Lets get Down to Business (part1)

Let’s get Down to Business (part 1)

Y’know you never seem to really know yourself. You look in the mirror and realise something isn’t there, or when you realise something on the back of your hand like a hair or mole or something. But then I know a few guys who are to busy jacking off cause they can’t get laid, that they wouldn’t recognise the back of their hands.

Well I got up one day, looked in the mirror and saw I was grown up. Now I was 23 finished University and looking for a job. I went down stairs still in my khaki coloured boxers, my toned physique on show to everyone. My hair was messy even though it was short and I had yet to shave. I entered the kitchen and headed straight to the bottom cabinet of the island unit. In my haste I hadn’t noticed my dad talking with an old work friend at the breakfast table.

“Morning Steve”, my dad said with humour to his voice. I looked up and saw my dad and his friend. It was then I noticed I still had morning wood, but luckily I was still behind the island enough to hide it. I was 6ft 2 but I was able to bob slightly to hide it like I was still reaching for things.
“Umm… Hey Dad” I said slightly unnerved yet groggy too.
“This is Jared”, he said pointing to him, “a friend from my old work place and kid brother of my oldest friends”. Jared was black, but not really black, the type of black that’s like coco tan kind. He had really short black hair almost to the point of none, strong broad jaw with a dimple in his chin and warm deep brown eyes. Judging by the way he wore his expensive Gucci suit he was muscular. ‘Wish I could look like that at his age’ I thought, I figure he was about in his 30’s maybe. I mean, if this was a kid brother of my dad and my dad’s friends were about his age which was nearly 50 then it was probably about right and he looked in his 30’s too. I realised I hadn’t had my morning tea yet I was still thinking too much.
“Hi Jared, I’m Steve” I said smiling as best as I could in that state I felt. I Saw Jared look me over.
“I gathered although I do wonder whether your dad was right about me hiring you” he said warmly as he still looking me over.
“Hire me?” I said now really wishing I have had my morning tea.
“Your dad tells me you have a degree in business and since I just lost m personal assistant I could do with hiring someone fresh, give me some new perspectives on ideas and in return get experience on working in business or, in my case, running one” He said now sipping his coffee. I hadn’t tweaked until now that he was speaking with an American accent.
“What’s the name of your company?” I asked inquisitively, I figured that it wouldn’t be anything too big. I started to make my morning tea.
“He owns ‘Roadster’” me dad said rather smugly. I split the hot water as he said it, scolding my hand in the process.
“You’re kidding?” I said shocked. “I love your bikes, they not just roar and stuff but they look fucking cool!” Working for a big motorbike company was a dream of mine. I loved bikes and wanted to run my own company, who better to learn from then they guy who owns it.
“I take it that means you’ll take the job?” Jared said as his gaze came back to me.
“Sure! Definitely!” I said enthusiastically, I must have sounded like a groupie talking to a band manager or a trekie talking to a sci-fi script writer as Jared smirked. He finished his coffee and began to write in a note pad. He tore of the note and walked up to me and handed it to me.
“Be at this address at 9am tomorrow and we’ll get started” he said looking into his eyes. There was something in them, but I couldn’t tweak what. He turned back to my dad “Thanks for the coffee Nick, I’ll see you around soon I hope, I’ll show myself out” He then headed to the front door. I was still looking in the space where his eyes were trying to figure out what it was. My eyes drifted down to the note and I remember that I had just got a job.
“Dad?”
“Yes?”
“Did that really just happen or am I suffering from caffeine deprivation?”
“Yes, but I wouldn’t rule out the other” He said picking up his paper.

I had been so excited about my job that when I got there the next day I arrived at 8:25am. My Tutor at university said when it comes to interviews it’s good to arrive early but arriving too early could make you seem weak which was bad in the business world. Luckily Jared didn’t think that. He laughed it off and started showing me what he wanted me to do, where things were, he was even impressed that I didn’t come in a suit but in a black shirt trousers and tie. He said it showed character and style which was something I’d need to work here and to be successful as him.

I worked with him for a few months. Running errands, liaising with clients, taking messages, organising and filing paper work, it was the best. I felt like I understood more and more about business and being in meetings I started to understand how other departments thought and acted. I also began to figure out on my own who were bullshitting and trying to buy time and who weren’t. Usually it was admin department, if the technicians needed more time they just said but admin would blame some sort of computer problem or virus or other department missing deadlines for handovers. Plus Jared and I had become friends; we’d go out drink, play pool. He even met Emma, my girlfriend.

