My name is Bob, a sixteen-year-old guy looking for more action. The problem is that I love to submit to dominant men, but they are hard to find. At my age I haven't been successful in making connections on Craigslist or other hookup sites. As soon as they learn my age they tell me to come back when I'm older. I understand they want to avoid a police sting operation, but what am I supposed to do until then? Jack-off I suppose – sigh.

I did have a dom, who was great. He made me blow him in his car and all kinds of places. We would be out in public, and whenever he took out his cock I was expected to suck him without hesitation. We had some great times. Most of the time he just plays with me by testing my obedience, whipping out his cock in a public place like a sidewalk when there is nobody around. Of course, someone could come by at any time, and that was the point of it. He wanted me to willingly expose myself to possible discovery. At first it scared me to death, but he told me if I didn't cooperate we would be finished – he knew I needed to suck him and used that as leverage. I especially liked it when he would call me a cocksucking faggot.

Sometimes in public he would introduce me as his personal cocksucking faggot, and offer my mouth to guys. Most declined, but a few accepted, and he took pictures while I sucked them off.

One time we were downtown and he led me into an alley. He ducked behind a trash dumpster and whipped out his cock. I obediently sucked him for a couple minutes until he rewarded my efforts. Most of the time I would just start to suck him when he would pull out, satisfied with my submission. He even made a point to find surviellance cameras and feed me his cock in plain view of the camera. That seemed really risky, especially when he told me that he always positioned himself so my face was clearly visible to the camera and his wasn't. He said that sooner or later someone would use facial recognition software and identify me. That got me scared, but I could stop submitting to him. Sadly, he moved away and I'm on my own.

Its not that hard to find guys to blow – that's not the problem – but most are not doms. I blow them and then thank me afterward. It's kind of nice, but not what I really want.

I read the Craiglist postings nearly every day, hoping to find a dom who would take a young guy. I answered a lot of postings, and occasionally met a guy to blow, but they turned out to be a nice guys, not doms. One day I was surprised to see a posting very different from any I had ever seen.

The title read: "Wanted – Sexual Harassment Candidates" and the posting read:

"With the recent downfall of many powerful men, and the growing "Me Too" movement, dominant men are on the defensive.

We are a specialized job placement firm looking for candidates of either gender who would welcome and accept sexual advances from dominant men. These are primary entry level jobs, so only your willingness to be of service is most important.

Some jobs may require your submission to multiple men, while some will require only one.

Call xxx-xxxx for an interview."

That was incredible! I thought it must be some sort of gag, but I took the number down and called it. A nice sounding woman answered, and the call went like this:

Me: "Hello, this is Bob – I'm responding to your posting in Craigslist"

Her: "Hello Bob. I'm Nancy – thank you for calling. We are a non-traditional job placement firm, so we don't go by the usual rules. May I ask you a few of the forbidden questions?"

Me: "Sure, go ahead."

Her: "You are a male – correct?"

Me: "Yes."

Her: "Are you willing to submit sexually to a dominant male?"

Me: "Oh yes, I would really welcome that!"

Her: "Are you a bottom?"

Me: "Completely – and I love getting it in either end – or both."

Her: [gigglling] "I see – you sound like the sort we are looking for. How old are you?"

Me: "Sixteen." I hoped that wouldn't be a problem.

Her: "That is a bit limiting, but there are a few unpaid internships that might work for you."

Me: "That would be fine – I'm really eager to be of service."

Nancy said she would have to meet me, and we scheduled an in-person interview for later that week.
When I arrived she told me of two internship openings and said she could arrange for me to interview as soon as we took care of some preliminaries. She said if the interview was successful they would offer me a position immediately.

"Sounds good," I said, "What preliminaries?"

"Just some necessary precautions," Nancy said, "We need you to sign a couple of legal forms stating that you are freely offering yourself sexually and are not involved in any way with law enforcement. Furthermore, you indemnify any employer or their agent from any litigation for sexual harassment or misconduct."

"That sounds fair," I said, "With all that has been going on, I'll bet a lot of guys are running scared."

"That's why we are here," said Nancy, "There is also an additional security provision."

"What's that?" I asked.

