Date: Thu, 13 Oct 2011 09:59:05 -0700 (PDT) From: D One Subject: Cory Blushed Cory was short. Even at the age of 21 he hadn't really resolved his self image issues. Standing naked in front of his full length mirror, he focused on the top 1/3 of the glass, the part that didn't reflect his image. The bottom 2/3 however revealed his still boyishly smooth skin. His chest had developed nicely thanks to hundreds of butterfly stroke laps. He did that purposely. And it showed. His hands moved over his chest tweaking each nipple. His cock responded, it always did when his pink erect nipples were played with. College roommates, strangers and others he met discovered that. He loved to squirm as they were tortured triggering his seemingly uncontrollable passion that resulted. His fingers moved behind his boyish butt cheeks diving between. Fingers were small but they still felt good. His other hand had to reluctantly leave the reddened nipple and surround his dick that curved upwards like a leaking banana. "Shit" he said. There wasn't enough time. New job, fourth week, he couldn't be late. He slapped his own cock making him jump as if some stranger had suddenly attacked him. He had to get his cock down. The white shirt was clean, light starch, re-ironed the night before. It slid over his skin. He liked the feeling of cotton sheets, tight tank tops and cotton shirts on his skin, especially that morning. Cory tried to think of the day ahead. He had worked there for a month now and had a list of daily duties that others counted on him to do. Then he like the others would push a mail laden cart to whatever floor he was assigned and hand out letters, packages and memos. At first he was self conscious but eventually the secretaries, assistants and even executives warmed up to him, greeting him by name, complimenting him on his thick red hair while their eyes looked at his body. "You're so cute" he heard that since he was a child. It always made him blush. He blushed easily and that usually made whatever adult was complimenting him smile wider, laugh or add other boyish comments. He reached for his trousers. Grey, the required color. Pulling them up his legs, he prayed his erection would subside. Thinking of his boss, the bus ride he hated, the weekend he's spend alone again in the new city, it all helped. By the time his trousers surrounded his bare buttocks and the fly hid his ballsac, his cock too had drooped enough to be tucked inside and made safe room for the zipper. "Never wear undershirts or underwear" he was advised that first week by his coworker, Stan. Stan a much taller man a bit older then he smiled. Cory could see the boys tanned chest through the white shirt. His pants too revealed the cock that hung down the right leg. Cory was impressed but disappointed when he met Stan's girl friend. "Let them look, flirt a bit but not obvious and you'll go far." Stan advised. Cory stood applauding as their boss announced Stan's promotion out of the hot basement communication center. That's what they called the mail room and computer tech's room. He discarded his undershirt and underwear the next day. He adjusted his cock to its natural left leg position and surveyed the image in the mirror. He was still short but dressed appropriately. The bus ride was hot. Cory worried his white shirt would reveal perspiration. He had thought about carrying his shirt and wearing a t-shirt until he arrived. But he didn't do it. He worried about everything. "When you work here, if you haven't been promoted out of here in six months you're done" the boss explained matter of factly. "So, do whatever you have to do to get a sponsor, someone upstairs to give you a position. There are operations, human resources, marketing, and the executive training program. You're probably too uh young for that but there are plenty of other opportunities." Cory stood listening. He was hired that was all that was important. He could pay his part of the rent, buy food even go out once in a while and meet men. He liked men not boys. They liked him because he looked younger then his age. Cory knew that and not only got used to it while becoming sexually active in college but used it, since he was attracted to older men..sometimes much older. "You got a Daddy or Grand Daddy issue" his roommate told him once after seeing Cory get out of a car driven by a grey haired man. Cory blushed and laughed. He blushed easily. The elevator was about to close when Cory faced it. He worried about being late. He worried about everything. Rushing in, he saw the face of one of the executives standing in the back. Their eyes met and Cory nodded. He felt his cheeks redden. "Shit" he worried the man would see him blushing and know why. The elevator closed and moved upwards. Cory was going in the wrong direction. He'd have to get off and get another elevator going down to the basement. He had started to put give a large pile of mail to the Secretary who normally sat at one desk that day. But there wasn't anyone there. "In here" the deep voice called "She's out for the month, so from now on just bring it here" Cory turned toward the office and saw the man standing there. He had a slight grey in his hair and held the phone to his ear. He paced as he talked. But to Cory it looked more like a strut. He felt his cock stir. The man's chest seemed developed. His stomach was flat and the grey suit pants revealed he, like Cory, wasn't wearing anything underneath. "Here you are Sir" Cory said and stared too long. "OK kid" the man said "Cory Sir" Cory wanted to shake the man's hand. He wanted to see if the vibrations he felt sometimes was there. The electricity of a like minded male could make him shiver and his heart race. The man turned, still holding his phone and didn't stick out his hand. But he smiled a smile that made Cory feel warm. "Cory, right, ok