffee Daz, You will have to be my coffee bitch from now on!" He laughed. I just smiled and took the food out to the table. He knew I was gay and was always making jokes and asking questions. Sometimes he even suggested that a customer was coming on to me. I just brushed it off all the time and usually went red. I came back to the bar and the light was flashing again. I went back into the kitchen and as I opened the door was spayed with water; another of his jokes. I spayed some water back and we both ended up drenched. It was quite a funny moment. I was worse off though because he never gives up. My shirt was soaked and my nipples fully erect from the cold water. Tony just stared at me. Then with his right hand, touched my left nipple, then stroked down towards my stomach. He suddenly realised what he was doing. "Ummm lets get you a shift from the office!" He said. He grabbed his half drunk coffee and headed to the office. He handed me a shirt and directed me to the staff room. I didn't move and took off my wet shirt revealing my wet body. Tony couldn't take his eyes away and my boss edged forward. He had a huge lump in his trouser bottoms. He took my hand and put it on his cock. I could feel it growing bigger. I played with it through his trouser bottoms his breathing was getting heavier and the smell of coffee on his breath made me wild. I kissed his lips and could taste it. I was hard at this point and wanted him so much. Just then' the phone rang. He pulled away. "You'd better get back to work mate" he said. There was an awkward silence. But I knew that he wanted me just as much as I wanted him. Part 2 A week past by and I was on the same shift again. I came in to find Tony in a suit, looking as hot as ever. I was already turned on. "Your on the breakdown tonight Daz" he said. This was a first for me and it felt good to be in charge of the end of the night. "I also need you to help cash up as Jason is not here." He carried on. "Sounds good to me boss, a bit more responsibility is always welcome." I replied. "Anyways can you make me a coffee?" He said. I did as he asked and took it to him in the office. He took it from me and gave me a list of jobs, which needed completing. This was not what I was expecting. Disappointed, I left the room and started the jobs. The night ticked over and before I knew it the end of the night had come. I took the first till off and Tony sat down with me and we counted it up together. He had a scent of lynx deodorant and again coffee. After that one, I sorted the other 5 tills on my own and by the time I had finished the rest of the staff had gone home. "Do you want a drink?" he asked. "Nah I am good cheers" I replied. "About last week. . . " He started. "Don't worry about it" I interrupted. "It's just I am married Daz. I can't fuck anything that comes along anymore. Especially not a guy. Especially not my staff. I nodded in response. "Anyways I better go," I said. "I'll walk you to the door!" As I went to the office door I turned round to say something. He was right behind me. I thought I would take the risk and kiss him. I leaned forward and kissed him. We locked mouths for a few seconds. Then he pulled away. I grabbed his semi hard cock in my hand. Then he grabbed my face with both hands and started kissing me. His tongue twirling with mine. He started off slow and got harder and faster. Swapping spit. I moved my hand to his chest and pulled off his tie and started to un-do his shirt. He stared at me. I pulled his shirt off and started sucking and licking his nipples. Again we kissed and I kissed down his neck, over his chest and down towards his cock. My cock was straining to get out and I could tell his as too. I un-did his belt and then his trousers. I teased by playing with his white briefs before pulling them down. His cock was huge. The biggest I had seen in my lifetime and that was only 19 years. He must have been 9 inches and it was so thick. I took it in my hand and started jerking it. He was oozing pre-cum and at that point I licked it off the end. His breathing was heavy. I started to suck his cock, sliding up and down it slowly. "You like my cock?" He asked. Yes boss "I mumbled". He put his hands on the back of my head and began fucking my face. Shoving it right to the back of my throat. I was in heaven. I un-did my own trousers and began jerking my cock. I stopped for a minute and felt my hole. Pushing it slowly. Fingering my nice smooth hole. "Oh you like being fucked do you?" he quizzed. "Yeah, more than anything" I answered. He pulled my up and kissed me. He then bent me over his desk. He went to his jacket on the back of the door. "Fuck!" he said. "What's up?" I asked. "I thought I had a jonnie in here for emergency's!" "Fuck me without one then!" I said. The thought of a hot guys cum in my hole made me wild. And this would be my boss' hot jizz. He came over and spat into his hand and rubbed in over my hole. He pushed his finger in and then used some more split. It felt so good. He spat on his own cock and rubbed it all over. It was bliss. He pushed his cock towards my hole. I had never had anything this big. He pushed some more. It hurt like hell. And then it slipped in. After a few seconds and several pushes, I felt him 9 inches in me. His breathing was heavier than ever and it felt so good. I jerked my own cock and he pounded my hole. After 5 minutes, his grunts turned into moans and I knew he was close. "I'm going to shoot. . . Where do you want it?" I pulled him in as far as I could and he knew the answer. Then he let out a huge moan and I felt a warm gush in my smooth hole. He lay there over me letting all his cum flow into my arse. At this point I cum myself all over his paperwork. His sweat dripped onto my back. He pulled out. I jumped to the floor and sucked the excess cum off his cock. " Fancy a coffee" he said out of breath "Yeah sure!" I replied "Be right back then" he said as he left the office. I sat there on the floor and noticed his mug on the desk. I grabbed it meaning to take it to him and then had a thought. I went to the staff room toilet and put the mug under my hole and let my boss' cum flow out. There was a bit of cold coffee left in the bottom. I waited until every last drop was out my hole and necked the lot. It tasted so great! I knew his cum would be the only thing I put in my coffee in the future. I licked the mug and wanted more instantly!