I was called into the company president's office one Friday afternoon. I knew I was on good terms with him having received many awards for my work, so I knew that I wasn't in any trouble. But what he told me totally caught me off guard.
As I entered, he smiled and said, "Hey, Mark. Come on in, close the door, and have a seat."
He never told anyone to close the door unless they were in deep shit with him or it pertained to serious company business.
"You wanted to see me?" I asked.
"Yes, Mark. I need your assistance, big time, and I know I can trust you."
"You make it sound serious," I said.
"It is, and what I'm about to say is to be kept strictly between me and you. Understand?"
"Yes, Sir."
"The head of our Cheyenne office, Tom Reynolds, is up to something but I'm not sure just what. The figures he's reporting just don't seem to add up, and I think someone in this office is aiding him somehow. I want you to do some investigative work for me."
"Sure, anything you need."
"I'm going to contact Tom and tell him I'm doing a big favor for a friend and that I'm sending his son up there to work. You will have just graduated from college and this will be your first job and a novice. I want you to go over his books completely and report everything you find to me."
"If I'm going to be so new, how will i gain access to what I might need?"
"Not a problem," he said as he opened a desk drawer. "Every time I open a new office, I have an extra set of keys made for every lock in the place, including every desk in the offices."
Picking up a set of keys, he smiled and said, "These will be yours. Make sure you keep them private and don't let anyone know you have them. No one knows that they exist."
He showed me one key saying it was a master key to every door in the building. Then a second key that was a master to every desk in the building and another that was a master to every file cabinet. He also handed me a card with the code for the alarm system.
"What if some of the locks have been changed?"
"All request for replacement locks has to come through me. I order them and have them keyed to accept the master keys then sent to the offices for installation."
"Okay, but if someone here is working with him on something, won't they say something to him about me being transferred there?"
"As far an everyone here is concerned, you resigned unexpectedly for other employment. You will have the number to my private line here at the office as well as my home and cell number. Feel free to call me at any time day or night if you have something to report."
I nodded my head as he continued.
"You will resign as of next Wednesday. Call a mover and have your belongings packed up and shipped. Ship your car also if you want to. If you drive, get receipts for gas and send them to me at my home. Your moving expenses will be paid by me, as will your deposit and first three months rent. All you need to do is find a place, call me with the amounts and I'll wire the money. I have a special account for things like this. And remember, you will only have contact with me. Everything we've discussed is in this envelope. Keep it private. In it also is your fake letter of resignation."
"You can count on me."
"I know I can. That's why I chose you for the job."
He wished me good luck and I left his office. Over the weekend, I studied the information in the packet. It included all the numbers to contact him as well as a plan of the offices and who occupied them.
I gave the 'resignation' on Monday, and after Wednesday, made my arrangements to move. He had said I wasn't due to begin work for four weeks, so I had plenty of time to drive up and find a place to live.
I drove up, taking my time and enjoying the scenery, as well as enjoying the sexual activities I encountered along the way. Those were mainly with hot masculine truckers. My boss had no idea that I was gay and I hoped to keep it that way.
I finally arrived and found a nice large apartment to rent on the outskirts of town. As promised, when I contacted Mr. Jamison with the cost, within two hours the money was waiting for me at Western Union.
I stayed in a motel for a few days until my belongings arrived. As the crew unloaded my things, I had them place the furniture for me where I wanted it. The driver was a hot muscular guy in his early thirties. He was easy to work with, and when I would decide that I wanted something moved after it had been placed he gladly had the guys move it.
He and I seemed to 'click' from the day they came to load my belongings and even more so the day they made the delivery. Mr. Jamison had prepaid the move and as they neared he end, I asked, Bob, the driver, if he had any plans for the evening.
"None that I know of. As far as I know, I have a pick up day after tomorrow on the south side of town going to Florida, but nothing in the works before then."
"Well, then, why don't you have dinner with me tonight? It will be my way of saying 'thank you'."
