The day after we returned from our business trip, Chuck was tied up on the phone and with other employees So I didn't see him. Late afternoon, his assistant told me not to leave until Chuck called me into his office. He wanted to talk to me.
Later, after everyone else had left, Chuck finally called me into his office. "Davis, close the door and sit down."
I sat in one of the chairs in front of his desk, and put my notepad on his desk, ready to take notes.
"Davis. What are we gonna do here?" he asked leaning back in his leather chair.
"About...what, Chuck?" I asked, concerned.
"Well, Davis. You did good work on the Kerns account. John Terrence and Mary Pickworth both liked our solutions. You did a pretty good job of explaining why they would work and why they were better than using a straight Whitmore flange on the back end like their competitors do. I think we can get their business."
I smiled.
"So, I just wanted to tell you I was satisfied with the way you handled yourself. Good work!"
And with this Chuck stood and offered me his hand. I shook it and beamed -- I was so proud. I was not used to getting compliments for my work. I felt really good inside, especially when I thought about the hard work and time I put into everything.
"Thanks, Chuck. I...I really appreciate that. I was just doing my j-"
"Don't worry about it and don't' get it in your head that you're irreplaceable or anything..."
I shook my head, agreeing. I liked the praise but I knew I was just one member of this team.
"Of course Chuck. I ahhh, I know. I... I just did my job, that's all. I'm glad you're satisfied." I said, not wanting to appear too full of myself.
"Yeah, Davis...umm..." Chuck paused for an uncomfortable moment. I was going to speak but didn't know what to say. Chuck seemed to be looking into my eyes -- almost as if he were reading my mind. Finally, he continued.
"The...ahh... the other thing. You really were very good there with ahhh... you know, when you tamed the Beast."
I looked at the floor involuntarily but couldn't hide my pride. Chuck was very stingy with his compliments and he just offered my two tonight! I was so glad he enjoyed it. I didn't realize it but I must've gotten so used to helping Erickshum, that I learned to be pretty good at sucking a cock. Imagine if I was gay! I'd really be good!
Chuck's dic -- his cock -- was huge. And he came so much. Who wouldn't want to touch it? Which normal straight guy wouldn't want it in his mouth? Who could resist getting so much sperm shot into their mouth? It was normal curiosity. I looked up into his eyes.
He continued. "I ahhh...I may need to ask you a favor, Davis. Obviously, I can't force you to suck the Beast -- not as your boss... But, if I don't cum at least once a day, it becomes severely uncomfortable - and it starts leaking cum. If I could ask you, outside of your work responsibilities, ya see, ...to..."
I interrupted him. He was so uncomfortable with this request. I knew what he wanted and I would be happy to help him. I was actually kinda moved that he would consider me enough of a friend to ask me to help him with his problem. At the same time, I felt bad for him that he needed such help. Poor Chuck would get blue balls otherwise. "Of course I'll help you Chuck. I'm a team player..."
"No Davis -- This is not for work. This is personal."
"Oh, of course. That's what I meant." I agreed "I'll help you out because that's what friends do! We help each other."
"Yeah..." Chuck said slowly. "But I'm your boss and so I can't be your friend too. I just need you-"
"Chuck -- I get it. I'll be your friend but you don't have to be mine. I understand your position. You can't be my boss and my 'friend'."
Chuck tilted his head slightly, stared at me a moment, shook his head, and finally agreed. "Right. Right Davis. You got it. You'll be my friend and you'lll...tame the beast for me every evening?"
I smiled widely -- I couldn't help it. I'd get to be his friend. I'd help him with his problem. AND I'd get to worship his huge cock and eat his sperm. Who could say no to that! I felt like I'd just gotten a promotion -- which, I guess I had. I was promoted to Chuck's friend! And Beast tamer! I stood and reached my hand out.
Chuck's eyes widened and, after a moment, he reached out and shook my hand.
"Done!" he said.
"Done!" I agreed.
Chuck stood and started taking his clothes off. I watched him reveal his muscular back and arms when he took his shirt off. Then, as he pulled his pants off and revealed the bulge in his boxers, I inhaled. I stared at the outline of his cock. It was so fat. It was so long. I just wanted --
"DAVIS, man! Stop staring and take your damn clothes off. Do you want them to get covered with cum? Don't make me regret this decision."
I stood quickly, startled out of my daydream. I certainly did not want him to change his mind. I was proud to be his new friend and to help him out. I stripped quickly, tossing my clothes in a pile on the worn tiles.
Chuck walked to the front of his desk, his cock flopping softly from thigh to thigh. He tossed a towel down at his feet. "You can put that under your knees." he said considerately and he rested his as against the desk.
I dropped to my knees and stared at this beautiful floppy penis. It was about two inches wide and at least six long. I reached my hand under it and held it up towards my face. I squeezed it, amazed by the warmth it generated. With my other hand, I reached out to cup his balls. I tightened my fingers and pulled the skin taught until I could feel each kiwi sized testicle.
I looked up to see Chuck smirking at me. "The fucking beast, man...you can't resist it? Can you?"
I shook my head and looked back to it, feeling it pulse and grow. I wanted to make him cum. I wanted to swallow it all! I wanted to eat all of his absurd load of cum!
I bent my head and started to lick his balls. Chuck spread his legs wider.
I licked the ball sack thoroughly, tasting his musk. I sucked on one ball and managed to fit it into my mouth. Chuck inhaled. I sucked and pulled it gently from his body. I lightly tightened my jaw on it a few times and let it slide out of my mouth. Chuck gasped.
