Date: Mon, 31 Oct 2016 09:04:56 +0000
From: Adam Stewart <stewad1820@gmail.com>
Subject: Rohan Moves On

Rohan Moves On
By Adam Stewart

Introduction:

Those who've read `Buckley Manor' will remember Rohan appearing towards the
end. This is his story.

1.

Rohan was of Indian parentage and as a child was always in trouble both at
home and at school. His younger sister by two years, was Miss Perfect and
his father was constantly telling him he should be more like her. The more
his father berated him, the more he was intent on being a naughty boy.

He was always the dominant boy in the group and persuaded those who
followed him to do things they shouldn't. He'd get them to climb over walls
and steal apples from a tree or anything else that took his fancy. He never
stole expensive items but loved the thrill of doing things that he knew his
peers would disapprove. During school holidays, he'd roam around the city
of Oxford where he lived with his band of faithful followers and see what
mischief they could get up to. When the weather was warm he'd cycle out of
the city with his two best friends knowing his parents, and theirs, didn't
approve because of the potential dangers to ten year olds being on their
own but he always ignored them and did his own thing.

It was a year or so before this age that he realised he much preferred male
company to that of girls. He enjoyed seeing the other boys' naked bodies
when having showers after football or gym classes and he'd noted that two
other boys were also interested. He made a point of making them his friends
and since Rohan was considered by most others to be the cool guy to be
friends with, they readily agreed to become his loyal friends even though
they knew he was always in trouble. One was a black boy called Isiah and
the other a white boy called Jacob. It amused Rohan to have two friends
with biblical names, not that he was religious despite his parents'
insistence that he attend church each Sunday. Although a minority in India,
they had been raised as Christians and expected their children to follow
their beliefs. Rohan rebelled against it but his sister found it all very
moving which was another big tick for her.

It was during one of his cycle rides with Isiah and Jacob when they'd gone
into the country during the summer holiday, that he knew without doubt he
was gay. They were thirteen by this time so puberty was well on its
way. Rohan had noticed his body changing at least two years before and was
proud of his enlarged testicles and his larger cock with the black pubic
hair getting thicker by the month. On a previous unauthorised exploration,
he'd come across an area alongside a narrow river that was away from
civilisation. On that occasion, he'd stripped off and swam in the water
before lying naked in the sun to dry off. On this occasion the other two
were obediently following him, not having a clue where they were
going. When Rohan reached the spot, he dismounted and waited for the others
to do the same.

"Okay guys, strip off, we're going skinny dipping" he grinned and started
removing his clothes. Isiah, being the more loyal follower who trusted
Rohan implicitly, immediately undressed. Jacob on the other hand wasn't so
sure and looked around to see if anyone was likely to see them stark naked
in the open countryside. "Come on Jacob, get your kit off" Rohan laughed as
he and Isiah stood there stark naked. Jacob looked at Rohan's big brown
cock and Isiah's equally large black cock.

"I reckon he's a chicken" Isiah laughed, "his cock is not as large as
ours".

"It is" Jacob shouted back even though he knew it wasn't.

"Okay, show us" Rohan laughed.

Determined not to look a wimp, Jacob hastily removed his clothes and bared
all. "Yeah not bad" Rohan giggled and grabbed hold of the white organ and
the low-lying balls with his other hand. It was the first time he'd touched
another boy's tackle and he immediately knew he liked doing so. Jacob also
liked the feel of another boy's warm hand touching him in that way and
grabbed hold of Rohan's large cock. Not wanting to be left out, Isiah
joined in and the three lads ended up on the grass feeling each other. When
they stopped, three erections were standing out proud.

"Come on guys, let's have a swim" Rohan laughed and jumped into the water
splashing the other two. They followed and enjoyed splashing around and
swimming across to the other bank and back. All three were good swimmers
having learnt to do so at school.

After a while they climbed out and lay in the sun to dry off. It became a
regular event even though they were admonished by their parents for riding
off without permission but none of them said where they'd been or what
they'd done.


Finally, it was time to leave school and Rohan came away with no useful
qualifications much to his father's disgust. "You've waisted a good
education" he shouted at his errant son "so don't expect me to financially
support you".

Rohan stormed off to his room and slammed the door. He was now seventeen
and would be eighteen in three months. He'd already been picked up by guys
for sex, his first experience being when he was fifteen. He was a big guy
in stature and looked older than his real age, so when guys asked, he
always added on a couple of years. He'd been fucked and he'd had the
pleasure of fucking. He enjoyed being a bottom but also enjoyed dominating
guys and fucking them so he now looked for guys where he could be in
control unless he was pissed and couldn't be bothered. His drinking was
another thing his father disapproved off so he'd creep in at night trying
to avoid him as he'd immediately smell the alcohol on his breath and
there'd be another row.

He was lucky to get a job soon after he'd left school. It was in a
warehouse picking orders each day which he found boring but at least it
paid for his drinking and his board at home which his father insisted on
him paying. Often in the bar, he'd pick up guys and persuade them to take
him back to their place for a fuck. If they couldn't do that because the
guy was married or still lived at home like he did, then he'd take them to
an old warehouse he'd found. They'd climb through the wire fence and find a
quiet place to fuck before clambering out again to go their separate
ways. He seldom had sex with a guy twice, much preferring fresh meat each
time.

It was after a night of drinking and sex that he was fired from the job
because he arrived late still hungover and made lots of mistakes on orders.

"You're no fucking use to me lad if you can't get here on time and sober"
the manager shouted.

"It's a fucking boring job so I'm not bothered" Rohan shouted back after
he'd been told to leave. He went home but didn't tell his father that he'd
been sacked so each morning he left as if he was going to work and returned
home at his usual time. During the day, he'd hunt around for another job
without success so thought how else he could make money. He'd seen
advertisements for gay escorts so set up a profile on an escort website
using his trusty laptop and waited. To his amazement he soon had
replies. He'd said `out calls only' and several guys were happy to invite
him back to their home either for an hour's session of sex or an all-night
job. To cover his nights away he casually mentioned to his father that he'd
been promoted onto the night shift. His father accepted what his son told
him without question since he was still supporting himself financially. He
worked as an academic at one of the university colleges so had no
perception of what manual labour involved.

As an escort, Rohan met all kinds of guys. Some good looking and others
ugly fat bastards but if they paid the fee up front he put up with the
life. Some wanted to fuck him whilst others wanted to be fucked. Some were
kinky and wanted him to whip them whilst tied up or to spank them before he
fucked their arse. Whatever they wanted he'd do it provided they paid.

One day he received a message from a guy which intrigued him. It said
`Looking for a non-white guy who's prepared to do things out of the
ordinary for double your normal fee'. Rohan replied and agreed to meet the
guy the following afternoon.

"Hi, I'm Rohan" he said into the door intercom of a smart block of
apartments.

"Top floor; will meet you on the landing" the voice said.

Rohan pushed the door when it clicked open and walked towards the
lift. Once inside it, he pushed the eighth-floor button since that was the
highest. The lift zoomed up and the doors opened. He stepped out and saw a
lean looking guy in his early forties waiting for him.

"Hi, I'm Steve." They shook hands and Steve led him into his
apartment. "How old are you?"

"Twenty-one" Rohan lied having added a year onto his real age.

"Perfect" Steve smiled and offered Rohan a drink. He said he'd have
whatever Steve was drinking and watched him carefully as he poured two
whiskies just in case he slipped something into his glass as he'd read
about escort workers being drugged before sex. They sat down and Rohan
waited until Steve had taken a sip from his glass before he did. "Do you do
drugs?"

"I've had skunk on occasions" Rohan replied wondering where this was
leading.

"Excellent, because I like drugs when I have sex. Do you test regularly?"

"Of course" Rohan replied, becoming rather irritated with the questions
when all he wanted was to get down to sex.

"So you'd not be bothered doing it bareback then, because I hate fucking
condoms. You'll be fucking me by the way."

"Yeah okay, but the fee is double my normal rate."

"No problem; let's get fucking then."

Steve first prepared two joints and gave one to Rohan. "This is strong
stuff so will give you a buzz fairly quickly" Steve grinned. Rohan reckoned
he could cope okay having smoked it before. He lit his joint and took a
long hard drag.

"Fuck, you're right, it is strong."

Steve giggled and started undressing Rohan. He was happy to let him do so
whilst he smoked the rest of his joint.

"Nice cock; I shall enjoy having that inside me." Steve had now got Rohan
naked and liked what he saw. He slipped off his sweatpants and his T shirt
and spread Rohan's legs apart so he could kneel between them and suck the
big cock now on show. Rohan looked at Steve's naked body and decided he
liked it. When the cock was nice and hard, he took Rohan into the
bedroom. Everything was ready so he laid face down on the bed and told
Rohan to get fucking. "And don't come inside me; I want to see you shoot
your load."

Rohan smiled. The guy was full of needs but he'd been paid double his
normal rate so he wasn't bothered. He grabbed the bottle of lube, which was
his favourite, and slicked his long hard cock. Steve had said he wanted it
hard so he lined the big head of his cock up to the puckered hole and
slammed in.

"Fuck" Steve yelled but enjoyed what Rohan was doing. He loved rough
sex. Rohan kept pumping for several minutes before pulling out and then
slamming in again. Steve loved it. Just when he thought Rohan was going to
shoot his load having pulled out, he slammed into his arse again. It was
now feeling well opened and he hoped the action would keep going for a long
time. After twenty minutes of hard fucking with several withdrawals
followed by a hard entrance again, Rohan pulled out for the last time. He
flipped Steve over and massaged himself to a climax over Steve's face.

"Fucking perfect" he exclaimed and licked the creamy cum running down his
face, "you're good".

Rohan grinned as he wiped his dying cock with a tissue. "I'm the fucking
best so don't you forget it."

When Steve had cleaned himself up and watched Rohan get dressed since the
allotted time was now up, he asked "Are you free on Friday for an overnight
session?"

Rohan knew he was but pretended to check on his phone calendar. "Yeah,
could be."

"Excellent, in that case come at seven and we'll have a bite to eat first
before we have a night of sex; and it'll be raw again."

"Yeah okay but it'll be double my normal rate."

"No problem mate; see you Friday."

Rohan let himself out of the door as a naked Steve watched on. "The guy
must be loaded" he muttered to himself as he waited for the lift to
arrive. On the way, it stopped at floor six and a very good looking guy got
in. They smiled at each other and Rohan had a feeling the guy was coming
onto him.

"Not seen you before; visiting?"

"Yeah, a guy on the top floor."

"Ah" the guy grinned "I'm Clive. Do you mind me asking how much you
charge?" Rohan looked at the guy wandering how to answer. He always
maintained client confidentiality so didn't want to say too much. "Sorry, I
realise you can't breach client confidentiality but Steve and I know each
other very well if you get my drift and knowing him I guessed you were a
male escort."

The lift had now arrived at the ground floor and the doors opened. They
stepped out and paused looking at each other. It was clear to Rohan that
this guy knew Steve and from what he was inferring, the pair had
sex. "Yeah, I'm a male escort; are you wanting one then?"

The guy moved away from the lift and checked that nobody was around. "Yeah,
I am as a matter of fact. Let's go outside and have a chat." He led Rohan
outside and checked again that nobody was in listening distance. "I'm
forty-five so a year older than Steve." Rohan ran his eyes over him as he
continued speaking. He didn't look as old as that and had a good body on
him from what he could see. "I'm a bottom and like being dominated so Steve
and I aren't compatible. Like him I also prefer being fucked without
protection; would you be interested in that?"

"Yeah, but it's double my normal rate and subject to you being regularly
tested."

"Oh yes, Steve and I test every month."

Rohan nodded hardly believing his luck. Two guys on one day who wanted
bareback sex which would double his income. Okay, he knew the risk but it
was one he was prepared to take since he too tested every month. He gave
Clive his rates and his card which showed his name, mobile number and the
link to his profile on the male escort site he used.

"Brilliant Rohan; how are you fixed for tomorrow afternoon?" Rohan again
pretended to check his electronic diary and said he was free. "Would three
o'clock suit you and we'll make it a two-hour session." Rohan said three
was fine and they shook hands before going their separate ways.


"Your meal will be ready in half an hour" his mother called from the
kitchen as he started to go up to his room.

"Okay" he replied. "Am off to have a shower." He sometimes forgot that his
parents thought he now worked the night shift at the warehouse. If he
didn't have any escort work, he had to hang around the bars and clubs in
the hope of picking a guy up but most nights he was lucky. That night he
had another client at nine so he had spare time before then since he'd told
his parents that he worked a ten-hour shift from six to four in the
morning. As he showered he thought about his life. He enjoyed being an
escort but it was a precarious business and he had to make money when he
could. He kept his eye out for a better job but so far he'd had no
luck. He'd also love to get his own place and leave home but that was
unlikely until he had some money in the bank, which was the reason why he'd
agreed to unprotected sex so he could make more money quickly.

He stepped out of the shower and looked at his naked body whilst he
towelled off. "You're fucking gorgeous" he giggled.

He ate his meal alone since his father was never home until gone six each
night and he expected his wife to eat with him. As he ate he looked at his
mother slavishly preparing her husband's meal. His father was old fashioned
and required his wife to do all the womanly things in the house such as
cooking, cleaning and the laundry. Despite being a well-educated woman, she
wasn't allowed to work so was in effect his slave. He hated his father for
the way he treated her which was another reason he had to leave home as
soon as he could.

