Date: Sat, 28 Mar 2020 08:40:14 -0400 From: Du de Subject: Servicing the Service Manager PLEASE donate generously to nifty! Feedback is a gift, I welcome it. funnstuffdude6@gmail.com Jay I was 17, mature and ambitious, that summer I got an internship at a nice company assisting in some event planning and employee appreciation events. I was a great asset I was told by manager, she was delighted to have someone with my energy and zeal to get things done. I had lots of girlfriends (friends who were girls) and they gave me good ideas to keep things fresh. I wasn't gay, hadn't considered it. I took my disinterest in women as a phase. I was busy I was enjoying my days. Physically I was weird. I had a pudgy body, bit of a gut, but the two things that made my body awkward were my big butt and the start of breasts that I developed. I was embarrassed but my flamboyant personality helped make up for it. One day I had to ship some things off to another site and I took the box down to the mailroom. I was greeted by a new manager, he had silver grey hair (far better than John Slattery if that's possible), smooth dark skin (I later learned that he was part Italian and part Spanish) and a lovely smile. I caught myself flirting with him. Getting to business he asked me if the box was heavy and I said somewhat, he asked if I could put it on the scale as he had a bad old back. I couldn't help but say "old oh come now you're not an old guy, you must be in your thirties." He stared at me and smiled, I lifted the box up and found his hand on my left arm and heard him say "I'm not as young as you are." With that he got behind me to come to my right to get a closer look at the screen and he put his right hand on my right shoulder and his left hand moved from my left shoulder down to my hips and he stood tall behind me looking into the screen. I didn't make much of the touch. Over the days, I ran into Riz often and he was friendly but a bit bossy, always instructing me rather directly to do things in a certain way, often I would have to re-complete forms for mailing or other service requests, and more than once, he'd tower over me and stand behind me and envelope me as he corrected things. A few weeks into summer on a hot July day, I had helped organize a company picnic. I had ordered t-shirts for the volunteers, ice cream trucks and a whole bunch of activities. Riz showed up as well, he was dressed in dark blue jeans and a white shirt, I was impressed that he hadn't managed to get it dirty in the whole day of fun. There was a hiccup with one of the popular carnival games and Riz came to the rescue he rolled up his sleeves and in no time was it fixed. I went back to look and had fixed it. Later as I was seated at the ticket booth he came up and put his hands on my shoulders and massaged my shoulders and bent down to say "You owe me for the game." I turned and smiled and said I would make it up to him and laughed it. As is the case with best laid plans, the sky turned dark and there was a huge downpour, I ran around trying to collect everything and got soaking wet. People began to disperse and the picnic ended early, a few volunteers stayed and Riz stayed to help as well. I went to the shaded area when everything was cleaned up, I was still wet to the core. I thanked Riz but all he did was stare intently at me, what was odd was that he wasn't looking in my eyes but seemed distracted. I brushed it off and went about things, but it kept bothering me through the afternoon. I went to the bathroom to try and dry my hair and that is where I noticed that my yellow t-shirt was soaking wet and the flimsy material was hugging my body but more so my huge dark nipples were visible through my t-shirt and stood out. Was that what Riz was staring at? Needless to say I caught a cold and didn't go to work the next two days. The following week I had to take the bus to work as my parents were going away to the cottage for the fortnight, and I would join them on the weekends. It was hot and public transit in the heat was not ideal, especially since I had to walk almost a mile from the stop to the office. On the second day of my commute as I was walking up to the parking lot, a black convertible Mercedes drove by and someone honked, I looked and it was Riz, he waved and smiled. He parked his car and we walked in together. He commented on my taking transit, and I told him about my parents being out of town, he nodded and we went on our own ways. The next day I had quite a lot of work with the Service Center and interacted with Riz a lot, we even sat down to have lunch together. He was a nice guy, he was a little odd or perhaps fatherly given his age I guess. I was surprised at his attention. The following day was also spent in the