Happy Sale = Happy Ending

At the time I was 18 at the time and just finished high school. I considered myself completely straight and quite attractive, 5'11 tall 75kg defined athletic build from all the years of playing soccer and keeping fit. I was a bit cocky and got a lot of attention from the ladies.

I needed to make some extra cash over the holidays before I uni started so I found a job at a call centre selling telecommunication services working in the evenings. It didnt take me long to get into the groove of things and start marking some sales and new friends, the workers were mostly were uni students or fresh out of high school just like me.The managers and supervisors were a little older than us all, except for my supervisor, he was a more mature man, mid 40's medium stocky build with a beard. His name was John, quietly spoken and reserved. He did little to motivate me to sell, other than a few words of encoragement and pat on the back.

A month or so later I was starting to earn a healthy commission, and well on the way to become the leading saleman. I was starting to enjoy my job, we would muck about between calls and during breaks id be flirting with the girls. My supervisor John became a bit more animated and he would give me quick shoulder massages after every sale, it felt good and relaxing. I didnt think anything of it though, it wasnt anything sexual. But strangely it felt real good and it was my little incentive to keep selling.

As time progressed the massages became a little longer bit by bit, it felt like my shoulders were in heaven. John had the magic touch, I would get weird sensations through my body, Id be numb and the feeling was becoming overwhelming. Sometimes Id be getting aroused, but blocked it out of my head, this was my supervisor, a man who I didnt even find the slightest bit attractive, nor any other guy for that matter, the massages just felt unbelivebly good. So I enjoyed it for what it was - a damm good body and tension releasing massage, furthermore my reaon to sell more.

One evening I had to go the toilet to take a piss, whilst at the urinal I noticed someone else walk into the toilets, it was John and he came right next to me as the urinals were quiet small. We were standing side by side but not saying a word. I noticed John kept looking my way, I got the feeling he wanted to say something, but I didnt care I was done and wanted to get back on the phones and sell. So I zipped up and went to was my hand, as I was soaping my hand I could see John through the mirror when I notice he turned around, pants unzipped cock still in hand...

ummm yeah cock still in hand, big thick flacid cock there for my viewing through the mirror - it felt like time had frozen, why was he still unzipped with cock in hand for me to view, but most importantly, why was I still looking. Suddenly John spoke to break the ice "go on hurry up get back to work and its been a quiet sales night for you", so I bolted outta there in a flash, still trying to make sence what I had just seen. As I walked back to my deskI couldnt get the image of John's cock out of my head.

At my desk I kept analsying what just happened and why was I still thinking about it and why did John literally show me his cock. Am I reading too much into this? I tried to block it out of my head and just focus of selling more. I didnt even go outside with the others on my break, nor did I do my usual mingling and chatting with the staff. One focus - SELLING!

That night when I was in bed I kept thing about what happened in the toilets and the massages John would give me, why did it feel so good and why is it the vision of John's cock doesnt leave my head. Is what he is doing normal? Was he coming on to me? Am I gay? I had so much mixed emotions, perhaps I was reading into thing too much and making something out of nothing. Never the less I decided things were just too wierd for me to keeping working there anymore, plus I had saved enough money to have a mini holiday before uni started.

Next day I got to work early and went straight to John's office and handed in my resignation and was about to walk out, when John said "wait a minute lets talk about this, shut the door and take a seat" so I closed the door behind me and took a sat down. He wanted to know why I was leaving and if there was a problem, he seemed quite upset and concerned. I really wanted to tell him why, but decided against it. I explained that uni is a few weeks away and that I need a holiday before it starts. He cam right next to me, looked me in the eyes and grabbed softly by the shoulders, slowly rubbing them - damm it felt good and I was trying so hard to be strong and not go weak in the knees when he said " can you atleast work tonight its the last night of the campaign and your my best saleman". I couldnt say no. How could I? As I walked out of his office, John yelled out " this is your last night, so make the most of it, sell, sell, sell!

I decided I was going to sell as much as I could, Id even try sell ice to the eskimo if I could. I worked through my breaks creating and making more and more sales leads and opportunities. John was alway insight, encoraging me and listening to my calls and as always massaging my neck and shoulders, today though his hands felt stronger and went deeper right into the core of my bones. It was nearing the end of my shift when I was speaking to owner of a multi national company and wanted a comparitive price, if I was to get this sale it would be my biggest sale to date, even the whole company itself for that matter.