With nowhere else to go until his next appointment, he went to his usual
bar. Fortunately, his father never frequented bars since he didn't approve
of alcohol so there was no chance of him being seen. He bought a pint and
sat on a nearby stool casually looking around. As he did so, his eyes met
those of another guy. He looked about the same age as Rohan and they smiled
at each other. The guy stood up and wandered over.

"Hi, I'm Mark"

"Rohan" They shook hands and Rohan noticed that Mark held his for several
seconds. He had to admit the guy was cute, with bright blue eyes and ginger
hair. "Not seen you in here before."

"Only arrived in Oxford two days ago to start my degree course."

"What are you reading?"

"Philosophy"

"Fuck, that's way above my head" Rohan chuckled.

"Are you at college?"

"Fuck no; left school with nothing which pissed off my academic father."

"What do you do?"

"Not a lot" Rohan grinned. "Had a warehouse job but got fired because I
arrived late one morning pissed out of my mind and fucked up all the
orders."

Mark laughed. "I envy you. To be honest I've only come to university to
keep my father happy. So how do you make ends meet or are you on benefit?"

Rohan laughed. "Trying to get unemployment benefit is harder than finding a
job." He then leaned towards Mark and whispered "I'm a male escort but my
parents think I work the night shift at the warehouse where I was sacked."

"I love it, that's brilliant; I'd much rather do that instead of studying
for a fucking philosophy degree. Want another drink?"

Rohan said he'd have another pint since Mark was offering so watched him go
to the bar. As he stood waiting to be served, he mentally stripped the
guy. He had a nice body and a very cute arse that showed nicely in a pair
of black trousers which were stretched across it. By the time he returned
with two pints, Rohan was showing off a nice bulge inside his jeans.

"Cheers" Rohan said holding up his drink.

"Cheers" Mark grinned and sipped his drink whilst letting his eyes drop to
Rohan's crotch. Seeing the bulge made his own react but from the size of
Rohan's he had nothing in comparison. They chatted about this and that
during which Rohan ascertained that Mark was from Guildford in Surrey. When
their glasses were empty again, Mark said "Fancy coming back to my place;
I've got a room nearby or do you only provide a service to paying clients?"

Rohan laughed. "I'm not that mercenary; I only charge when guys employ me
as an escort not casual pickups. And yes, I'd love to."

Mark grinned and felt his cock twitch with excitement at the thought of
being fucked by a male escort. They made their way out of the bar and
walked ten minutes down the road. Rohan knew the area well and guessed
where they were going. They reached a large Victorian house that had long
ago been converted into bedsits for student accommodation. Mark's room was
on the first floor and seemed pleasant enough with a shared bathroom and
kitchen along the corridor.

Mark cleared the bed of clutter and invited Rohan to sit down. Mark
immediately shucked off his jacket, shoes and shirt indicating that he
meant business. Rohan did the same and decided to include his jeans.

"Fuck, you are big. I bet clients love being fucked by you."

"So far I've not had any complaints" Rohan grinned and reached out to feel
what Mark had to offer before he deftly unfastened the trousers to expose a
sexy pair of white briefs.

"I'm a bottom by the way and love being fucked by big cocks."

"You're in luck then" Rohan grinned as he yanked Mark's briefs off him
leaving him totally naked.

Mark grabbed hold of Rohan's and slipped them off him gazing at the
erection that would be fucking him. "Mm, that is very nice; how about you
start fucking me with it." Rohan slipped on an ultra-thin condom from the
supply he always had with him and lubricated it with the lube he saw on the
bedside cabinet. Mark went on his back, lifted his legs and grinned. "All
yours"

Rohan looked at the cute arse and felt blood rush to his cock. It looked a
tight hole which he loved. He pressed his large head against it and watched
it slowly open as he took it gradually not wanting to hurt Mark. The head
breached the entrance and Mark let out a small gasp. He then felt the long
thick shaft fill his arse and settled back to enjoy a long fuck. He could
tell Rohan was a pro and knew precisely how to maximise the pleasure he
gave a guy. As he fucked, he wondered what Rohan charged for such a
service. He also admired his fine body and knew he wanted more than a
one-off fuck.

Rohan enjoyed Mark's cute arse and made the most of it. He knew he'd be
performing again in a couple of hours but that didn't bother him; in fact,
it meant he would fuck longer before reaching his climax, which was
something clients always enjoyed. As he fucked, he gazed into Mark's blue
eyes. He could see that the guy was enjoying being stuffed. He took hold of
his semi hard cock and brought it to life, teasing the sensitive head
inside the foreskin. Mark closed his eyes and grunted with pleasure; this
was the best sex he'd had for a long time, if not ever.

As Rohan fucked his tight arse, Mark felt his juices rising. "Ah fuck, I'm
coming" he yelled. Rohan increased his pace of thrust and as Mark's cock
erupted, his own did too, inside the condom. When both were spent, they
looked at each other. "That was awesome" Mark exclaimed, "any chance of you
staying the night?"

Rohan said he had a client at nine but was happy to return after that since
it would save him hanging around the bars and clubs until the early
hours. "Brilliant, see you back here about half ten. Ring the bell marked
3F when you arrive and I'll let you in."

Rohan had a quick shower in the communal bathroom and set off to his
client. There was something about Mark which he rather liked and he was a
good fuck. Mark meanwhile was reliving the time with his new friend and the
fuck. He knew he wanted more and hoped Rohan did too.

The client was a guy in his forties, overweight and not particularly
attractive. He wanted to be fucked so Rohan did the business and came away
with another fee in his pocket. As he made his way back to Mark he wondered
whether he was wise to do so since he'd always made a point of having sex
with a guy once and moving on but there was something about the guy that
intrigued him. He could have easily gone back to the bar or a club and
forgotten him but found himself carrying on walking to where he lived. He
pressed the 3F bell and Mark let him in. When he reached the first floor he
found Mark standing by his open door waiting for him.

"Mm, nice welcome" Rohan chuckled as he looked at Mark who was standing
naked with a towel draped over his left shoulder. Mark took him into his
arms and kissed him much to Rohan's surprise. As soon as they were inside
the room, Mark undressed Rohan. He found it rather sweet so let him
continue until he too was naked. They fell into bed and Mark asked to be
fucked. Having a gorgeous young man beside him soon had Rohan's cock hard
and he gave Mark a long gentle fuck until he'd reached yet another
climax. When he'd done so, he moved down the bed and gave Mark the best
blowjob he'd ever experienced.

Before he left early the following morning, Mark made Rohan promise to
visit again. Much against his better judgement, Rohan agreed and visited
him frequently using his bedsit as a place to spend the night when he
didn't have a client. Mark took it to mean that Rohan was attracted to him
and he wanted more.


2.

On the Friday, Rohan arrived at Steve's apartment prompt on seven o'clock
as instructed.

"Good to see you again Rohan" Steve greeted him, "I understand you've met
Clive. I've invited him to join us but don't worry, you'll receive double
the fee we agreed because Clive wants you to fuck him as much as I do."

Rohan shook Clive's hand and for a moment was annoyed that Steve had
invited someone else without checking with him but he was getting double
the fee and he'd get to fuck two guys during one night. He'd also enjoyed
fucking Clive two days earlier and found him to be a nice guy.

Steve told him to sit down and offered him a drink. "The meal will be ready
in twenty-minutes. As Clive knows, I'm not a cook so it's a packet job from
the supermarket." Having passed him his drink, Steve gave them both a roll
up. "Something to get you going for later." Clive glanced at Rohan and
smiled. He was well used to Steve's drug habit. Rohan took the lighter from
him and lit his before passing it to Clive. As he'd found the previous
time, it was strong stuff.

The meal was basic but tasty and Rohan didn't feel over full at the end of
it which suited him as he was going to be spending the night fucking these
two guys. Once the meal had settled, Steve said it was time for sex so they
stripped naked and got down to it. Steve gave each of them another joint
and they were soon on a high. Rohan's cock was fully erect and aching to
get fucking. They moved to the bedroom and he told Steve to get on his
knees on the bed with his legs wide apart before stuffing his rampant cock
straight in. "Ah fuck" he yelled as the large organ breached him but Rohan
knew he loved it really. Clive was sitting at the top of the bed and told
Steve to suck his cock. As Rohan fucked, Clive pushed Steve's head up and
down on his cock. They were on a high and enjoying every moment.

Rohan shot his load over Steve's back which Clive enjoyed watching. He
loved the sight of creamy cum shooting out of a guy's cock and wished he
had his camera to record it. A few minutes later he was shooting his load
into Steve's mouth.

They changed places and Rohan gazed at Clive's inviting entrance whilst
Steve got him to suck his cock. The bottle of poppers did the rounds again
and as Rohan gently pushed his stiff cock into Clive's arse his head was
spinning. He soon realised that Steve loved his drugs and expected everyone
else to do the same. Clive shot his load quickly but Rohan continued
fucking his arse for several minutes before he was ready to shoot his. When
his climax was rising, he pulled out and let the ribbons of cum shoot over
Clive's back.

"Fucking beautiful" Steve yelled. "Let's have a drink and another joint."

Rohan wasn't sure about taking more drugs. Although he knew he could take
the drink, Steve was persuasive so he found himself smoking another.

"I can see you like being on a high as we do" Steve laughed. Rohan looked
at Clive and he grinned.

"Yeah, it's good but I can't afford this stuff."

"You could if you became one of my pushers." Rohan looked at Steve with a
quizzical look. Was he suggesting that he became a drug dealer. "You buy
the stuff from me in bulk and take a profit from each sale."

"There's loads of guys out there who are begging you to buy drugs. It makes
a good profit" Clive added.

Rohan looked at Clive. "Are you a pusher too?"

"Yeah; if you know what you're doing it's safe. I'd be happy to show you
the ropes. Steve provides the stuff so all we have to do is sell it and I
know the best places to go where the police aren't present."

Rohan thought for a moment. It was tempting and it would help him build up
his bank account in readiness for moving into his own place.

"I think he's interested Clive" Steve laughed and knelt between his legs to
take his cock into his mouth to get it hard again.

"Have a think about it Rohan whilst you give us both another good fuck"
Clive giggled. Rohan agreed because he was very tempted. He'd do anything
to get away from his father's critical looks each day.

As usual, he soon had a full erection with Steve's attention so they moved
back to the bedroom and Rohan gave each guy another long hard fuck. When
he'd finished, Steve gave him a questioning look. Rohan nodded and asked
what profit he'd get from each sale. Clive said what he sold in a night and
having done a quick calculation, Rohan realised it was a good deal. "Okay,
I'm in."

"Brilliant, I knew he was an intelligent guy as well as being well hung"
Steve laughed. It was now midnight so Clive suggested they dressed and get
to work.

"Now?" Rohan asked.

"No time like the present" Clive laughed "and when we're done you can come
back to my place for the night".

Rohan dressed and Steve gave him his first supply. He held out his hand for
his cut and Rohan paid him from his double escort fee.

"Let's get selling" Clive laughed and led Rohan out. As they walked, Clive
went through a list of do's and don'ts when selling drugs and the best
areas to go to. There were several parks where homeless guys hung out and
were always on the lookout for drugs. The other good source of buyers were
students so he recommended that Rohan concentrate on those since he was
younger. "The homeless guys know me so trust me" Clive explained.

"Why do you do it? You don't seem the kind of guy who's short of money."

"I love the thrill and I like taking drugs in moderation so this way I get
them on the cheap. Steve and I decided you looked the same. Although we
know you're short of money, you don't look penniless and you've got a brain
in your head so won't fuck it up and get caught."

Rohan smiled. "I hope you're right."

"You bet we are. Steve and I have been in the business a long time so have
a good nose for who makes a good pusher and you fit the bill perfectly."

Rohan took what Clive said with a pinch of salt but he knew his own skills
so felt confident. They arrived at the first park and Rohan stood back as
Clive made the first sale having explained to the guy that Rohan was his
lookout. After several more transactions, Clive suggested that Rohan went
to an area where students hung out. "See you later and good luck."

Rohan set off with butterflies in his stomach. He was nervous as well as
being excited. The thought of doing something illegal always gave him a
thrill. He knew the area that Clive had suggested so was there within a few
minutes. He positioned himself in an alcove down an alley which he knew led
to a club frequented by students. Two came along and paused when they saw
him standing there. Rohan nodded and asked "Looking for something to spice
up your night?"

"Might be" one guy replied and asked what he had to offer. Rohan told him
and the price, which he decided to up a bit on the figure Clive had
suggested since the guys looked well-dressed so could afford it. The guy
nodded and within seconds the deal was done. They moved on and another
three guys walked up to him. Rohan used the same line and another sale took
place. Within the next twenty minutes he'd sold every packet except two. It
was like selling candy to kids. He couldn't believe how easy it was.

He decided to move on rather than hang around and appear conspicuous. He
reached the bar where he'd met Mark so decided to pop in for a jar just in
case he was there. He wasn't but there were several interesting guys so he
purchased his beer and moved into a corner. The place was packed since it
was the night it stayed open late and had cabaret. He noticed a guy working
through the crowd whispering to several as he went. Rohan was intrigued and
watched him. The guy glanced over and smiled. Rohan smiled back wondering
if his luck was in. The guy made his way over and stood beside him, taking
a sip from his beer. "Have anything you can offer a guy to lift his
spirits?" he whispered.

