The Interview

I have never been so hungover in my life, and now I have to go and count a billion votes. Please pray for me today.

All characters are consenting adults (18+)

During my first year of college, my parents had helped me out financially. It wasn’t a glamorous lifestyle, by any means, but I got by. Once I turned nineteen, however, the bank of mom and dad closed, and I found myself on a job hunt for the first time in my life.

I wasn’t opposed to working, but the idea of standing at a cash register all day wasn’t particularly appealing, either, so I searched for more obscure jobs and managed to land an interview at a small furniture store which seemed pretty quiet.

I had applied online, so it was only when I arrived that I realised how empty the place actually was. There were a few beds, a handful of chairs, and some mirrors, and aside from that, there was just one person at a desk.

“You must be Alex” he smiled, and my eyes widened.

He looked to be in his early thirties at most. His dark hair was perfectly groomed, just like his tight beard. Under his shirt, his strong arms stretched the material, and inside his tight, black pants, I could see a bulge that made my mouth water.

“Y… Yes” I swallowed, and gave him my hand which he squeezed.

“Jason” he nodded, and offered me a seat.

I’d never had an interview before, so I was already nervous, but as I watched, what was easily the most handsome man I’d ever seen, sit down in front of me, I felt my heart race faster.

“So” he smiled, picking up my pretty pathetic resume, “you’re a college student, huh?”

I nodded and felt sweat under my arms.

“I’ve got to be honest, kid” he continued, “this place isn’t all that exciting. It’s mostly paperwork and phone calls”.

He ran his hand over his stubble, and I did my best to remain composed.

“That’s fine” I said, “I can do paperwork”.

His dark brown eyes caught mine, and he watched me for a moment. God, he was hot.

“Says here you’re a swimmer” he said, and I nodded. “Been doing it long?”

“Since I was a kid”.

“Impressive” he smiled, “I can tell”.

Had I known no better, I would have almost thought that he was flirting with me. He held my gaze until I looked away.

“Plus” he chuckled, “it’s just me here, so I’m not sure how you’d feel about spending every day looking at me!”

“I wouldn’t mind” I said, quicker than I should have, and Jason’s eyes narrowed slightly.

“The only issue is that you’ve got no experience” he told me, “I’d need to train you”.

“I’m easily trained” I replied, my heart now slamming in my chest.

“Is that so?”

I nodded.

Jason set the papers down on his desk and sat back. He closed his hands around the back of his head and continued to stare at me as I shifted awkwardly in the chair.

“What can you bring to the role?” He asked, a slight smile on his handsome face.

“I um… I’m a hard worker” I swallowed, because I’d practised in the mirror. “I’ll work whenever you need me. I’m reliable, honest, punctual –”

“Do you follow orders?”

I stopped mid sentence and felt a shiver of excitement run through me. It was potentially a very innocent question, but the way in which he asked it, made me think differently.

“Yes”.

“All orders?”

I nodded and Jason placed his elbows on the desk and leaned closer. “It can get very boring in here, Alex” he said, “sometimes I like to blow off a bit of steam”.

Was this really happening? I couldn’t believe my ears, but Jason continued to stare at me, and I could feel my cheeks burning.

“Oh” I gulped, “I um… Yeah, that’s uh… That’s cool”.

“Maybe you could help your chances here” he continued, “if you can show me what you offer”.

Jason sat back once again, but this time the bulge had become noticeably larger. He didn’t even try to hide it, and smiled at me instead.

“Why don’t you take off your clothes, Alex”.

I did a double take. Was he serious? I looked back at the door and he chuckled.

“Don’t worry” he said, “nobody ever comes in during the week”.

I could have tried to comprehend what was happening, but what was the point? The man had just asked me to strip, and I wasn’t about to let the opportunity pass me by.

“Naked?” I asked, and the word felt strange coming from my mouth. This was certainly not something that I’d practised in the mirror.

“Naked” he nodded.