"Sure, I'd like that but I live out of the truck. I was planning on parking at the yard and using the showers there, and sleeping in the truck."
"I have two bedrooms. Do what you need to do then call me and I'll pick you up. If anyone questions you, you're staying with friends while here."
"I like the way you think," he said with a laugh. "You got a deal. It's been over a month since I slept in a regular bed."
I waited for his call and it came sooner than expected. When I picked him up, I asked if anyone said anything about him not staying in his rig.
"The dispatcher did, but I did as you suggested. He just told me to keep my phone handy in case there were any changes."
We returned to my place and we both showered. He came out of the second bedroom in just his jeans and his muscular hairy chest was awesome. He couldn't help but notice me admiring it. He didn't say anything, but he did use one hand ad rub it over his chest, pausing at his left nipple and quickly pinching it.
We went to dinner and upon returning, we sat and relaxed and had a beer. After a moment, he said he wanted to get comfortable and he'd be right back. He left and returned wearing a pair of gym shorts. Seeing him my heart began to race. He was awesome.
"Damn, you do look more comfortable. I think I'll do the same."
I returned wearing a pair of my gym shorts, however I was commando. I didn't know if he was or not.
Seeing me he said, "It looks like we like to wear the same thing when we relax."
"Yea, but frequently if I'm alone, I'm nude."
"No shit?"
"Yea. To me that is the ultimate in being comfortable."
"Hell, I do the same thing when I'm in the rig."
"Doesn't a helper travel with you?"
"Hell no! Each terminal has loaders to load and unload. On the road I'm totally alone."
"I just have to ask one question," I said.
"Go for it."
"You ever drive nude?"
"After sunset, yea. Frequently. I'm a lot more careful then. Can't afford to be in an accident or get stopped if I'm nude but the feeling is awesome."
Laughing, I said, "I did it my self while driving up here. I know from experience how great it feels."
"Well, none of the other drivers can see me but if you pass one he can look down and see you."
"Not at night. My windows are tinted and if they are down I raise the passenger window while passing."
We both laughed out loud and i said, "Bob, we both enjoy being nude, right?"
"Yea."
"Well, I'm sure you've been around other guys when nude, probably in the showers at the truck stops, and I have at the gym. If you want to go nude while here, I'll join you."
"You serious?"
"Yea. Personally, I see nothing wrong with it."
"I'm game. I sleep that way so why not do it earlier than bedtime."
I smiled and stood and slipped off my shorts. he immediately stood and removed his and he too was commando.
A few minutes later i went to the kitchen to get us another beer. Bob followed and as we stood with fresh beers in our hands we looked into each others face. Our eyes locked together and unspoken words went between us through our gaze.
Setting his beer down he stepped up to me and leaned forward and kissed me. I put my beer on the counter and returned the kiss, parting my lips and extending my tongue. he immediately did the same and the rest is history.
Between that night and the next day, we sucked, fucked and rimmed each other numerous times. Of course, he shared my bed that night.
It was an awesome time and I hated to take him back to his terminal. I told him to keep my number and if he was ever in the area, call me and I'd meet him.
I began learning my way around Cheyenne, and all the businesses were advertising the week long championship rodeo the following week. Originally from Texas, I got my jeans, shirts and boots ready and brushed the dust off my felt cowboy hat.
The rodeo was to begin on Sunday and run through the following Sunday. The livestock and contestants began arriving on Friday. I made my way to the fair grounds and found that if I volunteered, I would get free admission. I did and was assigned to security. My assignment was to patrol the area where the contestants had their trailers, campers and motor homes. If I found anyone there without the proper badge, I was to escort them out.
there was just one entrance to the area, and another guy and I alternated manning the entrance. While one stayed at the entrance the other patrolled the area on foot. My hours were daytime allowing me to watch the night performances.
I was on the gate one day when I saw a nice motor home pull into the area, pulling a horse trailer. From a distance the driver looked hot but I wanted to see him up close.