"Anything in particular?" Rohan replied.

"Weed would be better than nothing."

"How about skunk?"

The guy turned and looked at Rohan. "You serious." Rohan nodded. "Fucking
brilliant; how much?" Rohan muttered his price having increased it again
and then said he'd give a discount for two packets and quoted the price
he'd increased it from. "You're on mate." The guy slipped Rohan the cash
and he slipped the guy the goods whilst they continued drinking their beer
as if having a general chat. "Nice doing business with you mate; see you
around." Rohan finished his beer and walked back to Clive's apartment with
a big smile on his face and a pocket load of cash.

"Any luck?"  Clive asked when he arrived fifteen minutes later and found
Rohan leaning against the porch wall.

He nodded and said casually "All gone."

Clive looked at him open mouthed. "You've sold the lot! Fucking hell; I've
never managed to do that in one session. I hope you stuck to the agreed
price." Rohan said he had but didn't say he'd increased it as he watched
Clive enter the door entry code, making a mental note of it for future
reference. They silently took the lift to the sixth floor and entered
Clive' apartment. "You are kidding me aren't you" Clive grinned once
inside.

"Nope, sold my last two packets on my way here."

"I told Steve you'd be a natural; well done mate. Let's have a drink to
celebrate; then I want to feel that big tool of yours up my arse again."

"Okay, you can have this fuck on the house" Rohan grinned.

"Cheeky bastard" Clive grinned as he set about undressing his new sexy
friend. When they were both naked, they collapsed onto the bed with a
whiskey each and shared a joint. When both had been consumed, Rohan told
Clive to turnover onto his stomach. He slicked his erect cock with lube,
took a long hard sniff from the bottle of poppers Clive had passed him and
thrust his organ into the waiting arse. "Fuck" Clive yelled.

"That's what I plan to do" Rohan laughed as he thrust back and forth. He
felt on top of the world. He was on a high, he had a wad of cash in his
pocket and he had his cock up a guy's arse.


When they woke later that morning, Rohan found Clive looking at
him. "What?"

"I was just admiring your beautiful body" Clive grinned.

"You after another fuck?" he replied as he wiped sleep from his eyes.

"No; my arse is still stinging from last night" Clive laughed "but I hope
we can meet up again. I love the feel of your cock up my arse."

"You know my rate" he replied as he climbed out of bed.

Clive smiled. He liked this guy and he admired his business-like manner. He
hadn't expected the lad to fuck him for free and he was more than happy to
pay.

When Rohan had showered, Clive suggested he came again the following
Friday. "I'll get a stash from Steve and we'll go out again late evening
before you come back here to give me another great fuck; at the usual rate,
of course" he added with a grin.

"See you next Friday" Rohan replied and opened the front door. He knew
Clive wanted to kiss him but this was a business arrangement and that's how
it would remain. He liked the guy but he didn't want to get romantically
involved.

Clive blew him a kiss as he closed the door and wrapped his arms around his
naked body. "Fuck; he's so gorgeous" he told himself.


"And where have you been?" his father shouted as soon as Rohan got home and
about to sneak upstairs.

"What's it to do with you?" he replied trying to keep his temper.

"This is my house and the least you can do is respect me and your mother by
letting us know if you're not coming home as usual. It's lunchtime for
goodness sake."

"I went out with some mates and crashed down with one."

"Drinking I assume." His father moved closer and sniffed as Rohan stood
there looking defiant. "Have you been taking drugs as well? I can recognise
the signs."

"What if I have" he barked rather than denying he had. He was sick and
tired of his father's inquisitions.

"So you have" his father cried triumphantly. "I'm not having a son of mine
on drugs in my house" he shouted, "you've got three days to find somewhere
else to live; you're no longer welcome here."

Rohan stormed up to his room and slammed the door. Where the fuck he was
going to live, he had no idea but one thing he was sure about, he wasn't
going to spend another night under his father's roof. He yanked his holdall
out of the cupboard and started packing, leaving behind items he knew he no
longer wanted. With that packed, he put his laptop into its case and
slipped important documents such as his birth certificate and passport into
the pocket. He stuffed his ill-gotten gains into his wallet, thankful that
he'd got adequate cash to tied him over. Once he found a place of his own,
he could expand his escort work and the money from the drug pushing would
keep him afloat. He'd also thought about setting up a profile on a gay sex
website and making money from showing off his naked body on-line. He'd met
a guy who did that and made a nice sum from the money gays paid to enter a
private session for him to become more explicit and wank off.

He'd just finished packing when there was a knock on his door. He knew it
wasn't his father because he just barged in and his `goody two shoes'
sister was away at college so he knew it must be his mother. He opened the
door and let her in. She saw his holdall on the bed and gasped. "You're not
leaving already, are you?"

"You heard what he said; he wants me out of the house and I'm not prepared
to stay under his roof for a moment longer."

"But where will you go?" she implored.

"It's not your problem mother and you can dump the stuff I've left behind;
goodbye."

"You will keep in touch won't you" she called as he skipped down the
stairs.

"I doubt it mother" he replied and swept out of the front door, slamming it
behind him which he knew annoyed his father intently because it rattled the
leaded lights in the window alongside.

He walked briskly down the road as if he knew where he was going. When he
reached the end, and turned onto the main road, a thought came into his
mind.

"Hi Mark, any chance of bunking up with you for a day or two? I've just had
a row with my fucking father and left home and got nowhere to go until I
find somewhere."

"Of course you can; you're more than welcome." he replied excitedly. He was
more than happy to have the guy he'd fallen in love with to sleep with him
until he found somewhere to live. He even hoped he'd be invited to live
with Rohan when he did find somewhere.

"Thanks mate, you're a star; see you in ten."

Rohan rushed to catch the bus that took him into the centre of town. As he
sat down with his worldly goods at his feet, he felt a shiver of excitement
shoot through his body. Quite what the future had in store for him, he
didn't know but whatever it was, he was sure it would be better than what
he'd left behind. By the time he reached the stop near to where Mark lived,
he was sporting an erection at the thought of fucking the cute guy.

When he'd dumped his stuff inside Mark's small bedsit, he sat on the bed
and told him what had happened although he didn't tell him about being a
drug runner.

"And this client plied you with skunk; lucky bugger."

Rohan went on to say he also planned to set up a profile on Cam4 to make
some more money.

"Wow, I love that site and have often thought of doing the same but you
make more if there's two of you because guys like to see live action not
just a guy wanking off on his own."

Rohan grinned. He'd guessed the same but wasn't sure if Mark would be
willing to join in.

"So are you up for being my partner?"

"You bet, let's get started. The weekend is always the busiest."

Rohan said he first needed something to eat because he'd missed breakfast
and lunch so Mark rang for a pizza to be delivered. Whilst they waited,
they switched on the laptop and set up a profile on Cam4. With that done,
Rohan positioned on a chair at the end of the bed, the separate webcam with
tripod he'd purchased a while ago. They were now ready to go live so
stripped naked and tested the system out. Satisfied with everything, they
put the live feed on hold and waited for the pizza guy to arrive. When the
bell rang, Mark answered the intercom and told the guy to come up. He
wrapped a towel around his waist and waited at the open door of his room.

"Nice" the young guy grinned as he accepted Mark's cash and admired the
bulge pushing out the towel.

"Thanks; pop around sometime when you're free" Mark grinned.

"I might take you up on that" the lad replied as Mark shut the door.

When they'd finished the pizza, they went back on line. Within seconds they
had guys typing comments about their naked bodies and their erect
cocks. After a minute or so, a guy asked if they'd fuck. Rohan replied "Go
private and I'll fuck him." Within seconds the guy did, and others joined
in so Rohan set about giving Mark a long hard fuck with him on his
knees. When he was ready to shoot, he pulled out and wanked over his
back. The comments of praise poured in and several asked for Mark to fuck
Rohan. "Tip some more and he will" Rohan replied. Several guys did so Rohan
offered his arse up to the camera and the onlookers in the cloud watched
Mark fuck him.

When he'd shot his load over Rohan's back, one guy messaged, "you're a sexy
pair; I'll be back for more". Rohan switched back to public view and they
entertained many more guys as they tipped them. Before they ended their
session, they went private again for another group of guys and Rohan gave
Mark a long hard fuck which pleased everyone. Rohan was amazed at how much
they'd made during one afternoon. Mark was also pleased, not only about the
money but being fucked by the guy he secretly loved, for all to see.


3.

On the Friday evening, Rohan made his way to Clive as planned. Whilst they
had a drink, Rohan told Clive about his accommodation crisis.

"I own a house that's just been converted into bedsits. Each one has its
own shower room and simple kitchen facilities. I can take you to see one
tomorrow if you like."

Rohan asked what the rent would be and it seemed reasonable enough so he
agreed to look at one.

"Okay, let's go sell drugs" Clive grinned.

As before, Rohan sought out students but this time went to a different
location so as not to form a pattern just in case the police had found out
about him. As before, he did well and sold most of his supply before he
moved on. On his way to Clive's apartment he called into another bar just
in case he was lucky. A couple of guys surreptitiously bought from him and
having done so, he left to avoid suspicion from the bar staff. He'd no
sooner left the bar when he saw the guy he'd sold to in the bar the
previous week. He crossed the road and said "Hi".

The guy looked at him and the penny dropped. "Oh hi; that stuff I got from
you was brilliant; got anymore."

"Yeah; same price for two."

"Done" the guy grinned and palmed Rohan the cash as he palmed him the
goods. They agreed to meet the following week and he became a regular
customer. Neither asked for each other's name so remained anonymous. When
he reached Clive's block, he entered the key code and waited for him
inside. Soon after, Clive arrived but made no comment about how Rohan had
got inside. He knew the guy had hidden talents so just led him up to his
apartment.

"So?" he grinned once inside.

"Everything except one which I've kept for myself" Rohan grinned.

"Same here so we'll use that whilst you fuck me."

When the deed was done, Rohan returned to Mark and used the packet he'd
kept back for the pair of them whilst he fucked him. It was the best fuck
that Mark had ever experienced and the best climax.

The following morning, Rohan viewed the bedsit Mike had offered him. It was
perfect so he signed the rental agreement on the spot. It was larger than
Mark's and it had its own facilities. He returned to Mark's and told him he
was moving out. He sensed that Mark was saddened and that he was looking
for a relationship so let him down gently. "I'm sorry Mark, I'm not looking
for a relationship but you're welcome to continue our Cam4 duo."

Mark nodded with a sad face but was happy to know that he'd still feel
Rohan's cock up his arse whilst other guys watched and paid them for the
privilege.


Rohan was pleased with his new accommodation. He at last felt free and
could do what he liked when he liked. He even enjoyed looking after himself
and despite the limited cooking facilities managed to produce edible meals
using the microwave and the two-plate electric hob. Now he had more
freedom, he amended his escort profile to say he could accommodate clients
at any time of the day. Because of this, he had several married guys
contact him and guys who wanted to come during the daytime. He also did
more drug selling during the week having found suitable places where he
could find customers. He continued meeting up with Clive each Friday and
afterwards went back to his apartment to fuck him. In addition, he'd go
online when he had time, to perform for those willing to pay and each
Saturday evening he and Mark would do their double act. He now made
sufficient money to pay his rent and living expenses over the next eighteen
months.

He'd just had his twenty-second birthday when he received a message via his
escort profile from a guy called Dylan which would eventually change his
life. Dylan was a forty-year-old bisexual who owned his own very successful
electronics company based in London and who lived with his wife and
seventeen-year-old son in a house in Islington. When away on business, he
frequently hired escorts to spend the night with him. He was visiting his
branch in Oxford for a few days so he searched the net and came across
Rohan's profile. As soon as he saw the picture of Rohan's sexy body, he
fell in love with him.

"I'm looking for a guy to spend the night with me at my hotel but I should
warn you, I enjoy kinky sex."

"Involving what?" Rohan asked without giving anything away.

"I like being spanked whilst tied up, having my clothes ripped off me and
being fucked bareback. You reckon you can offer that?"

"Sure, no problem, provided you test regularly."

Dylan said he did so Rohan asked which night he wanted him to
visit. "Tonight and if I like what I get, tomorrow night also." Rohan
pretended to check his diary and said he was available both nights. Dylan
asked the price and he quoted double his normal fee. "That seems high"
Dylan replied although he was fully prepared to pay the price quoted but he
was a business man and always haggled.

"By your own admission you want kinky sex and you want me to discard
protection so that costs money" Rohan replied firmly but pleasantly.

Dylan liked Rohan's approach which was one he was forever trying to drum
into some of his sales staff. "Okay but I presume I shall get a discount
for two nights on the trot."

"Will you want the same type and level of service tomorrow night?"

"Of course."

"In that case the price will be the same; you don't get discounts for
volume in this kind of business since I will be spending the same time and
taking the same level of risk."

He loved Rohan's approach to business; polite but firm which was another
thing he was always drumming into his sales team. In addition, the guy was
turning him on and he was now sporting an erection.

