Excitement bubbled inside him. After one month of training, Krist is now finally entering production and will be taking in calls.
Yes. Calls.
As an employee of a telecommunications company, Krist, Perawat Sangpotirat, will be directly talking to customers/ users of their products to assist them with troubleshooting.
Krist likes talking to people despite his introvert personality. He has a small group of friends made up of Knot, Prem, Bright and Tutah who are all very supportive of him. The four have been with him since college years and now that they've graduated only recently, they are supporting each other in their chosen career paths.
As IT graduates, all of them aspired to work for IT companies except for Krist.
"I'm so nervous! What if my customer cannot understand what I'm trying to explain? I'm not even sure if I understand what releasing IP address is!" Rome, one of his co-trainees, exclaimed.
Krist giggled. Out of all his coworkers, Rome became closest to him. Not only because he is a new grad like him but also because the smaller male is so refreshingly expressive.
"You'll do great! You even got a perfect score while we were doing a simulation."
Rome pouted. "We still did not have a customer factor back then. This is the real deal now Krist! If my customer shouts at me, I'll fucking cry!"
He patted his friend's back. "Shall we cry together in one of the restroom's stall?"
"You!"
Forcing a laugh, Krist tried to lighten up the mood even though he feels scared himself. He's excited. He badly wants to experience talking to customers as well as to help them with their computers or cellphones made by their company but-
"We need to get going." Their trainer suddenly announced. "You already met your temporary team lead and you know what to do when you get inside the production floor. Please pull up your tools and by 9 on the dot, login and take in calls. We badly need staffs on the floor until 12 noon so please logout by 12. Okay?"
After a simultaneous 'yes', all trainees including Krist were led to the production floor and took in calls.
When they logged out and went back to their training room for their huddle, everyone was tired and drained. Especially Rome. The little guy got a customer who kept on cussing at him because his internet was not working on his laptop.
"How could his internet work when he did not connect it to a modem or router via Ethernet cord?! When I asked him if he's using WiFi, he told me I'm stupid and asked for a manager. What the fuck?!"
No one laughed at his sentiments. How could they when such scenarios also happened to them?
They are technical support for computers and cellphones. Not internet service, for Pete's sake!
Another co-trainee was sharing their experience when someone knocked on the door. Excusing himself, their trainer opened the door and their Senior Operations Manager along with their Director entered.
Respectfully, they greeted their bosses.
"How's your training? We heard that you had your first call time today. SOM brought doughnuts to thank you for filling in the empty slots this morning." Their amiable Director said.
Buzzing in excitement, his co-trainees started whispering to each other while Krist and Rome could only share smiles. They are too afraid to make a noise and catch the attention of the big bosses.
"Before we leave our big bosses leave, they need to show you something. Please focus on the screen." Their trainer called their attention while inserting a flash drive on the computer attached to the projector.
When a photo flashed on the screen, exclaims of amazement from his female and gay co-trainees filled the training room.
The big bosses laughed at them. "Calm down, kids. I know that the man onscreen is very handsome. He is more handsome in person but I'm still more handsome, right? Just kidding! Of course, he is more handsome." Their Director joked.
"I actually want you to commit to memory his face since you'll be seeing him next week. Maybe this week since he has already arrived. He's our biggest shareholder. He doesn't own our company nor is he our CEO but he's like our bosses' boss. As I've said, he has the biggest shares. Be on your best behavior especially when he's around. Okay?"
Krist stared at the young man on the screen. Shareholders are usually middle aged men with glasses but not this one. Clear white teeth, dark mocha skin, thin lips, a dimple with sharp jaws. . . This one is a looker!
A walking sex god!
"Let's all be very courteous starting today. Alright? We also do not know when he'll arrive or how long he will stay in this branch. Let's just hope we'll pass his quality check and he'll leave so we can breathe easy." Their big boss added nervously.
It's odd. Very odd.
Krist did not know what was going on but he was called to go up the 20th floor which he followed.
Wasn't this floor that of the big boss?
Err. . . Boss of the big boss? Argh! He doesn't know, okay? He's quite illiterate when it comes to organization hierarchy.
Seeing that the floor was empty except for him, his heart started beating fast. For some unknown reason, his guts were telling him to run away which he disregarded. Nothing bad is going to happen.
Right?
Fighting off the need to escape from who-knows-what, Krist knocked on the only door he had found.
"Enter."
The order was abrupt. Just a word. And yet, every hair on his body stood up as if his every nerve responded to the man behind the closed door. With a deep breath, Krist twisted the knob.
Everything at that point became a blur. The series of events happened too fast and Krist found himself half naked and on his back at the door with his underclothes gone and shirt ripped open.
His ass burned like hell.
"Please sto-aahhhhh!!"
For almost five minutes, the dark office was filled with his screams of pain. Tears blurred his eyesight and the ache deep inside his ass disabled him from recognizing anything.
"No. No. No. No more. . . Please. . . " Pleading repeatedly, Krist could not help but cry both in pain and humiliation.
Why is this happening to him?
When he felt something wet and warm flood his lower cavern as well as a low grunt near his ear, Krist almost sighed in relief. It's done. His rapist was do-
"No! No plea-AAAAHHHHH! Noooo!"
Sobs followed as he was pushed one more time against the door before the hardness inside him thrusted full force. If the rhythm earlier was fast, this time was faster.
More painful and. . . Pleasurable.
For unexplainable reasons, Krist could feel himself responding to the harsh thrusts and teasing nips on his back and shoulder. Next thing he knew, he had his arms around dark broad shoulders and his legs tightly wrapped around his perpetrator's waist as the unknown man continue to take liberties on his body.
For a virgin, Krist found himself apt for continuous sex.
"Open your mouth."
That was the second time he had heard the authoritative voice. In his daze, he found himself opening his mouth as ordered.
Fuck! He's kissing me!
A low mewl escaped his lips as the stranger continued to thrust deep inside his clenching ass while eating his mouth. To say he was being kissed was an understatement.
He was devoured.
Again.
And again.
Countless times.
What the heck did he get himself into?
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