Date: Wed, 16 Feb 2005 02:34:32 -0000
From: Ted Gay <tedgay@btinternet.com>
Subject: Relief Work - Part 1

'Have you done relief work before?' he asked me at the beginning of the
interview in his office. He was about 26, handsome, clean-shaven and
dressed in a smart dark pinstripe suit, with a white collar and dark blue
tie. The smell of his after-shave was very overpowering; it filled the
room and made me dizzy as I gazed into his sexy brown eyes.

'Not really, but I'm willing to learn,' I said, thinking I'd probably
blown my chances already. 'Does it involve travel overseas?' I had
visions of flying off to exotic places dishing out rations to starving
people in Africa and Asia.

'Well, you'll need to visit all the offices on this floor, and the two
below, but that's about it. If you're willing to learn, there's no time
like the present. You seem to have all the talent we're looking for.
We'll see, shall we?' With that he stood up, came round from behind his
desk and unzipped his fly. The smell of his after-shave made me reel as
he came close, and the shock of him unzipping and then pulling out his
long, smooth circumcized cock and waving it in my face almost made me
faint.

'Our young men in these offices need servicing several times a day,' he
said. 'You look like a hungry young man, I'm sure a high protein diet of
spunk would do you the world of good. If you want this job, suck me off!'

I couldn't believe it! What kind of office was this? But I didn't need
telling twice. I badly needed a job, and this seemed like a fantasy come
true. I opened my mouth and gingerly put out my tongue to lick the
glistening glob of pre-cum off the tip of his cock. As the tip of my
tongue made contact with his pre-cum an electric thrill shot thru me at
the obscenity of what I was doing - licking the juices from the cock of a
complete stranger, my future boss, in his office - within minutes of
meeting him for the first time! He moaned as I licked the pre-cum off his
cockhead, and it tasted so sweet that I moved forward and took his
delicious tasting cockhead right into my mouth, whereupon he moaned
again, and sat down on the edge of his desk in front of me.

I went to work, sucking his beautiful cock, up and down the long, smooth
shaft, and all the time my head was reeling from his after-shave, which
he seemed to have spashed all over his body. He didn't undress, just sat
there full clothed, with his fly unzipped and his long, slim prick
throbbing in my mouth. 'What if his secretary walks in?' I thought, but I
was too far gone to worry about her. Now I had tasted his cock and his
pre-cum, I just had to have a mouthful of his spunk.

I didn't have to wait long, soon his cock got absolutely rigid in my
mouth and began throbbing, and his moans became louder. In ecstasy he
yelled out:

'Oh yeah! Yes, I'm about to cum..... drink it, drink my cum!'

A fountain of pure lust erupted in my mouth. He spurted jet after jet of
sweet, thick cream on to my tongue until my mouth was full to
overflowing, and I had to swallow to prevent it spilling out and staining
his pinstripe trousers. His spunk was so delicious I nearly came in my
pants. As fast as I swallowed one mouthful, it was filled again with more
thick spem spewing from his erupting cock like a volcano. After I had
swallowed three delicious mouthfuls, he pulled his cock out, zipped up
and said:

'Did you like the taste of my orgasm? Would you like to drink some more?
I've got a lot of young men out there waiting to feed you. The job's
yours if you want it. You are an excellent cocksucker, and you have the
looks of a model. Look how much you made me cum! You'll be well fed in
these offices, Mr Drinker.

'Your load was absolutely delicious, sir!' I said, 'And I've got the job?
That's fantastic. But my name's not Mr Drinker.'

'From now on it is. In these offices you will be known as Mr Cum Drinker,
understand? I am Bob Sperm, and you'll meet the other guys in a short
while. Can you start right away?'

'Yes sir,' I replied.

'Call me Mr Sperm,' he said. 'OK, I'll get my secretary to show you
around.'

With that he pressed a button on his desk. I quickly wiped my lips with
my handkerchief in case any of his delicious spunk had spilled over on to
my lips and chin, and looked at the door not knowing what sort of woman
would be working in a place like this and not know what was going on in
his office. In walked a tall, blond man of about 20, very good-looking
and also dressed smartly in a suit, collar and tie.

'Ah, this is our new boy, Cum Drinker. Cum, my secretary, Richard Spunk,
will show you around and tell you what your duties are. Welcome to Oral
Productions,' said Bob Sperm, shaking my hand.

Richard Spunk led me out of Mr Sperm's office (that should have been a
clue - it said clearly BOB SPERM in gold lettering on the door), down the
corridor to the next office which had DICK SPUNK written in black
lettering.

'In here,' said Richard, 'Bob has employed you, so you must be good. I
must admit you've got my juices going already, I got a rock hard erection
as soon as I saw you arrive this morning. You'd better get to work on
this right away.' He pointed to an obscene tent of a bulge in his gray
trousers, and a growing wet patch.

They don't mess about here, I thought to myself, as Richard, who smelt of
Tommy after-shave (which I found very erotic and could never resist) sat
down behind his desk and started to work on his computer. Oh well, they
do some work here then, I though, but Richard shouted at me:

'Well don't just stand there, get to work - under my desk!'

He pointed towards the floor, and I saw that underneath his desk was a
little seat.

'All our desks have Cum Drinker's seats under them, that's why we employ
you - to give us relief. Didn't Bob explain that to you?' he said.

I crawled under the desk and sat on the seat, which I found had arms at
the front making it very comfortable to lean forward on with my face now
right in Mr Spunk's crotch. A spunky smell immediatly hit me - and when
he unzipped his stiff rod sprang out of his underpants sparying pre-cum
all over my face.

'I''ve already wanked off over you once - I was watching you give Bob a
blow-job. He filled your mouth with spunk, didn't he?' said Richard.

'You saw us - how?' I asked.

'There's a window between our two offices, he's probably watching us now,
so get on with it Cum Drinker!  My cock's ready to feed you sperm, so
start sucking it out,' said Dick Spunk, as I took his uncut cock into my
mouth.

It was obvious he had cum recently, it was all over his underpants, and
there was a cheesy residue around his cockhead under the foreskin. I
lapped it up greedily. Only in these offices twenty minutes of so, and
already I was a real cum slut. I only hoped all the men were as good
looking as Bob and Dick were. I sucked on Mr Spunk's cock, up and down
the shaft, as he continued to work on his computer. Every now and then
the phone would ring and he'd answer it. If only the people the other end
knew what was happening. Perhaps they did. As he was about to come the
phone rang again, I carried on sucking and heard him pick up the receiver
and speak:

'Yes, I'm coming..... I'm coming......... I'm coming right now!' And with
that he shot wad after wad of thick tangy spunk into my mouth. Again I
found it hard to swallow fast enough. I got two good mouthfuls before he
finally stopped, zipped up, and stood up.

'That was Jamie Jism. He's only 18, our office boy. He wants to try out
your mouth. I told him I'm coming over right now with you. Come olong, Mr
Drinker, don't keep Jamie waiting! You know what these young lads are
like, he'll be spunking all over the keyboard again and our IT boys will
go beserk! Hurry up!'

I got out from under the desk, and followed Dick Spunk out of his office.
I knew I'd landed the perfect job, as I licked my lips wondering what 18
year old Jamie's semen would taste like..........

(........if you want to hear more of this story let me know.)