"Okay, deal.

"What time would you like me to arrive and where?"

Again, Dylan was impressed with the way Rohan dealt with him. He was to the
point and clear.

"Eight o'clock at the Old Bank Hotel; do you know where it is?"

"Yes. And I'd like a name please for when I arrive at reception." Dylan
gave his name and said he'd advise reception that he was expecting a
visitor. "And do you have your own restraints and spanking paddle or would
you like me to bring some?"

Dylan smiled; this guy thought of everything. "I do but thank you for
asking. See you tonight at eight."

"I look forward to it" Rohan smiled having taken an immediate liking to the
guy.

"And me" Dylan thought to himself as he ended the call and gave his
erection a squeeze.

As usual, Rohan showered immediately before leaving so he smelt fresh and
made sure he left in good time. The Old Bank Hotel was only a short bus
ride away but he liked to allow plenty of time to allow for delays. As
expected he arrived early so he walked around the block before entering the
hotel at ten minutes to eight. He informed the receptionist that he was
expected and having checked her system asked him to go to go up to Dylan's
suite on the third floor. As he knew he was visiting one of Oxford's smart
boutique hotels he'd dressed accordingly so had worn smart trousers, white
shirt and a casual jacket.

The lift whisked him up to where he needed and he knocked on the door of
the luxury suite. Dylan opened it and welcomed him in. He was pleased to
see that Rohan was punctual and dressed accordingly which was another
feather in the younger man's cap.

"Drink before we begin?"

"If you're having one I'll have a small whiskey please."

Dylan smiled; it was his favourite tipple and the guy he'd already fallen
for chose the same. He poured two measures and passed one to Rohan. "Cheers
and make yourself at home." Rohan accepted the drink and put it on a table
beside him whilst he slipped off his jacket plus his trainers and
unbuttoned his shirt to show his sexy chest.

Dylan was wearing a pair of white cotton trousers with nothing beneath and
a white shirt that hugged his body. He felt his cock swell inside the tight
trousers and was conscious of its shape showing through. As he gazed at
Rohan, he decided the guy was even more gorgeous in the flesh than in his
profile picture.

Seeing that his escort for the night had finished his drink he swilled back
the remainder of his and suggested they move into the bedroom. Once inside
the luxury room, Dylan stood facing Rohan. "I'm all yours" he grinned
feeling his cock swell even more.

"Before we start I want to clarify and agree the rules. First, is it your
wish that I dominate you, bind your hands, strip you by ripping off your
clothes, which means they'll be in shreds by the time I've finished, spank
you and then fuck you bareback?"

"Yes and I like being fucked hard" Dylan replied impressed by Rohan's
professional approach.

"Secondly I need to know your safe word which, if you use it, will stop the
action."

Dylan was even more impressed; he'd never been asked for a safe word
before. "Moscow" he replied having chosen it because he hated the place.

"Okay, from now on until either I stop the action or you use your safe word
I'm in control and you do as I say. Understood?"

"Yes sir"

Rohan smiled and decided he was going to enjoy the next couple of hours. He
grabbed hold of Dylan, turned him around to face the bed and pushed him
face down onto it. With his wrists pulled behind his back, Rohan grabbed
the handcuffs he'd seen lying on the bed and shackled him. He pulled
Dylan's legs wide apart and used the strapping he'd seen on a side table to
tie each foot to the bed frame. When Dylan was secure, he hastily slipped
off his own clothes. His cock was already hard at the thought of what he'd
be doing as soon as he'd stripped the guy naked.

He tore the back of the white cotton trousers apart and they ripped open to
expose Dylan's naked arse. Its pink flesh looked beautiful. After a few
more rips the garment was in tatters and he ripped off the remains. He
smiled, wondering how much the fresh-looking items had cost. He then tore
the back of the white shirt from bottom to top, flipping the loose material
over Dylan's head. He straddled his buttocks and Dylan let out a groan of
surprise and satisfaction as he felt Rohan's naked flesh against his. His
cock hardened beneath him and he was aching to stroke it but couldn't do
anything because of his shackled hands. Whilst Rohan rubbed his erection
between his crack, he felt the shirt being ripped from its collar and
discarded. The collar was then removed and tossed onto the floor leaving
him stark naked under the control of a guy he'd only met a short while ago
but something told him he was in safe hands.

He felt Rohan climb off him and missed the cosy warmth of his naked flesh
against his. Suddenly the spanking paddle struck his buttocks making him
gasp. "Fuck" he cried involuntarily. Another strike followed by another hit
the same spot and he could feel it sting. He gritted his teeth in readiness
for the next strike but instead he felt a series of light taps up and down
the inside of his legs causing his cock to swell beneath him. Slowly the
taps became more vigorous until they too were stinging. "This guy is a pro"
he told himself. There then followed a series of sharp spanks across his
buttocks making them sting like hell.

Rohan hastily lubricated his long thick cock with the bottle of lube he'd
brought with him and knelt between the outstretched legs. He lined the head
up to the puckered hole, teasing it back and forth. "Are you ready to have
your rosy arse well and truly fucked with my big prick boy?"

"Yes sir; please fuck my arse sir."

Rohan grinned enjoying the action. He thrust the big head through the
entrance and Dylan yelled "Fuck".

"Yeah boy, that's what I'm gonna do until you beg me to stop."

Rohan did just that, thrusting his cock back and forth as hard as he
could. He felt his climax rising but he wasn't ready to shoot just yet so
he willed it not to come. Instead, he fucked and fucked for ten minutes
before he finally pulled out and watched his ribbons of cum spill over
Dylan's back. When he was finished, he stuffed the big cock back in and
gave the beautiful arse another good stuffing. This lasted fifteen minutes
before he pulled out again and shot another load, albeit smaller than the
first. He was now physically exhausted so climbed off.

"Had enough boy?"

"Yes thank you sir."

Rohan smiled, wiped his cock clean with the white towel Dylan had provided
and then cleaned him up before releasing his shackles. He rolled over and
grinned.

"That young man was the best fuck I've had in years. You were brilliant."

"Thank you" Rohan smiled.

"Let's have a shower and another drink before we go to bed. The night is
young and I shall want to feel that cock of yours inside me again before we
settle down."

Whilst they showered, Rohan asked if Dylan was only a bottom. "Yep; this is
used solely for my wife."

Rohan nodded as he took in what Dylan was saying. "So you're married."

"Yes, I'm bisexual and we have a seventeen-year-old son."

"Does your wife know you're bi?"

"I told her before we married but we've never discussed it since and she
doesn't know I meet up with guys when I'm away. I find it's the best
way. She's happy and so am I."

After their drink, they went to bed and Rohan fucked Dylan again. This time
it was from behind and not so frantic. Even so, he loved the feel of the
younger guy's thick rod inside him and whilst he was being fucked, Rohan
massaged him to a very satisfying conclusion. By the time they settled down
for the night, he felt very satisfied and decided Rohan had been worth
every penny.

The following morning, Rohan woke to find his morning erection being
handled. "Morning" Dylan grinned, "I want this inside me before we get up."
Rohan grinned and duly obliged by mounting his client from behind.

Once showered and dressed, Dylan invited Rohan to join him for breakfast in
the dining room. Nobody queried the extra breakfast guest who was added to
Dylan's account.

"So, okay to come back this evening?" Dylan asked as they tucked into their
full English.

"Certainly, it's in the diary; same fee" Rohan smiled.

Dylan chuckled. "Tell me, what is an intelligent guy like you doing this
for a living; I assume you don't have a normal job of any sort."

Rohan briefly told him how he'd left school without any proper
qualifications because he'd always been an unruly child and how he'd been
fired from the warehouse for being late and fucking up the orders because
was pissed. "My father disapproved of me and my drinking plus he reckoned I
was on drugs so told me to get out of his house."

"And were you; on drugs?"

"Not really but I'd been with a guy who was into drugs so had taken some
that previous night."

"And now; do you still take drugs?"

"Very occasionally for recreational purposes although I've not done so for
quite a while" Rohan replied truthfully because he'd decided a while ago
that drugs were a mug's game even though he still pushed them because he
needed the money but he didn't tell Dylan that.

"Good for you and what about the drink?"

"In moderation; I can't keep it up when I'm drunk" he laughed "and I need
to do that to make a living."

The more Dylan learned about the young man, the more he liked him.

"Thanks for breakfast and see you tonight at eight" Rohan said when they'd
finished.

On his way home Dylan's words replayed through his mind. Perhaps he should
fine a proper job. He knew he couldn't be a male escort or perform live sex
in front of a webcam forever and he certainly didn't want to continue being
a drug pusher for much longer.


"Mr West has requested that you join him in the Oxford bar which is to the
left Sir" the receptionist told him when he arrived at the hotel that
evening. He found Dylan sitting in a corner by the window and walked
towards him. He looked up and smiled as his eyes travelled up and down
Rohan's body which was clothed in a dark blue suit that fitted his body
beautifully and emphasised every natural curve and bulge. It was
complemented with a dark blue shirt and a light blue tie.

"Mm, you look very smart in a suit and it makes you look very sexy" Dylan
whispered as Rohan sat down in the chair he'd deliberately placed at an
angle to him. Rohan smiled and said nothing. It was the only suit he owned
but something made him want to put it on. Whether it was to impress Dylan
or because he was visiting an expensive boutique hotel, he wasn't sure.

"I've taken the liberty of ordering you a whisky; hope that's okay." Rohan
nodded and picked up the glass that was obviously his. "If it's okay with
you, I'd like to have a chat before we get down to business."

"You're the client so how you use the time you've paid for is up to you."

Dylan smiled. "True but some escorts only want to do the business and get
away."

"I believe in providing my client with what he wants so it's your choice as
to how you use the time."

Rohan's response ticked off another of Dylan's checkboxes which confirmed
in his mind that he'd made the right decision.

"I was raised in the east end of London and like you left school with
nothing to my name. The only difference is that my father didn't expect me
to since he wasn't an academic and didn't expect his son to be either. I
started off life as a barrow boy and was very good at it but I enjoyed life
to the full which included drink and drugs. By chance I met a guy who was a
brilliant electronics engineer. We were both twenty-years of age at the
time and we had a good time together. He was gay and I fell in love with
him but by that time I'd just married. Tyler could code microchips to do
anything but he had no desire to set up his own business. He loved what he
did and he loved life. Considering the number of products that used
microchips, I immediately saw an opening so I started West Electronics
which today is a very successful company and has made me very rich.

Tyler's love of wild living ended with him having a drug overdose which
killed him, but by then I'd made sure we'd employed new electronic
engineers who he'd trained so when he died I had three others to take over
from him. I now have ten senior engineers plus several trainees and a group
of sales executives who keep new orders coming in."

Throughout Dylan's dialogue, Rohan had just sat there listening and sipping
his drink. He never once interrupted to ask what this was to do with him
which was another plus point for him in Dylan's book.

"The reason why I'm telling you all this is because I believe you'd make an
excellent sales executive. You're good at convincing your client that your
service is worth the money you're charging, as evidenced when I tried to
knock you down on price, and you listen without interrupting. You're also
good looking and look smart which is always a plus point when trying to
persuade a customer that your service is the one they want.

"So, to get to the bottom line Rohan, I'd like to offer you a job with my
company as a sales executive but it's based in London. From what you've
told me you've got nothing to keep you in Oxford in view of your father's
action and you live in a bedsit, so clearly don't have much money."

Rohan sat up and gave Dylan and quizzical look. "How do you know I live in
a bedsit; I've never mentioned that."

Dylan smiled. "I got my driver to follow you this morning. Since then I've
located the landlord who I understand bought the property for a song
because it was almost falling apart, and now he's converted it into bedsits
he's sitting on a valuable property and making good money out of you
tenants. Although he was discreet, he did tell me that you pay your rent on
time each month which brings me onto another offer I'd like to make." Dylan
leaned forward and continued in a lower voice. "If you accepted the sales
executive post I'd set you up in a flat in London, the condition being that
I could visit you every two weeks or so for you to service me in exchange
for me paying for your accommodation."

Rohan smiled at Dylan's admission that he'd had him followed and spoken to
Clive who had clearly not told him that he was a drug pusher. "And what
would the pay be?" he asked without commenting on the free accommodation
subject to fucking him. Dylan explained that he paid all sales executives a
good annual salary but expected them to achieve a certain target every
three months. If they didn't then they'd be given the next three months to
improve and if it didn't then they'd be on their way out. At the end of the
year, if they achieved the overall target for the year without compromising
on price, they received a bonus. The job also attracted the usual benefits
such as holiday pay, sick pay and pension.

"I don't expect you to make a decision now since I imagine you'll want to
sleep on it but I need an answer by twelve noon tomorrow and if you accept,
to return to London with me and leave your life in Oxford behind."

Rohan nodded but made no comment as to whether he was interested or
not. Instead he finished off his whisky and placed the empty glass on the
table. Dylan did the same and smiled. "Let's go and have some fun then."

When they were in the confines of Dylan's suite, Rohan slipped off his
jacket, tie and black shoes. He unbuttoned his white shirt and looked at
Dylan.

"What I'd like you to do today is to seductively undress me and then gently
fuck me from behind on the bed and as before the fuck is to be raw."

