I was taken fully into the family trucking firm my training period would consist of spending 3 months each in the various departments of the firm, there was Operations, Accounting, Sales, Personal, motor pool shop, Human rights, public relations. I was started in the Personal department under the tutelage of Jon Boucher. I was to report to the top executive suits floor of our building where I would fined Jon, as with many of the top executives in our firm Jon.
Even having been forewarned and as prepared as I was I stood there dumb founded before the naked man.
I found Jon to be easy to talk to and genuinely interested in my training. He explained the corporations policy as regards new hires, Basically all you would expect of any trucking firm, good records, presentable and dedication, aside from this in mostly all the cases of men hired after my Uncle Eric took over the business the firm went out of the way to hire homosexuals. Needless to say I was proud of Eric for taking this stand and promised myself I would thank him back at home that night. I was sent next door to meet Jon's assistant Jason in his office, it was Jason whom I would be Jason was dressed (thank god my nervous system needed a break). That first meeting he seemed to have a Stance like a man who had just asked you outside for a street fight. It was sexy as fucking hell, his jeans hugged and showed off his muscular thighs really sexily. His T-Shirt also clung to his well belt body and showed off his rounded pec's and accentuated the lean waist line of his. We shook hands vigorously and Jason sat me down on a sofa and served me coffee and cookies he had prepared for this out first meeting. He explained that the firm had three depots for the tucks. Montreal where we were had 200 people, Quebec City up north had 150 men working and a ware house just 2 miles out side of Montreal held 70 employees.
In all the firm had 420 men and with retirements and promotions the turn over rate was around 5 % a month or 21 a month for us to replace.
Jason spoke as did I both English and French but was more at home in the French and I was getting all kinds of goose bumps as I talked with the ruggedly handsome young man. He had been with the company since he was 18 years old as a Driver and really excelled at his Job, off duty he attended UQM to get his degree in accounting and was a real celebrity around Montreal for his Fight Club bare fisted fights and becoming Provincial Champion.
I had been told there was not a bar or club Jason could go into that didn't refuse to take his money for a drink and more often then not offered to pay his to stay as his presence drew business for them.
His wall was adorned with pictures of Jason's friends in all kinds of sports and interestingly mostly naked hot men.
He was laughing as he told me he loved keeping those photos up on the wall as the straight guys applying for a job were totally
intimidated by them and the gay men swearing to work hard for the firm if hired.
I turned to him and looked into those dangerously deep blue eyes of his and told him the pictures were working on me as well and so was his hot body.
He smiled a handsome wide smile showing off his bright white perfect teeth then knocked me for a loop by saying.
"Look Chris I think you and I are going to be getting along just fine, I like you and its been fun talking to you, Now that we are to be sharing this small office for three months I propose we not be so formal with each other, I usually take a shower around this time of day would you like to join me in the shower?
Watching this man undress is something that could be earning him a small fortune in any of Montreal's all male strip clubs. The more of his bare body he exposed to me the larger grew my dick until I was embarrassingly bulging out my underwear
I had forgotten I was wearing me see trough mesh briefs then I saw the look on Jason's face as his eyes feasted on my exposed cock and then he was down kneeling before me as if in worship to suck on my cock
It was on his desk that he was sucking my dick and thrilling me no end, the great young (24 yr old) Prize Fighter sucking on my dick. Then he moved me into another position, one I loved but just never expected from this rough and tough man.
Here was a man who could have knock me to hell and back as well as 99% of the men in Montreal and he is driving me totally bonkers with his lips and his tongue darting into my man pussy, a man pussy I was gladly offering up to this modern day Gladiator.
Jason moved us both into the small shower stall we would be sharing and bent me over and was washing out my man hole and again with soap on his fingers fucking me then he took me against the wall of the shower.
The Prize Fighters bare cock in me was all you'd expect and some, Hard, rough, Tough, demanding and thrust deeper than I thought a dick could go inside of me.
I was the man's Bitch and I loved it, I was being fucked Royal by the dick every Faggot in Montreal would kiss to have fucking into them.
As a reward he said, he knelt me down before him and allowed me to drink in the wonderful load of cum that my tight man pussy had earned. We rested and had more coffee and then he let me actually take my turn and the fighter was to be my bottom man, my fucking Bitch. It was that night I asked him to come stay over at our mansion and use the pool and enjoy a hot meal, Jason had been living with us in my room and joining our little threesome and making us a hot fucking foursome nightly.
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