son, bring the mail in to me, if I'm not here just put it there" he pointed to his in box. "Yes Sir" Cory answered and thought the man smiled wider hearing his emphasized "Sir". The man was behind him on the elevator. The others on the speeding car didn't speak. One coughed, another gulped and another shook the newspaper they held. He waited for the car to stop so he could exit and find one taking him downward to his work place. Cory jumped feeling a hand touch his. It wasn't the first time a stranger's hand made contact. His first subway ride, another boy did it. "Man you're hot" he whispered to him. Cory smiled, blushed as usual and said "Thanks" "You new? You look like it. I can always tell." It was indeed Cory's first week in the town. Graduation was behind him and he was determined to make it in the big city. His parents gave him a check and waved goodbye as he walked to the plane. His brother laughed at him. "You're scared shitless aren't you?" he said "Don't worry some guy will take you in". The kid knew his older brother was gay and teased him about it constantly even in emails to Cory's college dorm for four years. "Names James" the guy stuck out his hand. The vibrations were there. The heat transferred to his body. The guy wasn't the usual older type of men he was attracted too. But the night would have been lonely except for James. They visited bars, danced into the wee hours and fucked until sunrise. Now they were roommates with James' other roommate, Marlon an IT expert who got him an interview. And that's how he was employed in his first job. "I need your help with something" the whisper in his ear was a familiar deep voice. Cory turned. The Executive man smiled and led him to the back of the car. "We go to my office" the man said "nobody's there yet too early" Cory rode the rest of the distance to the high level floor and followed the man into the office. He passed the door with the engraved brass name plate "Edward Samuels" it read "Vice President" was on the second line. Cory had never really remembered the man's title or first name. Samuels was all he had remembered until then. The man closed the door and turned the lock. "What can I do to help Sir?" Cory asked. He saw the man yank off the untied necktie and unbutton his shirt. "I was too late to shave, want you to do it" he said holding up an electric razor. Cory's expression asked for an explanation. "You can shave me smoother then I can when I'm in a hurry" the man said as he sat in his executive chair. The floor to ceiling windows behind him made the man nearly glow. Cory blushed as usual seeing the black hair on the man's chest and stomach. He wondered if the man was hairy everywhere else. He'd like to find out. "Come on" the man said "The windows are tinted nobody can see us" Cory moved close putting his bag down on the nearby couch. He accepted the electric razor the man held out for him. "Better take your shirt off so the whiskers don't get on you" the man said. Cory put the razor on the desk and unbuttoned his shirt and loosened his tie. "Nice" the man said. His eyes were examining Cory. Cory felt like he was in a trance. "Come closer" the man said Cory moved close enough to feel the man's beard growth and the man's hands on his smooth sides. "Very nice, I thought so. Better take your trousers down too so the whiskers don't get all over those grey things" the man said. His hands had already moved to Cory's belt and began to unbuckle them. "I uh I'm sorry but I didn't put on anything you know under this morning" Cory said. "I know son, it's ok" the man peeled down Cory's pants over his hips. Cory backed away and removed his trousers folding them and placing them carefully with his shirt on the couch. "Now come sit here" the man said. Cory complied. He couldn't refuse the man and now his excitement was clearly visible, the man would know what he was. He moved close and felt the man's hands pull his legs until he was sitting on the front of his lap. Cory's legs dangled on either side, his cock curved upwards. "Now shave me boy" The man smiled. Cory blushed but turned on the razor beginning to shave each side of the guy's cheeks, his necks and he held the man's nose to shave under that too. He tried to ignore the fingers that were examining his naked body while he turned the man's sexy hair growth to its usual smooth surface. The hand behind his head pulled him closer as Cory said "I think I'm done" The kiss was hard and passionate. Cory didn't pull away, he didn't want to. Even if this was his last day at work, he knew it was worthwhile. "Just do whatever they say" Marlon had walked over to the mail room to welcome Cory his first day. "And I mean whatever, how do you think I got my job?" he smiled. Cory had seen Marlon naked and his exciting long dick dangling between his dark thighs. If he were into young guys, that cock might be fun. "OK here's the best part" the man said. Cory felt the fingers locating and entering him between his round firm boy asscheeks. "Shit" Cory said as his excitement heightened. He licked and kissed the smooth skin he had just shaved. All around the neck and down across the black hair to the man's nipples that appeared through the matt. The cock appeared. Cory didn't feel Samuels open his own fly or pull his cock out. But he felt it pressing into him, stretching the boy tight opening and filling him upwards. "Yea boy, you're gonna get fucked hard" Cory moved his lips back to Samuels and gave him his tongue to bite, lick, suck and use. "So son, you like men don't you?" The coach had said Cory stood in the man's office. He had gotten used to being eyed when he wore his team Speedos. But the coach's attention that day made him self conscious. "It's ok. Boy you are so smooth, I bet you don't have to shave at all" the man's hands slide over his chest and