Rohan nodded and stood behind Dylan pressing his already hard cock up
against the guy's backside. Once the jacket and shoes were out of the way
he seductively unfastened Dylan's shirt, feeling his naked flesh and his
nipples as he did so. He was already forming an erection inside his
trousers with the feel of Rohan's hands gently caressing him. With the
shirt removed, Rohan slowly pulled the fly zip down and unfastened the top
button of the trousers. When they were loose he slid them down the legs and
lifted each foot to remove them. He deftly removed his own shirt and
trousers and pressed his hard cock up against the thin material of Dylan's
white briefs. Dylan let out a short gasp of pleasure as he felt the
hardness press against him. He put his hands around Dylan's waist and
slowly rubbed them over the hard cock that was trapped inside the
briefs. He gently squeezed it causing Dylan to let out more cries of
joy. He slipped his fingers inside the waistband, released the enlarged
organ and slid the briefs down his legs. Having removed them he slid his
hands up the inside of the legs into the crotch, along the slit of his butt
and cupped the hanging balls between Dylan's legs. With his own briefs off
him, he pressed his naked body up against Dylan's and brought his hands
around to feel his thighs.

"Ah, beautiful" Dylan groaned as he touched the naked flesh and realised
that Rohan was now stark naked like him.

Rohan squirted some lube onto his fingers and fingered Dylan's arse feeling
right inside and pressing against that magic spot. Dylan gasped, enjoying
the effect the young man was having on him. He so hoped he'd accept his
generous offer because he knew he couldn't lose him. He found himself being
gently led to the bed and told to lay down on his stomach. He felt Rohan
straddle his legs and pull his entrance apart. Next he felt the big head of
the cock he'd dreamt about all day, slowly pushing into him. He relaxed and
enjoyed the feel of the remainder of Rohan's big cock slowly fill him
up. Once inside, Rohan slowly fucked the beautiful arse until he felt his
seed rise. He pulled out and shot his ribbons of white creamy cum over
Dylan's back. Once he'd wiped it clean, he rolled Dylan over and went down
on his semi-erect cock. It didn't take long to get it fully erect and to be
erupting into his mouth with Dylan writhing up and down on the bed.

"Oh fuck, that was so beautiful. Thank you. You're a man of many talents."

Rohan grinned as he wiped Dylan's cock clean. They returned to the other
room and Dylan poured two nightcaps. As they drank those he told Rohan more
about his company in the hope that he'd accept his offer.


4.

The following morning, Rohan woke first. He felt down the bed and found
Dylan's morning erection. He threw back the covers and took the organ into
his mouth. Dylan slowly came to and felt Rohan's beautiful soft lips around
his cock. He let him continue enjoying the way he brought him to a
climax. He erupted into Rohan's mouth and the young man continued sucking
causing his whole body to writhe on the bed. Finally, Rohan looked up and
grinned. "Good morning; you want me to fuck you." Dylan's heart skipped and
he nodded. If only every morning could start like this. Sex with his wife
had now taken a back seat, which was not of his doing. He often wondered
whether she had another man in her life. His needs therefore, had to be
satisfied by paying for escorts of both sexes. Whilst these thoughts
drifted through his mind, he found his legs being lifted over his chest to
expose his arse. It wasn't his favourite position but he let the guy he'd
fallen in love with continue. He watched him lubricate his beautiful naked
erection and slip it inside him. Just being able to watch him made up for
having his legs over his chest. As Rohan slowly fucked, their eyes met. He
loved gazing into the young man's beautiful big brown eyes.

When they'd showered, and dressed, Dylan again invited Rohan to join him
for breakfast and they both ordered the full English again.

"The answer is yes" Rohan said as he tucked into his breakfast having
admired the pert butt of the young waiter as he walked away.

Dylan stopped in his tracks. "You're accepting my offer?" he asked to check
he'd heard correctly. Rohan nodded as he ate. "And the offer of a flat with
its condition?"

"I shall need to live somewhere and not every employee gets the opportunity
to fuck his boss" Rohan grinned before taking another mouthful. Ryan's face
lit up. The thought of having his own lover at his beck and call sent blood
rushing between his legs. He nearly leaned over the table to kiss the young
man who appeared to take everything in his stride.

"Excellent; you do realise of course that the accommodation arrangement
must be kept between the two of us."

"I'm the soul of discretion" Rohan grinned as he finished his breakfast.


"Trevor my driver will collect you at two" Dylan said as they parted after
breakfast. As he walked down the road to catch the bus, Rohan fisted the
air with joy. He'd been offered a job that he'd never dreamed of
getting. He was both excited and apprehensive but he was certain he could
make a success of it, plus he'd get to fuck the chief; how cool was
that. As soon as he got home he called Clive to say that with immediate
effect he was terminating his drug pushing job because he was leaving
Oxford and was vacating his bedsit. Clive questioned where he was going but
he avoided the question as they discussed the notice he had to give on the
flat. After some negotiation, it was agreed that Rohan would pay four weeks
up front instead of the normal calendar month.

He next pulled his escort profile off the net and the Cam4 account. He then
called Mark to tell him that he'd removed the account because he was
leaving Oxford so couldn't continue their duos. Mark was upset because he
still loved Rohan even though he knew he wasn't interested in a
relationship. "Sorry mate but I'm moving on."

His final act was to log into his online bank account and transfer the
money to Clive. Whilst on, he checked the balance of his savings account
and was pleased to see he had more than he'd thought which would come in
handy once in London to purchase new clothes. Having broken his connections
with Oxford, he pressed his suit plus his only dark blue shirt and packed
the remainder of his clothes and personal items.

At ten minutes to two, the door buzzer sounded and he told Trevor he'd be
right down. He skipped down the stairs still excited at the thought of his
new life in London.

"Good afternoon Rohan, welcome to the team of West Electronics" Trevor
smiled as he took his holdall and placed it in the boot of the Jaguar XE
along with his laptop. He opened the rear door and invited Rohan to step
in. He'd never been in an executive car like it before and felt like
royalty. As he fastened his seat belt he silently chuckled. Here he was
moving out of a bedsit using a chauffeur driven car.

Trevor had been Dylan's driver for the past ten years and was now aged
forty-five. They'd met in a gay bar in Soho and he'd taken the
thirty-year-old Dylan back to his flat for a one night stand. That was the
extent of their sexual relationship since both knew they were not right for
each other but they became friends and Dylan asked him to become his
personal driver as he'd just purchased his first executive car. Trevor was
the only person in the company who knew about Dylan's bisexuality and his
use of escorts. He also knew about Rohan being Dylan's male escort during
their time in Oxford and guessed that his employment with the company was a
result of that and that his boss would continue using his services in
London.

Trevor pulled up outside a smart office block and called Dylan to say he
was waiting outside. As they waited, Rohan asked whether West Electronics
occupied the whole building. "Only part of the first floor" Trevor
explained. "In London it occupies two floors but Dylan owns the whole
building and rents the other two." Dylan's achievements excited Rohan and
he felt confident that he could be successful.


It took them just under two hours to drive to Islington where Dylan
lived. The flat he owned, and was letting Rohan use rent free, was situated
three miles away from the house where he resided with his wife and
son. When Trevor had unloaded Rohan's luggage, Dylan asked him to take his
bags to his house and tell his wife he'd be home in about an hour.

"Tell her I've got some urgent business to deal with before I return home"
he grinned "and collect me in an hour please Trevor."

Trevor grinned, knowing what the urgent business was and left.

"Okay, let's get you settled in" he told Rohan.

The flat was on the second floor of a block of eighty flats and consisted
of three rooms; an open living room with a kitchen at one end, a bedroom
and a bathroom. It was perfect for Rohan and he couldn't stop running from
room to room.

"Will you kindly stand still" Dylan laughed, "I need to give you the keys
and the entry code to the main door downstairs." He fully understood
Rohan's excitement and it reminded him of how excited he'd felt when he
moved into his first flat. Rohan stood still and listened to Dylan. "Okay,
now you're installed in your new abode, I think you should show your
appreciation."

Rohan grinned knowing what he meant. "In that case I suggest we strip off
and adjourn to my bedroom."

Dylan's cock went from flaccid to hard immediately as he yanked off his
clothes. Rohan did the same and Dylan looked at his rock-hard cock waiting
for action.

"Any lube handy?" Dylan asked.

"Of course; I'm always prepared" Rohan laughed, "follow me". Dylan followed
him into the bedroom and Rohan took out a bottle of lube from his
holdall. "How would you like me to take you, boss?"

Dylan chuckled and replied "From behind". He laid face down on the bed and
waited for the cock he couldn't get out of his mind to fuck him. Within
seconds he felt the large head penetrate him and the long thick shaft fill
him up. "Yeah, now fuck that arse."

Rohan did as he'd been told and kept fucking until he'd shot his load.

"Beautiful" Dylan replied as he dressed. "Be ready for work at eight thirty
tomorrow morning. Trevor and I will collect you on our way to the office.


The following morning, Rohan was up bright and early. He pressed his suit
plus a white shirt he owned and got dressed. "You looking fucking sexy" he
chuckled as he admired himself in a full-length mirror in the
bathroom. When the door entry buzzer sounded, he told Trevor he'd be right
down.

"Good morning Rohan; did you sleep well?"

"Yes thank you Trevor."

"Hi, how are we feeling this morning?" Dylan smiled as Rohan climbed into
the back of the car beside him.

"On top of the world."

"Great, that's what I like to hear. Is that the only suit you've got?"

Rohan said it was and asked if it was not suitable. Dylan said it was fine
and he looked very sexy in it but he'd need more than one suit for the job
he was going to do. "I'll get Trevor to take you shopping after lunch. If
you need an advance let me know."

Rohan smiled. It seemed this guy was willing to do anything for his staff
or was it just him? "I've got a credit card I can use but thanks for the
offer."

Dylan placed a hand on Rohan's thigh and patted it. "If there's anything
you need, just let me know." The hand wandered nearer to his crotch and
Rohan felt his cock stiffen inside his tight-fitting suit which was
probably not a good way to start a new job.

The office block where the company was located was a ten-minute drive
away. Normally, Rohan would make his own way there but as it was his first
day, Dylan wanted to take him. He also wanted the opportunity of having
those few moments with him alone. On the drive from Oxford, he'd told him
everything he needed to know to do his job as a sales executive and Rohan
had made extensive notes. He'd spent the previous evening learning and
memorising everything as well as digesting the company's sales
brochure. Despite his father considering him a useless individual, he had a
good memory and a good brain to absorb information quickly. Dylan was
impressed with the amount of information he'd retained in such a short
time.

By the time they arrived, staff were already at their desks busy
working. Dylan first took him into the general office that contained
administration and accounts. He gathered the staff together and announced
that Rohan was starting as a new sales executive. Everybody made him feel
welcome and some of the females looked in awe of him, licking their lips as
they did so. "He's gorgeous" one of them whispered which made Dylan
smile. He was then taken to the floor above which contained the electronic
engineers and the sales office.

"Listen up guys" Dylan announced, "I want to introduce you to Rohan who's a
new sales executive. For the first two weeks, he'll be shadowing me on
sales visits and producing quotations with your assistance so be nice to
him." There was a general chuckle and one of the senior engineers looked
the newcomer up and down and mentally stripping him. "Beautiful" he
muttered to himself. Rohan also noticed two junior engineers giving him the
eye and smiled at them. He was next taken into the sales office from where
the three other sales executives operated, along with two administrative
assistants.

Dylan made the same announcement and four members of staff scrutinised the
new boy.

"I didn't know we were taking on a new executive" the most senior executive
commented to Dylan, looking somewhat put out by Rohan's sudden arrival.

"You know very well why we need a new person Garth" Dylan replied
firmly. "Where is he by the way?"

"Um, he's not arrived yet" Garth replied sinking back into his seat,
knowing that the latest recruit, which he'd recommended, was not working
out so would be told to go at the end of the month if he'd not met his
target, which was unlikely. At the age of thirty-eight, Garth was the
oldest in the team and had thought he'd be promoted to the post of manager
but Dylan had said he wanted to manage the team himself and leave Garth to
do what he was best at. He wondered whether that was a polite way of
saying, "You're okay as a sales executive but not as a manager" so accepted
the situation since he was paid well and enjoyed his job. He shook Rohan's
hand firmly and wished him every success. Something told him he was special
but couldn't think why.

Dylan next showed Rohan which desk he'd be using when in the office and
issued him with an Apple laptop which he'd use in the office and out in the
field. He caressed the lid with his hand, admiring its beauty; he'd never
dreamt he'd use one of these knowing how expensive they were. He'd already
been given an Apple iPhone by the office manager for company business so
now felt very much like a proper sales executive despite his lack of
experience. He just hoped he didn't let Dylan down.

"Let's get to work; I've got a sales quote to produce and plan for a big
pitch tomorrow so you can help me with both" Dylan said as he swept out of
the office and made his way to the end of the corridor where his office
suite was situated.

"Morning Shelia" he said on the way in. "I'd like you to meet Rohan; he's a
new sales executive."