Service Center making copies etc, Riz brought out pictures from trip he had taken, there were many pictures of him on the beach, a lot of duplicates of him in dark blue Speedos and nothing else, I noted that for a guy in his 50s he was in very good shape, and what also caught my eye was how well he filled the pouch in his Speedos, probably expanding it more than it was mean't to. I noticed he had a light trail of dark hair around his navel and hairy legs but his chest was smooth and well defined. His pecs were solid, the kind developed from years of manual work and not the gym kind. I joked with him about his body and he joked back and took my hand and put it on his chest and then moved it down to his abs and had I not resisted he would have moved his below his navel, while doing this he said "See I am still in the same shape." Our eyes met and he looked back intently until I dropped my gaze. He then made a comment about how my body was good and it could be anything anyone was comfortable with or something like that. He kept showing me things in the background in the pics he was in, especially the ones of him in the Speedos. The stack of pictures was so big, I was getting bored, we came across one of Riz with nothing but a short towel he began to explain the pic and then added that there was another without the towel, and in what I thought was joking tone he asked if I had come across it. I blushed and said no. I was no longer interested and tried to push the pictures away so I could get some work done. Riz insisted that I take them home with me and look at them and then jotted his phone number down and said I could call him and ask him if I had any questions. I conveniently forgot the pictures and left without them. The very next day was a Wednesday and I got off the bus and as I started walking I heard a honk and Riz drove up in his sleek Mercedes and offered me a lift, I got in and admired his car. Riz said "do you wonder how a Service Center manager can afford a car like this?" It was true I was thinking that, I nodded and he went on to explain that he was a successful business man, retired at 50 and was bored after his wife died. He had taken the job because it was something he'd have never done in his career and he liked the mix of operational work, the hands on work required to fix things etc. And then putting his hand on my knee he said "I get to meet interesting people." We pulled into the parking lot and he lifted his hand. I thanked him for the ride and went to work. I didn't have to go to the center as much until around 4pm, I was hoping to wrap things up quickly and leave work early. Riz had the same idea and he helped me along, when I was done he insisted on giving me a ride. Lazy that I was I agreed, and found that in no time we had gone past our stop and almost reached the lakefront while talking. I pointed that out to Riz and he suggested I go up to his place for a drink and that he'd drop me home after. I offered and pressed that I could take the bus from nearby and make my way back but he insisted and I agreed. Riz lived in a beautiful condo high rise building. He had the penthouse with key only access to his unit. It had gorgeous views of the city and of the lake. He was clearly proud of the unit and gave me a tour of his office, his living room, kitchen, the spare bedroom, and then the master bedroom which had the best view of all. As I stood there admiring the view, I couldn't help but comment on the height and the view. I heard Riz come up behind me and heard him say "the view has improved with you in it". I blushed and was confused and walked away. I tried to make it to the door, and would have to walk between a dresser, bed and Riz. Riz did not turn to let me pass, instead he put his hands on my shoulders and pushed me onto the bed where I fell and sat. I had to catch myself, and try and understand what was going on, as I tried to adjust, Riz stepped forward, undid his belt, unbuttoned his pants, pulled the zipper down and let it fall to his feet, he stood there in his white briefs, snug as second skin, and what was very apparent to me was the monstrous bulge stretching every fibre of his underwear. He peeled them off and out sprang the biggest and in hindsight the most beautiful cock I had ever seen, it was thick and it was long, the tapered top to the solid base joined by big balls, pubic hair kept well trimmed. He brought his hard cock towards me. My eyes grew big and he must have felt me trying to pull my head back. It seems that it turned him on more. His hand went to the back of my head and he gripped my head and hair tightly. My face was twisting but I was entranced. He tilted my head up and slowly rubbed his cocky across my closed lips, then along my