Customer Service

Customer Service

A STORY BY CATMAN

I was just another victim of the recession when I lost my job in the Tech Industry.   Thank God, just as my savings were running out, I was rescued by my friend, Carl.   I was totally out of my league, but grateful for the job, working in retail at the men's clothing store he managed at the mall.

I would be working on commission, based on my register sales.  After just a few days, I caught on to the routine and selling techniques.  Carl was confident enough, to schedule me, two weeknights when I would work alone.  Like most retail businesses, the busiest shopping days are the weekends, with moderately low sales during the week.

I was just a month into the job, on a slow Monday night, just minutes till closing time, when a cute young guy swaggered into the store.

He took his time, walking around to look at all of the merchandise.  He was our target customer, since our clothes were geared to his age group.

I gave him his space for several minutes before approaching him, "Anything I can help you find?" 

"Gotta leave in two weeks to get back to college again.   Dad gave me his credit card to get some new duds for this year.  I need the entire works.  Jeans, tees, sweats, boxers, socks, all of it."

My first thought was the commission on a big sale, but the guy, not that much younger than me, was really cute.  I told him it was closing time, but I would be happy to stay to help him.  I locked the front doors and followed him around the store as he gathered merchandise.  We had stacks of everything on his list, except for the jeans.

Not sure of his size, I took a tape measure to his waist and then dropped down to my knees to measure his inseam.  Putting the tape to his crotch, i realized that he had gone commando today, but I tried to stay professional as I measured his length.  

When I pulled out a dozen pair of jeans, he insisted on trying them all on for fit.  

He tried on the first pair and stunned me when he walked out of the dressing room without a shirt and with the jeans falling open.  His pubes were totally exposed!

"These are good.    Give me some more to try on."

I gave him several more pair of jeans.  He was in the dressing room for about ten minutes.  When he emerged this time, I was shocked because he was totally nude, covering his crotch with a hand!

 

"Anything else I should try on?"

I stuttered,  "No, ...um...I...think that's about it....unless, you can think of anything.....(ironically, I said...)   I think you're covered!"

With the customer dressing again in the changing room, I totaled up the sales.  A whopping $976,00!   He emerged dressed and handed me the credit card.   "Roy Mathias Sr." had paid the bill for his "Jr" and the commission would pay my utility bills this month.    I finalized the sale and packed everything into our store bags.

Looking at the mound of bags, he said, "Can you help me get all of this out to my car?"

Since day one, Carl had instilled in me that...  "Good Customer Service Is Our First Priority!"    I was more than happy to help Roy Jr load his car with his purchases.

Locking the store behind me, we made our way out to the almost vacant parking lot.  With his purchases secured in the trunk, Roy turned to me and said, “Thanks for all of the help, but I'm a little curious.   Aren't you interested in me?   It would have been fun to fuck in the store!"

I grabbed his hand and we rushed back into the mall.  Locked, once more in Carl's store, we tore our clothes off.  Right there, between racks of clothes, we totally did it!   Thrashing around totally naked on the carpet, Roy Jr and I sucked each other's cocks.   Burring my face in his cute little bubble butt, I worked my tongue in, and around, his tight hole.  When I was sure that he was sloppy wet, I replaced my tongue with my hard throbbing cock.

Little Roy pushed back hard against my dick till I was buried inside.  He met my every thrust by pushing back against me and begging for more!  I rode his ass for about twenty minutes, easing up whenever I felt I was close.  With his legs in the air, he pumped his dick and spewed his cum over his chest and face, just as I filled his ass with my own load.

Collapsing on him, I laid there for several minutes.  Finally, we got to our feet.  After cleaning up in the employee bathroom and dressing again, we went our separate ways in the parking lot.

The following day, I arrived back at the store, to be met by Carl.   "If it wasn't for the big credit card purchase, I'd be really pissed off at you!   The store's surveillance tapes caught everything!"