"We need to take a picture of you that you would never want to be made public," explained Nancy, "Just as an added security measure."

"What kind of picture?" I asked.

"Well, how would it be if we had clear face picture of you with a cock in your mouth?" Nancy asked.

"That sure isn't something I would want to get out!" I agreed, "Are you sure you can keep it secure?"

"Absolutely," said Nancy, "But we need the names and contact information of your friends and family, just in case we do need to send it out."

That didn't seem like a very smart thing to do, but I reluctantly agreed – I really wanted this.

Nancy took me to a small room with several cameras set up. She told me to undress and kneel on the matt on the floor. I did, and a tall black guy entered. "You the cocksucker?" he said.

"I am," I said, "Ready to perform."

He unzipped and took out his cock, which was big, though still soft. "Get to work faggot," he said.

I took him into my mouth and sucked him to erection while Nancy took pictures. "Look me in the eyes, sissy," he said, and I looked up at him.

"Yeah, you my bitch, ain't you?" he asked, and all I could do is grunt in agreement. Once he was fully hard he pulled out and said, lean over that table and spread your legs, bitch!"

I laid on the table and felt him press a couple of fingers into me with lube. "I'm gonna take your sissy white ass, faggot!" he said, and pressed his hard cock into me. He was pretty substantial, but I was accustomed to being buggered, and it felt pretty good. He pumped in and out of me, holding my hips as he fucked me.

"You ready for it, bitch?" he asked.

"Yes, give it to me, please!" I replied. He pulled out and told me to get on my knees and open my mouth. I did so and he stroked his cock, shooting the first few squirts of his load right into my mouth and the rest on my face.

"That's great!" said Nancy. She sent me to the bathroom to clean up, and told me to get dressed afterwards and come back to her office.

I swallowed and really wanted to jack-off – the entire scene was incredibly arousing for me, but I'd have to wait for that. When I returned to her office she said, "I have a really good security picture, and the video captured everything. We'll send it over to the employers and I think they will want you."

I thanked her and left. When I got home I checked my email and found a message from Nancy with a movie clip attached. I played it and it was me submitting to the black guy. I didn't even know his name, but that wasn't important. It was so exciting watching him have his way with me that my cock was out in a moment and I was pumping myself to pleasure.

I went to bed and lay there thinking about the events of the day. I realized that total strangers would be watching the video Nancy made, and hoped they wouldn't share with their friends. Still, it was a pretty good representation of his submissiveness, and gave an accurate representation of what a dom could expect from me.

The next morning I played the video again and jacked-off. I got ready for school and hoped to hear from Nancy today. About ten I received a text from Nancy saying that she submitted my information and video to two companies and they both want to interview me. Could I do 4pm and 6pm interviews? I texted back that I could and she responded with the company names and addresses.

I called my Mom to tell her that I wouldn't be home for dinner. She was delighted to hear that I was interviewing for an internship – she would have thought differently if she knew what I was really up to!

After school I hurried home and changed my clothes to something more suitable for an interview. I arrived a little before four at the Emery Logistics, which was a warehouse and trucking company. I was to interview with Mr. Gibbons, the president. He welcomed me and took me to his office.

"I viewed your video and you seem eager to please," he said. I agreed and offered to show him, but he said, "First, I want to show you around and introduce you to some of the men you'll be working with."

He took me through the office and introduced me to a couple of salesman and then left me with Ed, the dispatcher, while he called the warehouse team together. "We're all really looking forward to having you on the team," he said, "We've never had an intern with the kind of responsibilities you'll have."

"Does everyone here know about my responsibilies?" I asked.

"All the men do," he said, "And chances are the women will figure it out sooner or later."

I hadn't expected this – it was like I was "out" to the entire company.

Mr. Gibbons came back and told me that they were ready for me, and took me out to the warehouse, where I was introduced to seventeen guys: some fork truck drivers, inventory clerks and a foreman. They had a raffle to see who would go first with you," he said.

"Who's the lucky guy?" he asked.

