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Only two weeks left. High School would be out and Daniel’s school year as a Junior, would be at an end. He looked forward to some fun and wild times with his friends despite his father’s continued pushing for him to get a summer job. He looked forward to sleeping late, eating, beaching, cycling and most of all fucking as many different girls as possible. He looked forward to it all until he came home and found a summer jobs listing his Dad had left on his bed. There was no getting around it; he knew his father would win. Daniel’s dream of a summer of debauchery seemed to fade before his eyes, even before the fun got started.
He and his dad had this conversation many times, so Daniel shouldn’t have been surprised. He knew he’d have to do it. One classified listing caught his eyes. ‘Men’s Health Club – Towel boy wanted.’
That might not be too bad. Working in a health club, exercising, free workouts, building up his body. He called the number and an appointment was set for later that day. His dad would be pleased and it all just might work out. If he really had to work, it might not be a bad way to spend the summer.
At four that afternoon, he parked in front of the Health Club located near the downtown business district. It was a modern looking building of polished stone and glass, he’d never heard of it before, but there were a lot of health clubs these days, more than you could count.
As he entered, he took in the sleek white interior, white walls, mirrors and modern black furniture highlighted the impressive lobby. He met the owner John at the front desk, an older guy, nicely built as to be expected for a club owner. After a quick introduction and firm handshake, he followed John into his office. The owner’s office was equally impressive and modern. Black leather furniture, and glass desk set centered in the room facing the door. The walls were highlighted with black and white images of strong developed males posed to emphasize their bodies and physique.
“So you want to be my towel boy for the summer,” John asked, taking his seat behind the desk gesturing to the chair facing him for Daniel.
“I do,” Daniel replied trying to sound confident and interested.
“We’re a men’s club here,” John began, “mostly business men working out around work and family responsibilities, almost exclusively professional types, older. We work hard here to please them and keep them happy and coming back. If you work here, you’re gonna work hard to please them too.”
“I need a k** like you to service the guys; make sure they have what they need, towels, soap, whatever. You’ll spend most of your time in the dressing room by the shower. Any problems so far?”
“No,” Daniel answered, “surely think I can handle that. Do I get to use of the gym when I’m not working?”
“No problem,” John replied. “I expect the guys that work here to be well-built, healthy specimens. But during working hours, I expect you to be on call whenever clients are around. Looks like you’ve got a pretty good build, that’s important to the image of the Club.”
“Thanks, I work at it,” Daniel boasted.
“I’ll need to check you out a little closer,” John went on. “Take your clothes off.”
“Now,” Daniel sputtered, surprised at the request.
“Yes,” John snapped, “now, strip!”
Daniel could see that he wasn’t k**ding and that he obviously didn’t like being questioned. This guy exuded an impressive confidence and control that Daniel liked. He stood and slowly pulled his shirt over his head. He stood and waited as John checked out his chest. He wasn’t very hairy, his chest and arms, and legs were fairly hairless. Daniel flexed his arms and his chest to show off as much as possible. He had a slight six-pack. He was slim and had a nice shape.
“Not bad,” John commented, “keep going.”
Daniel hoping the shirt would have been enough, reluctantly undid his jeans and pushed them down, stepping out. He kicked off his sandals and stood in just his boxers.
“Turn around a couple times,” John ordered.
Daniel felt his face flushing as he turned to let this new perspective employer actually check out his ass and legs.
“Boxers too,” John went on. “I want to see the full package.”
“What for,” Daniel moaned, seriously thinking this job might not be a good idea.
“I told you,” John barked, growing impatient and irritated, “we have standards here, and I want to make sure you’re willing to do whatever is necessary to service our clients. Now get ‘em off!”
Daniel thought a moment and reluctantly slid his boxers down, kicked them aside. He’d never been ashamed of his body, knew his dick was good-sized, six inches soft, but being put on display like this was too weird, definitely out of the ordinary.
“Not bad,” his new potential boss went on, “good-sized cock. Does it get a lot of use?”
“What do you mean,” Daniel grunted, nervous, unsure of the situation.
“Do you fuck, jack-off, you know what I mean?”
“Yah,” Daniel sputtered, I….guess so.”
