JOB INTERVIEW SUCK-CESS Part 1 (of 5) By Peter D. Rodman pdrodman@gmail.com ______________________________
SUMMARY
Part 1 -- A job applicant arrives for an interview as an executive's personal assistant. An important requirement is daily sucking off the executive. The applicant has to blow the gay personnel director who'll select the three best semi-finalist mouths to return to perform on the executive (the one who gives him the best head will be hired). Straight until now, the applicant gives it his all and makes the cut. He goes home for blow job lessons from an experienced gay man.
Part 2 -- The applicant returns a week later and gives the executive the best blow job he's ever had.
Part 3 -- The executive summons the personnel director whom the applicant blows again via a glory hole while the executive watches.
Part 4 -- The executive takes the applicant to lunch. Before dessert arrives the applicant sneaks under the table and gives the executive another blow job.
Part 5 -- The applicant's hired. While meeting with the personnel director, this time the applicant (who now realizes he's really a gay man) receives a blow job from him.
[The strong emphasis on gay male oral sex is no accident --- since it's my greatest obsession.] ______________________________
Derek Foster --- a handsome hung hunk --- has worked hard to finish near the top of his soon-to-graduate class at the Wharton School (affiliated with the University of Pennsylvania in Philadelphia and home of the nation's most prestigious MBA program). Seeking employment, he's flying first class to Denver for an interview at Landon Enterprises, the renowned Fortune 500 biotech company. The firm's founder and president, Richard Landon, Ph.D., needs a personal executive assistant. In his mid- thirties now, Dr. Landon patented the process that led to his fame and impressive fortune a decade ago. It's a perfect entry level position --- the company routinely makes the list of the ten best corporations to work for in America, the salary's lucrative with the potential for substantial bonuses, and they're even covering Derek's travel expenses.
Derek enjoys being pampered in the first class cabin --- something he's not used to. Everything proceeds without a hitch --- the plane's on time, the GPS device in the rental car gets him downtown without problems, and he finds himself entering company headquarters early. The building's attractive, aesthetic, and well-designed --- he waits in a spacious glass-roofed solarium with lots of sunlight, thriving plants, and a small waterfall.
Derek enters the personnel director's pleasant office promptly at the mid-morning time scheduled for the interview. An appealing, attractive, eye-catching, head-turning man, Kent Lancer's remarkably friendly and instantly puts Derek at ease, suggesting they continue on a first name basis. Initially things proceed in a straight-forward manner pretty much as one would expect. Kent tells Derek they received about a hundred applications, and of those that weren't immediately rejected for various reasons, on the strength of his resume and recommendations he's one of ten semi-finalists. He describes the company's expectations for the position, providing details about the nature of the work. While Dr. Landon's executive secretary is a woman, he specifically insists his personal assistant be male, so potential female applicants are out of luck. When Derek read that in the job description he wondered if the firm could get in legal hot water for sexual discrimination.
And then Kent drops the bomb and the interview proceeds in a totally different direction beyond Derek's wildest imagination. Derek can barely believe what he's hearing as he learns that the man employed in this position has to give Dr. Landon blow jobs --- several times during the course of a day, since it's highly unusual for the boss to not need and want more than one. This certainly wasn't in the written job description. With a sly grin Kent mentions that things are often a little different in the real world from what one learns in business school. While the need for effective communication ability is constantly stressed there, no one ever points out that speaking isn't the only desirable oral skill that begins with an "s" and ends in "k-i-n-g".
Realizing he's being observed and evaluated in terms of how he reacts, Derek --- always one to go with the flow and roll with the punches --- keeps his cool as Kent goes on. He tells Derek he's screening the semi-finalists at Dr. Landon's request, personally analyzing the fellatio performance ability each possesses. Derek can barely process and keep pace with what's happening as Lancer goes over to lock the door and then returns, unzipping his pants while he tells Derek to get down on his knees --- it's time for him to show what he can do ("actions speak louder than words"). It turns out he's the last semi-finalist to be seen. Three of the other nine said "no thanks" and left when they learned what was expected next (with "no hard feelings" each received a generous payment for his time). But six others did indeed rise to the occasion and give Kent a blow job on the spot (of course, his hefty dick easily rose to the occasion each time as well). The personnel director is selecting the three most orally gifted candidates to return as finalists for interviews with Dr. Landon --- each will have to demonstrate how well he can suck the hard dick of the company president when it's presented to him.