Jared came into the office on a Tuesday with a beaming smile, I had my head down in reports other departments had passed over to bullet point to Jared.
“Guess what?” he said smugly.
“The Techs of got that non piston engine for the bikes done?” I said still reading the report.
“Don’t be stupid they won’t have that ready for another few months and then they have to test it” He said shrugging it off.
“Then what?” I said still too busy reading to care too much. Maybe I was becoming a workaholic but then Jared liked me for it and so I didn’t want to disappoint.
“We’re going to the WSBC in Milan” he said dangling the tickets in front of my face.
“You’re kidding? We’re going to the World Super Bike Convention?” I said dropping the reports and grabbing the tickets. I read the carefully to see if they were fake or for something else.
“Nope, I’ve been ask to do a presentation on our portfolio and display several of our bikes and even pose for some photos for their magazine and shit!” he said swaggering around the office before sitting on the edge of my desk. “So I got us two rooms, yours being a single of course. The airplane tickets are booked and everything. So get your passport kid cause we’re going to Milan!” He said jumping up from the desk.
“No problem with my passport, but will they allow old timers like you on when you might have a heart condition”, I said jokingly in retaliation to the kid remark.
“Careful or I might stop your pocket money!” he said winking at me. The phone rang and I went back to work.

It wasn’t long until we were checking into the 5 star hotel in Milan. I couldn’t even pronounce the name of the place, Jared said given enough wine I would be able to speak Italian like I were the pope or something. Soon we were unpacked, washed, showered and hitting the town. We went out for a really nice meal and lots of wine. Somehow we ended up in a club dancing and drinking more until 2 am. We headed back to the hotel and Jared invited me to his room to drink some more wine. Naturally I went. We were drinking and talking about stuff and junk it must have been 3 when the conversation turned to relationships.
“So how’s it going with Emma?” He asked hazily.
“It going fine, I think she’s getting very serious though” I said pouring another drink.
“You not want that yet? She seemed nice enough” He said taking the bottle from my hand.
“Well I don’t think so, I mean she’s nice but I feel like I want more time or more something…. I dunno” I said trailing off as I became unsure. It was quiet for a while as I finished my drink.

I saw the time on my watch and began to try and get up. “It’s 3:15 we should go to bed or we won’t be ready for the interview tomorrow” I said. I was sat on the floor and Jared was on a chair so he got up to help as it was easier for him to get up. We then stumbled and I feel against the wall. Jared fell against me. We laughed and as we began to stop I noticed that look in his eye again. “Maybe I should go I said” sounding a bit lost and quiet.
“Shhhh…” he said putting his finger to my lip, then slowly and lightly dragging it down from my lip to my chin, to me chest and griping my hip. He then pulled me in and began to kiss me. 

I didn’t know what to do, I was drunk, and he was my boss. My mind began to spin in the confusion. He began to kiss my neck and I my eyes began to shut as my body began to come alive and a sense I had never felt before came over me. I began to moan. He came back up and kissed me again and this time his tongue entered my mouth. He began to unbutton my shirt and stopped kissing me. He looked me in the eye.
“I think it’s time” he began, and then kissed my neck. “I reward your hard work” and then kissed my chest. “By giving you” he said kissing my stomach all the while undoing my jeans and pulling them down and my boxers. “A raise” with that he took my cock in to his mouth and began to suck me. I could have passed out from the feeling mixing with the drink. My moans got louder as Jared hungrily ate my cock, his lips and tongue worked over my cock like magic. “I have wanted this for so long” He said looking at my hard cock as it glistened with saliva and precum he then dived in again on me. This time he got all of my 8 inches down his throat. 

He then stood up and brought me to the desk nearby and bent me over and began to rim me. It felt lick electric sparks jumping up my spine. My breath quickened and gasps could be heard escaping my lips. Soon he was like a demon devouring my innocent angelic flesh. I was in ecstasy. Soon I heard him unzip his trousers and play with himself; he still kept eating my hole like an animal possessed. I heard him spit and before I knew it I felt him trying to enter. I tried to push up and get away but I felt his hand on my back push me gently down again 
“It’s ok, just relax, I promise I won’t hurt you. Not you, ever” he said in a hushed soothing voice. I trusted him. I felt him slowly enter me. It took him a really long time to enter me fully because he didn’t want to hurt me and I was so tight. When he was in me I felt fully alive, like I was charged. He began to slowly pump his cock into me and I just laid there and took it at first. It felt amazing. I began to moan and groan louder and I began to buck into him and grind into him. He began to moan too and kiss my back and neck.

He pulled out and I felt empty, he told me to turn around. I had been right before, he was muscled as he and I were now both naked. His cock looked to be the same as mine if slightly thicker. He pushed me down on to the table again this time I was on my back. And he slowly entered again. I moaned as he did. I wanted it so bad now. But then I realised what I was doing and remembered Emma.
“What about Emma?” I said in a hush voice. Jared looked down at me smiled and leaned in and kissed me.
“She’s not here, so don’t worry about it. Who knows after tonight you might not want her” he said the same way as me whilst looking deeply into my eyes. With that he began to fuck me again and as he did I played with my hard cock. I couldn’t believe how good being fucked could feel. I began to beg for him to do it faster and harder. He complied. Before I knew it I shot my load all over myself moaning loudly as I did. My ass tightened and I felt Jared empty himself in me, with that I amazingly came again. Jared picked me up from the desk, still being inside of me. My legs wrapped around him and laid me on the bed where we kissed for ages. I fell asleep with his cock deep inside of me and him on top of my like blanket. My thoughts before I drifted off was how much I wanted more but how much I still wanted Emma.