Remembering My First Time
Part 2
By
64Unsure
This is the continuation of my early adventure with Joseph and what happened after my first gay experience with him.
It had been two days since I had been introduced to Joseph's cock, and it had changed me. Now all I could do was watch the cocks on the screen and imagine it was me they were fucking. My on-the-job masturbation sessions were all about cock.
I tried to call Joseph on my breaks, but he didn't answer. Hell, I had driven back to his house yesterday, but there was no one home. I was going crazy thinking about cock.
I was in the middle of stroking one when the intercom in the booth broke my concentration.
"Wayne, someone down here to see you." came the voice of the manager.
"Ok, send them up." I replied.
Who the hell was this, I was thinking as I tried to put my hard dick back in my pants. I zipped up my jeans and walked down the steps to the booth door. I unlocked and opened the door.
"Joseph." was my surprised response as I saw him standing in front of me. He was dressed in a suit and tie. He walked right pass me and up the stairs into the booth without saying a word. I looked down the lobby to see if anyone was paying attention to this, but no one seemed to care. I shut and locked the door and returned up the stairs.
Joseph had taken off his suit jacket and loosened his tie a bit as he sat on my stool looking out of my window.
"It is warm in here. I can see why you need this window." he stated calmly. Looking out over the theater, he was checking out the view from my window.
"There goes a man sucking a dick. I can see how you can tell when a head disappears just what's going on." he said as he turned back to face me.
"Tell me how much time do you have before you have to do anything to these projectors?" He asked.
I looked at the film reel and checked the arch settings," About thirty minutes." came my reply.
"Good. Now tell me how many times have you called my number or drove by my house over the past two days? Be honest, I'll know if you are lying." he asked
"I called 4 times yesterday, and drove by last night after work. This morning I left my house early to drove by again, and I've called twice today." came my honest response.
"Now tell me why." he demanded.
" I want more of your cock." I conceded.
"Not good enough. Tell me, it is just my dick you want, or is it the fact that I told you I would take you. Making you do things you never thought you would ever do. The fact is, you love being told what to do. Don't You?
If I told you to go down in the theater and suck off a stranger, you would do it." Joseph directed.
Fear went through my heart and mind at that point, knowing I would do it if he asked.
"Don't worry, this is your job and I wouldn't do anything to get you in trouble here. Just the fact that you will do it is good enough for me." He smiled as he said that.
"How many times have you jacked off in the past two days thinking about cock?" was his next question.
"5 times yesterday, twice so far today. I was jacking off for the third time when the intercom interrupted me, and you arrived." I replied.
"I can see the outline of your hard cock in your jeans. Sit down on the floor in front of me and finish what you started. Jack off in front of me, Wayne. " he commanded.
I kicked off my shoes and dropped my jeans. I sat spread-eagled on the floor in front of him and grabbed my hard cock. Jacking it up and down just for him.
"Now when you cum I want you to catch it with your free hand. Don't spill a drop on the floor, or you will lick it up." He said as he watched me.
I stroked faster and faster. I knew I was about to cum, so I cupped my free hand to catch my cum because I damn sure didn't want to lick the floor.
"Stop, don't you cum till I tell you." came the command from Joseph.
I was right on the brink, I moaned in my disappointment, but I held off cumming.
I had to take my hand away from my cock and just watch it bounce and throb.
I just stared into Joseph's eyes as he watched me suffer. After a minute or two had passed, he said," Now cum in your hand."