"Joe is," said the foreman, and he called Joe to come forward. He extended his hand and I shook it. Then he unzipped his pants and took out his cock. To a cocksucker, that's the universal signal to drop to your knees, which I did, and soon he was in my mouth. All the guys gathered around to cheer me on, and Joe kept telling me what a good cocksucker I was.

Soon Joe unloaded in my mouth and pulled out. I swallowed and said, "I'll be glad to do more."

The nearest guy unzipped and approached and soon I was sucking him. I found that sucking with a big audience was especially hot, and I was fully hard inside my pants. I wanted to jack-off but that wasn't what I was there for. Soon the guy came, and I saw that I now had a suck line going.

This was a first for me – I had heard of such things and sometimes fantasized about them, but never believed it could really happen! Each of the guys came quickly – they were probably all aroused anticipating my visit. I returned with Mr. Gibbons to his office.

"How are you feeling?" he asked.

"I'm doing fine," I replied.

"You swallowed a lot of cum," he said, "No ill effeccts?"

"Not so far," I said, "But I would like to see how many loads I could swallow."

"You'll get your chance one day," he said, "We have eight truck drivers, all on runs at the moment, but they'll want some time with you."

"I didn't really think I'd be servicing all the guys," I said, "But I'm really glad to."

"I think it's good for morale to share with the men," he said, "Unsatisfied sexual tension can lead to aggression and accidents. You will help keep this a friendly and productive workplace."

"Can I do anything for you?" I asked.

"You can take care of the three guys in the office," Mr. Gibbons said. He stuck his head out of his door and called out to them. Soon the Ed and two salesmen came in and I got to my knees before they unzipped.

"Good to see you're anxious," said the Ed. He was the first to get to me, and fed me his cock. I sucked him as the others watched, and swallowed eagerly when he came. I sucked the two salesmen. Neither took long to cum, and thanked me as I swallowed their loads.

Now I was alone with Mr. Gibbons and said, "I'd welcome the opportuntity to be of service."

"I think you'll do just fine," he said, "Now get undressed."

I stripped down and stacked my clothes on a chair. My erection was evident and Mr. Gibbons commented on it. "I want you to jack off and shoot your load into this shot glass," he said.

"I'll be glad to, but may I hold your cock in my mouth as I do?" I asked.

He unzipped and gave me his cock. I knelt before him stroking as I sucked him to erection. This had been the hottest time I had ever had and soon I shot a big load into the shot glass. I thought he would have me drink it, but he told me to just set it on his desk.

He told me to lay across the desk face down and spread my feet apart on the floor. He dipped his finger into my cum and slid it up my ass, working it in and out. He poured the cum on the top of my ass crack, let it run down a bit and plunged his cock into me as the cum got to my hole. I had never been fucked like this before, but there were still more surprises.

He pumped my ass a few times and pulled out telling me to get to my knees. I did and he pushed his cock into my mouth again, fresh from my ass. I always like to keep my ass cleaned out, ready for fucking, but this was pretty kinky. I sucked him for a few minutes and then he told me to get on the desk again and then plunged into my ass. After fucking me a few minutes he was in my mouth again. He repeated the cycle over and over and finally came in my mouth.

He pulled out and told me that he would get back to Nancy and arrange for me starting date. I left one happy cocksucker indeed. It was now 5:30 and I had to get to my next interview. After the time I had here I didn't think anything else could compare, but I'd go and see.

I went to the address I was given to interview at the Walker Advertising agency and arrived at about ten minutes early. It was a five story building that appeared to belong to the one company. My interview was with Mr. Walker, so I presumed he was pretty high up. When I arrived I called the number I was given.

"Mr. Walker's office," the nice sounding girl answered, "This is Nikki."

"This is Bob," I said, "To see Mr. Walker."

"Oh yes, Bob," Nikki replied, "He's been looking forward to your visit. I'll be right down to get you."

In less than a minute one of the three elevators opened and out walked a beautiful red-haired girl, smiling in a way that made me want her.

"That was fast," I said nervously.

"There's only a few of us left in the building," Nikki explained, "So there's no waiting for the elevator." She held the elevator door open as I stepped in. As I passed her I smelled her perfume and my cock started to react. I really liked girls, but had to stay focused. I was here to service dominant men and couldn't let girls be a distraction.

