The summer after I graduated from college, I needed a job, just until I started grad school in the fall. I didn't really have a lot of qualifications, and my short time frame ruled out a lot of options. So I applied for every job I could possibly do, and that's how I ended up at the offices of Mecham Construction. They had posted an ad for a Foreman's Assistant, and the main qualifications were a good attitude and an ability to follow instructions. I figured what the hell, a zillion guys would probably apply, but I might as well give it a shot.
My interview was set for 1:00, and I arrived a little early. Their office was one of several in a row, with parking in front. It was like a strip mall, but with no stores, only offices. I went in and introduced myself to the secretary, Janice, who was seated behind a desk, working at her computer. She told me to have a seat, picked up her telephone, and said, "Mr. Mecham, David Bailey is here for his interview."
I waited a few minutes, then Mr. Mecham came out and showed me into his office. I was relieved to see that he was dressed casually. I wasn't too sure how to dress for this, so I had just worn Dockers and a nice polo shirt. He took his place behind the desk, I sat in the chair facing him, and we started. He asked a few creampuff questions -- did I have any trouble finding the place, did I have any experience in construction, did I understand that this job might only last a few months.
He explained that the job was really simple, just a matter of running errands for the foreman and taking care of the needs of the crew. I asked what that meant, taking care of the crew, and he threw out a bombshell.
"You ever sucked another guy's cock?"
Whoa, where did that come from? "No," I replied, but I was beginning to get the picture.
"Could you if your job depended on it?" he asked.
I hesitated, wondering if I could. I've thought about what it would be like, I've even done it in fantasies. Could I do it in real life? "Yeah," I said, finally, "I think I could."
He got up from his chair, walked around the desk, and stood in front of me. "Show me."
Holy shit, I thought, he wants me to give him a blowjob before he'll even consider me for the job. Then I remembered my fantasies, and decided this was my chance to see what I was missing. I reached out and ran my hand over his fly. He was already hard, and as soon as I touched his cock I knew I was ready. I undid his belt, unzipped his fly, and pulled his pants down around his knees. He was wearing boxers, and his cock poked out through the opening. I wrapped my fingers around it and stroked it a few times. Mr. Mecham let out a moan, and a drop of precum formed on the tip. I leaned forward and licked the slit, getting my first taste of another man's juices.
Mr. Mecham stepped back and took off his clothes, then held his cock up to my lips and said, "Suck it, David. Show me what you can do."
I took it in my mouth, just the head at first, and began running my lips and tongue over the crown. I wasn't too sure what to do, but he said, "Yeah, that feels good. Take it a little deeper, see how much you can take without gagging."
I managed about four inches easily, running my lips up and down his shaft, really starting to enjoy myself. "You're doing fine, David. Suck a little harder, and see if you can take it all." He was about six inches, I guess, so I still had another couple of inches to go. I sucked harder, like he said, and gradually was able to take more of his cock into my throat.
"Just relax your throat and let it in. Here, I'll help," he said, putting a hand on the back of my head and pushing his cock down my throat. The first time I gagged too soon, and he backed off and tried again. This time I felt his pubic hairs tickling my nose, he backed off again, and the third time my lips made it all the way to the base of his cock.
"Good job, David! I'm getting pretty close. Is it OK if I cum in your mouth?"
I couldn't really answer with his cock in my mouth, and I didn't want to stop sucking it. I guess that was all the answer he needed. He put both hands on my head and pumped his cock in and out of my mouth a few times. "Here it comes!" I felt his cock swell up and jerk between my lips, then he started to shoot his load. It was warm and thick on my tongue, and the taste was milder than I expected. I swallowed as he pushed his cock further into my throat and continued to pump me full of warm, fresh cream.
When he was completely drained, he stepped back from me and said, "Well, David, that was quite good for your first time. You'll get better with practice, I'm sure. Let's get dressed, and then I'd like to take you out to the site and let you meet Marcos and his crew. Marcos will be your real boss. I just sign the checks."
I had a feeling that Marcos was going to want me to demonstrate my abilities too. OK, fine! Once I got used to the idea of blowing Mr. Mecham, I actually enjoyed it quite a bit. And if that was what the job required, I'd better find out now if it was something I wanted to do the rest of the summer.
Mr. Mecham drove me to the job site in his Lexus, saying Marcos would bring me back to the office after I met the crew. It was about fifteen minutes before we reached the site. Mr. Mecham looked up Marcos, introduced me to him, then took off, leaving me with no way back except Marcos. That was fine by me. Marcos wasn't especially good looking, but he radiated a sexual energy that had me in his spell from the word go.
He showed me around the job site, five houses in various stages of construction. Next he proceeded to introduce me to his crew, starting with Eric. He and I shook hands and agreed it was nice to meet each other, then Marcos said to Eric, "I want to see David give you a blowjob. You got time?"