Sheila smiled at Rohan and welcomed him to the company as she gave Dylan
his morning post which she'd opened, apart from confidential items. Dylan
swept into his luxurious office and Rohan imagined what it must be like
being the big boss and having an office like this which had big plate glass
windows that overlooked the surrounding area. As Dylan sat down at his
desk, he imagined what it would be like to have Rohan fuck him over the
desk or even pressed up against the plate glass window. "Perhaps one day"
he smiled to himself as he ripped open the confidential items. He suddenly
realised that Rohan was still standing so told him to sit. "Once I've gone
through this post, we'll go into the meeting room and start some serious
work." Rohan glanced at the open door which led into a room that contained
a large wooden table with leather chairs.

Before Dylan started on his post, he told Rohan to fire up his laptop, log
into the company server having given him the logon details and find the
model sales quotation they'd be using. "I take it you know how to use MS
Word and Excel." Rohan said he did, having used it for school work and he'd
used other programs. Dylan nodded and felt his cock react. "Stop thinking
dirty thoughts" he told himself but he knew it wasn't going to be easy with
this gorgeous guy around him all day.

Rohan found the template and studied it. It seemed simple enough provided
Dylan had all the required information. He found other quotes and noted how
they'd been done whilst Dylan dealt with his post. Every so often he looked
up and studied the guy's face and his sexy body. He couldn't help but think
of the fucks he'd given him. It caused his cock to swell inside his tight
trousers and the more he tried to get his mind off it to stop the swelling,
the more it did.

There was a knock on the door and Dylan told Sheila to come in. "Thought
you guys might like a coffee."

"Thanks Sheila, put it on the meeting table please, I'm nearly done here so
we'll move in there." Sheila placed the pot of coffee and cups on the table
and proceeded to leave. Dylan stopped her, saying she could take back the
post and deal with it as shown by his margin notes. As Dylan stood up,
Rohan noticed the bulge inside his trousers; it made his grow even more so
he made sure the laptop covered it.

"Okay, let's get going" Dylan said once Sheila had left them and closed the
door behind her. Rohan stood up exposing the bulge inside his trousers as
he carried his laptop into the meeting room. He hoped Dylan wouldn't notice
but he never missed anything.

"Are you excited about working for me or is my presence turning you on?"
Dylan remarked. Rohan blushed which was unlike him and put the laptop onto
the table. Dylan moved up beside him and felt into his crotch.

"Mm, I reckon I'm turning you on" he laughed and gave the bulge a squeeze
which did nothing to quell it. Rohan looked pointedly at Dylan's crotch
which made his cock grow even more. "Seems we turn each other on" he
laughed. "I reckon we need to do something about that, don't you?"

Rohan grinned unsure how to answer that. Dylan closed the meeting room door
and flicked the `Do not disturb' notice. He opened his trousers and stuck
his erect cock out. "On your knees and stick yours out too. I want to see
it whilst you suck me off." Rohan obeyed and proceeded to suck his boss off
with his own stiff cock waving about. Within a short while, he tasted
Dylan's creamy cum but continued sucking until he was fully drained. "Now
sit on the table and I'll suck you off." It was the first-time Dylan had
done this to him and he enjoyed his hot lips around the big head. When he'd
shot his load, which Dylan swallowed, he fastened up his trousers and told
Rohan to do the same.

"That's better, now we can concentrate on work" Dylan chuckled.

"Do you do that to all your male staff?" Rohan laughed.

"No, more's the pity because there are several here I wouldn't mind
stripping off. You're special; you know that but one word and you're out."

"I'm hardly likely to, am I? I've got too much to lose; besides, I enjoy
the excitement too much."

Dylan smiled and put an arm around his shoulder. "I knew from the outset
that you were special. Play your cards right and you'll go a long way. Now,
down to work."

They spent the next couple of hours working on the quote and Dylan was
amazed at how quickly Rohan picked things up. He also liked the way he made
suggestions about how to word things to emphasise the key points, most of
which were good. When they'd finished, he told him to print it off using
the Wi-Fi printer in his office next door.

"Perfect; congratulations, you've done your first quote. Time for lunch I
think."

The staff restaurant was on the ground floor and serviced the whole
building. Dylan invited Garth to sit with them to keep him sweet.

"So where have you come from?" Garth asked.

Rohan had been expecting this so casually replied "Oxford; where are you
from?" to avoid further questions on which company he'd worked for.

Dylan smiled at Rohan's clever sabotage of Garth's real motive. "Garth's
from Maidstone in Kent, aren't you Garth and I came across Rohan whilst in
Oxford and decided he'd make a perfect addition to our team. Let's face it
Garth, your guy is not making the grade."

Garth had to agree and regretted introducing a guy he knew who was
desperate for a job. Dylan had let him have his way but knew he never would
again so had said goodbye to any chance of becoming the sales manager. The
conversation moved onto modern music which was a subject he knew little
about whereas Dylan seemed to know a lot despite his age. Little did he
know that he sometimes frequented gay clubs so was well versed in all the
latest groups and hits as was Rohan. Dylan smiled knowing that Garth was
married with two kids under the control of a dominant wife.

When lunch was over, Dylan suggested that Rohan went shopping for a second
suit and called for Trevor to take him since Rohan didn't know
London. "Take him to Oxford Street Trevor and try to get back in two
hours." Trevor knew exactly which store to go to so they set off.

"The best way to go is on the tube" he commented as he led Rohan out of the
door.

The shopping trip was highly successful and he purchased a new dark suit
for work to alternate with his dark blue one, and he bought new shirts,
underwear, socks and a new pair of black shoes. He and Trevor were laden
with purchases when they arrived back at Dylan's office.

"Wow, someone's been busy" Dylan grinned as he looked at the packages. He
was tempted to say "I want you to try everything on to see how they look on
you" just so he could get him naked. Instead he turned to Trevor and said
"Have the car ready at six if you would please; Rohan and I have an
important sales meeting to prepare for."

"Certainly boss; see you at six."

When he'd gone, Dylan got down to business. An electronics engineer joined
them for the first part since they needed to know how big a job it was
going to be for the technical team to do the coding for the master chip
which would be used to manufacture the order. "Where is that done?" Rohan
asked.

"We sub contract it to an electronics company in Stevenage."

"So we need to allow for errors and slippage by them" Rohan
commented. Dylan smiled. This guy was ahead of everyone and he'd never done
a job like it ever before. He had natural intuition which was what he
liked. It also reminded him of himself when he was Rohan's age. He'd run
rings around the others in the team which pleased him no end.

By soon after five, they'd completed their preparation for the sales visit
the following morning in which Dylan had given him a small role rather than
sit there like a lemon throughout the meeting. "Do you reckon you can deal
with that aspect?"

Rohan said he was sure he could but had butterflies in his stomach so he'd
have to do some revision when he got home.

Knowing his secretary would have gone plus most of the other staff, Dylan
closed the door to the meeting room and made sure the `Do not disturb'
notice was still showing. "How about you model your new suit for me?" he
grinned.

Rohan smiled guessing what Dylan was up to but he was the boss and he'd
agreed to be available when required for extracurricular activities so he
unpacked his purchases. He stripped down to his briefs and his excited cock
was clearly visible but Dylan let him put the suit on with a new white
shirt.

"Wear that for tomorrow's meeting; you look very sexy in it." Rohan grinned
and stripped down to his briefs again. "Let's see what these look like on
you." Dylan held up a pair of sexy briefs that Rohan had purchased as an
afterthought because they only just about covered his bits. Rohan removed
those he was wearing and his cock jumped to attention. He slipped on the
new ones but his stiff cock peeped over the waistband.

"We can't waste this" Dylan grinned and pulled the briefs down Rohan's legs
and discarded them. Rohan looked over to the window. He was now stark naked
in his boss's office. "Don't worry, nobody can see in; it's one way glass,
so we can see out but nobody can see in. I want to feel that cock inside me
before we go home." Before Rohan could say anything, Dylan had stripped
naked and was bending over the meeting table offering his arse. Rohan
checked his watch and noted they had thirty-five minutes before Trevor was
expecting his boss although he suspected he was used to waiting.

Rohan plunged his face into Dylan's crack and licked the entrance with his
wet tongue. He made a mental note to keep lube in his bag in future but
tonight he'd have to fuck without it. He wet his fingers and pressed them
into the entrance to open him up. Dylan was clearly enjoying it by the
sound he was making. When he was satisfied that the hole was sufficiently
opened and suitably lubricated with his spittle, he gently pressed the big
head if his cock up against it.

"Ah yes, fuck my arse. It's so beautiful."

Rohan pressed the long thick organ right inside and then proceeded to
fuck. He had to admit, it did feel good and his sexual desire overtook the
care he'd started with in order not to hurt Dylan but he was enjoying it
every bit as much. He kept fucking until he could feel his seed rising. He
didn't want to stop but decided to pull out and shoot his load over Dylan's
entrance. Seeing the creamy cum dribbling down his crack, he couldn't stop
himself from stuffing his cock back in using his cum as a lubricant.

Finally, he was spent and he pulled out. Dylan stood up with a cock still
hard and aching for action. Without saying anything, Rohan took the rampant
organ into his mouth and sucked. When he sensed that the point of no return
was about to happen he moved off and let Dylan massage it over his
face. Within seconds, his load of creamy cum was shooting over Rohan's
face. As the ribbons of creamy cum rolled down it, he licked it, savouring
every drop.

"That was fucking superb young man. I shall definitely want to do that
again."

"I'll have lube with me next time" Rohan grinned. He'd also purchased a
leather briefcase earlier to look the part so he'd keep a small bottle in
that.

"We'd better clean you up" Dylan laughed and tore some whiteboard wipe off
the roll that was kept in the room. Once cleaned, they dressed and went
downstairs to find Trevor who was patiently waiting in the Jaguar. "We'll
drop Rohan off on the way Trevor as we've had to work late."

"Certainly boss" he replied but guessed what they'd been up to since both
looked extremely pleased and contented.

Rohan unpacked his purchases and hung the hanging items in the wardrobe and
put the briefs with the socks in the chest of drawers. As he ate the
readymade meal he'd purchased, he looked around at his new surroundings. He
still couldn't quite believe this was all happening.


5.

"Reporting for duty, boss"

Dylan turned and looked at his new sales executive. Just seeing him in his
new suit which hugged him in all the right places, caused his cock to
swell. It wasn't going to be easy having him at close quarters during a
sales visit. "You look perfect and very much the part. I like your leather
briefcase too. Are you ready?"

"Yes, I studied the papers last night and have memorised everything."

"Impressive but you can use notes if you need to."

"It's all in here" Rohan grinned as he tapped his head. He had a knack of
remembering facts and figures.

"Let's get moving; Trevor is waiting by the car."

They were visiting the headquarters of a large manufacturing company in
west London and the stakes were high so it was important that the
presentation went to plan. Dylan had every confidence in Rohan but he
wasn't taking any chances.

"I'd like to introduce my latest recruit gentlemen. At West Electronics, we
like to encourage new talent so I trust you won't object to him joining
me."

The four guys around the table nodded and welcomed Rohan. At first he was
peeved that Dylan had said he was new but it made him even more determined
to show him that he could do the job. Dylan had heard that this company was
very hot on developing young talent so knew it would go down well, even if
Rohan got flustered during his part of the presentation. He commenced the
presentation and Rohan watched on with keen interest. There were several
techniques he learned and remembered them for when he presented the part he
was to do.

"Rohan will now go through the figures for you" Dylan said when he'd
finished. The four guys turned their attention to him, eager to see how the
young recruit performed. When he stood up with no notes and reeled off the
facts and figures, they were amazed and so was Dylan. He'd got every fact
perfect. He could see that the customer's representatives were impressed.

"You've made a good choice, Mr West" the chair of the meeting said.

Dylan smiled, thinking of the real reason why he'd appointed Rohan. "Thank
you; like your company I believe in bringing young people into the
business."

They tried to reduce the price but Dylan stood firm knowing that his prices
were very competitive. A few days later, the company placed an order, and
it was larger than discussed. Over the next ten days, Rohan worked with
Dylan on other quotations and sales presentations. He so loved having the
young guy by his side that he was tempted to make him his personal
assistant but he knew that would be a waste of Rohan's ability. He
reluctantly told him that he had enough knowledge and experience to be on
his own. Rohan felt like jumping up and giving him a kiss but decided that
wouldn't be very professional. Instead he made sure he gave Dylan an extra
big fuck the next time he visited. The two-weekly plan had become weekly
but Rohan didn't mind. He loved fucking his boss and he loved being fucked
by his star employee.

At the end of his first three-month period, he'd more than exceeded his
target and his total sales were the highest in the team which put Garth's
nose out of joint, especially as the guy he'd recommended had now been
given the boot.

During the working week, Rohan spent every minute of every day thinking
about and working on his assignments, except the evening when Dylan came
for his weekly fuck. The relationship with his wife was rapidly
deteriorating and he felt sure she was seeing another guy but it didn't
bother him since he had Rohan and female escorts when he was away on
business. Friday night and Saturday night were the times Rohan relaxed and
enjoyed himself. He now had plenty of money in his pocket so he visited the
gay bars and clubs in Soho. Almost each weekend he picked up a guy and
would either go back to their place or his flat. Several wanted an ongoing
relationship but they were told "sorry, not looking for that" much to their
disappointment. He was still only interested in `one night stands' with no
commitment. He thought perhaps he might settle down with one guy at some
point but he'd have to be very special and so far, nobody had attracted him
sufficiently. He was happy with life, he loved his job and he had plenty of
sex, including with his boss.