down to his stomach. "Uh just my head Sir" he said "and uh you know" The man knew. His hand had moved under the white cloth across the shaven pubic area. "I bet your teammates have fun with you when you guys do one of your shaving parties" the man fumbled around Cory's balls "smooth everywhere, good job son" "I uh like older " Cory said. "You do?" The fucking was fast, hard and left Cory breathless. As he left the man's office the phantom cock feeling aroused him again even though he had cum during the man's jacking him at the same time he fucked him. "So been with the coach huh?" one of his teammates eyed his tented Speedos. "Welcome to the special team" the guy laughed. Cory knew two things then. First, he wasn't the only member of the swim team the coach fucked and secondly, his suspicion he was gay for older men was confirmed with that first fuck he had ever had. "You're a natural" Samuels said breathlessly. Cory hadn't thought about what he was doing. His legs had curled to give him footing on the chair, his sphincter pulsated squeezing and milking the man cock inside him. His lips, tongue stayed active moistening Samuels's chest, nipples, mouth, neck and face. He kept going not even feeling the man's hand on his own cock until his body erupted. "Shitttttt" Samuels hissed as he jammed his cock upwards with several sharp stabs. Cory knew his intestines were being coated with the man's cream as his own body spilled out onto the hairy firm belly below him. Cory bent over to lick it up, he wanted the man to know he was hungry and could stay there milking the cock for as much sperm as he could get. "Ok ok son, lick it up, clean me up" the man watched as Cory's red hair bobbed about and felt the tongue lapping this belly then his cock which had slid out of the boy's ass. "You are one hot fucker" Samuels said "we better wrap it up" he said pushing Cory back and letting his hands move across the boy's body, half hard cock and balls, adding "for now". "Yes SIR" Cory said watching the man pull his shirt on and reaching out to button it up. Samuels looked surprised but stayed there as Cory put the tie around his neck and tied it in a perfect Windsor knot. "There, you look great" Cory said patting the smoothly shaven cheek. "If you ever need a shave again, I'm your boy" he smiled. "Well, I'm sure I'll need your help from time to time, better get dressed, wait..." the man moved to the couch and lifted Cory's clothes. He put the shirt on him, buttoned and tightened the tie. His hands fumbled with Cory's balls and cock making it curve upwards again. "I'll take care of it" he knelt and took the cock in his mouth clutching the boy's buttocks. Cory, usually a bottom in all things swooned as the man's tongue guided his cock deeper and deeper. Cory had given up control moments ago and now the man seemed to take it. He came quickly, making his gut squeeze out several spurts into Samuels's mouth and throat. "Sorry I, it just, I" Cory didn't know what he was apologizing for. "Nice and sweet" Samuels said putting his cum coated lips and tongue back on Cory's. They savored the taste. "Now your trousers" Samuels lifted the pants back around the boy and zipped the fly shut. "There you go, better get downstairs" he swatted Cory's butt and began to dial the phone. "Sir" Cory paused before unlocking the door to leave "How did you know, you know about me, I mean and you" "Your blush, your eyes too but you blushed whenever our eyes met" Samuels said "very sweet". Cory was late. He'd probably get fired but the memory of the man inside him made it worthwhile. "You're late" His boss said as he rushed into the mail room already busy with his coworkers sorting and creating the carts to be wheeled to every floor. "Yes Sir I uh got busy, over slept, bus was late" Cory blurted out several excuses. The man laughed. "Just rebutton your shirt. Samuels called, it's ok" the man sat in his chair. "I told you when you started; you needed to find a sponsor. I think you found one. Do you know what he does?" Cory looked at his unevenly buttoned shirt. He opened it and rebuttoned correctly. Obviously the man doesn't know how to dress someone" he thought "no Sir I don't" he replied. "He's the head of the Executive Training Department" The man said waving Cory back to his work. The next day the elevator was empty when Cory got on. He rode the correct direction down to the basement. He wheeled the cart and put the mail on Samuels's desk. The man wasn't there. The same thing occurred everyday the rest of the week. "What are you doing after work?" The note said. There was no signature on the note with his name on it stuffed into his own mail box. Samuels was at his desk talking on the phone as usual that Friday. Cory nodded and smiled. He didn't want to be overly friendly. The door was open the shades too. Others could see in the man's office. Samuels covered the phone. "I drive a maroon BMW, space 32. Be there after 6. I'll bring you back Monday" the man said Cory stared. "OK? Nice weekend for both of us" Cory blushed. The three months ended. Marlon appeared and patted him on the back. "What's up roomie?" Cory asked. "Oh just here for the announcement" he said Cory didn't understand until his boss appeared announcing the promotions. "Max to Operations, Collin to Human Resources, you guys just made your 6 months in time and here's an early departure, I didn't even know you applied Cory." Everyone looked at Cory. His weekends had been active from time to time. He swam naked in Samuel's pool, curled in his arms at night spend weekends at the man's upstate cottage and occasionally sat on his lap reliving the office fuck that introduced him. "Cory to Executive Training. Boys we'll all be working for him in 6 months, congratulations boy" everyone clapped. Cory blushed. He blushed easily and didn't care anymore.