Totally straight since the appearance of his first pubic hair right up until this very moment, Derek's never been interested in or seriously considered doing anything intimate with another man. He's certainly been put on the spot, being forced to very rapidly make a major decision and decide just how much he wants this job. Frankly, thinking more about the money than anything else right now--- he's worried about repaying his student loans --- Derek decides to go all out for it (figuring it's something he can handle). Generally people for whom money isn't important aren't part of the culture at the Wharton School.
Derek's no stranger to great blow jobs --- he's just never given one. But from countless, steady encounters with numerous women constantly giving him good head over the years --- starting at age fifteen --- he realizes he clearly knows what to do. And he does --- quite well. On his knees now, he remains calm, thinks about what he's doing as he's doing it, focuses on what he loves having a mouth do to his own cock and uses that to guide him, concentrates, gives it his all, and delivers what anyone would consider a pretty stunning blow job --- a performance someone learning that it's the very first time he's ever sucked another man's dick would consider amazing. So he makes the cut and claims his place as one of the final three being invited to return and show the boss what they can do as they get down and go down and go to town on him.
Derek notices that Kent undergoes an intensely difficult struggle not to make too much noise when he cums --- a sure sign of success. It's also impossible for him not to observe that this guy is indeed well hung. Kent's obviously impressed with the performance (saying it was awesome), congratulates Derek on a job well done, and then invites him to lunch for a more traditional meal. They could head for the company cafeteria (quite a bit better than most), but instead they leisurely dine at a fine, expensive Italian restaurant nearby within easy walking distance. Kent expresses the hope that they can get to know each other even better while he also explains to Derek more about the company, the boss, and the job. Now that the exotic (perhaps erotic is a better word) requirements for the job have been clearly established, Derek learns that while on a typical day he might end up spending an hour or so orally worshiping Dr. Landon's cock and balls, the rest of the time will for the most part be spent doing the various more mundane things one would expect a personal assistant to handle. The plan for the afternoon is for Derek to tour the company after lunch and then have some time to sightsee the city if he wishes. He'll spend the night at a renowned four-star luxury hotel and return to Philadelphia tomorrow.
Because Kent likes him the best of the three finalists and wants him to get the job, as lunch continues Kent shares several specific things of interest he didn't tell the others, giving Derek an inside advantage they lack. He does indeed have an ulterior motive --- a hidden personal agenda of his own. Kent happens to be a very sexually active, out-of-the-closet, gay man --- regularly getting it on with other men (usually one on one, but sometimes also in some interesting group configurations). He finds himself extremely drawn to Derek and hopes to play his cards right to get a piece of the action with him. Indeed, earlier he had to marshal a huge amount of will power not to turn right around and go down on Derek the way Derek had just done him. Kent figures it'll soon become frustrating for Derek to constantly get his boss off and lack a nearby (in both place and time) outlet for his own carnal needs. Kent imagines the two of them helping each other out on a regular basis with high quality reciprocal blow jobs. First he'll need to clear it with Dr. Landon --- who well knows of Kent's sexual preference. But Kent doesn't think Dr. Landon will object to something that'll keep the new employee content. It should be a highly beneficial arrangement for both himself and Derek where ev'ryone walks away a winner. At this point Derek's clearly won Kent over --- after the finalists blow Dr. Landon, if he consults with Kent about who to hire (which he realizes isn't likely), Derek's the one in his book.
So the other two finalists don't know that Dr. Landon has a thick, nine-inch, uncut (Derek realizes he has to be sure to play with this other foreskin the way he likes his own to be stimulated) dick that curves downward. For once --- in regard to his masculine endowment --- it's a case where a man casually called Dick by those close to him richly deserves it. Derek knows from his Google image search that Dr. Landon's a handsome, dark-haired, dark-complexioned man with radiant, penetrating eyes. According to Kent the good doctor keeps himself in excellent physical shape --- he's lean, fit, trim, and solid (but not excessive) muscle fills his frame. In addition, he's one of those men who apparently has a naturally hotwired direct nerve connection between his nips and his cock (Derek immediately thinks to himself, just how do you know that?). And the nips are big, prominent, sexy ones --- the kind where their outline can easily be noticed beneath the cloth layers of a t-shirt with a dress shirt over it.
It turns out Dr. Landon's an extremely, excessively, and constantly horny, testosterone driven, highly sexually charged man with a dominating libido usually on overload in ultrahigh gear that just won't quit. Important business decisions can't be made in the most intelligent, productive, and competitive manner when he's bothered and distracted with his mind really focused on other things --- his strong and significant sexual urges --- unable because of them to fully and adequately concentrate on the business at hand. So his personal executive assistant has to be available at any moment when necessary to relieve the company president's problem with his mouth (it's normally the case that the relief provided by the action of the personal assistant is short-lived and requires repetition a few hours later). On a typical workday Derek should expect to suck Dr. Landon off at least three and possibly four times.