I thought he was really mad at me till he laughed and said, "I'm impressed!  You got one hell of a commission and managed to make your own bonus on that sale!  I guess we all win, because the tapes will give me jack-off material!   That was some great "Customer Service"! "

Working Late - Part 2

Working late

Story by Chris

Part 2 of 2

The next couple of days played out like the first time. I pretended to listen to music and he would make his way to me and let me suck his cock. Each time he would rush off and I would head to the restroom to dirty the back of the stall door. On Friday night I got myself ready to go through the same routine but my guy never showed up. I was worked up in anticipation and figured since he didn’t show I might as well head to the restroom and give myself some relief. As I pushed opened the door there was my cleaning guy with his jumpsuit off and his hard cock in hand. He was waiting for me and I think wanted more than just a quickie blow job. I headed into the stall and pulled my pants down. I straddled the toilet and put both hands against the wall. He knew what I wanted and entered the stall and knelt down and spread my ass cheeks. He dove in and started licking at my hole, pushing his tongue into it while massaging my cheeks. When my ass was dripping wet and I was begging to be fucked he stood up, and without caring about me, shoved his cock into me. He fucked me hard, slamming into me with reckless abandon, grabbing my hair and pulling me back as he thrust into me relentlessly. He fucked me that way for a few minutes when suddenly instead of pulling on my hair he pushed me by the back of the head until my forehead slammed into the tile wall. With his hand pressed against my head he grunted some Spanish and then slammed into me one last time, holding his cock buried in my ass as he shot rope after rope of hot cum into me. With his cock still rock hard and still buried deep in my ass he reached around and grabbed my dripping hard cock. With a few quick tugs he made me cum like I’ve never cum before. I felt like I shot for a minute and when I was done my knees were weak and I was shaking. He pulled out turned me around and pushed me to my knees and like I wasn’t even there he shoved his cock into my mouth and made me clean him off. When I was done cleaning him he pushed me back stepped back and left the stall. I just stayed there on my knees and watched as he got dressed, washed his hands and left the restroom. I slowly realized where I was and stood up, cleaned myself off and headed back to finish my filing for the week.

The weekend went so slow and all I could think about was my special cleaning guy and his amazing cock. Monday couldn’t come fast enough, I started my filing for the night and waiting for my guy to show up but he never did. I asked the cleaning lady who was doing his job what happened to him but she didn’t know. I guess it was only supposed to be for an amazing week.

Working Late - Part 1

Working Late

Story by CHRIS

Part 1 of 2

I was fresh out of college and working my first job for a major corporation in New York City. Since I was low man on the totem pole it was my job to stay late and finish all the filling that didn’t get done during the day. I didn’t really mind though because it gave me a chance to relax a little and take my time and learn the job that was going to be my profession for the rest of my life.

It was the second night of me working late and it was really quiet at work that night. I took my IPod out and figured it would not hurt to listen to some music. I went back to filing and listening to music and I guess I got into a groove and kinda was dancing while doing my job. I was so wrapped up in filing that I didn’t notice the cleaning guy going cubicle by cubicle emptying trash cans until I felt him watching me bumping and grinding to the music. I stopped and turned around and with a red faced apologized to keeping him from doing his job. He spoke broken English and said no problem. As I moved out of the way I noticed how good looking he was and then  caught a glimpse of what I thought was a bulge, a nice one at that. I let it go and when he was done I went about finishing up my job. I went home that night and as soon as I was in my door I ripped my pants down and jerked off thinking of the Mexican cleaning guy. The load was amazing and it knocked me out.

The next night I had an idea. With my headphones on but the music not so loud I waited for the cleaning guy as I did my filing job. A few minutes into my work I caught him standing back watching me. I started humping and gyrating to the music, grabbing my ass and crotch, acting like I was alone. I would stop and look out of the corner of my eyes to see what he was doing. He was inching closer to me massaging his crotch. He knew I was aware he was there so I moved back and almost started grinding on his bulge. I think he was nervous that I would say something or tell someone but I would never do that. I stopped and turned around and looked at him. Wordlessly I removed my headphone and got down on my knees. I unzipped his jumpsuit and slide it off till they wrapped around his waist. I worked his cock out, it was a nice 7" and uncut and was rock hard and dripping precum. I took his cock in my mouth before he could change his mind. He tasted great and I went to work sucking him hard. My tongue would wrap around his head and dig into his hood licking out the tasty juices that gathered there. I guess the excitement was too much for him because a minute after sucking him he grabbed my head and filled my mouth with his salty cum. After cumming he stepped back, pulled up his jumpsuit and hurried down the hall. I on the other hand was left with a major hard on and I knew I wouldn’t be able to finish up with this distraction. I went in to the bathroom, entered a stall and jerked off like a madman until I exploded all over the back of the stall door.