I made sure that I always wore my 'too tight' jeans, a snug western short sleeve shirt, black boots and my hat. I was always commando and the tight jeans showed off my nice package down my right leg.
Later, as I did my waking patrol, I made it a point to pass by the motor home. As I approached, I saw the occupant step out of the motor home and head toward me. As we neared each other, I noticed him glance down toward my crotch. He was we built, damn good looking and appeared to be in his late twenties. He nodded and smiled.
Later, he passed thorough the gate while I was on duty, again greeting me with a smile and casually rub his hand across his crotch. I smiled back and slowly ran my tongue over my lower lip.
Later as I again did my walking patrol, I passed the motor home. He was outside, brushing his horse. Seeing me, he paused and said, "I'm glad to see that there is security here."
"Oh yea, twenty-four seven," I replied.
"Nice. I'm Josh Davis," he said offering his hand.
"Mark Rivers. Where are you from?"
"Oh, I only live about forty miles outside of town, but I don't like making that drive every day. You live here I assume?"
"Now yea. I just moved here. I start a new Job in a couple of weeks, and decided to volunteer here to pass the time. You work on one of the ranches?"
"Well, kind of. I own the 'Rocking D' ranch."
"Oh, I see. Myst be time consuming to run a ranch and do the rodeos."
"Well, I have a ranch foreman that actually runs it. I compete in the rodeos during the season, then oversee the ranch in the off season. After this rodeo, I'll be back on the ranch for a while."
"You must be doing good to be able to own a ranch at your age. What are you, twenty seven or so?"
"Thanks, I'm twenty-nine, but I inherited the ranch a couple of years ago when my grandfather passed away. He raised me and I was his only living relative."
"Oh, I'm sorry for your loss. I didn't mean to pry."
"Thanks, but you weren't prying. You merely asked a simple question."
As we talked, I noticed his eyes drop to my crotch several times. I glanced at his also and it appeared that his bulge was larger than it had been when I walked up.
"What events do you participate in?" I asked.
"Steer wrestling, bull riding, and bare back bronc riding."
"Damn! No way could I do that."
"I started young. It grows on you," he replied, then ask, "What time do you get off?"
"Four, why?"
"I like talking with you. Usually, the only ones I talk to are other contestants and it is all rodeo talk. It gets old after a while. why don't you come back by after you get off and we can visit some more."
"Sure, I'd like that."
"I'm a pretty good cook, too. You can join me for dinner."
"Sure."
We said goodbye and I continued my patrol. when i got off, I returned and found Josh shirtless, washing his horse. Damn was he awesome!
He finished up and invited me in.
"Grab us a beer while I get a shirt on," he said.
"Hey man, you don't have to put a shirt on just because I'm here. Feel free to stay like you are."
"You sure?"
"Hell, yea."
He did and I was glad. As we drank our beers, I looked around the motor home, and wondered why all the blinds on the windows were closed.
"Nice place," I said.
"Thanks. It's fully contained. Bedroom with king bed in the back, bathroom and closets in front of that, the kitchen there and the living area here. The captains chairs up front pivot around for extra seating."
"All you need when on the road."
"Exactly."
After a moment he started dinner, preparing a casserole. As it cooked we talked and i found that he was single and liked it that way. I said I was single also and like him I enjoyed it.
We ate dinner and I helped him clean up, drying the dishes as he washed them.
As we finished, I reached to put up a plate I had just dried. As I did, he turned toward me and my hand brushed against his semi-hairy chest. he paused as I put the plate in the cabinet. We were just inches apart and our eyes met.
After a second he said softly, "I'm not normally this forward, but I'd love to have sex with you?"
"Oh really?"
"Yea. I'd love to service you orally."
"In plain language, are you saying you want to suck my cock?"
"Hell yea," he replied, still only inches apart.
I reached out and took his hand and led him to the bedroom. He watched as I completely stripped.
"You going to join me?" I asked as I lay on his bed,spreading my legs apart and my cock already rock hard.
