I was young, a new hire with nothing but stars in my eyes about being the next CEO. Of course I was the new hire and my job was delivery of items from the main warehouse to the subsidiary warehouses. I was a hot shot driver, not that I was a hot shot.

At the warehouse where I was sent that day the manager was a fifty something, hairy, big belly type. Don't ask me why but I have always had a thing for big men like that, since I was too young to know what I felt. I got my delivery done and signed for and remembered his name. I watched him from the truck as he ordered his men to take the stuff inside. That night I masturbated imagining him naked showing me he was the boss. When I masturbate I almost always lay on my stomach and dream I am being fucked, if not that sometimes I dream I am sucking cock, but to jerk off I need to 'feel' that I am being fucked. This goes back a long time since before I got out of school. My man of my dreams was the swim coach at school, big and hairy and tough and he always wore a blue speedo. I dreamt that he was kissing me. Like I said my wet dreams go back to when I was very young.

I masturbated that night.

Over the next months I delivered to him at least once a week, he signed the papers and I had to leave. But that afternoon I was standing at the door of my truck and he was signing the papers and I was looking at him and I was thinking of what a kiss would feel like and he looked at me and asked me if I had a problem. He forced me into my truck with his stomach and looked at me straight in the face and asked if I was queer or something because I looked queer and I was always checking out the men. My only response was that I couldn't help it. Just a couple of inches more and he would have kissed me.

There was a BBQ at the warehouse and he came along with another couple of men from his shop. I was put on the service line and he looked at me and asked if I liked hot dogs. It took me a couple of minutes, maybe seconds, but I felt like a couple of minutes before I realized what he was asking and I said I loved hot dogs. He asked if I had a set of buns for his hot dog and now I knew what he was saying and I said "oh yes I did". I was in the back getting more ice and he came up behind me and grabbed my ass with his hand. He was over my shoulder and asked if I was pretty queer and I had to answer yes. He asked to see what I had and pulled at my pants I let him look and he said that he never figured it out how a queer like me could have a big cock. He rubbed my ass with his hand and told me that he was going to be staying at the Holiday Inn Express and I should come by around ten and gave me the room number.

I had never gone to a motel and I was breathing hard and my heart was racing but I knocked on the door and he opened it and said to step inside. He asked me again if I was queer and I said yes and he stuffed his cock in my face and I began to suck. Maybe his cock isn't all that big but I thought it was. I got naked he told me to lay on the bed and let him look at my cock. He stood beside the bed and bent over and sucked my cock and asked me if I thought it strange that a man wanted to suck cock and I said no. He put me on my stomach and ran his hands all over my back and butt and asked me if I needed to be slicked up and I said well yes and he said he would see if he had anything to slick me up. He spread my cheeks open and stuck his mouth in my ass and licked my hole, while he reached under me and grabbed my cock.

I sucked cock again and he sucked cock again, we did that for quite a while, when he was going to fuck me and he had slicked me up I asked him if he would kiss me, he answered that I must really be a queer if I wanted to be kissed. He kissed me and it felt so good to be kissed, his hands playing with me before I got over on my stomach and he fucked me in my slick hole. Maybe he doesn't really have a big cock but it sure felt like it. I really liked his cock.

I worked at the main warehouse and from time to time he would come over and we would meet at the same Holiday Inn Express and just fuck. For so many months I never had to masturbate, he jerked me off or sucked me off and of course he fucked me and usually when I am getting fucked I cum into the sheets on the bed. He liked to kiss and I liked to kiss and sometimes he just kissed me for a long time and felt me up. Of course I was never going to be CEO, he told me so, I was going to work in the warehouse where he could keep an eye on me. But I was young then and that's all that mattered to me at the time.