Date: Thu, 12 May 2005 16:19:42 EDT From: BurgyHill@aol.com Subject: best job in the world part three Disclaimer - The following is fiction. It is not meant to imply the sexuality of any persons mentioned. I entered the room. "Hi baby", Alan said. He was stood there in a bath robe. I wondered what he had on underneath. "I woke up this morning so horny. I just had to have you come so I could feel those magic lips of your on my cock", he said as he pulled me towards him. He kissed me gently on my lips before forcing his tongue into my mouth. He held me tightly as our tongues danced together. His hand ran down the side of my body ahead of entering my trackie bottoms and grabbing hold of my rock hard cock. I was still in dream land. He had touched my cock on two occasions previously and I had cum within seconds of him doing so. I concentrated hard on not shooting my load but knew if he kept rubbing me like that I would not be able to control myself. Fortunately he stepped back, "Have you been thinking about me", he asked in sexy voice. "Yes", I nodded. "And wanking off over me too", he enquired. "About a million times since Monday", I exaggerated. "Good", he said, "Well now you've got the real thing". He opened the knot that was holding his bathrobe closed and allowed it to fall to the ground. He stood there in just a pair of clean crisp 2(x)ist undies. I could make the outline of his semi hard cock through them. "Can I feel you up please sir", I pleaded. "Alan", he scalded me. "Can I feel you up Alan", I corrected myself, "Please", I added. He laughed. Opening the palms of his hands to show I had his permission. I moved towards him and cupped his cock and balls through the material of his underwear. I rubbed my hand all over it as it began to harden. I put my face to his chest and smelt his manly odours. Next I slid my hand inside his undies and took hold of his stiff prick. I wanked it up and down about six times before removing my hands and rubbing them over his chest. Closing my eyes I kissed him softly on his chest. I was in heaven I could not believe this was happening to me. "Come on", he said as he lay down on the bed, "I want you to strip down to your underwear - very slowly" He lay there with his legs spread wide as he waited for me to start removing my clothes. I smiled at him. He blew me a kiss before raising his eyebrows in an indication that he wanted me to begin. I slowly lifted my t-shirt over my head to reveal my smooth hairless chest. Next I bent down and gradually undid my laces on my trainers removing one and then the other. I looked down at him. He was lightly playing with his cock through his underwear. I took one sock off and then the other throwing them into the corner off the room. The sun was beating in through the window as I smiled down at him. I turned away from him and little by little began to remove my trackie bottoms. I stepped out of them kicking them into the corner with the rest of my clothes. I lowered the back of my underwear to expose the top of my arse to him. My cock was stiff. I was about to take my undies down. "Come here", he said. I walked towards him. He patted the bed at the side of him and I joined him on it. I could feel the heat from his body as I lay along side him. I wished Pete could see me now he would have to believe me then. We looked each other in the eyes and he brought his lips to mine. We kissed. I was in ecstasy one off the fittest footballers in the league was lying next to me and I was going to get to suck his cock. I felt his hand reach inside my underwear and start playing with my cock. I reached down and felt him up through his undies. He started wanking my cock. I took hold of his arm to stop him. "No", I said, "You'll make me cum". "That's the idea Andy boy", he giggled. "Not yet", I told him," I want to suck your cock some first". "Well what you waiting for", he said, "It's dying to be sucked". He reached down and began to take off his white undies. "No let me please", I begged him. He smiled and I knelt up and put either hand on each side of his undies. I slowly began to pull them down. I stopped for a second as his pubic hair came into view. He lifted his arse up slightly to give me better access as I pulled them down some more little by little. His cock sprang up as I eventually freed it from it's confines. I looked him in the face. He smiled back at me. I pulled his undies right off and through them on the floor. "Perhaps he might let me keep them later", I thought to myself. I took hold of his dick and placed it into the palm of my hand. I rubbed his balls with the tips of my fingers as I gently toyed with his manhood. "Go on. Suck it babe", he moaned. He spread his legs really wide as I lay down between them. I took hold of his cock and put the tip into my mouth and licked round the head. I took my mouth off his cock and proceeded to give his balls a good tongue lashing. At the same time I gently wanked his cock. I returned to his dick and slowly took it inch by inch into my mouth until the whole length of it had disappeared. I licked back up the shaft before again slowly taking it again fully into my mouth. I kept this slow tease up for