On the short ride up to the fifth floor Nikki explained that they were founded by Mr. Walker and were the biggest ad agency in this part of the state, with about 200 employees. Thinking about my earlier interview, I figured there would be 100 men or more – how many would I be sucking?

Leaving the elevator I followed Nikki as she led me to Mr. Walker's office. My eyes were glued to her backside, which rocked back and forth as she walked, as if inviting me to touch her, but I didn't dare. Guys had to be really careful around women these days, and it was cock that I was here for.

Nikki told me that she and Mr. Walker had reviewed my video and that he thought I might be a good fit for the firm. We entered the office and Nikki explained that Mr. Walker would join us soon, and I should take my clothes off and get comfortable. I hesitated, being a little nervous about undressing in front of a pretty girl, but Nikki just stood there looking at me.

Finally I started unbuttoning my shirt, hoping she would step out and give me privacy, but she stayed. I turned away from her as I took my pants and shorts off. Once naked, it seemed awkward to have my back to her, but I didn't want her to see my boner.

Nikki put a hand on my ass and said, "Now that's cute – you're shy! – We need to get you over that."

She walked around and when she saw my hard cock she said, "Now that's quite a compliment – thank you!" She took my cock in her hand and gently squeezed it, and my knees grew weak as I tried to maintain my composure.

"I better stop before you lose control," Nikki said smiling.

She stepped back and shortly Mr. Walker walked in and looked me over. Seeing my erection he asked, "Did Nikki do that to you?"

"She's really pretty," I replied.

"Yep, she does that to me too," he said confidently. I figured Nikki was taking care of Mr. Walker, and wondered what he would need me for.

"Bob, we've reviewed your video and think you'll be a good fit here, but just need to make sure you'll be what I'm looking for – I need someone who will go the extra mile without complaining, and deal with unexpected situations professionally."

"I will do my best," I said.

Nikki closed the door and approached. "Nikki, why don't you share your charms with Bob?"

Nikki went to Mr. Walkers deck and leaned over it, raising her skirt to reveal that she wasn't wearing panties, and had a really luscious ass!

"Like my tush?" she asked.

"Sure do," I said.

"Then show me how much," Nikki said.

I walked up to her and gently massaged her soft round buns, running a finger along the crack, as she sighed. "Take a closer look," she said.

I dropped to my knees and smelled her sexy perfume as I gazed at her lovely cheeks, just inches from my face. I couldn't resist and kissed each cheek.

"Keep going," she urged me, and I continued to kiss her cheeks, and then ran my tongue along her crack.

"You're my kind of boy," she said, reaching back and spreading her cheeks, exposing her tender pucker. I'd never seen this before but it looked very inviting. I don't know why, but I felt the urge to kiss her there, and gave her a quick lick.

"Don't stop there," she said, and I pressed my lips to her and extended my tongue into her. I had never done this before, but was proceeding on gut feel alone. I pressed my tongue as far into her as I could, and it was kind of nice, with nothing the least bit unpleasant. I worked my tongue in and out, and wished that I had a longer tongue.

Nikki pushed back, as if trying to drive me deeper. I licked for a few more minutes, and as I was starting to fatigue (my tongue wasn't used to this), she stood up and I pulled back.

"You've earned a reward," she said, and turned to face me. She lifted her skirt and I thought I was going to eat her pussy, but she had a dick! It was hairless and tiny, like a little boy's dick – maybe two inches long and soft, but I wanted it! I took her into my mouth and sucked as she moaned with pleasure. This was entirely new to me but I loved it! A pretty girl with a dick was a treat I could never have imagined!

"You'll swallow for me, Bob," she asked, "Won't you?"

I pulled off and said, "Of course I'll swallow for you – every drop."

I continued to suck and she said, "Here it comes." I was surprised because she wasn't yet hard, and suddenly I felt my mouth filling with an unfamiliar sour taste – she was peeing in my mouth!

I didn't like the taste and it must have shown on my face, because she said, "Oh Bob, I was hoping you would like that – now please swallow and maybe you'll learn to like it.