He quickly stripped and when he was also nude, he got between my legs and devoured my cock. It was hot as hell watching my cock disappear down his throat. He was a pro at sucking and quickly brought me to a climax. Once he had it all, I watched as he swallowed my load.
I motioned for him to lay beside me. He did, and I quickly jumped between his legs and swallowed his cock.
"Oh, shit!" he exclaimed, wide eyed.
I sucked hungrily and quickly bought him to his climax. After swallowing his huge thick load I said, "I've wanted to do that since the first time I saw you. I'm just glad as hell you were so forward."
I was laying over him and I lowered my face and we kissed passionately.
After the kiss, he said he had never been that forward before but something just came over him.
I told him I was glad it did. We kissed again, and afterward, I asked, "Any of the other contestants now about you?"
"A couple. One is totally gay and the other can't admit he's gay."
I asked what he meant and he said, "Well, I've never known him to suck a cock, but he loves getting sucked. But more that that he loves getting a guy on his back and sitting on his cock. AS he rides your cock he loves to lean forward and tongue kiss."
"And he has the nerve to say he's not gay?"
"Yep. He should be pulling in later tonight. If I know him as soon as he gets settled he'll be knocking on my door wanting to get fucked."
"What would he do if I was still here?"
"Don't know. You want to find out?"
"You want me to stay?"
"Hell yea. I'd love for you to spend the night with me if you can."
"As it so happens I'm off tomorrow. I'd love to stay."
"Well, when he gets here you go into the bathroom and close the door. Once we get going, I'll say, 'Yea man ride it.' That will be your signal to come out. What you do after that is up to you. His name is Clay."
About an hour later there was a knock on the door and a voice said, "Hey Josh, you in there?"
I hurried to the bathroom as Josh slipped on his jeans. I listened as Josh opened the door and Clay said, "You want some company?"
"Sure. I been expecting you. Come on back."
Clay stripped and seconds later I heard Josh give the signal. My own cock was rock hard as I stepped out of the bathroom. Clay was totally naked also, his back to me and he bounced up and down on Josh's cock.
I began easing around to the side closest to them. Clay spotted me and froze. Josh spoke up and said, "He's cool. Don't stop now."
"No, man, keep riding that cock. I got something you can work on while you ride him." As he started to bounce on Josh's cock again, I shoved my cock in his face. He stared at it for a second before I said, "Go ahead. Suck it. You know you want to."
A moment later he took my cock in his mouth and began sucking me.
"Fuck yea, Clay. Suck that big hard cock."
After a couple of moments, I pulled back and said, "Lean forward. You're about to get me up your ass with Josh."
"I can't take it. I've never had two in me at the same time before."
"Well, there is a first time for everything," I said, pushing him down onto Josh's chest. I was in position and began showing my cock into Clay's ass with Josh's.
"OH FUCK MAN! YOU'RE RIPPING ME OPEN!"
"Just relax. You can do it."
Seconds later I said, "There. You got two cocks in your hot nice ass. Now enjoy the fucking."
I began pistoning in and out of his ass sliding my cock against Josh's. Josh was moaning in pleasure as was I. Soon Clay said, "Damn, I didn't think I could do it but it's awesome. Shoot those loads up me."
Seconds later he got his wish. Josh and I climaxed at the same time, filling his ass with our hot loads.
I slowly pulled out and Clay rolled off to the side moaning softly and again saying how awesome it was. I then sucked Clay off.
The three of us lay there together for a while and Josh introduced me to Clay.
Josh later spoke up and said, "Clay, when you had Mark's cock in your mouth you sure seemed to be enjoying it."
"Man, I swear that was the first time I ever sucked on a cock, but yea I was enjoying it. It was hot."
"Well, then suck on mine. I've wanted to see what you mouth was like for a long time."
I watched as Clay sucked Josh to a climax and swallowed. Josh and I knew it wouldn't be the last time Clay sucked cock.
TO BE CONTINUED................
