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Interview with a Practical Element

by newpaulman on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

There were not many jobs around in Birmingham at that time and certainly nothing in my usual line: stationery sales. Yes, selling paper and files and marker pens. Don't laugh: somebody's got to do it. And I knew my stuff, I tell you. But no, nothing around, so I looked at the wider area of sales. If you're a salesman you can sell anything. You've just got t...

Interview with a Bad Man

by newpaulman on Nov 11, 2019
Gay Male

"So you're going to interview Billy Bosman," the editor said with disbelief. I was new at his magazine, a local publication that was what they call a 'consumer' magazine, i.e. not specialised in any way, just general interest. He had been encouraging me to come up with ideas, seeing things that the local people maybe didn't see because they were too close....

Interviewing a Dictator

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I rolled over to a seated position and let the balls of my feet rest on the ratty carpeting. I reached for the pack of cigarettes and lit up. I'd only started smoking in the last couple of months. Nerves. I'd stop as soon as I got back to the States. Or maybe when I changed my name and had plastic surgery so that no one recognized me anymore. I looked aroun...

The Interview

by 1suitedbi on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

You greet me in your 3pc pinstripe suit, as I walk into your office, showing me to a seat in front of your desk, you perch on the edge of your desk pulling up a trouser leg as you do, revealing a ribbed sheer silk sock clad ankle. You start your questioning of me, however I can't take my eyes of this gorgeous man in front of me, are you teasing me? As you...

The Interview

by RolandQ on Aug 17, 2017
Gay Male

"Come on in. You can take your clothes off in there. I'll be in in a minute." The man speaking was stocky, in late middle age, yet carried a dynamism about him that spoke success, success in everything he did. The second man nervously removing his clothes in the bedroom of the lavish hotel suite was young, in his middle twenties. He was tall, athletic, some...

Job Interview

by BW3 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

We're doing some hiring at my office, and I wish that you applied because I get to do the interviews now. I will lead you back to what I tell you is the office for the interviews. You follow me down the secluded hallway, further and further away from the noise of the office, all the way down to the end. I unlock the door and we enter. It's small and sparse...

The Interview

by rjohnson on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

It had been three weeks since I had lost my job and I was getting desperate. I applied for just about everything but nothing was coming out of it. Then I got a call from one of the firms I had applied to. The man on the phone asked me to come in for an interview. We set up a convenient time and I arrived, nervous but confident. The receptionist had me s...

The Interview

by emlynley on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Taylor avoided wearing suits whenever possible, but for the meeting tonight he was told it was expected of him. Reluctantly he'd complied, choosing his best suit, a Zegna that cost a couple thousand bucks, but he couldn't wait to get out of the thing as quickly as possible after the damn meeting. That shouldn't be a problem he thought to himself as he drove...

Position Interview

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

I tugged on the lapel of the suit and looked around the deserted reception room, admittedly a bit nervously. I felt quite alone here. The receptionist had checked me in, made a call, told me to take a seat, picked up her purse, and was gone. An end-of the day job interview appointment. I adjusted the knot on my tie and smoothed down my hair. I moved the heel...

Tennis Interview

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"Perhaps stand over there at the center of the net with the grandstand and the Bangkok skyline in the background." Dent Douglas tore his eyes away from the young man who was interviewing him; turned his gaze on the photographer, Rick Rodriguez; and then, with a smile, moved to the center of the tennis court net and struck a pose. He was a tall, well-built s...