SUPER BOWL PARTY!

SUPER BOWL PARTY!

A STORY BT CATMAN

I am proud to be an enormous NFL football fan!    I absolutely live for the start of each season and watch every televised game.  It may sound strange to some people to believe a great big fag like me would love watching this sport.   Hey, what’s not to love?   Think about it!  The ultimate object of the game is for 'men to jump on other men'!  They call it tackling!   These are very fit athletic men who are wearing tight spandex pants and shoulder pads, the likes of which we haven't seen since "DYNASTY" left TV!   This is undeniably, the most 'homoerotic' professional sport, with field positions called:  "Wide Receivers” and "Tight Ends"!!!   Just the image of a Quarterback putting his hands under the ass of a Center to receive the ball, gets me really hot!

I not only enjoy watching the action on the field, but I fantasize about the hot sweaty players in the locker rooms!   Naked or in jock straps as they high-five or hug each other after a victory.   I imagine myself sneaking into a locker room to watch the guys in the communal showers.  I snatch up sweaty jock straps to hold to my nose and sniff.   I would gladly volunteer to rub-down their aching muscled bodies!  

Whew!  I'm about to shoot a load, just thinking about it!

Even the guys in the park, or on the beach, throwing the football around, get me really hard!   I just have this thing about  anyone, anywhere,  with a football in their hands and I am immediately horny!

"Super Bowl Sunday" was coming up.   I was planning on watching the big game alone in my apartment.   That morning, wearing my football jersey, I ran into my hot neighbor who lives across the hall.  Jerry and I have never had more than just a casual friendship.   He spotted my jersey and invited me to his Super Bowl party.  "Make sure you are here at 6 PM before kickoff.  I've got plenty of snacks and drinks.  Big screen TV!  It'll be fun!"     He didn't wait around to take "NO" for an answer before he rushed back into his apartment.

Jerry is one of the hottest fucking men that I have ever seen.   I thought back to the first time I saw him.  Just days after moving into my new apartment, he showed up in the hallway after a jog, just as I was putting my key in my door.    Jerry was jack-off material, since he was wearing only his jogging shoes and a pair of gym shorts.  His muscled gym body was glistening with sweat.   My dick was getting hard just from shaking his hand as we introduced ourselves.    His invitation to watch the game came as a surprise, since we only had a few conversations whenever we ran into each other.   Sometimes, I wasn't sure if he was flirting with me or just being friendly.

There was one time, I ran into him in our parking lot.  He was wearing a pair of white cotton shorts, his dick was clearly outlined against the fabric.  Obviously he had gone commando that day.  I'm pretty sure he saw me staring as we talked.  It seemed that every time I saw him, he was just returning from the gym or a run.  I don't know if it was intentional, but once, as we talked, he reached into his shorts and scratched at his pubes.   I noticed he was starting to bone up and he didn't bother to hide it.

I debated whether or not I should show up to watch the game.    First of all, I wasn't sure I would feel comfortable in a room full of Jerry's friends that I didn't know.  After all, he said it was a party, so I assumed there would be a lot of people there.

Secondly, what if I made a fool of myself drooling over Jerry and missed seeing the game, and Third, I had no idea if Jerry was gay or straight.

All of my questions would soon be answered when he opened his door to invite me in.   My jaw dropped to my chest because he was wearing only a San Francisco 49ers t-shirt and white jockey shorts!   Obviously, he had already had a few beers and was VERY tipsy!   "No reason why we shouldn't be comfortable to watch the game since it's just the two of us."   I was his only guest!   The only light in the room came from the flat screen TV.   Totally, in absolute shock, I walked into his apartment.  It was "GAME ON” both in the room and on the television!

