The bread man or the first time I thought 2,3,4 parts

Well so much for the weekend I went back work and life but kept replaying in my mind what my girl told me about cock and how hot it was. I felt kind of guilty but I was still getting a raging hard on every time I thought of a hard cock, I didn't understand it and wondered what was going on in my head. Was it the thought of my girl sucking someone else's dick, partly, but I knew inside it might go a little deeper than that. I wasn't thinking about her sucking, I was doing it. So halfway thru the night I'm so horny I lock the door grab a xxx blow job video and go downstairs to where the video unit is and plop the video in and watch a scene of 5-6 guys double and triple penetrating this ugly woman and them stroking their shafts near her face when they start coming and spunking in her face, man that feeling came back in my stomach and I wished it were me getting that facial, I came in like 3 seconds thinking about it. 

I cleaned myself and the floor up (it was the first time I jacked off standing up and my knees almost buckled at the vision of those guys cumming) I go up and back to work and start thinking of the bread guy who started all these thoughts and whether he would even show up after Friday, I waited and wondered and sort of fantasized what I would do if he sized me up again. I waited but didn't get the chance as another guy came in with the bread that day, I didn't see him again for almost 2 months and by that time I had bought a 10"x4" soft vibrator for my "girlfriend" who I used it on occasionally when I saw her (she didn't put 2&2 together after our talks of cock or so I like to think) and during the week I practiced swallowing it and slowly but surely filled my tight hole with that huge dildo. It hurt like hell but didn't take more than a week to accidentally lose it in my ass. I knew what all this was leading to and kept fantasizing about the day I would play with a real live dick if that's what I decided. 

Like I said I didn't see bread man for about 2 months and by that time I was ready and willing to at least jerk him off or maybe a blowjob. He came in one night and I asked him where he'd been and why he didn't come back after that night and he said he was afraid I would tell his boss or maybe want to fight him, I said no I'm not like that but I wanted to make sure he didn't do that again. he agreed and apologized saying he thought I was someone else he saw downtown at a club! I asked if he'd like some mary j and shoot the shit for a few minutes. I locked the door and he looked a little freaked and say's what time is it? I go downstairs and he follows asking how come I'm mot going to the backdoor? I tell him the cops have been around lately and I don't want heat. See Part 4 for ending