cheek. He brought it back to my lips and commanded "kiss it." My laid a soft hesitant kiss on the top of his cock, I could tell it was too much for him. I sensed impatience, "open your mouth." I reluctantly opened it a little, he pushed his cock inside, forcing it open. The look of shock and surprise on my face must have turned him on because I felt his cock harden. Still holding onto my head, he slowly pulled me all the way into his cock. My small mouth and tongue was squirming under his cock as it forced its way down my throat. He held me like that a few seconds, felt like an eternity and made me choke, it seemed he enjoyed it. When he released I came to and pulled away and began to cough, my eyes were streaming. I looked up to see him grin and step forward, forcing his cock closer to myself. He grabbed my head again and pushed himself into my mouth. I looked up ad him as he forced himself back into my throat, and there was something about the flicker of pleasure across his face that made the desire in me well up until it was almost unbearable. This time I didn't choke, I held him in my throat obediently, looking up as him in earnest. When he finally released me, I gasped for breath, but I wanted more. I found my mouth open for him. He gave a grunt of pleasure as he forced himself in this time, wfh he made my small cock twitch, I had an overwhelming desire to rub myself but I dared not. He saw that I had started to enjoy it. This encouraged him all the more. He grabbed my head with both hands and began to thrust in and out of my small mouth. I began to panic slightly, gasping for breath and trying to push at his strong hairy thighs. he slapped my hands away roughly, then continued thrusting in and out, beginning to pump harder. My jaw hurt a lot and the minute I grazed him with my teeth he slapped my face. He groaned loudly as he fucked me harder, I could feel his desire rising and somehow I could tell he was close to the finish. He slapped me again, and the vibration of my cries brought him over the edge and he exploded into my mouth with a loud moan. His body shuddered and he steadied himself with a hand against the dresser. He gave a few more slow thrusts, commanded me to swallow, he pushed out all his cum. When he was entirely satisfied he pulled me to my feet, he was happy that I had swallowed all his load. "I had to do that," he said unapologetically. Riz stepped out of his pants and took his shirt off, he stood stark naked. His massive cock hadn't shrivelled away but was still semi hard. He came closer and pointed to a spot on my shirt where I had drooled some cum. He made a joke about Monika Lewinsky and then invited me to use the bathroom to change into a robe so he could clean the shirt. I don't know why but I undressed completely and opened the door and asked if I could shower, he said "with pleasure." And he took my shirt while I took a long shower, I heard a noise and he had walked in stark naked holding a couple of towels, I turned away quickly and waited for him to leave but only felt his presence as he joined me in the shower, he stood behind me and wet himself in the gigantic rain shower and soaped himself while I stood uncomfortably in a corner. He came closer and started to rub soap on the small of my back then up to my shoulders, he pulled me closer and my hands were around my chest, he put them down and slowly and very carefully he soaped my chest and my pecs and my nipples as he circled them and then cupped them up and squeezed them, then with his thumbs and forefingers he squeezed the nipples, he did this a couple of times and I felt him push his now hard cock into my butt cheeks, he moved his hands and adjusted his cock so it rested between my cheeks and he continued to massage my nipples, on the third cup and squeeze I could not hold it any longer and I erupted. I pushed away and he let go and washed up and left the shower. He dried himself and left. I dried myself and put on the robe and walked out. He was on the bed, he patted the mattress and told me to lay down. I stretched out on my stomach, Riz pulled the robe off leaving me naked. He told me how glad he was that he had met me and that I was a good friend. While talking he started to massage my shoulders and upper back it felt soo good, his hands were so strong and I was sore, it was mesmerizing. I relaxed as he moved his massage further down my back. I felt his massage reach my buttocks as hell grabbed each ass cheek in each hand and started to knead. His big hands couldn't contain my ass cheek and I heard him say "my these are big and firm." I noticed an involuntary action og me pushing my pelvis up into his hands. I felt his hands spread my ass cheeks as his knees spread my legs wider apart. I realized