There's more. As lunch continues Kent tells Derek that Dr. Landon's basically a happily married straight man, but his wife (Margaret) is not sexually adventuresome --- not in the least. Kent doesn't know the details or how things were in years past, but at this point between them it's: a fuck, yes, sometimes, usually in the missionary position --- but a dick suck? no way. She won't touch his cock with her mouth (despite his constant yearning for it), and she wants nothing to do with his cum (doesn't want to see, feel, taste, or smell it). Earlier she would try to orally please him but couldn't hide how distasteful she found it, the sheer size of his dick scared her, her heart wasn't in it, she was never any good at it, and she didn't like him suggesting how she should do it. He's begged her to consider therapy for her sexual coolness but she won't hear of it.
Kent's always been amazed that any man would marry a woman without first knowing by direct experience how good (or not) she is in bed --- and besides being a good fuck (if not, why would he marry her? --- unless he thinks he can teach her what she doesn't know), if she'll suck him --- and how she feels about his cum. But again, Dr. Landon's never confided in him about the early days of his relationship with Margaret, so he just doesn't know what went on between them back then.
So Dick Landon learned that for the blow jobs he constantly and maddeningly craves he has to turn elsewhere --- as he now does. It was while he was in college that he discovered the myriad joys of receiving great blow jobs. By now he's hopelessly, passionately, and totally addicted --- he has to have them, hungers for them, and simply can't live without them --- giving this supreme pleasure up is not an option. Maybe it's a convenient rationalization, but by not involving himself with another woman he doesn't mentally feel as if he's cheating on his wife. Kent explains that all Dr. Landon wants from Derek sexually is getting his own dick sucked --- he'll have nothing to do with Derek's cock, balls, nips, cum, or ass for that matter. It's a total one-way street with no reciprocation. Except for possibly grabbing onto his head while he sucks, Dr. Landon won't touch Derek in any way, nor will any articles of Dr. Landon's clothing be removed --- his pants'll be opened to permit access to what's important and that's all. He doesn't want to see any of Derek's body exposed via any clothing removal, and he won't tolerate the man sucking him off using one of his hands to also be personally jacking himself off at the same time he's giving head. So Derek now knows to keep himself clothed and not stroke himself as well while he's using his mouth to work and win over the hung, hard, horny man he hopes will be his future employer.
When their son and daughter came along, Margaret became an overly devoted mother so completely preoccupied with her children that whatever needs her husband has --- especially physical ones she doesn't share --- are clearly not a priority for her. However, Dr. Landon still loves her and their family, feels comfortable with her, and believes the arrangement he came up with of turning to his personal assistant at work for the satisfaction and release he must have but can't and won't receive at home from his spouse works well. While she knows nothing of the sexual relief he's regularly getting at the office for his strong urges and relentless desires, Margaret does know (the way some say a wife always does) that he's not cheating on her with another woman. She rather innocently assumes he must jack off a lot now, and that's OK with her. (Actually Dr. Landon's never been much of a self-jerker --- he takes that way out clearly as a last resort far less than most would imagine.) Neither one of them has any intention of seeking a divorce. They truly love each other in their own ways and except for this lack of sexual interest on her part she's an excellent wife --- but hey, nobody's perfect.
Kent says that especially on Monday mornings Dr. Landon'll arrive at work highly frustrated from his spouse not getting him off over the weekend. He'll enter his inner office with his hand quickly opening his fly, expecting his personal assistant to already be there on his knees with his mouth open. As Kent describes it, the boss usually begins the week absolutely fit to be tied, in a state, worked up, ready to explode, rarin' to go, bustin' at the seams, one helluv-an eager beaver, desperate to let loose, pop his cork, and shoot his wad --- randy to such a degree that it's both comical and sad to see at the same time. No doubt about it --- the first blow job after a weekend's a real cum gusher. Actually, Kent continues, the boss likes to start each workday with a first-thing-in-the-morning blow job --- to make up for what he didn't get at home the previous night. And of course that'll be when he has the most cum in his system to find its way into the sucking, swallowing mouth working him over.
When Dr. Landon's traveling for business reasons --- which happens frequently, both in the states and abroad --- naturally his personal executive assistant will accompany him. They stay in luxury suites with two adjacent bedrooms. And of course he'll be expected to fully keep Dr. Landon sexually satisfied, sucking him off whenever requested. Margaret never goes on these trips (and if she did, Dr. Landon would largely go unsatisfied if he had to count on her for bedroom action). Derek's oral skills may be called for at any hour of the day or night, and he may find himself working overtime (and earning himself a handsome bonus as well). In one important way Dr. Landon's actually better off and happier while traveling than he is at home --- on trips he spends a lot less time being horny and sexually frustrated since his assistant's with him to regularly keep him happy.
