After being thoroughly fucked by Neems I was promoted to Supervisor in charge of export of both software and hardware. Because supervising the shipment of computers and other hardware involved going in and out of the warehouse my dress suit was replaced (at Neems’ request) by a lose jump-suit. The front of the jump suit did not have buttons but a sipper that opened both down or up. This was for bathroom calls and as I found out, also for Neems’ connivance. Neems loved to play with my cock. In the elevator he would back up against me and open my sipper and fondle my cock. Other times, if no one was around, he would slide the sipper down and give me a ‘quickie’ suck job. Neems sure loved cock. If we were in his office, he would make me take the suit completely off and walk around naked in front of him. This would always end with me either sucking his cock or being fucked in my ass till I could hardly walk.
After the first few times my body again started betraying me. Just showing myself naked and knowing the affect I was having on Neems started giving me a perverse pleasure. Against my conscious will, my unconscious will driven by lustful sexual desires, began to look forward to being naked and teasing Neems. Sometimes when I would walk towards him I would sort of twist my ass making my cock sway back and forth which caused it to remain in a semi-hard state. I hated my self for doing things like this just as I hated the unwanted erotic sexual pleasure I was beginning to get from sucking Neems’ cock and being fucked by him. Even more confusing was the fact I had started dodging my girl friend and her advances for sex pleading that in my new position I had to work and my new duties completely wore me out (which they did, my sexual duties, that is). Of further bewilderment to me was that even when I was alone, I stayed almost always in a constant state of erection thinking about Neems sucking my cock or me having my mouth or ass full of his hard throbbing cum spewing cock. Could I be turning gay? Or at the least bi? Surprisingly, it was Neems, himself, who helped me deal with this cloud of unwanted sexual confusion I was experiencing.
I had temporally forgot what Neems had said the first time he had fucked me, “Man...I can’t wait to share this.” At first I thought he was going to make me suck other men’s cocks and let them fuck me. However, when nothing happened the first week, I figured that he meant he was going to verbally share his sexual adventures with one of his gay friends. I had come the conclusion that he was gay as were a very large number of the people we did business with. This sure offset any thought I had of threatening him with me going to tell clients he was gay if he did not quit making (?) me suck his cock and letting him fuck my ass when ever he wanted. He had me and I knew it. Thus I lulled myself into believing I would not have to suck or be fucked by anyone except Neems and no one else would ever know that I regularly sucked cock and had my ass fucked by a man. All this ended late one afternoon when I was paged to go to his private office.
When I entered Neems’ office Neems was in his robe as he generally was when he wanted sex with me, but this time his office manager, Tom, was setting over on one of the big couches also in a robe. This was not too surprising as I knew they often played racquet ball together. They had probably played and then had a shower and now we were going to discuss some account. We were – my sexual account!
Neems first words to me were, “Show me what you got!” meaning get naked.
“B...bu...but,” I stammered, looking from him to where Tom sat.
Neems whispered one word, “Twenty,” and I knew he meant 20 years for the software I had pirated.
I turned beet red with embarrassment and humiliation as I pulled the zipper down on my jump suit and stepped out of it facing Neems. Because of being humiliated by Neems in front of another man, my cock was as limp as an old dishrag. As Neems arose from his desk he ordered me to face Tom. As I shamefully turned to face Tom I was even more stunned, there playing on the large TV was a video of me sucking Neems’ cock and then showing me with my legs wrapped around him begging him to fuck me harder. I froze with astonishment; I had already guessed that Neems had some pictures from his private security camera, but not to this extent with sound and vividly showing me sucking and being fucked from different angles.
“Don’t worry,” said Neems, “Tom has seen it all. Who do you think filmed it?”
This explained why whenever I showed up at Neems’ office Tom would leave – he was taping all my sexual acts with Neems. I was devastated, not only had I sucked a man’s cock and been repeatedly fucked in the ass as I begged for more, but now someone else knew. It made no difference that some of it was role-playing to satisfy Neems, the message in the film was the same – it showed I loved sucking cock and being fucked in my ass by a man. I couldn’t bear to look up at Tom.
Neems walked up behind me and put his arms around me. He was naked and I could feel his hardening cock pressed against my bare ass. Turning me towards Tom, Neems told him “watch this.”
Neems began by rubbing and pinching my nipples, which he knew, made me hot. Without even a second thought my body disregarded the turmoil of my mind and began responding to Neems’ advances. I could feel his pre-cum wet cock pressed tightly against my ass. So completely did my body yield to Neems’ sexual manipulations that nothing else mattered, “Ohhh,” I moaned leaning my head back on Neems’ shoulder as my cock stood out ramrod straight.