The players on the teams couldn't compare to the "player" in that room!  After a few beers during the pre-game show, I needed to use his bathroom.  I rushed in to piss and I guess I didn't totally close the door.  As I started to leave, I noticed a pile of dirty clothes in the corner.  Laying on top of the pile was a used jock strap.  I picked it up  and suddenly the door flew open.  Jerry must have been watching me.  He insisted I should  take a whiff!   It had retained his manly scent.   With a mischievous look in his eye he said,   "I think this should be a 'costume party' tonight.  That's your costume!  Put it on!  I bet you'd look really hot in just my jock strap."

That totally confirmed it, Jerry was definitely GAY!

Jerry was totally in charge here, so I did as he said.  Maybe, it would lead to something.   By the 'coin flip', I was on his couch with a beer in my hand, and both games began!   Sitting just inches away from me, we would watch intently as the football game progressed, but at every commercial break, Jerry only had sex on his mind.    He would grab me by the neck and force my face into his crotch.  Or he would reach over to tease me with a prolonged feel of my cock that was still hard since I walked in the door.

We drank too much beer.  By halftime, at his suggestion,  we were both sitting there naked and totally erect.   The halftime show was on his couch!   With a close score, the third quarter of the game totally sucked but so did we!  (at least, each other!)   We stopped occasionally for beer breaks and a little rest.

When the fourth quarter began, Jerry decided to make it into a contest.   "Pick a team!  If your team losses the game, you will both be fucked!"   Win or lose, I figured that I was going to be a "winner".   I was happy to either top or bottom this hot stud!

As it turned out, my team won!   After the past three hours of being edged by Jerry's hand and mouth, I was ready to rip into him.   It was a champion performance that was worthy of a MVP trophy as I rode his ass.   When I finished humping him, being a 'good sport', I let him have a turn at me.   His big dick tore my ass apart!  I even ended up with a game souvenir:  his used jock strap!!!

In the end, I have to say, this was the best "Super Bowl Party" ever!!!    I don't remember the final score, but I SCORED!  

 DAMN, I SURE LOVE FOOTBALL "GAMES"!

Dave's Handyman - Part 3

DAVE'S HANDYMAN

Story by CATMAN

PART 3 of 3

Just as I was getting over the shock of Dan inviting me to suck his big dick, I couldn't believe that my best college buddy had his tongue buried in my ass!   In all of the years we have known each other, Dave had never shown any interest in me. 

Not, that I was complaining!  Hell, Dave is really HOT and I love being rimmed!   I just never anticipated that Dave and I would ever be involved in a sexual encounter, especially, in a three way with a straight guy.  I was in absolute 'heaven'  with a big dick in my mouth and a tongue licking my ass.

Straight Dan seemed to be curious about why Dave was working my ass hole with his mouth, so I lifted his legs to demonstrate how it felt.  Like his cock and balls, he had a slightly musky and sweaty smell and taste.  I think he enjoyed it, but after a few minutes, he requested that I should return to blowing him.  With his big cock back in my mouth, I played with his balls with one hand and ran the fingers from my other hand up and down his crack. 

In a matter of just a few minutes, totally without warning, he filled my mouth with load after load of his cum.  I swallowed as rapidly as I could, so I would not miss a drop.   Almost immediately his dick began to go soft.  I thought he might be ready for a second round till I heard him start to snore!   Dave and I left him on the bed and went to my room.

It was an awkward situation.  We sat naked on the end of the bed and talked.  "Sorry, I couldn't resist!  I looked in and saw you sucking Dan's dick with your bubble butt sticking up in the air and I just had to join in.  I remember that you told me once how much you like having your ass played with.  So, how was Dan's dick?"

"Fantastic!  And, by the way, that was his idea, not mine!   Did you hear him moan when I had my face in his ass?"

"Not really.  I was a little too preoccupied with you!"  There was another long awkward pause, until he continued, "You may not know this, but I've fantasized for years about having sex with you.  Every time, I saw you naked in the frat house, like after a shower or when you were changing clothes, the next private moment I got, I would jerk off."