“You guess so,” John shouted. “Do you fuck or not? Guys or Girls? If you’ve got a problem with this, you’d better just get the fuck out of here. I want a guy who’s willing to work for me, no questions asked. Got it?”
“Yes,” Daniel grunted, “I fuck, girls, and jack-off regularly.”
“You ever played around with guys?” John asked concentrating on Daniel’s cock.
“No,” Daniel replied, offended at the question, “never.”
“God- Damn it,” John muttered. “I want a guy who’s willing to suck a cock if a client asks and not give it a second thought. I guess you’re not the guy for the job.”
“Wait, wait,” Daniel pleaded. He’d never thought about it, never wanted to or thought he’d ever… “How often…where….”
“Whenever and wherever you’re told,” John smirked. “And for that and other services I’ll pay you a thousand a week, but I demand complete discretion and compliance with whatever you’re told to do. If you’re too uptight to give a guy a little fun, then you’re not right for this job. Now you’re wasting my time k**, unless you’ve got the balls to agree.”
“A thousand a week,” Daniel blurted, shocked by the amount.
“Yes, a thousand a week, you interested or not?”
“I’m…” Daniel stuttered.
“For Christ’s sake,” John shouted, “Get the hell out, you’re wasting my time.”
“No, wait,” Daniel begged, thinking about all that money. “Guess I could maybe.... give it a try.”
“You guess you could,” John shouted, “either say Yes Sir or get out.”
Daniel stood staring, thinking. The idea of sucking a guy’s cock grossed him out, the idea of that much cash on the other hand. He stood naked, thinking, considering the possibilities.
John stood and pointing at the door, shouted “Get dressed, leave!”
“No,” Daniel argued, “Can I go home, think about it?”
“This is a one time offer k**,” John replied. “It’s now or never. There’s hundreds of guys willing to do as I demand for that type of money.”
“Okay,” Daniel responded with as convincing a tone a possible, “I’ll do it, I’ll take the job.”
“So it’s yes…..what?”
Daniel didn’t understand at first and then he replied, “yes Sir.”
“Good,” John boasted, pleased at his new hire. “To make sure, get over here and suck mine to seal the deal.”
“Now?” Daniel asked, eyes wide, fear spreading.
“NOW,” John snapped as he began to undo his belt. “If you’ve never sucked a cock, you’re gonna have to learn how fast.”
John stood and dropped the dress slacks he was wearing exposing his cock and balls, no underwear, and leaned back in his leather desk chair.
Daniel moved around behind the desk and looking at the thick cock, knelt in front of him. ‘A thousand bucks a week’ he kept repeating in his head. ‘And my dad off my ass about a job’ he thought. ‘A thousand bucks a week’ he kept thinking.
“How do I…” he stammered. “Do I just…”
“Jesus,” John sighed. He grabbed Daniel’s head and jammed his mouth against his growing cock. “Just do it! Suck, kiss, lick, whatever feels right. Any guy knows what a cock wants. Just do it. No whining.”
Daniel’s face was smashed into John groin, his cock pressed against Daniel’s lips. He knew better then pull back. John rubbed his face back and forth across his cock, down to his balls, up the growing shaft again and pushed Daniel’s mouth on his cockhead, now hard and demanding. Daniels tightened lips relaxed and the cockhead pushed in. He hadn’t had time to think about it before he tasted his first cock, a cock actually in his mouth, on his tongue. It was thick and huge and hot. He didn’t think, he pressed his tongue up against the head and shaft as John began to pull back and forth, moving the thick tool along Daniel’s tongue toward his throat. He moved slowly back and forth moaning.
“That’s it,” John grunted, “feel it, tighten your mouth around it and for God’s sake and yours, don’t let your teeth sc**** against it. Your job is to make me feel great, you know what a cock wants, what makes it feel good. Use your mouth to please me.”
Daniel tightened around the throbbing thing riding his mouth, felt it move back and forth, deeper each time. His eyes were open, looking at the thick patch of black pubic hair in front of his eyes, at the tight male abs above, and up at the smirking face of his new boss, of the first guy to use him this way. His head spun with thoughts of shame, regret, second-thoughts, his dad screaming about getting a job, and back to all that money. He closed his eyes and let it happen, accepted it. He’d felt his cock many times, the only cock he’d ever felt. This was different, it was another guy’s cock and he had it in his mouth, using him. It was thick and hot; he felt it throbbing against his lips on his tongue.
