Turned by My Boss
Copyright© 2026 by FiveFootSub
Chapter 1
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 1 - My new boss makes me realise: it isn't just a kink.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Ma Consensual Gay Fiction Anal Sex First Oral Sex
Did he turn me? Or did he unlock what was already there?
I’d been straight for years. It was girls that caught my eye, their legs, ass, their tits. I got crushes on girls. I liked girls.
Except that I got really hard when I thought about having sex with men.
I had a recurring fantasy about a school friend. About a teacher. I jacked myself off thinking about sucking their cocks. Letting them fuck me.
It was just a fetish, I told myself. Just a kink. Nothing to worry about.
And then Ben came along.
After school I got a job in a call centre. The pay was crap, but the people were fun. The whole team was pretty young, so we went out drinking a lot. I started making friends. Things were good.
Then I got moved onto Ben’s team. Ben was huge. I’m not tall at all, only 5’ 5”, but Ben had to have been almost 6 foot. And he was muscular. Apparently he hit the gym every day. He had muscles. And he was tan.
I fantasised about sucking his cock during a performance review.
But it was just a kink. Just a kink.
At the end of the first week, Ben told everyone to get ready for a night out. We were all young. We all said yes. So we went to the pub and started drinking.
But payday was still a week away. So the night began to fizzle out pretty quickly. Truth be told, I couldn’t really afford it either. But I didn’t want to seem uncool in front of my new team. So I stayed a little longer. A little longer. When I ran out of cash, Ben said he’d get me a drink. Being a new team member and all.
By the end of that drink, everyone else was gone.
“Well,” Ben said, his smile easy and relaxed. “That didn’t last long.”
It was true. It had only been three hours. “It’s a long way to payday,” I replied. I’d only had a few, so I was relaxed. Not slurring. But I didn’t want to do something foolish. I wanted to impress my boss. “We can always try again next week.”
“Yeah.” Ben shrugged and stood up. “Come on, newbie. I’ve got beers at my place.”
“Oh,” I said, shaking my head. “That’s okay.” It was kind of him to offer, but I didn’t want to be an imposition.
“Hey.” The way he said it made me look at him. His deep green eyes. Boring into me. “Who’s the boss here?”
His tone made my cock twitch and I flushed. Just a kink, I told myself. It didn’t mean anything. “You are.”
“Then get your sweet ass back to my place.”
Sweet ass? Head swimming with ideas, I stood up and followed him obediently out the door.
The fresh air helped to sober me up almost immediately. That’s better, I told myself. I was just a bit tipsy. Ben’s just being friendly. In fact, it’s cool he’s being so nice. Making me feel so welcome. We walked together companionably. We talked about ourselves. Jobs we’d had. Girlfriends. I hadn’t had much luck with them. Ben, on the other hand, had a physique that every girl in our company seemed to adore. But Ben didn’t dip his pen in the company ink. “I don’t want to make trouble for myself,” he said. “It just takes one bad relationship and suddenly my job’s in trouble. And I like to be the boss in the relationship. A lot of women don’t appreciate that these days.”
“I dunno,” I said. “I think people like to be looked after. To have someone take care of them.”
“That’s all I want,” Ben said softly. “To take care of someone.”
“Then you’ve got your choice of women,” I told him. “With ideas like that and a body like yours, you must have no trouble.”
Ben’s voice dropped an octave. “Think I’m sexy, do you?”
I started and my head snapped towards him. I must have looked so guilty. I felt like he knew everything in that moment. “I, uh. I just meant, well. You work out. Women like that,” I mumbled.
“Mmm hmm. Men too.” Men? Was Ben admitting something? “You wouldn’t believe how many offers I get.”
“Are you...?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” Ben growled with a smile. Was he joking? He must be joking. And then a moment later his voice was light and normal and he was saying, “Here we are,” and leading me to his front door.
He was just messing around. Banter. That’s all it was. Man, I needed to get my head straight.
Ben’s living room was typical for single man with a decent wage. A single sofa. A big TV. Games consoles. And mini fridge. “Here,” he said, fishing out a beer. “Get one of these in you.”
I wasn’t sure I needed another drink. If anything, I needed to get home. Have a wank. Get some post-nut clarity. But I was here and I didn’t want to be rude, so I took a gulp.
“Sit,” Ben said, and I obeyed. Tried not to goggle as Ben peeled off his t-shirt and sat back on his sofa. Man, his body. He was so ripped! I had a sudden vision of running my tongue over his bicep.
Stop it, I told myself. It’s just a kink. But my dick was starting to get hard, so I slouched over my crotch.
“Get comfortable,” Ben admonished me. But even before I could figure out how to do that without showing him my tent, he’d turned on the TV.
And put on porn.
“Um,” I said. I’d never watched porn with anyone before. Certainly not another man. It was the sort of thing you did by yourself. In private. Right?
But Ben didn’t seem to notice my discomfort. He sat back and within seconds the outline of his cock was visible. Growing. He was getting hard.
Don’t look. Look at the screen.
And I realised this was perfect. Ben had a hard-on, so he wouldn’t comment if he happened to notice I did too. I rearranged myself and sat back.
It was a good porno. A blonde was sucking off this muscular man and she was really going to town. She wasn’t just giving him a blowjob. She was fucking worshipping that cock. Rubbing it on her face. Smelling it. Running her tongue up and down it. She moaned around it. She loved that dick. We watched for a few minutes. Said nothing. And I began to relax. We were just two guys enjoying a movie. Nothing to be nervous about. I imagined what her mouth would feel like around my dick.
I imagined what my mouth would feel like around that dick.
Just a kink, I told myself. Just a kink.
“She’s hot, isn’t she?” Ben growled.