"Wow, I felt the same way about you.  I used to get really jealous whenever you seemed to get close to any of the other guys.  Whenever I would pick up a trick, I would imagine that he was you!"

With all of this sex talk, Dave and I were both totally erect!   I think we were both waiting for the other to make the first move.  I tried to initiate it, "So, what do you think we should do now?"

Dave surprised me when he pulled me to him and planted his mouth on mine.  In a matter of seconds, we were rolling around on the bed with our bodies pressed against each other and our tongues fighting for supremacy in each other's mouths!   Just rubbing against each other was so passionately intense that  without any oral or anal action, we both shot off.  We were a sticky mess and fell asleep that way!

In the morning, just as we were waking up, Dan looked into the room and laughed, "Don't know 'bout you, but I'm gonna hit the shower.  Anyone want to join me?"   Dave and I both sprang out of the bed!   We took turns sucking off the 'handyman' and then each other in Dave's shower!

Now that the ice had been broken, the rest of my visit was filled with one sexual escapade after another.  Dan worked naked wearing only his work boots, socks and a tool belt.  Dave and I finally fucked!   I offered my ass up to Dan out by the pool and he fucked his first guy.  He even ventured a little further and sucked my dick for a minute.  Dave hooked up with Dan  and I got to watch.   

Before my vacation ended, Dan secured another job in the construction industry but came to an arrangement with Dave to rent his bedroom in the house.  The three of us talked about it and I agreed to return when I could and search for a teaching job in Florida.

I couldn't wait till my next visit with Dave and the "Handyman"!  

Dave's Handyman - Part 2

DAVE'S HANDYMAN

Story by CATMAN

PART 2 of 3

I hung out at the pool for a few hours, swimming and catching some sun, before going indoors.  After a shower, I dressed and relaxed in my bedroom while surfing the web on my laptop.  When I went to the kitchen to get something to drink, I had to pass the bathroom.  The door was open and I glanced in to see Dan in the shower.   Wow! What a hot ass!

Dan looked over his shoulder and caught me watching.  He smiled at me.  Embarrassed to be caught, I went back to my bedroom.  Twenty minutes later I heard Dan start up his pick-up truck and drive away.

Dave arrived home and I went to the kitchen to help fix dinner.  I told him I had met Dan and asked about him.

"He got laid off from his construction job during the recession.  Then he had a string of really bad luck.  His savings started to run out and he got evicted from his apartment.  Then his gold digger of a girlfriend left him.  I let him move in here till we finish the work on the house.  Right now, he has a part time second job tending bar at some red-neck dive in town.  So, why do you ask?"

I told Dave all about Dan's morning hard-on, what happened at the pool and seeing him in the shower.

"Are you shiting me?  He's been living here eight months and I've only seen his bare chest!   You horn dog, are you trying to seduce my handyman?"

"Hey, he's hot, but what straight guy walks around in the morning showing off their 'wood'?  He's the one who wanted to put the suntan oil on me!   And why would he purposely leave the bathroom door open?   He may, or not be gay, but I know "straight " when I see it, and this guy is definitely not a "card carrying player" on the 'straight team'!  So, you tell me.  Who is trying to seduce who?"

We changed the subject, ate dinner, had some drinks and watched TV before calling it a night.  I woke when I heard Dan's truck return to the house.  I laid in bed a long time unable to fall asleep and finally got up because I had to pee.  I sleep naked, so I opened my door naked and stopped dead in my tracks!  Just across the hall Dan's door was wide open.

Dan was laying on his bed, playing with his fat cock!   He looked my way, and said, "I"m a little horny tonight.  Wanna give me a little help here?

That's all I needed to hear!   I leaped on his bed between his legs and began sucking his dick!   It grew in my mouth to its full proportions!  I guess I was doing a good job because he said, "Damn dude!  You suck dick better than my fuckin ex!"

I backed off so that he wouldn't get off too soon.  I wanted this to last as long as possible.  Hell, he didn't need to tell me I could suck cock better than any woman!  I already knew that!!!   THEN I FELT A TONGUE IN MY UPTURNED ASS! 

