Date: Tue, 16 May 2006 17:40:41 -0400
From: niftyfan@gaylouisville.com
Subject: Billy's Training Program, Week 1

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Billy, wow, Billy is one hot little fucker. Hi, I'm Josh and I am a
trainer at a diploma mill Call Center in Kentucky. Diploma Mill, you
know, we are the ones with those cheesy commercials promising Associate
Degrees in Business Administration, Nursing and the exciting field of
Paralegals...blah blah blah. I train telephone drones to answer calls
from people who are excited to advance their career. After I train them,
our agents will get callers all excited and hot for their new education
and career goals. Me, I just get hot for cute guys in my training
classes.

It's really easy for me to get agent trainees excited about taking their
first call because I am very persuasive, I have a smooth voice and a
commanding presence at the front of the class. I am 24, 6'1 and I weigh
180 and it is all hard muscle. I am a workout fanatic. I have Jet Black
hair and blue eyes that every agent trainee is mesmerized by. I am not
being overly proud, just immodest. The women in my class all love me;
most of the guys hate me because of the way the ladies fawn all over me;
but some of the guys--some of the guys they really look like they want me
to do more than train them.

I don't mess around with guys at work (with one exception, my boss). My
boss, Dick, that is what I call him is another part of the story I will
get to shortly. I should say that I won't mess with any of the guys
while "at work" but once they are out of my class and OJT and we run
into one another at a bar or an adult book store--game on.

Back to Billy.  Billy is short and just a little stocky, well really he
just still hasn't lost his "baby fat. He's only 18, weighs 150 and is
5'6. Billy's eyes are big beuitful dark dark brown. His hair is light
curly brown and his chest and belly is covered with thick hair a shade
darker than on his head and no, none of are ever naked in class. I know
about Billy's body because I am also Billy's personal fitness trainer.
I'll tell you all about that too but first back to Dick, my boss.

Dick is a motherfucking asshole but I love to suck his huge cock whenever
he asks. That's right, I am a cocksucker. It always starts out the same
way. Dick (his real name is Howard) comes to me, places his hand on my
shoulder and says, "I need your assistance. Can you help a buddy out?)
Each time I feel his hand on my shoulder, my heart begins to race and my
cock begins to get hard. Today is just like any other day when he is
horny. He leads me up to the unfinished 5th floor, waits for me to get on
my knees with my back against the wall and then he moves into position in
front of me. Dick puts his hands on my head and that 's my que to begin.

I tuck his tie  into his shirt between two buttons, unbuckle his belt,
pull down his zipper, and pull his beautiful, fat, 8" cock (honest to
god) and pull on it a few strokes. I open my mouth wide and his slides
in. Boy oh boy, does he slide in. Dick is a real bastard but I love to
suck his cock. I am goal orientated and today, after 12 blow jobs for
Dick, I am going to get that monster all that way down my throat. I'll
sweat but I will enjoy it. Sucking cock is how I get off. Well, more
precisely, I am all about giving pleasure, Giving head is just one way I
do it and it is  my  very favorite way.

So, while Dick is fucking my face, my mouth is stretched to the limit.
Try as I might, Dick won't let me kiss his cock or roll my tongue around
it's head, nibble or anything else; for him it is just straight face
fuck. He controls my head with his hands, bobbing my face back and forth,
back and forth. With each of his even strokes, I relax my throat muscles
as much as possible. I actually researched about throat relaxation on a
few web sites. Two straight sex pay sites and of all places, a medical
school site. After about ten minutes I did it!  I got the whole monster
down my throat. It was weird too, it was like he did a double take. He
pulled back and then in again and pulled out and stopped when he realized
what I had accomplished. He froze for a moment with just the head of his
cock in my mouth, let out as little shudder, exhaled a deep breath and
slid back in. The look on his face filled me with excitement and pride,
for an instant. Now that he found his spot deep in my throat he fucked my
face until tears fell from my eyes. It hurt like hell and yet, I was so
hard I thought my pants would rip. After seven strokes like this his legs
began to shake and on his last stroke he forced my head down hard and
tight like a vice. He was choking me, I couldn't breath and then I saw
stars. He came in my throat, which is usual, but there was so much of his
love juice I thought I was going to throw up or die. If he didn't finish
when he did, I am sure I would have passed out.

After he finished, he zipped up, buckled up, arranged his tie and ran his
hand through my hair and said, "Good boy, thanks buddy," and left just
like always. "Good Boy;" I hate it when he calls me that. The fucker is
only three years older than me. I never get off after blowing him, there
is no time. I am either due back in class or due in a meeting or filing
reports. I usually go down to the gym in our building's basement and do
my regular work out. Then, when I shower afterwards, I usually beat off.
This was exactly what I was going to do after I finished class today.
Today though, after class, Billy came to the podium as I was picking up
my gym bag ready to go. " Can I ask a question," Billy said. "Sure,
what's up? You aren't worried about the assessment are you?"

"No, no... I um, I notice you are always caring your gym bag after class
and well, you ah... you...you work out a lot, I can tell," Billy was
beginning to blush. He was so cute. His puppy dog eyes were really
getting me hard. I could tell that there was definitely some pleasure
that I could show him. Billy began again, "I mean you are strong, and
big and um, you really look like you know your way around the gym and
well, I need a little help in that department. I have gone to the gym
twice and I just don't know where to begin. I feel stupid asking...and I
will understand if you don't want to but, could I come with you? I want
you ... I'm asking if you will show me the ropes."

GAWD, I thought. This is too much. I said, "Sure, anything to help a
buddy out."

Look for Billy's training program, Week 1, continued soon. In the
meantime, if you have any feedback write me at
niftyfan@gaylouisville.com.