Kent's the only one in the company (besides Dr .Landon and his personal assistant) aware of the daily blow jobs, so Derek won't be referred to as "Dr. Landon's cocksucker" by others behind his back. Kent's a master secret keeper when necessary and Dr. Landon's not about to tell anyone, so the only possible way someone else could find out about it is for Derek himself to inadvertently or carelessly spill the beans and "let the cat out of the bag" --- and should that happen, he'll be history at Landon Enterprises, dismissed, quickly gone with the wind.
Finally Derek asks Kent the question that keeps popping up in his head as he processes ev'rything he's been told --- how does he know this stuff (since a lot of it seems to be the kind of secrets within a marriage couples tend to keep private)? The personnel director looks directly at him saying that's easy --- Dick's more than just his employer --- they're close friends and golfing buddies. He says Dick's especially prone to let his guard down, open up, and confide in him when they're out there on the course --- although Kent says that doesn't mean Dick tells him ev'rything --- he still has his secrets. As he tells Derek, when Dr. Landon lets you call him Dick you know you're in with him. Will I get to call him Dick? Derek wonders. And his next thought --- another question --- also remains unspoken (and unanswered): has Kent ever sucked off Dr. Landon? Is that why he knows about his dick?
And now Kent advises Derek of several situations where he could get himself in trouble if he speaks without thinking and says the wrong thing. By the end of their lunch he knows a lot more about Dr. Landon than he otherwise would, including things it'd be best if Dr. Landon doesn't know that he knows. And Kent tells him never to ask Dr. Landon about his personal and family life. He's very protective and private about that. If he volunteers any information, fine, but he shouldn't outright be asked about anything. And he must never think or imply in any way that Dr. Landon might be gay or bisexual --- he'd be very upset about that. Derek assures Kent he has enough sense not to do that (without directly saying `I'm not stupid').
Kent mentions that the other two finalists only know they're coming back to give Dr. Landon a blow job. Derek asks why Kent's told him so much he's kept from them. Dr. Landon probably would think it unfair if he knew, Kent admits. And he tells Derek they've hit it off and that didn't happen between him and the other two men --- even if they are good cocksuckers (they wouldn't be finalists if they weren't). Kent says beyond that Derek can draw his own conclusion (which naturally is that Kent must want him to be the one who gets the job).
As lunch winds down Derek realizes he very quickly needs to be absolutely great at giving his prospective new boss this vitally important blow job, that his future depends on it and the competition will be stiff, and that time is of the essence. He changes his plans and decides to catch the next flight back to Philadelphia after the company tour is over. It's a Tuesday and Kent's arranged for him to meet with Dr. Landon in exactly one week on the following Tuesday. Not one to leave anything so critical to chance, in his mind Derek's already plotting, planning, and formulating a course of action that he's anxious to immediately set in motion.
As soon as he lands in Philly, before he's even left the airport he starts making some calls. Someone on the city's gay and lesbian task force is able to quickly hook him up with a gay man of exceptional ability and experience to give him rigorous, high quality, private, premium blow job lessons (which he'll be paying generously for), commencing immediately, pretty much nonstop between now and when he has to return to Denver next week. Derek figures the expense is a necessary investment in his future.
An hour later they meet at Derek's apartment and Eric Schultz --- the blow job expert who'll teach him how to really suck dicks --- immediately blows him, quickly sinking to his knees to go for the treasure in Derek's pants after they shake hands. After all, Derek needs confidence that the instructor really knows his stuff --- and he does, of course, leaving Derek breathless, drained, stunned, and immensely pleased. The blow job is easily the equal of the most devastating one any woman's ever given him. Now he knows he's in good hands --- or perhaps he should say in the right mouth --- with Eric to guide him and teach him what he needs to learn and do for suck-cess.
It's also another first for Derek, since until now no other man has ever sucked him off before. Then Eric has Derek turn right around and blow him so he'll know what level Derek's starting from as a dicksucker. So twice in one day, in two different cities, he's taken another man's fully hard cock into his mouth and made it cum. It's an incredibly astonishing day for him --- things yesterday he never would have imagined taking place are happening at a rapid clip.