After what seemed like hours, John’s thrusting increased, his moaning got louder and then the first splash of something, Daniel knew what, against the back of his throat. Then more, and more, and more.
“Swallow,” John ordered. “It’s part of the full-service package. Tighten your mouth more as I finish.”
Daniel swallowed the bitter thick cum filing his mouth. He kept swallowing till it was gone, his eyes still closed. He sat on his heels, naked, used, vulnerable and totally humiliated.
John finally pulled Daniel’s head off his cock, it popped free, wet shiny, still hard.
“Lick the tip again to make sure the last drop is gone. I don’t want any cum on my slacks.”
Daniel looked up at John, disgusted, but did as he’d been told. He leaned in and sticking out his tongue, wiped the last drop of cum off John’s cock tip. He swallowed.
“Look there,” John said pointing at Daniel’s cock. “Nice and hard, I guess you didn’t hate it too much.”
Daniel was shocked that he was hard and throbbing. He reached down and wrapping his fingers around his cock began to stroke it. No reason to be modest here, not anymore, not after what he’d been made to do. He began stroking.
John grabbed his hand, stopped him. “No, not until I say so.”
“What,” Daniel moaned.
“You heard me,” John smiled. “I’ll tell you when and where and I’ll know if you don’t comply. If you ever don’t follow my orders, you’re fired and you’re gone. Clear?”
Daniel hung his head, “clear,” he squeaked.
“Did pretty good for your first time k**. But I did the pumping. You’re gonna have to take control of the speed and depth depending on what the guys want. Understand?”
“Yes,” Daniel added. “How often will I have to do this?”
“All depends on what the clients want, what they demand. One more thing,” John added. “Before you show up tomorrow for your first day, I want those pubs shaved off, I want your cock and balls as hairless as a baby. Guys love that. Especially the older clientele here.”
“Shaved,” Daniel spouted with disgust. “My pubic hair?”
“Shaved,” John shouted, “every hair. You got a problem with that?”
“But….” Daniel pleaded.
“No buts, just do it.” John stood and pulled up his pants, fastened them. “Get dressed and I’ll show you around.”
Daniel could hardly concentrate on the tour or anything John was saying. He kept tasting the stuff that had filled his mouth, he kept thinking of the cock that had filled him, had used him. A cock had actually been forced into his mouth, his mouth. John’s cock had dumped a load there. He’d had a guy’s thing in his mouth. The thoughts swirled through his head and despite the reality of a thousand dollar weekly benefit, he gagged, almost sick at what had happened.
That night as he sat quiet in his room, he couldn’t stop thinking about the day, what had happened and what he had to do before his first official day at work. He pulled up the waistband of his boxers and looked at his cock, at the hair surrounding it. Could he actually shave it off as he’d been told?
As he sat thinking, his bedroom door opened, his dad stuck his head in. “How’d the interview go?” he asked. “Did you get the job.”
“I got it,” Daniel replied, not wanting to talk about it.
“Great,” his dad beamed. “When do you start.”
“Tomorrow.”
“Great,” his dad went on, “proud of you. Make sure you work hard and do whatever they ask.”
“But,” Daniel stuttered, “I am not sure it’s right for me. Not sure I want to do the things they ask.”
“Damn it Daniel,” his dad barked before Daniel could elaborate. “You’ve gotta learn to do what’s necessary in life to get ahead. You’ve gotta work this summer. College is only a year away. You can’t just waste your life. Sometimes we have to make the hard choices. We have to make sacrifices. Take the job and do it!”
“Okay,” Daniel replied, defeated. If his dad only knew what he’d done today, what he’d probably have to do tomorrow.
Once his dad left, he went into the bathroom, locked the door. With scissors and a safety razor, and a whole lot of shaving cream, he accomplished the grooming requirement. He looked in the mirror at his hairless cock and balls, smooth and baby pink as ordered. The only hair left was the curly blond hair that fell around his face. He felt humiliated. He remembered when his blond pubs first started growing in, he couldn’t keep his eyes or his hands off. Now it was hairless like a baby, like John had ordered and he wasn’t even allowed to jack-off to break-in the new look. He went to bed.