what was to come and began to protest but he commanded me to be quiet and let him continue. Terrified yet excited I remained docile and submissive to him. Suddenly, I felt something warm and wet on my asshole. Riz was licking my anus!!!! It was a shock but an awesome one because the feeling was incredible and I didn't want him to stop. I found myself raising my butt wishing for a little penetration from his tongue, and Riz obliged fulfilling my wish. Soon, I felt his finger slide a little bit into my anus, I pushed my ass upwards and his finger went in deeper. I was entering new sexual territory. Riz told me to relax, as I did I felt that he had added another finger with lube. Riz was finger ducking my ass and I was humping him. And then it stopped, I felt Riz fall on me and say "take some deep breaths baby, and try your best to relax. This will hurt, you're very tight and I'm very big for you." Riz got on his knees, grabbed my waist and pulled me to my knees. Now, with my head on the bed and my ass in the air, I felt Riz's cock at my virgin hole as he started pushing. I cried out in pain. I involuntarily clinched my butt muscles, but Riz told me to relax in anger. Soon I felt the head of his big thick cock push past the outer ring. I gasped and cried, it felt like his cock was splitting me into two. I begged, "Stop, please stop." Riz said, "relax and take a deep breathe, push out and cooperate. This is going to happen." In a bit, when it seemed I could mange the pain a little he pushed in a bit more. Then pulled back out and then back in a little deeper and faster. Then he unceremoniously thrust all the way in, he was balls deep in my ass and I screamed in pain. He grunted. Riz started a long slow fuck of my no longer virgin asshole. He started increasing the speed of his thrusts and pulling my hips to meet his thrusts. I winced in pain, waiting for it to be over. He pulled out leaving me empty. I was relieved. He said "roll over onto your back and I did that, he pulled my legs over his shoulders and in one giant stroke was even further inside me. Riz started pounding my ass. This continued for a few minutes as I whined and begged for him to stop. In a bit Riz started what sounded to be a low growl as he shot loads of cum into my ass. Riz collapsed on top of me, he lay on me for several minutes not moving as we caught our breaths. He was first to speak, "I knew you'd be a good fuck." With that he got up and pulled out with a pop. He walked to the bathroom, washed and returned with a towel around his waist. "Stay for dinner sexy, who knows I may devour you for dessert." He left, I could feel his cum leaking so I got up and went to shower. I thought about all that had happened. I wasn't a bit shocked that I had just been used as a homosexual prostitute, twice. I was just angry that Riz had forced me and I hadn't said anything. I dried myself and put on the robe. The sun had gone down and it was getting dark, a bedside clock showed the time to be 8:30. Riz was in the kitchen, a bottle of wine was open, he had a glass with a dark amber liquid and he was busy cooking, whatever it was, smelled lovely. He motioned to a stool at the island, I was already in pain and sitting made it worse. He poured me some wine I took a sip it helped. I wanted to ask or say something, complain even. But my usual boisterous self was gone, only a submissive quiet demure person sat there. He'd made spaghetti with home made sauce and it was delicious but I couldn't eat a lot, he wolfed down. At dinner his towel came off and he didn't seem to mind in the least. After dinner I asked him if he could drop me home. He simply replied "not yet." I helped him clean up and then we went to the living room he sat on the couch and motioned for me to sit close I did, he put his arms around me and adjusted my robe so my front was open. He flicked through some channels and stopped at an adult channel showing a vintage porn of a secretary being seduced by her boss. He took my hand to his growing manhood and instructed me to stroke him as he put his head back and watched. He got up and began to fondle my pecs and started telling how perfect my breasts were. He leaned in and sucked on them for a while driving me crazy. I tried to push his head away, but when I did that he bit me causing me to yelp. He got up and told me he'd be right back. He padded off to the bedroom and returned later with a bottle, he was hard as a rock and his cock was jutting out. He came to the sofa, put his hand out and reached for mine and pulled me up. He pulled me to him and kissed me, it was a deep kiss with his tongue in my mouth, I let him roam and explore me. I felt weak in my knees, he pulled back and asked "you like that, don't you?" I found myself