Getting the details took sometime and I didnt anticiapte it to take so long, it was well past finish time, almost everyone had left except for a few managers, John and me. I really wanted to close this deal and John understood the importance of this sale and the magnitude of the sale, he was listening to the call and giving me tips. One of the manager came over and said they were leaving and asked John if he was ok to lock up, he gave the thumbs up. Now it was just me and John.

For some unbeknown reason I was getting increasing nervous now when John walked behind me and stood over me - I knew to expect a massage. His hands went over my head, fingers playing through my hair, thumbs massaging behind my ears. It felt so damm good.. I couldnt concentrate, all I wanted to do was enjoy soley this moment. Visions of the John's cock kept passing my mind, I was in awe. John was more candid than ever, I knew it and Im guessing he did too. His strong firm hand made its way to my shoulder and down my spine and all over my back. I titles my head back and I figure it landed on John stomach, but no.. my head was resting on John's crotch because I felt it twiching on the back of my head. And now John was moving his groing section in circular motions behind me head.

I was close to making a deal with the guy on the phone, but he was frustrating me and kept asking me questions. John was also frusting me, I was enoying what he was doing way too much and could understand why he was trying to get me to stand up. His hand were on my waster pushing me up, I figured I should just stand up, perhaps he wanted to adjust my chair.. but no he kicked it away. He put his hands around my waist and pulled me closer to him, his head rested on my shoulder, and a could smell his masculine scent and hear his heavy breathing. At no point did I spot to think what was happening or where it was leading.

By now John was firmly pressed into me, I could felt his cock wedged between my ass cheeks. I was wearing a pair of cargo pants and he was wearing a cotton business pant, so it was thin and easy to feel. It felt great and I was trying to not moan or get lost in the moments as the guy on the phone was about to give me his credit card details, yes I had mad the sale but didnt realise it yet. I bent down to type the details down, John was breathing heavily and Im not sure if the man on the other end could hear or not. John was right behind me, in doggy position only we were dressed. Well that was until John suddenly pulled them down, along with my jocks. I couldnt move as I had to get the details down. I heard John undo his zipper, then felt his warm throbing cock slide between my ass cheeks.

I got all details, the sale was finalised and I was about to sale thank you the guy on the phone, when John covered my mouth. Now his cock was probing my hole. Inch by inch the head of his cock was being inserted into me. I was feeling the stinging pain, but too excited about geting the sale and feeling of John's hand covering my face and mouth, whilst the other pulling on my now hard completly erect cock. Make no mistake about I wanted John inside of me and that exactly what he was doing. Slowly but surely he was breaking me in. The pain aside, his cock felt enormous, I could feel the veins on it throbing inside of me.

It felt like an eternity before John was fully inside of me.. he stayed deep in me without any penetration for a while so I could get use to his lenght and thickness. He slowly pulled out, then forced his way in again, then soon it was going in and out more freely and the pain subsided. I pull away from John to face him.. even though it was so hard to do so.. then I told him I got the sale. He smiled and picked up the phone from the ground and placed it back on the desk. Then came towards me and started kissing me passionatly, whilst I put my arms around his neck. He lift me by the legs and I wrapped them around his wasted. He then inserted his cock right between my ass and I pressed back into his cock, the cock that I had visuallised flasid in the toliets one night ago .. was now completly stiff, erect and making itself home inside me. I was loving it, the feeling was amazing, I started bouncing up and down as John's cock was penitrating me hard and deep.

John was start to inserthis cock harder and harder, I was now moaning like a little bitch. He placed on my desk legs spread wide open and a hole hungry for that big 8 inch thick circumcised cock. John was now being very assertive and aggressive, pushing his cock deep and hard, faster in and out. He was like a dog on heat and he suddenly stopped right inside me. I felt him inside of me throbing, it was like magic when he was blowing inside me his warm wet cum. John fell on top of me and rested, me didnt move or make anymore noise, whilst John's cock remained inside of me.

This was my very first experiance and if you would like to know if I really did quit please forward your comments.