Realizing that my mouth was full and she kept going I quickly gulped, and her flow kept my mouth full I gulped several times. She pulled out of my mouth and said, "See Bob, it’s good to try new things." I smiled as I swallow the last of it.

While I didn't like the taste, it sure was kinky and I found it kind of arousing.

"Is Gary ready?" Mr. Walker asked Nikki.

"He's been ready," she said, "And eager to unload."

Nikki stepped out of the office and returned with Glen, a big husky guy. He unzipped and took out his cock and I began to suck him. Mr. Walker and Nikki were moving things off his desk. As soon as Glen was hard, he pulled out and Mr. Walker said, "Ok, up on the desk."

I lay on my back on the desk and they lifted my legs and maneuvered me so my ass was at the edge of the desk. Nikki took some lube and stuck a couple of fingers in me, greasing me up well.

Now Glen moved into position and slipped his cock into me all the way, and then just held it there. Nikki took hold of my cock and stroked me as Glen just remained still.

"Ok, here it comes," said Glen, "I really need this."

At first I didn't understand what was happening, and then I realized that he was pissing in me. Nikki rubbed my belly with one hand while stroking my cock with the other. I felt both warmth and pressure as he filled my bowel. He must have had a lot of piss, because my belly was beginning to bulge like when I do an enema. I felt a little cramping as he continued, but Nikki's massage helped reduce the cramping, and her stroking kept my mind on other things.

Finally, Glen finished and he said, "I want you to get me hard again by tightening your ass muscles around my cock."

Nikki added, "For every stroke I give you, squeeze as tight as you can."

Since she put it that way, I had to do my best. She pumped and I squeezed with each stroke and Glen cheered us both on. He was getting hard again and said, "Okay, I can take it from here."

He began to stroke his cock in and out of me. This was another first for me – a piss enema and getting fucked while full of his piss.

Glen cried out as he came, and then stopped to catch his breath. Nikki handed a towel to Glen and said, "Now Glen is going to pull out, but you squeeze tight as he does so you don't leak much."

I did as she asked but expected to leak all over once Glen pulled out, but they had other plans. As soon as Glen pulled out I felt something large and cold pressing into me. It popped in and stayed in place. Nikki brought a leather harness of some sort and put it around and under me and buckled it in place. It was a harness that held whatever they put up my ass in place so it wouldn't come out. Once it was on they told me to get off the desk and kneel on the floor. As I got up I realized that whatever they stuck in me was very heavy.

Now Mr. Walker unzipped and offered me his cock. I had been looking forward to this since before I arrived, and I worked hard to do my best for him. I sucked him for about five minutes before he gave me his load. "You're as good as I'd hoped," he said. Get dressed and we'll be in contact with Nancy at the agency. When you come back you can bring back the plug and harness.

I got dressed and left, feeling both the weight of the plug as I walked and the pressure of Glen's piss. As I rode down the elevator alone I realized that I might not make it home, so when I got to the main floor I went into a mens room, and into a stall. I unbuckled the harness and removed it, while holding the plug in place. I sat on the toilet and removed the plug and Glens piss wooshed out of me. I looked at the plug and realized that it was a trailer hitch ball! No wonder it was so heavy and cold. The threaded shaft had been cut off, so it now a kinky butt plug. I had a lot of cleanup to do with all the splashing, but finally wiped myself clean and flushed. I washed the metal butt plug in the sink, and left. When I got to my car I put the butt plug and harness in the trunk, where they wouldn't be seen, and drove home.

My Mom was anxious to hear about my interviews, and I told them about the companies, but definitely not anything that happened. I had to be creative and make up a plausible story.

The next morning I got a text from Nancy asking her to call her right away. I did and she said that both companies wanted me. That was great news, but I didn't know how we could work it out. She said that she would tell each company that I was only available on certain days, and I'd work at the other company the other days. I told her I liked that.

Before she hung up, Nancy said, "Oh by the way, Mr. Walker wanted you to know that Nikki likes you."

That too was wonderful news. I hadn't been able to get Nikki out of my mind. She was really kinky but sexy too – I really liked girls, but having a dick made it even better. I hoped to get to know her and find out how this all came about.