Dave's Handyman - Part 1

DAVE'S HANDYMAN

A STORY BY CATMAN

PART 1 of 3

Of all of my Fraternity brothers, two years after college, Dave was the only one I still kept in regular contact with.   He was also my only gay friend at school.   I had more than my share of tricks during those four years, but Dave was my only platonic gay friend.   After graduating we kept in contact with constant e-mails and occasional phone calls.  I took a teaching job back home in Ohio.  Dave took a public relations job in Florida, so that he could renovate a small country house that he had inherited from his grandparents.  In one of our calls, Dave convinced me to fly down to Florida to spend a few weeks with him during the Summer.

It was great to see Dave again.  It was a late night arrival at the airport and an hour long drive to his place.  In the car he told me, "I've got good news and bad.   I got a big promotion two days ago!  Unfortunately, I won't be able to take any extra time off to spend with you.  I need to jump on getting up to speed on my new position.   I guess you are going to have to find ways to entertain yourself."

I said, "Don't worry Dave,  after the Winter I just went through, I just need some time to thaw out!  We'll have time together nights and the weekends."

We arrived at the house and he gave me a tour.  The renovations were almost complete and it was a first rate job.  Dave showed me to one of the empty bedrooms where I would sleep.  "This will be your room, Dan is just across the hall.  Oh, I forgot to tell you about him.  He's my handy man who is helping me with the house.  He is staying here for the duration of the renovations.  I guess you will meet him tomorrow."

Dave and I were both really tired, so we called it a night.  I woke in the morning and put on my bathrobe.  Dave was in the kitchen, dressed and ready for work.  He rushed out the door with his coffee and I poured myself a mug and sat down.  A few minutes later, "Handyman Dan' made his way to the kitchen.  He was wearing flimsy pajama bottoms which were tented by his 'morning wood'!

He turned to me, with his concealed dick pointing at me and said, "Ya must be the friend I've been hearing bout.  Don't mind me.  I'll be around all week to finish some of the projects.  Mostly outdoors near the pool.  Looks like a nice day, so if ya wanna catch a little sun, I'll do my best to not disturb ya."

Then he walked away.  Dan was a good looking guy in his late twenties.  Nice body, the kind that comes from hard work instead of a gym.

Obviously, one of his best attributes was a substantially large dick.  From his demeanor, I assumed that he was 'straight'.

Catching some sun sounded like a good idea.  I topped off my coffee and went to my room to finish unpacking my luggage.   That is when I realized, that I totally forgot to pack anything but a small French cut bikini swimsuit.  Taking my robe off, I slipped it on.   It barely covered me!

I decided, what the hell, Dan probably wouldn't even notice.

With a large towel and sun tan oil I found in the bathroom, I walked out and jumped in the pool. As I was swimming laps, Dan arrived wearing jeans and a tool belt, NO SHIRT. 

He set up a ladder next to the house to do some repairs on the gutters.  My dick had gone totally hard just watching him and that little swimsuit couldn't contain it!.  When he had his back to me, I dashed out of the pool and dove face down onto a lounge chair.   After several minutes, Dan climbed down the ladder and said, "Jeez, you are really white.  Ya want me to do that oil on ya?  Ya don't wanna burn yer first day here."

Before I could respond, he was lathering my body with oil.  Not sure what his reaction would be, I panicked, at first, when he said, "Turn over and I'll do the rest of ya."  

When he insisted, I rolled over on my back, my hard dick was sticking out of the top of my swimsuit.  Despite the fact that his own monster cock was now growing hard as it snaked down the left pant leg of his jeans, he said, "Whoa Dude!   Yer hard!   Yer got a boner!  Yer little suit is only covering yer balls.  Ya might as well not be wearing anything!"

I agreed and I think I shocked him when I pulled off my swimsuit.  He handed me the tanning oil and said, "Maybe ya should finish this yourself!"

Before walking away to work in the front of the house, he said, "Nice dick!"

Maybe Dan wasn't as straight as I first thought!