Jerry stared up at the large office building and took a deep breath. He’d
just come from wandering around the neighborhood, trying to waste time. He
was now only ten minutes early for his interview, rather than thirty. He
hadn’t slept much the night before because he was so nervous and was on-edge
all morning.
He had applied for this position as a web designer at one of the most
prestigious firms in New York City but never thought he’d get as far as an
interview. Fresh out of college, with no professional experience, he knew
this was a coveted position and that getting it was a long shot. But he had
to try. He really wanted to get a job doing what he went to school for.
And it wouldn’t hurt to get out of the business he was currently in.
On the elevator up to the 18th floor, Jerry adjusted himself in the
expensive suit he’d bought specifically for this interview. He struggled
with his necktie which was too tight. He wiggled his toes in his shoes that
hadn’t been broken in yet. He wiped a bead of sweat from his forehead.
Even the designer briefs he’d just purchased were beginning to chafe. He
pulled the material from his genitals to give them a little breathing room
but when it snapped back, he realized his dick was no longer contained
within the briefs. Instead, it hung out of the left leg hole. Even though
this was much more comfortable than tucking, he wondered about the
impression his dick would make in his pant leg. He looked down and sure
enough, his penis outline was clearly visible. This made him even more
nervous. He frantically pulled his pants away from his bulge to try and
make it less obvious but by then he had arrived at his floor.
He felt a few more sweat beds formed as he approached the secretary. She
smiled at him and briefly glanced at his crotch.
“Have a seat, Jeremiah,” she said. “You’re a little early.”
“Yeah, sorry about that,” Jerry said sitting in one of the posh chairs in
the lobby of this very upscale office.
“Don’t be sorry,” said the secretary. “Dan’s a stickler for punctuality.
I’ll let him know you’re here.”
As she telephoned her boss, Jerry remembered that Dan was the first name of
the head of the firm. Jerry tried to find out as much as he could about the
guy before he met him in person. Mr. Daniel Konica started out at the firm
as an intern. Jerry somehow thought that fact would make the guy more
laid-back and humble than the other suits he’d met in his life. On the
company’s website, it said that Dan started out with no experience and
basically just climbed the corporate ladder. Now, at 42, he was head.
Jerry stood as Dan entered the lobby. He noted to himself how attractive
Dan was– for an older man, of course. He was very well dressed but the
point that stood out for Jerry was how Dan’s necktie brought out his
striking green eyes.
“Jeremiah McAlister,” said Dan, shaking the younger man’s hand, looking
intensely into his eyes.
“Please… call me Jerry,” he replied. “Nice to meet you.” Jerry again
noted to himself how Dan glanced at his crotch just as the secretary had
earlier. It was an ongoing problem for him. Usually, though, it didn’t
make him as nervous as it was just then.
Jerry followed Dan into his office. It was big. Behind his desk, was a
huge window overlooking the city. Jerry sat in one of the chairs in front
of Dan’s desk while Dan took his seat behind his desk.
“I can’t help thinking I know you from somewhere…” said Dan, looking at
Jerry intently. He had a slight smirk on his face as if he was flirting.
Jerry picked up on it immediately. It just made him more nervous,
especially since the guy had a wedding ring on his finger.
“I seem to get that a lot,” Jerry said, lying.
They proceeded with the interview, at first very formally but when Dan
realized how nervous he was making his interviewee, he relaxed, and tried to
get Jerry to do the same.
“Loosen that tie, kid,” Dan said. “As you know, we’re pretty laid back
here.” Jerry’s uneasiness was really turning Dan on. Not to mention the
fact that he was the hottest, most virile looking stud Dan had ever seen in
his life. In fact, during the entire interview, Dan had a hard-on and
periodically rubbed it, subtly, under his desk.
Dan also couldn’t shake the feeling that he’d seen this young hottie before.
“Was it in some porn or something?” he thought. It was bothering him so
much that he had to bring it up again.