I stole another glance at the door and stood up from the chair. I was shaking slightly as I reached for my shirt, and Jason watched closely as I began to unbutton it.

“You’ve got a very impressive body, Alex” he said, as I stripped out of it. I didn’t answer him as I stepped out of both shoes.

I’d never done anything sexual in my life, but things were moving too quickly to give it much thought. I unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down as Jason watched, and stood back up in just my boxer briefs.

He bit his bottom lip and trailed my body with his eyes. I stood awkwardly, but allowed him to study me, until finally he nodded.

“Take them off slowly” he said, rubbing his bulge.

I hooked my fingers into the waistband and slid them slowly down my legs. I’d never been naked in front of anybody like this before, but there was something incredibly exciting about it. I dropped them to my ankles and Jason smirked.

“It’s cute” he said, staring at my cock. “Do you always keep it shaved?”

I nodded.

“Turn around, Alex” he continued, “spread your ass apart and show me what I get if I hire you”.

Nervously, I obeyed him. I shuffled around and pulled my ass cheeks apart, and Jason took a sharp breath. “Very nice” he said, “now get on your knees”.

I turned back to him and dropped to the floor. Part of me wanted to hide my cock, but the other part was becoming increasingly aroused by my nakedness.

“How do you feel down there, Alex?” He asked.

“G… Good”.

“Good? You like being on your knees, naked, boy?”

“Y… Yes”.

“Open your mouth” he said, and I did. “If I hire you” he told me, rolling his chair closer, “this is what I’ll expect from you every morning, do you understand?”

I nodded as my cock stiffened.

“Every morning when I arrive, you’ll be here, just like this. Do I make myself clear?”

I nodded again. This had become the most insanely hot encounter that I’d ever had.

“And every morning, I’m going to stick my cock in you and cum, now start sucking, boy”.

Jason unzipped his pants and dragged a thick, drooling cock from inside. It wasn’t completely hard, but was at least twice the size of my own one. It looked like a beer can, and without thinking, I lipped it into my mouth.

The sharp saltiness spread across my tongue as I began to suck. It felt like instinct, because even though I’d never sucked a cock in my life, I began to choke it down, and Jason sighed contently.

“Stick that ass out, boy” he ordered, and I continued to gag as I did.

He reached down and slapped my right cheek, then my left one. He continued to do it as I sucked him, until my ass burned red. “That’s how I want that ass looking” he growled, pumping thick ropes of pre fuck into my throat. His finger pushed against my hole, and pushed harder again until it slipped inside. I groaned.

“This pussy is going to be used hard, boy” he said, fingering me, “I’m going to stuff it every fucking day”.

Jason pushed against my prostate, making me moan out as I continued to choke on him, and once he realised it, he continued to prod.

“Does that feel good, boy?” He teased, pushing, “that making your little cock feel nice?”

I nodded as spit and pre dripped down my chin.

“Cum” he ordered, “right there on the floor”.

He didn’t need to tell me twice. I reached for my cock until he slapped my ass again. “Don’t touch yourself” he scoffed, “just cum”.

I had no idea how he was expecting me to cum without touching myself, but the harder he fingered me, the more I began to realise. I sucked harder as he took me closer and closer to orgasm, and clenched my hole around his finger.

“This is how you’ll cum from now on” he explained, “this is the only way you’ll cum from now on”.

He shoved a second finger into me, stretching me wide as he pumped me, until finally it happened. I whimpered and shook as the anal orgasm drilled through my body, and felt splashes of cum shooting from me. It was easily the most powerful orgasm I’d ever had.

Jason gasped and sat back before unleashing a tsunami of thick sperm into my throat, and I gulped the stuff down as he fed me. More and more of it squirted from him, and I swallowed every single drop.

“Lick up your mess, boy” he said, breathless, and watched as I got down and slurped up my own load. The flavours of the mixed cum were delicious.

I got back to my feet, drained and satisfied, and Jason stuffed his cock back inside his pants.

“You start on Monday” he said, “don’t worry about a uniform, you don’t need one”.