Date: Tue, 30 Oct 2018 14:02:49 -0000
From: IH
Subject: The manager and the trainee

The manager and the trainee

About two and a half years had passed since I'd had my homosexual
encounters with a scoutmaster as a sea scout and I was now working a
Saturday job at a small shop in town. I'd had no homo involvement over that
time – indeed I'd had a couple of girlfriends and some sexual fumblings
with them, but no intercourse. In fact, I found girls pretty although
however much I tried I didn't find them particularly sexual.

My father and step mother were very strict about me staying out in the
evening, insisting I was home for 10pm on Saturday, which was a killer for
a teenager's social life. The manager of the shop I worked at – a small,
slim man in his late 30s, but who looked and dressed older – knew of my
problems and after a while said to me, `what about you tell your parents
you're staying in town at my house and I'll vouch for you.' So I told them
and after some hesitation they said, yes, that's ok, then be on the 10am
bus home on Sunday.

The first weekend this happened I got back to the manager's house about
11.30pm and he was still up and said did I have a good time and did I want
a beer before bed. We sat drinking our beers and he said to me that if I'd
had a good time and wanted some `stimulation' (which I didn't get what he
meant) during the night there was a box on the top of the wardrobe I should
look in and off he went to bed. I laid in bed for about half an hour
wondering about the box and thinking I'd get it down when I thought he'd
fallen asleep, which I did. Inside were some girlie mags, but as I lifted
them out further down the box I caught site of the cover of a magazine with
a man on it. When I looked it was a magazine full of pictures of muscle
men, except that in quite a few of the pictures they were nude, and in some
they had stiff cocks (including one picture I can still remember to this
day of two tanned muscle men standing side by side, flexing their arm
muscles and both with stiff, shaved, circumsized, cocks).

Despite spending the best part of two years since the scoutmaster telling
myself that homosexual sex was filthy and evil and I'd never do it again I
could feel my cock getting stiff. I looked at the magazines at the bottom
of the box and they were all of men, and there amongst them was one that
obviously featured boys and men. I took it out and pushed my pants down and
started to stroke my cock. At which point there was a knock on the door and
before I could say anything manager opened the door. `Oh, I see' he said,
`it looks like you like what I like.'. Smiling he came into the room and
sat next to me as I tried to cover my erection with the bed sheet. But the
homo magazines were on clear show so there was no doubt what I'd been
attracted to. He put his hand on my bare leg and said, `don't worry, I was
hoping you might like men. Have you ever had sex with a man or another
boy?'  I didn't see the point in lying and said I had with men, but didn't
elaborate. At which point he lifted the blanket off my cock so he could see
it and said,' that's a lovely young cock. I bet lots of queer men would
like to suck it.'

At that point I thought he was going to ask to have sex, but he said that
he liked it better to watch and would I carry on looking at the magazines
and tell him which pictures I liked most as I wanked off. He then sat in a
chair at the foot of the bed while I propped myself up with pillows and
started to flick through the magazines, rubbing my cock and showing him the
pictures I really liked. I started with the muscle men, which was not
something I'd ever seen before but certainly made me hard (as they still
do) and finally shot a really big load when I got to a picture of a boy
being fucked in the arse by a man while another stuck his cock in his
mouth. My cum was so good that some shot over my shoulder and hit the wall,
which I apologised for but he said not to worry `it would be a good
reminder for him of what he'd just seen.'

By this time it was gone 1.30 am and he said we better get to sleep as I'm
sure we'll both sleep well after that. He got up and put the magazines back
in the box and then said that if I felt horny in the morning and wanted to
look at the magazines again I was to call him. Sure enough, I was awake for
7.30 with a major hardon. I tried to resist getting up and asking him for
the magazines but in the end thought, why bother. He's seen me wank and
knows I like the stuff. So I knocked on his bedroom door and he called out
and said he'd bring the magazines to the living room where it was warmer
and to make some tea.

A short while later he came into the room in his dressing gown (I had a tee
shirt and my pants on) and gave me all the homo magazines. He asked if I
needed to wank again and I said that I thought I wasn't interested in
homosexual stuff anymore as it'd been several years since I had sex with a
man, but now I'd seen the pictures I knew I needed to do queer things
again. He said there was nothing wrong with that as long as we kept it
quiet, and that he was more than happy for me to stay at his house every
Saturday night so I could look at the magazines and that now he knew what I
liked he knew a man he could get some new magazines from. He then told me
that he wouldn't want sex with me but he would want to take photos of me
nude and wanking.

While I started looking through the magazines again for the pictures that
really got me off he went and got his camera and when he came back I took
off my clothes and sat in his armchair and wanked while he took pictures. I
have to say I found it horny and soon shot my load onto my chest, at which
point I thought, I know what'll get him going, if I eat my own cum. So I
scrapped it off my stomach and chest with my hand and licked it off as he
carried on taking pictures.

