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
arms and kiss me on the mouth. It was strange being kissed
by a man with cum still in his mouth. He wouldn' t let go of
me. He spooned me and tinued ging to my penis.
It took me a long time to fall asleep. I thought I was
going to be damned forever for enjoying having him suck my
penis.
In the m he was very affeate. He was not
ashamed about what he had done. He insisted that I call him
Daddy while we showered and got ready for work. I felt like
everyo work could tell what had happened last night.
In truth my guilty behavior was a clue. Whenever I was
iing with any of the dozen employees, they would
smile and make ents like, "Was it good?"
That evening whe home and we finished
dinner and we were watg TV he insisted oting
o him, and I had to call him Daddy. He drew me close
with one hand and unbuttoned my shirt with the other. He
kissed me while playing with my nipples. Before long he
unfastened my pants and pulled out my penis to play with.
His move was to use one hand to unfasten his own
pants and pull out his penis, so that he could demonstrated
how he wanted me to jack him off. I did start masturbating
him. I watched him take hold of his foreskin with one hand
and use his index finger of the other hand to stiside the
foreskin and circle the knob several times. Whe go of
the foreskin and pulled the finger out of the foreskin he
rubbed my lips with that finger, and stuck it in my