boss. He slowly became more physical with

me. He would walk around the house in the nude and would

place his hands on his genitalia and lift his package up. When

we went to bed his kisses became more than just a pe

the cheek. One evening he placed his mouth on mine and

gave me a wet kiss, with tongue. It shocked me, but I didn't

object.

That must have emboldened him, because he placed

his hand on my chest and started rubbing my chest like my

mother used to do when I had a cold, and she rubbed Ben-

gay on my chest. It made my nipples hard, and my dick got

hard. Before I k his big paw of a hand was sliding down

my body to my crotch. When his chubby fiouched my

penis responded by jerking and it felt like it was harder than it

had ever been before. To me it seemed to be twice as long as

it had ever been.

I almost panicked wheook hold of my penis. He

started milking my penis, and I was seating like I was in a

steam-room. I lay there on my back afraid to move. He

pulled on it for a while, but I couldn't cum.

Just when I thought he was going to give up, he moved

his ponderous body around to lean over me, and took my

coto his mouth. He sucked on it like the meical

milking maes used ba the farm to milk cows. While

he was sug my cock, he used his right hand to play with

my s. At one point he moved his hand down further

between my legs and stuck a chubby finger into my asshole.

The shock of his a caused me to untably squirt cum

into his mouth.

All my life I had been admonished not to spill my seed

on the ground, quoting the bible. I had always been

embarrassed when my mother se when she found cum

stains on my bed sheets after leaking in my sleep.

Watg my boss swallow my cum was beyond my

uanding. My boss assured me that I was a good boy

and he loved me. He even moved around to take me in his

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