He and his dad had this conversation many times, so Daniel shouldn’t have been surprised. He knew he’d have to do it. One classified listing caught his eyes. ‘Men’s Health Club – Towel boy wanted.’
That might not be too bad. Working in a health club, exercising, free workouts, building up his body. He called the number and an appointment was set for later that day. His dad would be pleased and it all just might work out. If he really had to work, it might not be a bad way to spend the summer.
At four that afternoon, he parked in front of the Health Club located near the downtown business district. It was a modern looking building of polished stone and glass, he’d never heard of it before, but there were a lot of health clubs these days, more than you could count.
As he entered, he took in the sleek white interior, white walls, mirrors and modern black furniture highlighted the impressive lobby. He met the owner John at the front desk, an older guy, nicely built as to be expected for a club owner. After a quick introduction and firm handshake, he followed John into his office. The owner’s office was equally impressive and modern. Black leather furniture, and glass desk set centered in the room facing the door. The walls were highlighted with black and white images of strong developed males posed to emphasize their bodies and physique.
“So you want to be my towel boy for the summer,” John asked, taking his seat behind the desk gesturing to the chair facing him for Daniel.
“I do,” Daniel replied trying to sound confident and interested.
“We’re a men’s club here,” John began, “mostly business men working out around work and family responsibilities, almost exclusively professional types, older. We work hard here to please them and keep them happy and coming back. If you work here, you’re gonna work hard to please them too.”
“I need a k** like you to service the guys; make sure they have what they need, towels, soap, whatever. You’ll spend most of your time in the dressing room by the shower. Any problems so far?”
“No,” Daniel answered, “surely think I can handle that. Do I get to use of the gym when I’m not working?”
“No problem,” John replied. “I expect the guys that work here to be well-built, healthy specimens. But during working hours, I expect you to be on call whenever clients are around. Looks like you’ve got a pretty good build, that’s important to the image of the Club.”
“Thanks, I work at it,” Daniel boasted.
“I’ll need to check you out a little closer,” John went on. “Take your clothes off.”
“Now,” Daniel sputtered, surprised at the request.
“Yes,” John snapped, “now, strip!”
Daniel could see that he wasn’t k**ding and that he obviously didn’t like being questioned. This guy exuded an impressive confidence and control that Daniel liked. He stood and slowly pulled his shirt over his head. He stood and waited as John checked out his chest. He wasn’t very hairy, his chest and arms, and legs were fairly hairless. Daniel flexed his arms and his chest to show off as much as possible. He had a slight six-pack. He was slim and had a nice shape.
“Not bad,” John commented, “keep going.”
Daniel hoping the shirt would have been enough, reluctantly undid his jeans and pushed them down, stepping out. He kicked off his sandals and stood in just his boxers.
“Turn around a couple times,” John ordered.
Daniel felt his face flushing as he turned to let this new perspective employer actually check out his ass and legs.
“Boxers too,” John went on. “I want to see the full package.”
“What for,” Daniel moaned, seriously thinking this job might not be a good idea.
“I told you,” John barked, growing impatient and irritated, “we have standards here, and I want to make sure you’re willing to do whatever is necessary to service our clients. Now get ‘em off!”
Daniel thought a moment and reluctantly slid his boxers down, kicked them aside. He’d never been ashamed of his body, knew his dick was good-sized, six inches soft, but being put on display like this was too weird, definitely out of the ordinary.
“Not bad,” his new potential boss went on, “good-sized cock. Does it get a lot of use?”
“What do you mean,” Daniel grunted, nervous, unsure of the situation.
“Do you fuck, jack-off, you know what I mean?”
“Yah,” Daniel sputtered, I….guess so.”
“You guess so,” John shouted. “Do you fuck or not? Guys or Girls? If you’ve got a problem with this, you’d better just get the fuck out of here. I want a guy who’s willing to work for me, no questions asked. Got it?”