nodding. He pulled my robe off and let it drop to the floor and said "come", he led me to the back of the sofa and turned me away from him, he started kneading my breasts, and kissing my neck. Then he said "bend over." It took me a while to register his command, but then pushed my head down and made me bend on the sofa. I heard him open the lube bottle and pour some on his hand, and heard him stroke his cock, I felt a finger enter me and I gasped, and then another entered and I could feel him push it in further. He aligned himself and I felt his fat cock on my still sore asshole. I instinctively tensed up when he said, "relax, if you don't, it'll hurt a lot more.". I tried to do that, focusing on the girl bent over in the video taking the plumbers cock in her mouth. Riz slowly pushed the head of his fat cock into my ass. It felt like he was going to rip me apart. It burned and it hurt. I did my best to relax, he slowly pushed in and out of my tight asshole and he grunted. He began to go faster and faster and his fingers dug into my hips as he pulled on them. He pulled out spit on his dick and thrust it back in. I involuntarily moaned, he caught it and said, "that's right, I'm the fucking boss. Nobody is ... ever .... going to .... fuck you ...... hmmmm .... as good as me! You will remember .... this hmmmmm ... ass .... fucking!" Riz pounded my ass as hard as he could. He was really getting into the fucking, I even heard him moan and scream. I heard him say "turn around!" He pulled out and I turned around, he pushed me down on my knees, he asked me to cup my nipples and hold them up and when I did , he stroked his dick then lowered himself to fuck them, and shot a big load all over my face. He got me a towel and he slumped into the couch with another drink. I pleaded with him to take me home but he refused saying I was to spend the night and he'd take me first thing in the morning to change and then drive me to work. I pulled the robe on and accepted a drink and sat next to him as he watched tv. A little later he said it was time to bed and led me to the bedroom, closing the door behind us. He gave me a clean toothbrush and after I used the bathroom he instructed me to disrobe and join him in bed. I got in under the blankets, unaccustomed to sleeping in the nude I buried myself under the covers, he put his arms around me and pulled me into the middle and we spooned. I slept curled up in a ball so it was awkward for me. I felt his hard cock push at me, and he adjusted himself and entered me and stayed inside me while he played with my pecs. He told me he wouldn't fuck me but he liked falling asleep inside me and he'd likely wake up in the middle of the night to fuck. I couldn't sleep but Riz dozed off almost immediately, and when he did his cock slid out. I finally dozed off close to midnight. I was awoken with a jolt in my ass. As I came to, I realized that I was being fucked again. True to his word, Riz had mounted me was sliding his shaft in me, I squirm and wiggle and Riz holds me down as he slides his entire length into me and pushes hard, he then slides his entire length out and thrusts back in and groans. "Uuhm...ung...I...hmm....am...going...to...molest you...forever." He pants and then adds, "damn...you're so tight." He props his body up and I instinctively turn and he and eye lock eyes, I see unabashed lust and hunger even at this late late hour, it scares me. I arch my back involuntary and sense that his orgasm is building and his pace quickens and he gives out a groan and shoots deep inside me, not wanting his seed to go to waste. He falls onto my back his penis still lodged deep inside me spewing his seed inside me so they can impregnate me? I am crushed with his weight and nudge him to move, he reluctantly pulls out with a pop and walks to the bathroom, he comes back with a towel and stands by my head, his cock bouncing not fully soft yet. He stands there looking at me as he wipes clean his cock and tosses the hand towel to me. I clean up and go to the bathroom. I return to bed he puts his arm around me and whispers, "you're the best anal sex I've ever had. I can't wait fi molest you again and again." His hands found my left nipple he cupped the pecs/breast and squeezed it, he kissed my back and held me tight. It felt good, I liked the intimacy not the aggressive sexual monster he'd become. As though reading my mind he said "tomorrow we'll fuck in your home, I want to fuck you on your parents bed, on your bed and in every corner of your house so you'll always remember how you were molested, and made into a whore wherever you look." I felt like a 12 year old girl being buttfucked by her uncle. I felt his cock stir and I closed my eyes tight with fear. funnstuffdude6@gmail.com