“I know I’ve seen you somewhere before,” he said. “Are you an actor or
model or something? Maybe I’ve seen you in an ad or something.”
“No, I’ve never done anything like that.”
“That’s so weird. I never forget a face,” Dan said, still perplexed.
“You might’ve just seen me on the train somewhere,” Jerry said, trying to
change the subject. He had an inkling of where Dan might know him from, but
he didn’t want it to come up.
“Well,” Dan said smiling, “You’re very good. Your work speaks for itself.
I can tell you’ve got an eye for design. It’s something you don’t really
learn in school– you’re just born with it. Would you agree?”
Jerry agreed with everything Dan said. Dan talked about how certain schools
produced what he called “carbon copy” designers and how Jerry broke from
that mold. “Where’d you go to school again?” Dan asked.
“NYU.”
“Wow,” said Dan. “I applied there but it was too high for me. What’s
tuition nowadays, like 40, 45 grand?”
“Yeah, something like that. But I got a lot of grants and scholarships.
Plus I worked.”
“Oh really? What did you do?”
Jerry only realized then that he probably shouldn’t have brought that up.
It touched on the subject he didn’t want to discuss.
“A bunch of different things,” Jerry said awkwardly.
“Like what?” Dan asked, fully aware that Jerry wanted to avoid the subject.
“Oh, different stores here and there. Some restaurants, some bars…”
At that instant, Dan realized exactly where he knew the young stud from.
His face lit up and a wide smile stretched across his face. “You work at
the Cellar, don’t you?”
Jerry was caught. Fully embarrassed, he admitted it. “Yeah, I’ve worked
there some nights.”
The Cellar was a seedy gay bar, well-known for its reputation for being shut
down by the cops on numerous occasions.
“You’re a go-go boy at the Cellar,” Dan said. “Do you remember me? I
tipped you a fifty.”
“Uh, yeah, I think so,” Jerry said, again lying. He saw so many people day
in and day out as an erotic performer at many different gay bars and clubs
around the city, that there was no way he’d recognize Dan or remember
performing for him.
“Remember the offer I made you?” Dan asked, wide eyed.
“Um… vaguely…” Jerry said. Again, indecent proposals came with the job
and there were tons of men who’d make them toward the young stud. Jerry was
not above receiving a bathroom or alleyway blow-job or hand-job for money.
He did what he could to pay his way through college. He drew the line at
full-on sex though. He never went home with any of the guys, even though he
was often asked.
Dan smiled as the young stud squirmed in his seat. Not more than a month
ago, he’d offered the young man a thousand bucks for one night with him.
Dan remembered this and was somewhat annoyed by Jerry’s refusal. Dan was
used to getting what he wanted.
“Well, Jerry,” Dan said, clearing his throat. “I’m going to be honest with
you. I’ve narrowed it down to three candidates. I like you a lot and would
love for you to work for me but frankly, there are two other applicants
who’d be better choices as far as this firm is concerned.”
Jerry gulped.
“One of them has much more experience than you and the other is asking for
much less than you. Both are at your skill level.”
“Okay,” Jerry nodded.
“So…” Dan began, sitting back in his chair. “What can you do to convince me
that you’re the better candidate?”
Jerry took another deep breath. “Well, like I said earlier… I’m very savvy
to design trends…”
“You said that. I know.”
“And, I… am very aware of the image this firm wants to project…”
“You said that earlier too,” Dan said, arms folded, looking tough as nails.
“I’m not interested in anything you said before, Jerry. I want you to say…
or do something new.”
Jerry wiped sweat from his forehead again. He was drenched from head to
toe. His expensive suit pants stuck to his sweaty legs, clinging so tight
so as to reveal every detail of his genitals, right down to the fact that he
was uncut.
“I’m… I’m very eager…” Jerry said, staring the older man square in his green
eyes.
Staring directly back, Dan smirked and said, “I want to see just how eager
you are. Show me how much you want this job.”
Jerry took another deep breath, finally realizing there was only one way out
of this. He took off his suit jacket and hung it on the back of the chair.