“Yes,” Daniel grunted, “I fuck, girls, and jack-off regularly.”
“You ever played around with guys?” John asked concentrating on Daniel’s cock.
“No,” Daniel replied, offended at the question, “never.”
“God- Damn it,” John muttered. “I want a guy who’s willing to suck a cock if a client asks and not give it a second thought. I guess you’re not the guy for the job.”
“Wait, wait,” Daniel pleaded. He’d never thought about it, never wanted to or thought he’d ever… “How often…where….”
“Whenever and wherever you’re told,” John smirked. “And for that and other services I’ll pay you a thousand a week, but I demand complete discretion and compliance with whatever you’re told to do. If you’re too uptight to give a guy a little fun, then you’re not right for this job. Now you’re wasting my time k**, unless you’ve got the balls to agree.”
“A thousand a week,” Daniel blurted, shocked by the amount.
“Yes, a thousand a week, you interested or not?”
“I’m…” Daniel stuttered.
“For Christ’s sake,” John shouted, “Get the hell out, you’re wasting my time.”
“No, wait,” Daniel begged, thinking about all that money. “Guess I could maybe.... give it a try.”
“You guess you could,” John shouted, “either say Yes Sir or get out.”
Daniel stood staring, thinking. The idea of sucking a guy’s cock grossed him out, the idea of that much cash on the other hand. He stood naked, thinking, considering the possibilities.
John stood and pointing at the door, shouted “Get dressed, leave!”
“No,” Daniel argued, “Can I go home, think about it?”
“This is a one time offer k**,” John replied. “It’s now or never. There’s hundreds of guys willing to do as I demand for that type of money.”
“Okay,” Daniel responded with as convincing a tone a possible, “I’ll do it, I’ll take the job.”
“So it’s yes…..what?”
Daniel didn’t understand at first and then he replied, “yes Sir.”
“Good,” John boasted, pleased at his new hire. “To make sure, get over here and suck mine to seal the deal.”
“Now?” Daniel asked, eyes wide, fear spreading.
“NOW,” John snapped as he began to undo his belt. “If you’ve never sucked a cock, you’re gonna have to learn how fast.”
John stood and dropped the dress slacks he was wearing exposing his cock and balls, no underwear, and leaned back in his leather desk chair.
Daniel moved around behind the desk and looking at the thick cock, knelt in front of him. ‘A thousand bucks a week’ he kept repeating in his head. ‘And my dad off my ass about a job’ he thought. ‘A thousand bucks a week’ he kept thinking.
“How do I…” he stammered. “Do I just…”
“Jesus,” John sighed. He grabbed Daniel’s head and jammed his mouth against his growing cock. “Just do it! Suck, kiss, lick, whatever feels right. Any guy knows what a cock wants. Just do it. No whining.”
Daniel’s face was smashed into John groin, his cock pressed against Daniel’s lips. He knew better then pull back. John rubbed his face back and forth across his cock, down to his balls, up the growing shaft again and pushed Daniel’s mouth on his cockhead, now hard and demanding. Daniels tightened lips relaxed and the cockhead pushed in. He hadn’t had time to think about it before he tasted his first cock, a cock actually in his mouth, on his tongue. It was thick and huge and hot. He didn’t think, he pressed his tongue up against the head and shaft as John began to pull back and forth, moving the thick tool along Daniel’s tongue toward his throat. He moved slowly back and forth moaning.
“That’s it,” John grunted, “feel it, tighten your mouth around it and for God’s sake and yours, don’t let your teeth sc**** against it. Your job is to make me feel great, you know what a cock wants, what makes it feel good. Use your mouth to please me.”
Daniel tightened around the throbbing thing riding his mouth, felt it move back and forth, deeper each time. His eyes were open, looking at the thick patch of black pubic hair in front of his eyes, at the tight male abs above, and up at the smirking face of his new boss, of the first guy to use him this way. His head spun with thoughts of shame, regret, second-thoughts, his dad screaming about getting a job, and back to all that money. He closed his eyes and let it happen, accepted it. He’d felt his cock many times, the only cock he’d ever felt. This was different, it was another guy’s cock and he had it in his mouth, using him. It was thick and hot; he felt it throbbing against his lips on his tongue.