several minutes from the noises he was making he was really enjoying it and I was too I could keep this up all day. I had my eyes closed tightly his cock was getting stiffer by the minute. "Faster babe", he groaned. I picked up my pace on his cock alternating between deep and short strokes all the time licking the head of his cock with my tongue. His legs were making involuntary movements as I bobbed up and down on his stiffening prick. I knew it would not be long now before his load began to make it's way from deep inside his balls to my eager mouth. "Jesus", he screamed as he hit his clinched hand onto the bed clothes. I felt his cock get even harder and my I rubbed his tightening ball sack with my hand. His cock twitched and I felt his spunk rise up his shaft before it spewed into my mouth. I tried to count the number of shots them came out. One, two, three, four, five, six I couldn't not keep count. This was the biggest load that my mouth had been fortunate enough to coax out of anyone since I discovered the pleasure of sucking cock. I could not swallow it all it dripped out of my mouth back down his cock and over his balls, onto his legs, staining the bed sheets. "That was fucking amazing", he cried out, as he struggled to regain his composure. "If you keep sucking me like that you have got a job for life", he gasped. "Where did you get all that spunk from", I said as I licked his balls dry. My own cock was rock hard and demanding to be released. "I don't think I have shot so much. I have your delightful mouth to thank for that", Alan said as he reached down and ran his hand over my head. "We need to do something about that tent in your undies", he grinned. "You can suck it if you want", I asked hopefully. I had sucked about 15 guys off in my life but most of them had turned out straight. Only a couple had reciprocated and that was some time ago. "I'm no cocksucker", he said, "I will wank you off though. I like feeling young lads pricks" "Can I cum on you", I requested. "Go on just this once", he said. I pulled my underwear off and through them onto the pile with my other clothes. I sat on his stomach with my legs either side of him. He reached up and took hold of my cock. I looked down at him as he began to manipulate my stiff prick. I was disappointed he was not going to return the favour that I had just performed for him. But if anyone had said a couple of weeks ago that Alan Smith would offer to wank me off I would have jumped at the chance. His hand moved faster and faster along my shaft I knew I just have to shoot my load. I closed my eyes as I felt him bring me to the point of no return and my balls splattered his chest with their contents. I dropped to lay down beside him and to wrap my arms around him. He held me for a few seconds. "I have to go soon", he said his head turned away from mine. I wanted to hold him a little longer. "When can I see you again", I said not wanting to let go. "When my cock yearns for your magical lips", he said matter of factly. "Do you want to fuck me", I asked trying to get to stay with him. I had never been fucked properly. I had messed with one of mates when I was younger but he never stuck it right up me, preferring to hump me till he shot his load and although I had fucked him quite a few times he never did it back. I was a little nervous about taking it for the first time, but if it meant I could stay with Alan than I would let him do it. "Sorry", he sighed, "I'm not into fucking arse only a fanny. I chose you cause boys can suck better than girls. I love having my cock sucked. You understand don't you" I was pissed off. I thought he's just using me. But I remembered the job I had just given up and the 200 pounds a week he was paying me. I had really enjoyed sucking him off and I did not want for that to end. "So your just a part time puff", I said angrily. "No", he said, turning over and pinning me to the bed, "I'm not gay at all. I just want you to suck my cock when it needs attention. I never promised you anything else. I'm paying you good money for this arrangement. "But you said you liked looking at me in my undies. That means your gay", I retorted. "Yes, I mean no", he said, holding his head in his hands. "I like you. I don't know what I like", he said laying back on the bed. Suddenly I felt a power over him. I knew he would never be my boyfriend and that this was a deadly secret. I could see he was confused. Perhaps he needed someone like me to help him explore his sexuality and that one day he maybe able to come out. "It's ok", I said reassuringly, "I will do whatever you want me to do". "Thanks", he said a smile returning to his face, "I've got a lot to lose if this ever gets out" "I've promised I will never tell anyone and I will stick to that", I said as I stroked his arm. I moved my head close to his and kissed softly on his cheek and then again in his lips. He responded my holding the back of my head. "Come on", he said, "I really do have to go. The season starts next week and I am suppose to be in training. I will be in touch soon I guarantee. The boss says we cant see wives or girlfriends for two days before matches, but he never mentioned anything