By the following Saturday I was desperate despite having had many wanks
over the course of the week thinking about the pictures I'd seen. When we
left work we went straight to his house and he said we should really eat
something first because he'd got quite a few new magazines for me to look
at. I ate as fast as I could – and I think he did too – and then he
went off and came back with five new magazines. The first he gave me was
more muscle men – only this time they were all nude and some pictures
they were sucking cock and playing with each other. My cock was now rock
hard and I desperately wanted to wank, but he said we should look through
all the magazines first. The last featured only boys of all ages, all
naked, hard and mostly sucking and fucking. After I got to the end of this
magazine he said to me what would I think if another boy came round and we
played together like the boys in the magazine while he took pictures. To be
honest I was so horny by then I'd have had sex with a male monkey, so I
said yes, and he said that was good as his cousin Andrew, who was 15 would
be around at 8pm. In the meantime, we could both have a bath so we were
`clean and shiny' when he arrived.

Just before 8pm there was a knock at the door and Andrew came in, he was
the same height as me (about 5'.6'') and very slim with dark hair and quite
pale complexion. Manager said why didn't we sit at the table while I show
him the new magazines while he went and got some beers. He was only gone
five minutes but by the time he came back my cock was rock hard and I could
tell Andrew liked what he was looking at. Manager said, `have you kissed
each other yet?', and I looked at Andrew and lent over and kissed him on
the lips. His tongue came out and we started to properly snog, while I
reached under the table to feel his cock, which was really stiff and quite
long (longer than mine, which I was both pleased about and a bit
disappointed for me).

Manager said, `as there's nobody else here except for us why don't you both
take your clothes off, which we did. After I'd taken off my socks I stood
up to see Andrew in front of me. He was very pale and slim, with dark pubes
in a small square above his cock but apart from that was hairless. His cock
was at least 7 inches long and had a bend to the left, which was cute. He
also had quite pronounced nipples which I liked as I could imagine playing
with them and them being very sensitive. My own cock was rock hard,
sticking up at 45 degrees. He took a few steps forward and took my cock in
his hand and I then did the same and we started slowly wanking each other,
while looking straight at each other. I'm not sure what signal passed
between us but we suddenly starting snogging like crazy, grinding our
crotches and cocks together as we did.

After a few minutes of this we parted and I noticed manager was already
taking pictures, so I said to Andrew did he mind, and he said that manager
had been taking nude pictures of him since he was about ten, so no he
didn't. He then said that he'd like to `sixty-nine' me, which I had no idea
what that was, but he opened one of the magazines and showed me two men
lying side by side but the opposite way round so that they could each suck
the other's cock. He led me to the couch and we got on like in the picture
and started sucking each other while manager stood watching and every now
and again taking a picture. I have to say it was good. Andrew had quite a
lot of precum on his cock which I got on my fingers and then rubbed into
his bum-hole which made him squirm and moan. It wasn't long before he told
me he was going to cum and so I sped up and we both emptied cum into each
other's mouths.

The rest of the evening we were exhausted and just watched telly. But at
11pm manager said he was off to bed and that we should sleep together in
the spare room. When we got into bed my cock was hard and I knew Andrew was
too. Although I'd never felt I wanted to fuck another boy before then –
I liked being fucked too much – I had an overwhelming urge to fuck
Andrew and told him so. But he said that he wanted to fuck me first as he
thought I probably really liked being fucked and that he hadn't been fucked
more than once. I said that it might be messy as we hadn't had an enema
– which he didn't know about – so I went to the loo. When I got back
he was sitting on the edge of the bed with a magazine open on pictures of
boys fucking and his cock hard, plus a pot of Vaseline, and so I stood with
my bum to him as he rubbed Vaseline in and put his finger up my bum hole. I
then sat back on his cock, which being a boy cock and not that thick
slipped into my bum pretty easily.

I have to say I was in heaven straight away as the feeling at the back of
my cock kicked in. I leant back and twisted my head so we could snog as he
thrust into me while I jigged on his cock. After a while of doing that we
laid back on the bed and we continued fucking, until he said to me that he
wanted to fuck me `like a girl'. So he pulled out, and got on top of me as
I opened my legs wide and he slipped his cock back in and started to fuck
me really hard and fast. It was the first time I'd been fucked `missionary
position'. A good thing about it was that I could see the expression of
lust on Andrew's face as he rammed his cock into me. I reached up and
started to play with his nipples. He groaned. `Slow down a bit', I
said. `We want to make this last, don't we?' Without slowing his pace, he
said, `No way. Your hole is so tight I can't stop now. I'm gonna cum any
minute.' He shut his eyes and started to gasp: `Oh god! Oh fuck! oh, oh!'
And I felt him empty his load into me as a massive orgasm hit him.

He collapsed on top of me and just at that moment the bedroom door opened
and the manager stepped in. He was naked and he had his hand round his
stiff cock. `I try to resist having sex with my boys,' he said, `But having
laid in bed for the past twenty minutes listening to you two fuck I just
have to break that rule.' Andrew rolled off me with his still semi hard
cock making a `plop' as it slipped out of my bum. I looked up at manager
and said, `Why don't you come over here and carry on where your cousin has
just left off?' he didn't hesitate and within minutes I was being fucked
slow and hard. It was going to be Andrew's turn to take the pictures now.