Then he stood up from his seat and undid his tie. Dan watched gingerly,
rubbing his dick through his pants.
Jerry then methodically undid each button on his white shirt, untucked it
from his pants, and opened it, revealing a white tank top that looked almost
transparent from the sweat. As he took the dress shirt off, Dan noticed how
the tank clung to his amazingly sculpted chest and stomach. Dan was
harkened back to when Jerry stripped at the Cellar and how hot the boy
looked back then– how the leather hot-pants Jerry wore during the
performance weren’t enough to cover his erection. Dan remembered tucking
the fifty dollar bill in the hot-pants and whispering his prostitution
proposal to the young stud.
Jerry rubbed one of his bulging pecs, squeezing sweat from the tank, and
then tweaked one of his nipples, moaning softly. By now, Dan had his pants
down and was stroking his dick. Dan’s average sized penis stood up from a
bushy thatch and overly hairy ball sac. This turned Jerry on enough to give
him a hard-on as well. He rubbed his dick which hung low in his pant leg.
He then turned around and peeled the tank top off, giving Dan an amazing
view of his muscular back. Next, off came the pants. Dan could not hold
his orgasm back anymore. Jerry’s pert, tight, brief-clad butt was staring
Dan in the face. Dan came with a grunt, spurting semen onto his desk, never
taking his eyes off the beautiful stud stripping for him. After he came, he
moved from behind his desk, closer to Jerry. He sat on his desk and grabbed
Jerry’s bubble butt in his rough hands. He quickly shucked Jerry’s briefs
off and buried his face between Jerry’s cheeks. Jerry moaned again,
surprised at how forward this man was.
He pulled Dan off his ass and turned around again, dick at full flag. Dan’s
mouth watered at the impressive member standing in front of him. The big
pink head glistened with pre-cum that dripped down the wrist-thick shaft
all the way down off Jerry’s heavy balls.
Dan took Jerry’s dick into his hand. “How big is it?” he asked, looking up
at Jerry’s seemingly innocent looking face.
“Nine long. Six thick,” Jerry answered.
“Fuck!” Dan said, licking a dollop of pre-cum off Jerry’s fat cock head.
Jerry then pushed Dan off his dick and pulled his foreskin over his cock
head. He moaned again and repeated this process several times. Dan, busily
jerking his own cock off, eyes fixated on his beautiful young interviewee,
was ready to release another load. Jerry’s rippling chest and powerful arms
were bronzed and dripping. His perfectly sculpted stomach was lightly
grazed with hair that thickened at his bellybutton and continued down to his
neatly trimmed pubes.
“Fuck!” Dan said again, lifting up his shirt, exposing his hairy stomach,
pulling on his dick with his other hand. Again, he couldn’t hold his
ejaculation back and came in his own dark, curly, stomach hair.
Jerry smiled at this and figured he should quicken his pace. He took Dan’s
hand and placed it on his rock-hard member. Dan obliged by jerking Jerry’s
magnificent penis off.
“It’s gonna be a lot,” Jerry whispered as his heavy balls drew closer to his
body. His breathing quickened and his pulse raced. He tweaked both of his
nipples while Dan expertly worked his girthy tool. He threw his head back
and whimpered a little before shooting eight or nine ropes of thick, hot,
sticky dick snot high into the air.
Dan looked up at Jerry’s face and smiled again, very slyly, still holding
Jerry’s dick, which was still stiff. “Sorry, kid,” he said, face dripping
of what of Jerry’s semen landed on him. “I dunno if I can give you the
job.”
“What?!” cried the younger man, seconds away from tears welling up in his
brown eyes.
“Just kidding,” said Dan snickering. “You can start Monday. And I’ll give
you double what you asked for. How’s that sound?”
“Great!” responded a relieved Jerry. “Now I don’t have to strip anymore!”
Dan looked back down at Jerry’s still hard dick and snickered. “Well, I
dunno about that…”