After what seemed like hours, John’s thrusting increased, his moaning got louder and then the first splash of something, Daniel knew what, against the back of his throat. Then more, and more, and more.
“Swallow,” John ordered. “It’s part of the full-service package. Tighten your mouth more as I finish.”
Daniel swallowed the bitter thick cum filing his mouth. He kept swallowing till it was gone, his eyes still closed. He sat on his heels, naked, used, vulnerable and totally humiliated.
John finally pulled Daniel’s head off his cock, it popped free, wet shiny, still hard.
“Lick the tip again to make sure the last drop is gone. I don’t want any cum on my slacks.”
Daniel looked up at John, disgusted, but did as he’d been told. He leaned in and sticking out his tongue, wiped the last drop of cum off John’s cock tip. He swallowed.
“Look there,” John said pointing at Daniel’s cock. “Nice and hard, I guess you didn’t hate it too much.”
Daniel was shocked that he was hard and throbbing. He reached down and wrapping his fingers around his cock began to stroke it. No reason to be modest here, not anymore, not after what he’d been made to do. He began stroking.
John grabbed his hand, stopped him. “No, not until I say so.”
“What,” Daniel moaned.
“You heard me,” John smiled. “I’ll tell you when and where and I’ll know if you don’t comply. If you ever don’t follow my orders, you’re fired and you’re gone. Clear?”
Daniel hung his head, “clear,” he squeaked.
“Did pretty good for your first time k**. But I did the pumping. You’re gonna have to take control of the speed and depth depending on what the guys want. Understand?”
“Yes,” Daniel added. “How often will I have to do this?”
“All depends on what the clients want, what they demand. One more thing,” John added. “Before you show up tomorrow for your first day, I want those pubs shaved off, I want your cock and balls as hairless as a baby. Guys love that. Especially the older clientele here.”
“Shaved,” Daniel spouted with disgust. “My pubic hair?”
“Shaved,” John shouted, “every hair. You got a problem with that?”
“But….” Daniel pleaded.
“No buts, just do it.” John stood and pulled up his pants, fastened them. “Get dressed and I’ll show you around.”
Daniel could hardly concentrate on the tour or anything John was saying. He kept tasting the stuff that had filled his mouth, he kept thinking of the cock that had filled him, had used him. A cock had actually been forced into his mouth, his mouth. John’s cock had dumped a load there. He’d had a guy’s thing in his mouth. The thoughts swirled through his head and despite the reality of a thousand dollar weekly benefit, he gagged, almost sick at what had happened.
That night as he sat quiet in his room, he couldn’t stop thinking about the day, what had happened and what he had to do before his first official day at work. He pulled up the waistband of his boxers and looked at his cock, at the hair surrounding it. Could he actually shave it off as he’d been told?
As he sat thinking, his bedroom door opened, his dad stuck his head in. “How’d the interview go?” he asked. “Did you get the job.”
“I got it,” Daniel replied, not wanting to talk about it.
“Great,” his dad beamed. “When do you start.”
“Tomorrow.”
“Great,” his dad went on, “proud of you. Make sure you work hard and do whatever they ask.”
“But,” Daniel stuttered, “I am not sure it’s right for me. Not sure I want to do the things they ask.”
“Damn it Daniel,” his dad barked before Daniel could elaborate. “You’ve gotta learn to do what’s necessary in life to get ahead. You’ve gotta work this summer. College is only a year away. You can’t just waste your life. Sometimes we have to make the hard choices. We have to make sacrifices. Take the job and do it!”
“Okay,” Daniel replied, defeated. If his dad only knew what he’d done today, what he’d probably have to do tomorrow.
Once his dad left, he went into the bathroom, locked the door. With scissors and a safety razor, and a whole lot of shaving cream, he accomplished the grooming requirement. He looked in the mirror at his hairless cock and balls, smooth and baby pink as ordered. The only hair left was the curly blond hair that fell around his face. He felt humiliated. He remembered when his blond pubs first started growing in, he couldn’t keep his eyes or his hands off. Now it was hairless like a baby, like John had ordered and he wasn’t even allowed to jack-off to break-in the new look. He went to bed.
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