about getting our cocks sucked my fit young lads like you". I laughed. So this might not turn out to be a bed of roses, but at least I was getting to suck off one of the fittest players in the country. With that Alan began to get dressed. I picked my clothes up and followed suit. "You go on I will wait a few minutes before I leave. And don't hang around we can't be seen together in public. If you ever bump into me you must act as though we have never met", he instructed me. "Can I have a kiss before I leave", I asked. Alan put his arms around me pulled me towards him. I closed my eyes as our lips met. He put his hand on my bum and began to rub it. "You are making me hard again", I said. "We have not got time for that", he said. He patted my bum and pushed me towards the door. I took one last look at him and walked off down the corridor closing the door behind me. A waiter carrying some bedding walked past me and gave me a strange look. "Fuck you", I thought, "Your going to need that for 307 the bed is covered in mine and Alan Smith's spunk". I walked out of the hotel and looked at my watch, 20 past 1, it read. My mother always had Sunday dinner ready for five. I decided to have a couple of pints I was going to need some courage if I was going to tell them about my change of job. Mr. Hilton had given me a letter saying that I was being taken as a clerk in his office. It said I didn't start till 10. So as both my parents left for work before 8.30 they would never know if I went in or not. My mum usually got in just after 5 so I could say that I had just walked in myself. Unless of course Mr. Hilton's client needed servicing that day. I went into Via Fossa in the Village in Manchester and ordered myself a pint of Fosters. I looked around the bar to see if I knew anyone in there. I had only been in a couple of times before so although I recognised one or two I did not know anyone to speak to. I went outside and stood beside the canal wall and watched people coming and going. I had almost drunk my pint when a guy about 25 came up to me. "Can I get you another pint", he said, "Or do you want to go back to my flat". I thought about telling him I had just shagged Alan Smith but knew I couldn't. I didn't really what to talk to him so I told him I was leaving. "My mates are expecting me. I have to go", I replied. "Okay", he said, "Some other time then". I got the bus home and went up to my room. I played computer games for a while and watched a bit of telly. I was nervous about telling my parents about my job. I lay on my bed and began to think about Alan. My cock stiffened and I pulled it out and began to toss myself off. I pulled the silky shorts out from under my bed and sniffed them imagining that Alan had worn them in some match. I did not take long before I was shooting my second load of the day. At dinner I nervously told my parents about my job change and I showed them the letter. I was relieved when they said they were pleased for me. That night in bed I wondered when Alan would be in touch. If he was horny as me then it would not be too long. I did not hear anything all week. I went down to Mr. Hilton's office a couple of times but got bored hanging around. I asked him if anymore of his client's needed any special services, but he said his client's affairs were confidential. Pete came round on Thursday evening and said he had split up with his girlfriend. I told him he could come round anytime he wanted and I could attend to his needs until he found a new girl but he said he wasn't in the mood so we just chatted. The following Sunday a week after I had last seen Alan. I watched Manchester United play Arsenal in the Charity Shield on television. Alan was a substitute and only got on for the last five minutes. Arsenal won the game 2 - 1. Alan didn't score. "He can score with me anytime he wants", I thought to myself. By Tuesday I was really bored and had even tidied my bedroom for the first time in ages. I was sat in my chair playing with a rubber band when my phone rang. "Hello", said Mr. Hilton "Hi", I said, "How's Alan" "He wants you to meet him. Do you know the Travelodge on Broadway in Chadderton", he asked. "Yes", I said, "It's only about 15 minutes from my house" "He picked that one for that reason. Can you be there in half an hour", Mr. Hilton said. "Sure can", I said almost dropping my phone. "He will see you there than", said Mr. Hilton hanging up. I rushed to bathroom and washed my face and put on deodorant. I wanted smell really nice for him. I left my house and set off walking. There was not a bus from my house to Broadway put if I used the side streets a could walk there in time. I half walked half ran along the roads. I was nearly there when I realised I did not know which room to go to. I tried calling Mr. Hilton on my phone but his receptionist said he was unavailable. As I entered the car park a Jaguar with blacked out windows pulled along side me. "Get in", the driver said. It was Alan. "Hi", I said. "We can't stop here", he said. "Where are we going", I asked. "We are going somewhere were you can suck my cock. Oh and there is someone else who would like to meet you", Alan said. To be continued.