The Oil Rig Part 1
This is my second story posted. I hope you guys like it as much as the first one. This is the first chapter, introducing characters and such, I promise the second chapter will have some hot yiffing in it, but for now, enjoy this one!
STORY COPYRIGHT 2009- Willie_Bear
~~~~~~~~~~The Oil Rig, Part 1~~~~~~~~~~
I woke in the dark of my room to the morning buzzer. It was time for me to get up and start my shift. I threw off the blanket and stumbled to the light switch. The flourescent light above buzzed on, and I took a second for my eyes to adjust. I looked down at my naked body, and ran my hand down my chest, smoothing out my fur. I hadn't noticed myself getting a gut until it was there. I used to have a v cut body and a perfect six pack, but at 38 and on an oil rig, it's hard for a bull to keep in as good of shape. I was still happy with my arms, they were muscular and strong still from the push-ups I did every night.
I grabbed my clean uniform from it's hanger, buttoned the shirt, then tucked it into my pants. I always liked the way my security guard uniform looked on my big frame. I looked imposing, which is why I suppose they hired me on as a security guard.
I headed down to the cafeteria, grabbed some food, then carried it with me to my office.I opened the door and Mike, a big grizzly bear looked up at me, dazed by the bright light of the hall filling the room.
"Good morning Mike," I said, setting my coffee and plate of food on the desk.
"Morning already," he responded, "Seems like just a minute ago I looked at the clock and saw one in the morning. These 12 hour shifts are killing me." He raised his big paws towards the ceiling and let out a sleepy yawn.
"Anything interesting happen overnight?" I asked.
"Nope, just the usual, nothing out of the ordinary," he replied and stood up, "well, see ya at 7 tonight. Have a good shift!" and with that, he lumbered out of the room, leaving me alone, staring at monitors.
On the screens I could see the workers as they one by one pulled themselves out of bed, switched on their lights, and some either got dressed or put on robes and headed to the showers. I watched as they lathered their bodies and rinsed off. I watched as they put on their clothes and headed off to begin their days work. I knew everything about these men, I had to. Without much crime there wasn't much else to do, and with the new boss they brought in I got some extra money by knowing things. I knew which of them had the biggest cocks, what each of them did while jacking off, and what kind of porn they looked at. All of these things I could see through the prying eye of the camera's lens.
Suddenly, the door burst open, and the boss stepped into my office. David was the head of the oil rig, and a voyeur. He was a huge white horse with an amazingly built body. He was always dressed in the best, most expensive suits. He had the build of a god, with a muscular chest and a well defined six pack. He was hot, and he knew it, and he loved to get off to the videos of the other men.
"Anything good happen yet?" he asked excitedly, and flung the door shut behind him.
"Not anything too exciting, but I did get footage of Mark getting out of bed with morning wood." I played back the clip of a husky with a hard on. He leaned in closer to the screen. Today he wore blue pants with thin pin stripes that showed off his ass perfectly. His brow started to crease as if he were deep in thought.
"Isn't Mike like, your age?" He asked me, with a grimace on his face.
"No sir, he's about 5 years younger than me," I knew he liked younger guys, which was a fact that drove me crazy, and he knew it drove me crazy.
"That's way too old for me. You know I only like younger guys," he said, glaring at me.
I did all this for him. If any of the men knew what was going on there'd be law suits and criminal charges. Each room was equipped with high resolution cameras and audio recording devices that were hidden in the intercoms. The cameras also had zoom, so that if anything good went on we could get close ups. The Locker rooms and bathrooms were also equipped with multiple cameras and audio recording devices. The boss loved seeing the men in their private moments, when they thought nobody was watching. He had hundreds upon hundreds of videos stashed in his office, and when he'd return home for a weekend he'd take them home with him, where he had thousands more. They were mostly jack off videos, but there were a few rare occasions where the cameras would catch 2 of the workers fooling around with eachother, which made the boss really happy. He'd have us call him immidiately so he could come down and watch it live, then take the recording with him so he could get off to it later. He knew which of the workers had a history of doing so, and he'd try to give them projects to work on so they'd have a chance to be alone together.
"I hope you can get some good footage today," he said, "I can't get off to 20 fucking seconds of a fat old husky with a hard on. I want you to watch Haruto and Justin, I gave them the job of organizing old reports, and i know they've fucked around withg other guys before." He turned and looked at the screen of a Green dragon and a Grey dragon talking.