Nancy got back with me later that day and gave me the good news. I would work for Emery afternoons during the week, and at Walker on Saturdays, if I agreed. When summer break began I would work at Walker on Mondays through Wednesdays, and Emery on Thursdays and Fridays.

I was to report to Emery today after school. I arrived at Emery and Mr. Gibbons greeted me. He said that I would be working with Ed, the dispatcher to start to learn the business, but any time one of the men needed my service Ed would let me go. Of course, sometimes Ed needed it as well, and I took good care of him.

The truck drivers were out on the road most of the time, but they all wanted me to suck them, so Ed let me know when each trucker was back so I could blow him while his trailer was getting loaded.

The first few days at Emery were really busy, but once the novelty wore off I was generally doing five to seven blowjobs a day, but some days had quite a few.

On Saturday morning I went into Walkers at seven thirty, wanting to make a good impression on my first day. Nikki was there already and said that Mr. Walker and a small staff would be in today, including people I was to work with as I learned the business.

"I got a mug just for you," said Nikki. It was a dark blue with the Walker logo. "I'll fill it up and bring it to you," she said.

I wondered if I would have chance to get to know her better. When Nancy told me that Nikki liked me I hoped that we might be able to be together.

I sat at my desk reading a company brochure when Nikki brought my mug. She put in on my desk and I picked it up, thinking it was coffee, but as I brought it to my lips I smelled that is was pee.

"Is this yours?" I asked Nikki. "Yes," she said, "I wanted to give you something to remember me by – is that okay?"

I took a sip and said, "It's just right." She put a box of breath mints on the desk for me to use afterward.

"Let me know if you want some cream," she said, smiling.

"I'll be sure to do that," I replied.

I sat there, sipping Nikki's pee and enjoying it more with every sip. It was a very special thing to share with her, and I hoped this would not be the last. I finished the mug and went to the break room and washed it out. I popped a breath mint into my mouth and went to Nikki's desk.

"Where shall I put this?" I asked.

"I can keep it for you," she said, "That way I can fill it up for you – unless you prefer something else."

"That will be fine," I said, "I'd like you to fill it as often as you like."

I went back to my desk all the more confident now that I knew Nikki intended to fill my mug more.

When Mr. Walker arrived, he called me to his office.

"In addition to your duties to learn the business and help out, I wanted to discuss your special duties."

"Like the ones I auditioned for?" I asked.

"Well sort of," he said, "It won't be the same stuff, but I will want you to perform some personal services."

"That's what I'm here for," I said.

"Your personal services will be a secret known only to Nikki and I," he continued, "But we have some clients who would value your talents, and you can help us with customer relations, and in some cases sales."

I will use your services several times a week, but have a favor to ask of you,” he went on, "It is not a requirement, just a request."

"I'll be glad to help as I can," I replied, "What would you like?"

"Nikki is a good girl and she really needs a friend," he responded, "And if you could take her out occassionally it would be really nice. I'm not saying you have to be her boyfriend, but if that's how it works out, it's fine."

That was perfect! "Sure," Mr. Walker, "I'll do what I can."

I left his office and went to find Nikki. She was not in her desk, so I looked around and found she was in the copy room. "I'd like to take you up on your offer of cream," I said.

Nikki smiled broadly and asked when I'd like it, and I said, "Doing anything for lunch?"

"Are you asking me out on a date?" she asked.

"For now lets just call it a business lunch," I said.

"Sounds good," she said, "I'll come find you at noon.

I really loved my work at Emery, but here it looked like I would find romance, and I was glad I didn't have to choose, since both were really nice.

At noon Nikki came by my desk and we went out to my car. There were a number of restaurants close to the Walker building, but Nikki suggested that we go out a little farther so we could be alone.

I drove to a family owned Mexican restaurant. It was a little shabby looking, but the food was great – and really authentic. We were seated and place our drink orders.

"We have a very unorthodox relationship," I began.

"Is there something you don't like about it?" she asked.

"Not exactly," I said, "But I'd like us to be closer."

"You mean like boyfriend and girlfriend?" she asked.

"Yes," I agreed, "Or at least something closer to that."

Nikki squeezed my hand and said, "I've never had a boyfriend – I'm not sure I know what to do."

