A Faggot’s Awakening

Knock knock knock...

“Excuse me, Mr. Roberts, I’m sorry to interrupt you... may I come in?”

“Sure come on in Al.” Mr. Roberts answered from behind his desk.

I was so nervous to have to ask once again if my vacation time had been approved, but the trip was coming up quickly and I had to know.

“I’m sorry to ask again Sir, but I was still wondering if my vacation had been approved for next week...”

The look on his face and his demeanor changed as soon as I asked the question.

“Sir this vacation is very important to me, I’m planning on proposing to my girlfriend during it.”

Mr. Roberts chuckled and looked at me confused... “Girlfriend?” he said surprised. “I always assumed you were gay. I mean I’ve seen you on camera numerous times checking guys out.”

I was shocked by his words and absolutely embarrassed that he had seen me doing that.

“I uh... I don’t know what you’re talking about Sir, I don’t check guys out” I stammered. “Please Mr. Roberts I will do anything to get this vacation approved, I can cover peoples shifts, work overtime, anything.

Mr. Roberts now had an amused smile on his face... “I tell you what... I’ll approve your vacation right here on the spot if you give a blowjob.”

I was floored by his request and also instantly rock hard, but I was even more shocked by how quickly I agreed to it. I walked over where he was sitting and got on my knees... he hesitated for just a second before pulling his cock out of his pants and he wasn’t even hard. I grabbed his slightly chubby cock and put the whole thing in my mouth. Mr. Roberts closed his eyes and started lightly moaning as I began sucking on his cock. He may not have been hard at first, but his cock began growing and growing until it reached a solid 9 inches.

Mr. Roberts was over six feet tall and was a little on the stocky side and he towered over my 5’6” skinny self.

His cock was thick and had a nice size head on it and that’s where I was concentrating my efforts. I had watched tons of POV blowjob videos and had a good idea of what I needed to do. While I had the head of his cock in my mouth I was using my saliva as lube as I stroked his shaft and cupped his balls with my other hand. I had jacked off to gay porn on a number of occasions, but I never assumed I would actually be in this position. I was so turned on working more and more of his cock into my mouth... I looked up at him and noticed that his eyes were opened now and he was looking at me

“There is no way a straight guy to suck cock this good, admit that you’re a little faggot and I’ll fuck your ass right now.”

I couldn’t hold back anymore this whole thing was too much for me. With his cock in my mouth and him calling me a faggot at the same time I began cumming in my boxers. My mind was lost as I heard myself admit to him that I was and always had been a faggot.

The next part was done in a flash, Mr Roberts spun me around and pushed on my stomach on the floor. I undid my pants as he pulled them down and he began spitting on my puckered hole.

“Tell me you’re a virgin, faggot” Mr. Roberts demanded.

“I’m a virgin, Sir” I barely whispered loud enough for him to hear.

Then I felt it pushing against my hole and I arched my back and pushed back as his thick cock plunged into the depths of my ass. He began pumping into my using his spit to keep adding lube.

It was like an out of body experience as I could hear him grunting and hear myself begging for more. Mr. Roberts pumped his cock into my virgin ass for what seemed like forever, but was probably only a minute or two before he began to tense up... he plunged all the way in me and I could feel his balls rubbing against my own as he pumped a load of his cum inside of me.

I payed there for a minute after he got off of me in shock as to what had just happened. I stood up and began getting dressed when he began talking to me.

“You’re vacation is approved Al, but I think you should reconsider proposing to your girlfriend. In fact you should break up with her because no matter how much you want to deny it you are definitely a faggot.” Mr. Roberts continued, “if you decide to not go through with it I’d be interested in helping you figure out your gay identity.”

Still in a daze I found myself agreeing that I should break up with her and letting him guide me in my new future.

“Thank you Mr. Roberts.” I barely whispered.

“I don’t think so Al, you will address me as Daddy from here on out every time we are alone. Do you understand.”

I looked him straight in the eye and with a flutter of butterflies in my stomach I whispered “Yes, Daddy”.