Rohan had just passed his twenty-fifth birthday when Dylan asked to see him
just before he was about to go home. He'd done well as a sales executive
and was the top salesman each year.

"Take a seat Rohan" Dylan smiled. He never tired of being in the presence
of this gorgeous sexy guy. Whenever they were alone he felt a bulge form
inside his trousers and today was no exception.

"First I want to congratulate you on winning Roberts Manufacturing
over. I've been trying to get their business for years but have never been
able. How you managed it I haven't a clue apart from your sexy charm which
always goes down well but the Procurement Manager is well known to be an
absolute stickler and wants everything at a knockdown price yet somehow
you've managed to win them over and stick to the full price, so I take my
hat off to you."

"Thanks; I just used my charm on him and it seemed to work" Rohan grinned.

Dylan laughed. "That guy doesn't know the meaning of the word charm so you
clearly did more than that. You didn't fuck him, did you?"

"He's not my type" Rohan grinned which caused Dylan's cock to go up another
notch.

"Anyhow, there's something else I want to discuss with you. I've been
thinking for some time now that we need a Sales Director to manage the
sales team so I can get on with taking the company forward. I'd like you to
be that person."

"Me? Wouldn't that upset Garth?"

"Fuck Garth. You're the best salesman in the team and I believe you have
the right skills and personality to be a manager. If Garth doesn't like it,
he knows what he can do and none of the others come anywhere near what I'm
looking for."

"Wow, thanks; I'm amazed; I never thought I'd become a manager let alone a
director. Would I be on the board?"

"Of course. I've discussed it with the other two and they're more than
happy with the appointment; not that they have a say in it since they're
only minority shareholders and only on the board because of their original
financial input when I started the business. If you accept, you'd become a
twenty percent shareholder; the only other being Tristan who has a ten
percent holding but he's showing no interest in the business at present;
all he wants to do is travel around the world. You'll also receive a salary
increase of course and a company car." Rohan gasped and pinched himself
just to make sure he wasn't dreaming. "I know you can't drive so you can
employ a driver; it might be useful to have another in addition to Trevor."

"So, would you like the job?"

"Absolutely, thanks, I'm overwhelmed."

"You deserve it Rohan; you've worked your socks off since you've been here
and like me, came from nothing. I suggest we have a drink to celebrate."

Dylan walked over to the drinks cabinet and poured two large whiskies,
knowing it was Rohan's favourite.

"Cheers and congratulations." They touched glasses and drank. Dylan still
had an erection and Rohan noticed as his boss sat on the edge of his desk
just a few inches away from him. "See the effect you have on me" Dylan
laughed. "Any chance of doing something about it?"

Rohan checked his watch and knew Sheila would have left for the day and the
other staff would as well. He reached over to Dylan's crotch and felt the
large bulge. His own cock reacted and he suddenly felt horny. Whether it
was the excitement of his new position or the effect of the alcohol, he
wasn't sure but he was more than ready to oblige. He checked the outer
office plus the corridor and all was quiet. He locked the outer office and
flipped the latch on Dylan's office door as he unbuttoned his shirt and
trousers. Dylan was already stark naked and had placed the bottle of lube
he now kept at hand on the desk. He'd dreamt of being fucked over his own
desk and now it was about to happen. He looked at Rohan who'd also stripped
naked. His big cock was standing out proud.

"Yeah, fuck me Mr Sales Director and shoot your load inside me." Dylan bent
over his desk and felt the guy he secretly loved spreading his legs wide
apart. He felt some lube being dribbled down his crack and then the big
head ease its way inside him. "Ah fuck, yeah; that is so beautiful." Rohan
pushed the full length inside and proceeded to fuck. He kept the action
going for a full ten minutes before he felt his climax rise. As it came, he
pulled out and shot the remainder over the entrance before thrusting his
big tool back inside for another five-minute fuck.

When he'd finished, he paused savouring the feel of Dylan's hot arse around
his cock. If the guy hadn't been so much older than him, he might have been
the one he'd settle down with. He pulled out and Dylan stood up. They
grinned at each other and Dylan kissed him lightly on the lips. "Thanks"
was all he said. They cleaned themselves up with tissues and dressed.

"Fancy joining me for something to eat to celebrate your new position?"

Rohan nodded. "Yeah, thanks, I'd like that."

Dylan took him to an upmarket restaurant where the maître d' clearly
knew him. "Good evening Mr West, usual table?"

When they'd ordered the wine and their food, Dylan said he'd make an
announcement to the staff in the morning about Rohan's new post. "I'm
proposing the lower end Jaguar saloon for you; the local dealer has one
immediately available if that's okay." Rohan didn't know much about cars
but it sounded more than suitable. "I'll leave you to recruit your driver"
he added.

Rohan thought for a moment. "I know a guy who might be perfect." He told
Dylan about Kyle who he'd met in a gay bar. He was age twenty and was a
self-employed driver for a taxi firm but was looking for a permanent
position. His parents were from Trinidad but he'd been born in England. His
father was very old-fashioned in his attitudes and when he found out his
eldest son was gay, he told him to leave home saying he was
disgusting. "He's currently sleeping on a mate's sofa; he can't afford a
place of his own because of his low wages."

Dylan's looked thoughtful for a moment. He was going to raise what he was
about to say later but now seemed the ideal time. "My wife left me two
weeks ago; she's moved in with a lover she's been seeing for some while now
and wants to divorce me which is okay by me since our marriage broke down a
long while ago. As you know, Tristan is traveling at present so I was
wondering if you'd consider moving in with me. If you did, then your Kyle
could live at the flat you currently use." He then added before Rohan could
respond "It would only be a sexual relationship, nothing more." He could
have added that he'd always loved Rohan but knew that would complicate
things.

"Wow; a promotion, a shareholding, a car and now an offer to live with the
boss" Rohan grinned.

"I'm not expecting an immediate answer but have a think about it. We get on
well together and I'm very fond of you Rohan." There, he'd gone as far as
he could without using the `love' word. All he could do now was wait for
Rohan's response.

Just then, the waiter came with their food so each started to eat. As he
did so, Rohan thought about the offer. He was very tempted and it would
provide Kyle with somewhere to live.

"I take it we'd sleep together" he said after a few mouthfuls.

"That was the idea" Dylan grinned, "but you can still live your own life;
go to the bars and clubs." He then added as an afterthought "And pick up
other guys".

"And Kyle, would he have to pay rent for the flat?"

"We'd deduct a small charge from his salary but not a commercial rent."

"Okay; when do you want me to move in?

Dylan stopped eating and looked at him. "You're saying yes?" he gasped
hardly believing it.

"Yeah, if that's what you want" Rohan replied.

Dylan reached over the table and held his hand. "Thank you Rohan; it means
so much to me."

Rohan was touched and patted his hand. He too had a soft spot for the older
man. Apart from changing his life, he was also a good fuck so to have more
opportunity to do that was certainly a bonus. "When would you like me to
move in?"

Dylan smiled. "How soon will it take you to pack up?"

"An hour."

"Any appointments tomorrow?" Rohan shook his head. He had a major
presentation to do the day after so he needed time to prepare for that in
the morning. "In that case leave early tomorrow afternoon and I'll get
Trevor to come and collect your things."

They finished their meal and left the restaurant. Trevor had been told he
wouldn't be needed that evening so Dylan hailed a cab. "Fancy coming back
with me tonight so we can celebrate some more?"

Rohan grinned. "Sounds good to me." He already had a swelling organ at the
thought of what he'd be doing so it was an easy decision. He'd never been
to Dylan's house before. It was a four-bedroom detached house in the smart
part of Islington which had a sweeping drive. Inside, it was very modern
and Rohan liked it immediately.

"I'll show you around but before I do, I'd like you stripped down to your
briefs" Dylan grinned.

"Is this a house rule? Rohan laughed.

"It could be" Dylan chuckled.

"In that case we should both adopt the same rule" Rohan grinned as he
removed his shirt, shoes, socks and trousers. Dylan was up for that so did
the same before showing his new housemate around. He left the main bedroom
until last hoping that what he wanted to happen did so. He wasn't
disappointed because as soon as Rohan had taken in the room, noting the
ensuite bathroom, he took Dylan into his arms and kissed him
passionately. They'd not kissed as passionately as this before and it
turned both on.

"Fuck me" Dylan groaned. Rohan pushed him down on the bed and twisted him
over onto his stomach. With a lubricated cock, he pressed against the
beautiful entrance and fucked until he'd shot his load inside.


"Fuck" Dylan muttered when he'd read a note that had been hand delivered
early the following morning. "The cleaner my wife hired is not coming
anymore which means we'll have to find another." He then thought for a
moment and looked at Rohan. "This Kyle guy; do you reckon he'd be willing
to add house cleaning and laundry services to his duties if we said he
could live rent free?"

Rohan said he might so would ask him when he discussed the driving
job. "Are you sure about hiring another driver?"

"How else are you going to get around in a car you can't drive?" Dylan
chuckled.

"I presume I could always learn to drive."

"Thought you didn't like the thought of driving. Can't blame you; driving
around London is a fucking nightmare which is why I hired Trevor and I also
want you to arrive at your destination relaxed, not stressed out but if
this Kyle of yours is willing to include driving and cleaning duties, it
would be ideal." Rohan could see the logic so said he'd have a word with
Kyle. "Use your charm on him and fuck him if it helps" Dylan laughed. "I
take it you have fucked him."

Rohan admitted he had and if he was honest, Kyle had a beautiful arse to
fuck. Even the thought of it caused his cock to twitch.


When Dylan made the staff announcement about Rohan's new position, everyone
except one was pleased and congratulated him. The one exception was of
course Garth. Immediately after the meeting, he followed Dylan back to his
office and asked to speak to him.

"I can't believe you've done this. I've been here twice the number of years
than he has; doesn't loyalty count in this company?"

Dylan told Garth to sit down and closed the door. "Yes, loyalty does count
Garth but performance is the prime deciding factor when promoting
people. You know very well that Rohan has outperformed you for the past
three years and in my view, has the ability and attitude to be a good
manager."

"You mean I don't."

"No, you don't. You just about meet your sales target each quarter but
you're disorganised in the way you work, and to be honest Garth, you're not
particularly respected by the other team members."

"I don't accept that, so I'm quitting."

"That's your choice Garth but Rohan is now your immediate manager so you
need to tell him."

Garth stormed out and went to the sales office. In his absence, Rohan had
made a small meeting room into his office. It was only used occasionally
and overlooked the sales office so was perfect.

"Cocky little shit; who the hell does he think he is" Garth muttered as he
sat down at his desk.

"Oh dear guys; me thinks our Garth has had his feathers ruffled" one of the
sales team laughed.

"You can't tell me you're all happy with this turn of events" Garth
replied.

"I think he'll make an excellent manager. He's good at his job, he listens
and he's good looking" one of the sales administrators laughed.

"You'll have no luck there Kathy love; he swings the other way" the other
gay sales executive laughed.

"I know love; such a shame, all the good-looking guys are gay but you'll be
okay."

The rest of the team said they too felt Rohan was the best man for the job
and were glad that Garth had not been chosen. Garth could see he was in the
minority so continued with the letter he was writing. Once done, he marched
into Rohan's office without knocking on the open door.

"I assume you wish to see me Garth" Rohan smiled seeing that the guy was
still looking angry. He told Garth to sit down and closed his office door
before returning to his chair behind the desk. "How can I help you?" Rohan
commenced although he knew why Garth was there since Dylan had called to
forewarn him and given him the procedure when a member of staff resigned.

"I should have got this job, not you" Garth shouted.

Rohan smiled sweetly. "Well, Dylan is the boss so it's his decision and I
assume he's told you why you were not chosen."

"I'm leaving so handing in my notice."

"That's your choice Garth but I'll need to have that in writing."

Garth slammed down on the desk the letter he'd just scribbled out. Rohan
picked it up and read "I hereby give one-months' notice to leave the
Company."

"Short and to the point" he replied as he checked the online diary and
noted that Garth didn't have any appointments that day. "In that case go
back to your desk and produce a full list of your current assignments with
supporting paperwork and a list of all appointments already booked. When
you've done that bring it to me. You will then leave the company
immediately and be escorted off the premises once you've cleared your
desk. In the meantime, I'll arrange with payroll for you to be paid your
notice in lieu. Oh, and you're barred from making any calls."

Garth looked shocked. He wasn't expecting to have to leave
immediately. "Don't you trust me?"

Rohan smiled and pointed out it was company policy that when a sales
executive or a member of the technical team left, they went
immediately. "I'd have thought you knew that, having been here the
longest."

Garth glared at him and stormed back to his desk. Rohan emailed Dylan to
say "He's on his way out!"

Dylan replied "Congratulations; make sure you find a decent replacement for
him, ideally cute and good looking like you!"

Rohan smiled as he typed the standard resignation acknowledgement letter
he'd found on the system. Half an hour later, a subdued Garth appeared and
Rohan invited him to sit down. He handed over the list he'd prepared and
went through the supporting paperwork which was in a jumble as usual. As
Rohan took the items, he made a point of separating them into a separate
pile for each customer. He checked the list of appointments against the
master online calendar and noted that several were missing but said
nothing.