"You are a very special girl," I said, "And we'll both be learning as we go."

"I'd like that, said Nikki, smiling broadly.

"There's just one thing," I said.

"Oh?" replied Nikki.

"I don't even know your last name." I replied.

"Walker," said Nikki.

"Mr. Walker is your father?" I asked, and Nikki nodded. Now I understood why he wanted me to be friends with Nikki.

"I'm really curious about something, but I hope it's not too personal," I said.

"If you're gonna be my boyfriend you can ask me anything," she assured me.

"How did you become – er – a special girl?" I asked, then thought better of it and said, "You don't have to answer."

"It's okay," said Nikki, "I was born a boy and the hospital made a mistake on my birth certificate and said I was a girl. That really didn't mean anything until I found out."

I was always kind of girlie as a kid, and maybe would have grown up to be gay. My father liked me being a girl, and when I would try on girl clothes he would encourage me. I grew my hair long and he said he thought it looked nice on me." she explained.

"One day, she continuted, "I saw my birth certificate and saw that they marked me as a girl and I asked my father about it. He said it was a mistake, and we should probably get it fixed. I said maybe it wasn't a mistake – maybe I was meant to be a girl. I told him that I liked being a girl a lot more than being a boy and wanted to be a real girl if I could."

"He said that I could live as a girl and take female hormones and develop like a girl. I think my father really liked me being a girl, but my mother objected and they argued about it a lot, and then split up. I tried to see her after that, but she wanted nothing to do with me."

I could understand why Mr. Walker wanted me to be nice to Nikki and care for her – she really needed someone she could be close to.

We had a nice lunch and then went back to the office. Nikki asked, "Still want that cream?" and I said I sure did. She got a conference room key and told me to follow her. I followed her down the hall and she unlocked a door and we went inside to a small conference room with no windows. She closed the door and locked it.

I asked her to lean over the conference room table and I lifted the back of her skirt and pulled down her panties. I spread her cheek and kissed her deeply while I reached between her legs and fondled her little dick. It was small, but began to stiffen as I kissed her. Finally I thought she was hard enough and backed away and asked her to turn around. She did and I had her sit on the edge of the table and took her little dick into my mouth. This time I would get what I was after and eagerly ran my tongue around her dick. She moaned with pleasure and said she took a long time to cum, and sometimes didn't cum at all, because of the horemones.

I was a pretty experienced cocksucker and brought all my talents to bear and after ten minutes I tasted Nikki's girl juice. All the time I was sucking her she had her fingers in my hair and really pulled hard when she came.

When she stopped shooting I pulled away and swallowed. "Thank you for the cream," I said, "I really liked it."

"I sure liked giving it to you!" she responded, "Let’s do more of this."

We straightened up and returned to work. I've given hundreds of blowjobs, but something about sucking Nikki off was really special. By mid-afternoon I resolved to ask her out.

I found Nikki and asked, "Would you like to go to a movie with me tonight?"

"Would this be a business outing?" she asked.

"Nikki, I'm asking you out on a date!" I said.

"In that case," she said, "Pick me up at seven."

I went home at five and asked Mom if I could eat early because I had a date. She was thrilled to hear about it and asked me to tell her all about the girl. I told Mom what I could but kept the best part to myself. She was really glad I was dating a girl and said she had been afraid that I wasn't into girls.

"I'm definitely into Nikki," I assured her. Mom said that if everything worked out I should bring her home for dinner. I told Mom that I wasn't rushing things.

I showered and dressed, then drove to pick up Nikki. Mr. Walker answered the door and invited me in. He said he was glad to see Nikki so happy and he hoped that I would take good care of her.

"This is something new to us both," I said, "But she is wonderfully special and I will put her ahead of myself."

Nikki greeted me and kissed her father and we left for the movie. I bought our tickets and we went into the theater. We held hands as we sat there, and she leaned over to me and said, "We've done things that often don't happen on a first date, but we've never kissed."

I pulled her to me and we kissed, our tongues dancing together.

I knew that while I was definitely a cocksucker, I was a cocksucker with a really special girlfriend!

  To be continued . . .

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    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)