The Elevator
Rafe could hardly wait for his lunch hour to come. But he wasn't hungry for food. He was hungry for the new elevator boy. The new boy was just the type Rafe lusted after. He was short and slim; probably five-six and maybe a hundred twenty pounds at the most. And he was young. All of the elevator boys the building employed were high school seniors who had already turned eighteen years old. And this one had a nice pretty face. Rafe had seen him when he was entering the building this Saturday morning and his cock had stirred at the sight of the boy. Yes, this boy was just the kind of white meat that Rafe loved to devour.
Rafe had liked boys since he hit puberty at eleven years old. And the boys liked Rafe; especially the sissy boys. Rafe had grown to be a strapping black man of twenty. He wasn't that tall, just about five-eleven, but he was powerfully built; and very masculine. And he had a cock that made the sissy boys drool. It was a good nine inches long, thick and cut, and hard as a rock when Rafe was aroused. And Rafe liked to fuck the sissy boys with it and watch them squirm as he pushed it in and out of their little male pussys.
But even better, Rafe liked to find the straight, white boys and entice them into his world of lust and passion. He liked the powerful feeling of turning them from pussy chasers into little sluts that begged to have him thrust his big dick into their eager mouths and tight asses. This is what the elevator boy had in store for him. Of course, Rafe would have to find the key to seducing the boy, but Rafe was expert at that. No boy could resist his advances when Rafe was determined to have him.
His unknowing victim, Tim, sat on the stool right outside the elevator reading his world history text. But he was having trouble concentrating and his mind kept wandering to thoughts other than history. First Tim thought about this job. It had to be positively the cushiest part-time job a student could ask for. The owner of the building was an alumnus of Tim's all-boys college prep school. He liked to help students of his alma mater, so, among other things, he hired a senior on a part-time basis each semester. Tim worked for a couple of hours after school on each school day and six hours every Saturday as an elevator operator. The ten-story building had three freight elevators and one passenger elevator. Tim ran the push-button passenger elevator. You really didn't need an operator to sit and push buttons to take people to the right floor. The job was basically make-work during the week. On Saturdays, when the building was mostly empty, Tim's main job was to make sure none of the derelicts in the largely industrial area sneaked into the building to sleep. Mostly, Tim did his homework on the elevator.
But today his thoughts kept returning to a magazine he had found on one of the work desks in the school library earlier in the week. It had been buried under some books and magazines and had taken him by surprise when he discovered it. The magazine was full of pictures of naked boys in various poses. In some of the poses the boys were kissing each other or fondling each other's hard cocks. Like most horny teenage boys Tim's hormones were working overtime. Tim became aroused by the pictures. As his cock hardened, his hand had drifted down between his legs where he rubbed his hot little prick till it was stiff and throbbing. He stopped short of making himself cum and quickly hid the forbidden magazine in his school bag and hurried to the bathroom. He locked the door behind him, dropped his pants to the floor and sat on the toilet. Tim found a picture of two boys kissing that he thought was very erotic and began to stroke himself. Faster and faster, he stroked his five-inch cock till he lost all control and, gasping, began to cum.
He came in the toilet bowl. He was pretty accurate at doing that, as he jacked off once or twice each day. Like most teenage boys, he was obsessed with sex. Before today, though, he had always sought relief with girls or images of girls. He had dated a few girls and had French kissed a couple, felt a couple of them up, and even managed to get one to open her blouse for him. All of that had turned him on, but now he was somewhat confused by the way his body responded to the images of the boys with each other. He wanted to take the magazine with him for later, but he was also afraid of being caught with it. So he tossed it in the bathroom trash, put himself back together and left the library to go to work.
As he remembered all of this, Tim started getting aroused again. He visualized the picture of the boys kissing and began rubbing his cock again. No! He couldn't do this at work. Even though the elevator was shielded from the lobby sight lines by a wall, Tim couldn't risk losing control and cumming while someone walked in or buzzed for the elevator. Tim got control of himself and then looked at the time; two o'clock, time for him to lock the front door of the building. There was only an hour left till quitting time. Tim locked the front door and headed back to the elevator and sat on his stool. Then he heard steps on the stairs leading from the second floor to the lobby. It was a young, solidly built black man, a few inches taller than Tim.
"Hi, there!" The young black man smiled at him.
"Hi." Tim responded.
"I'm Rafe. I work for the printer on the fourth floor." The young black man said offering his hand.
"I'm Tim." Tim answered and shook the man's hand. Rafe noted how soft and smooth the boy's hand felt.
"I'm on my lunch hour. Is it okay if I hang out here and talk with you?" Rafe asked.
"Sure, it's nice to have some company." Tim responded.
"Your boss already gone for the day?" Rafe inquired.
"Yeah, I'm really the only one left in the building, except for you guys on four." Tim answered.
"You must be one of the guys from that boys school." Rafe said.
"Yeah, I'm from St. Regis." Tim responded.
"You a senior?" Rafe asked.
"Yeah," Tim replied. "You have to be a senior and eighteen to get the job here."
"That's cool." Rafe said. "You like high school?"
"It's okay; I mean, I have to go." Tim answered.
"I miss it." Rafe said wistfully.
"When did you graduate?" Tim asked.
"Two years ago." Rafe replied. "I really miss the dating scene in school. You dating anyone right now?"
"I'm kind of in between girl friends right now." Tim answered.
"I bet going to an all-boys school you probably get hit on by guys all the time." Rafe stated.
"No, not really, that hasn't happened." Tim said, a little shocked.
"Just figured with you being good looking and all that there must have been some boys who tried to get into your pants." Rafe smiled as he noticed Tim's cock twitch at the direction of the conversation.
"No." Tim responded.
"You play any sports?" Rafe asked.