"Thank you. Have you cleared your desk?" Garth said he had and handed over
his keys, Apple laptop and company phone. Rohan ticked the items off the
list he'd prepared, signed it and asked Garth to do the same, pointing out
a sentence that said "I hereby confirm that I've not retained any contact
details of current or potential customers and do not have any items or
paperwork relating to such current or potential customers in my
possession. If it is later found I do have such information, I understand
that legal action will be taken against me."

"Fuck, does he not trust anyone?" he commented as he signed the document.

"It's good commercial practice Garth; I'd have thought you would realise
that but I assume Dylan has always dealt with leavers in the past" he added
with a sly grin. He then asked Kathy to escort Garth off the premises
knowing that she hated his guts.

When he'd left, Rohan went into the office and asked "Is everyone happy?"

"Yes boss" they all cried out.

"At nine tomorrow morning we'll have the first of a weekly sales meeting to
discuss where we go from here and review what you're all doing. And I'd
like you two ladies to be present so you're kept in the loop."

The two sales administrators grinned. They'd not been party to sales
meetings before when Dylan held them monthly, so their view of their new
boss went up another two notches.

Back in his office, Rohan called Kyle to ask if he was interested in being
his driver. He said he was and agreed to visit the following morning after
the sales meeting. He now had to finalise the sales presentation he had
that afternoon. His email system pinged and noted one from Sheila.

"Congratulations Rohan on your new appointment, I'm sure you'll be a great
success. Dylan has asked me to email your new contract and the paperwork
you need to sign regarding your appointment as a director. Once you've
signed the documents, let me have them please. Your car will be ready for
collection from the showroom tomorrow afternoon and your new business cards
will be delivered later today."

Rohan smiled as he printed off the documents. Sheila was ultra-efficient
just like her boss. He hoped he could maintain the same level of efficiency
but he reckoned he could.

At five o'clock he popped his head into Dylan's office to say he was off to
do his packing. "Okay, Trevor and I will be around just after six to
collect you. How's the first day gone?"

"Good; only lost one member of staff" Rohan grinned.

"That fucker's no loss; have you arranged for a replacement?"

Rohan said he had and Sheila had sent details to the recruitment agencies
they used. Dylan smiled and nodded. He knew he'd made the right decision to
promote the guy he loved. He was so like him when it came to getting things
done.


It took Rohan just under the hour to pack his personal things and give the
flat a quick clean. He'd left several items of food in the refrigerator in
the hope that Kyle would accept the driving job and made a mental note to
clear them if he didn't or couldn't start for a few days. At five past six,
the door entry buzzer sounded and he let Trevor in.

"Congratulations on your new appointment Rohan" he said as soon as he was
through the door. Rohan noticed that he made no comment about him moving in
with Dylan but that was Trevor, the ultimate keeper of things that had to
be kept confidential.

They each grabbed items and took them down to the car where Dylan was
waiting. Once loaded into the boot of the car, he climbed into the
back. Dylan was itching to take the younger guy into his arms. Instead he
patted Rohan's thigh and slowly moved it into his crotch. As usual, the
organ reacted much to his delight. He was so going to enjoy home life from
now on.

"Thanks Trevor, see you in the morning" Dylan said once everything had been
unloaded. When he'd driven off and the front door was closed, he pulled
Rohan into an embrace. "Welcome to your new home; I so hope you'll be happy
here."

"I'm sure I will" Rohan smiled and kissed Dylan on the lips. Both felt
their cocks react and when the kiss finished, he added "Time to adopt the
house rule I think" and immediately stripped down to his briefs. Dylan
laughed and did the same before helping to take everything upstairs.


6.

The sales meeting went well and the team were happy with the way Rohan
managed it. By the time it ended, Kyle had arrived so Rohan took him into
his office. When he'd detailed the driving job, it's pay and conditions
which included the use of the flat, Kyle said he'd love to accept. He then
discussed Dylan's proposal concerning the cleaning and laundry tasks.

"Yeah, I'm happy to do that if it means I'll get the flat rent free."

With everything agreed, Rohan asked when he could commence. Kyle said he
could start immediately as he wasn't on a contract with his taxi firm. They
also discussed the importance of confidentiality, especially his and
Dylan's living arrangements.

"My lips are sealed" Kyle grinned "except when they're around a guy's
cock."

Rohan smiled; he looked forward to having Kyle around and agreed to meet
him at the garage later that afternoon by which time he'd have finished his
sales visit. They discussed what he should wear and Rohan said a dark suit
with a white shirt. With everything agreed, Kyle left and Rohan typed the
confirmation letter and produced the contract using Trevor's as a model so
he could give it to Kyle later. He emailed Dylan saying "Cute black driver
appointed and he's agreed to include the cleaning and laundry duties in
return for the flat rent free."

"Great, give him an extra fuck from me!" came the reply.

Trevor drove him to his appointment in west London and Rohan felt very much
the part. When he reported to the reception, he announced himself as the
Sales Director of West Electronics. It rolled off the tongue and sounded
good. The customer was also impressed not realising he was dealing with a
director instead of a humble sales executive. The presentation went well
and the guy he was meeting was impressed by what West Electronics could
offer and the price. He decided to place an order on the spot and gave
Rohan the details of what the microchips had to do. Having already
discussed the basic requirement with their technical team, Rohan knew it
was a relatively simple job.

He left feeling pleased with himself. He'd started his new role
successfully and knew Dylan would be pleased. Trevor dropped him off at the
garage and Kyle was already there suitably dressed in a white shirt and
dark grey suit that fitted him in all the right places.

"You look great and very sexy" Rohan whispered as they made their way into
the showroom. He announced who he was and the assistant asked him to take a
seat since the sales guy he needed to see was currently with a
customer. The assistant offered them tea and Rohan decided to take the
opportunity to go through the offer letter and contract he'd produced. Kyle
was prepared to sign anything since the offer exceeded his wildest dreams
but Rohan insisted on him reading it so he fully understood it. When he'd
done so he duly signed both copies and returned one to Rohan.

"I won't let you down" he whispered.

"I know you won't Kyle; welcome to the team and I hope you'll be very
happy."

Kyle knew he would, since he'd be working for the guy he secretly loved
even though Rohan had told him that he wasn't looking for a relationship
but he hoped they might have sex at some point since he loved the feel of
his beautiful big cock up his arse. He was very much a bottom and loved
being fucked.

Eventually, the sales guy was ready to see them and apologised for keeping
them waiting. He went through the paperwork which Dylan had authorised him
to sign and the guy took them out to see the car. It was dark blue which
Rohan loved and had matching dark blue upholstery. Kyle silently gasped at
it not having driven a Jaguar before, let alone a brand-new car but he
tried not to show his excitement as the guy explained the controls. Rohan
explained that Kyle was his driver so would be the person who'd be bringing
it in for servicing or if there were any problems. The salesman made a note
of Kyle's name for the record and wished him happy driving.

Having adjusted the driving seat, Kyle gingerly drove it off the forecourt
and joined the busy road with Rohan sitting beside him.

"Let's give it a spin before we collect your stuff and I take you to your
new home."

Kyle chose the back roads to start with to get used to the controls but his
innate driving skills soon took over so he returned to the main road and
drove to his friend's house to collect his belongings. When they arrived,
he introduced Rohan as his new boss to Darrell and they eyed each other up,
both feeling a reaction down below. Darrell, also Trinidadian, was two
years older than Kyle and just as sexy. Although he was versatile, he
particularly loved fucking so he'd had a great time whilst Kyle had been
staying with him. Even though he knew the time would come when Kyle moved
on, he was sad to see him go and Rohan was touched by their affection for
each other when it was time to leave.

Rohan directed Kyle to the block of flats and where to park the car in the
basement carpark before taking the lift to the flat. Once inside, he
gasped. He'd never dreamt that he'd be living in a place like this. His
parents were poor and he'd been brought up in a small dwelling in the east
end of London so had never experienced living in what to him seemed an
enormous space. He was so excited that he flung his arms around Rohan and
they kissed. Things rapidly moved on and in no time, they were undressing
each other and romping on the bed having sex. Rohan suddenly realised he
had his naked cock inside Kyle's beautiful sexy arse and was pumping like
mad. When his climax was rising, he pulled out and shot his load over
Kyle's beautiful smooth black chest. They looked at each other and grinned,
both realising they'd thrown caution to the wind.

"I hope you test regularly" Rohan said.

"Of course and I assume you do too, but I trust you so I'm not worried."

Rohan nodded wondering if this was how things were going to be whenever
they had the opportunity. He smiled to himself; it seemed history was
repeating itself. Instead of Dylan coming to have sex with him, he'd be
coming to have sex with Kyle.

As the weekend was only a day away, it was agreed that Kyle would visit on
the Saturday to commence his duties at the house. When Dylan saw him, he
felt an immediate reaction. It was a pity that Kyle was also a bottom like
him, but he hoped to indulge in some other way. At least he had the
pleasure of seeing Kyle perform his duties wearing a tight-fitting pair of
shorts.


Life continued well for Rohan. He was successful in his role as Sales
Director and the sales continued to flow in under his leadership. He'd
recruited a replacement for Garth who was young, very attractive and hungry
for success so he too did well. The team worked as one and everybody was
happy. His personal life with Dylan also went well. They respected each
other's freedom to do what they wanted but enjoyed their time
together. Rohan still frequented the gay bars and clubs, albeit not weekly,
and Kyle often accompanied him now he had money in his pocket. If they were
lucky and picked up a guy, they'd take him back to the flat where they'd
spend the night having wild sex. They also enjoyed each other's company and
often they'd go back to the flat if a sales visit was at the end of the day
so Rohan could give Kyle a good hard fuck.


"I'd like you to visit the Oxford office" Dylan told Rohan one day. "Now
you're Sales Director, the two sales executives based there should report
to you but you'll not have any problems with them. Neither have any
aspirations to be a manager. They're also cute but sadly not gay. I've told
the Technical Manager that you're coming.

Rohan looked at his diary and said he could go the day after next. He'd
accompany each sales executive to a couple of sales visits to assess their
ability and get to know them, so he'd be away for three nights. He also
looked forward to spending three nights with Kyle since he'd book a double
room for the pair of them.

Kyle was excited when he learned about the Oxford trip since it would give
him the opportunity to try out the Jaguar on a long stretch of
motorway. When Kyle heard that they'd be sharing a room, he became even
more excited, as did his cock.

The journey went well and Rohan enjoyed the ride sitting beside Kyle. He
was a steady driver and despite having a fast car, didn't take risks. They
went straight to the company office and Rohan introduced himself. The
Technical Manager welcomed him and took him to meet the sales guys.

"To be honest Rohan, I'm more than happy that these guys are now reporting
to you because I know fuck all about sales."

"I'll come up once a month to see them and have weekly Skype sessions with
them."

"Excellent, they both need some more direction. Dylan hasn't really had the
time."

Dylan was right, the two guys were very cute and were pleased to see
Rohan. He explained they'd report to him in future and how he planned to
manage them which went down well. They also liked the idea of him
accompanying them on a couple of sales visits whilst he was there.

That evening, Rohan took Kyle out for a meal and went to the restaurant
Dylan had taken him to when they'd met. Kyle wasn't used to such expensive
places but enjoyed the experience, especially since he was with his knight
in shining armour who'd improved his life so much. When they got back to
the hotel, Rohan stripped Kyle off and licked his gorgeous black body from
top to bottom. Kyle giggled and loved it, especially when he got to his
cock which was now rock hard. Rohan licked the slit and caused Kyle to
squirm on the bed. He lifted Kyle's legs to expose what he wanted and
licked it. Kyle was now in ecstasy. He watched Rohan prepare his tool and
slowly press the large head against his quivering entrance. Bit by bit he
felt it slip inside him before thrusting back and forth. It was the most
wonderful feeling and he wanted it to last forever but sadly, it came to an
end when Rohan reached his point of no return.

Whilst in Oxford, Rohan decided to do something he never thought he would
ever do. He decided to visit his parents but had no desire to mend bridges
or return as the ashamed son. His only reason for seeing them, was to show
his father how wrong he'd been. He guided Kyle to the address, asked him to
wait in the car and be visible whilst he handled his mission. Kyle was
intrigued, so sat upright in the driver's seat. Rohan had specifically told
him to park with the driver's side up against the curb so he could be
clearly seen.

He watched Rohan knock on the door and wait. It was opened by a woman. She
gasped on seeing him and threw her arms around him.

"Rohan my son, you've returned, come on in" she exclaimed with joy. "It's
Rohan, he's returned home" she shouted to his father once he was inside the
hallway.

"If he's after money tell him he's not getting any."

Rohan wasn't surprised by his father's reaction. "Tell him I've got more
money than he'll ever have" he shouted angrily. "The Jaguar outside is mine
and I employ the driver" he added and opened the front door so his mother
could see. "If you need anything mother, contact me on this number." He
gave her one of his business cards and she read his name followed by `Sales
Director, West Electronics'. She looked at him, confused. "But, if father
needs help, tell him he's not getting any; is that clear mother."

Having made his point, he left. As he returned to the car he noticed his
father peering out of the window.

"Wave Kyle" he grinned.

[The story continues so watch out for `Tristan Returns Home'.]

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