Satisfied with his assessment and glad his new pupil isn't a completely raw novice, Eric leaves to quickly make some further arrangements while Derek begins packing a bag. He'll be heading out soon to meet Eric at his place where the lessons and instruction will take place. Derek really won't be leaving there until he's off to Denver again next week to put his newly learned skills to use. As he heads for Eric's his mind never stops thinking about the challenge he's taken on and effectively preparing himself to meet it with admirable, enviable, and highly positive results.
Derek knows he needs to clearly stand out from the other two men he'll be competing with, and to do that he plans on an approach that will demonstrate his newly acquired oral prowess in a variety of ways. He needs to be able to comfortably deep throat Dr. Landon (being a real deep throater means you can easily keep a big dick completely swallowed --- all the way, down the hatch, to the hilt, the whole thing, your chin hitting his balls with your nose buried deep in his pubic hair --- for a considerable period of time as you use your nose to breathe), he needs to eat his cum with enthusiasm (hungrily and thirstily gulping it down like he can't ever get enough of it, ev'ry last drop), he needs to tolerate being forcefully face fucked and insist it be done to him (the same way you fuck a woman's cunt), he needs to suck smoothly from a variety of positions (some of them unusual and creative ones), and in addition he plans on aggressively going after Dr. Landon at what supposedly is the end of the interview to give him a second quickie last minute, unexpected but not unwelcome blow job before departing (he figures doing that one hands-free will be a nice touch). All of this has to be unforgettable, done with obvious relish, desire, gusto, enthusiasm, and pleasure.
Until now Derek's been a typical man who's tasted a bit of his own cum on rare occasions from time to time in the past and found it "OK but not great" --- feeling he could "take it or leave it" --- but that's it. Now he has to quickly learn to genuinely crave the stuff --- and coming from another source, too. When he thinks of the other two men who'll also be blowing Dr. Landon, he mentally gears himself up to "kick ass" and leave them behind in the dust. Will either of them be doing what he plans on --- deep throating Dr. Landon and telling him to fuck his face as deep and hard and fast as he wants? Not likely.
What all this boils down to is that Derek has six days to become a superb cocksucker who can reliably and routinely deliver extraordinary deep throat blow jobs. He intends to give Dr. Landon the greatest blow job of his life --- he'll do whatever it takes to make that happen. His newly acquired teacher lines up plenty of additional willing hung men for him to practice on (they're being liberally paid by Derek, too). And all he's going to be doing for almost all of each day --- early morning `till late at night (from sun up to beyond sun down) --- is sucking hard, huge dicks --- constantly eating big loads of cum --- and learning to deep throat and be aggressively face fucked (with the entire cock completely in his mouth) as well, pretty much nonstop. And whenever there's a break from him actively working with his mouth, he'll be watching porn videos of great blow jobs on a large screen so he can learn from the techniques and skills of other oral experts (both male and female). Eric'll point out methods, approaches, and fine touches going on in the videos that Derek particularly needs to pay attention to and practice.
The deep throat part is a bit tricky. Basically Eric tells Derek that about the only way to truly and completely conquer one's gag reflex in such a short amount of time is by sheer brute force. The patient, gradual, bit-by-bit, millimeter-at-a-time approach for learning to effectively totally swallow a big dick to the hilt can take months. Brute force means a marathon five or six hour gang oral rape session where Derek'll be tied in place on his knees and serve as an oral pleasure toy for a group of at least a dozen horny, admirably hung men who'll repeatedly and roughly violate his mouth and force their monster hardons all the way down his throat far beyond his tonsils and thereby destroy his gag reflex once and for all. Actually six hours on his knees would be a bit much --- half of the time he'll be tied down lying flat on a table with his head hanging unsupported off the edge --- since that's a good position to be in for having your throat fully fucked. Eric insists there's really no other option, so much as he fears it, Derek agrees to submit to the punishing session. Eric points out it'll also be great practice for swallowing other men's cum --- tons of it.
When the night of the gang oral rape session comes --- to destroy his gag reflex so he can easily deep throat the biggest, longest dicks without any trouble whatsoever --- Derek's incredibly nervous, worried, and scared. Eric finds eleven other hugely hung men (all being well paid with funds supplied by Derek) --- two measure in at nine inches, two have an astounding eleven inches, and the rest are ten-inch wonders. They tie his hands behind his back and he starts in the classic on-your-knees position. He's naked so as a penalty if he throws up on anyone he can be kicked swiftly in the balls. They also put in hard plastic mouth props --- dentists and oral surgeons sometimes use them --- to keep his mouth wide open at all times. Then they go to town, brutally and savagely fucking his face. It's ruthless, powerful, and wicked. Derek suffers mightily, gagging, choking, gasping, retching, coughing, shaking, trembling, quaking, moaning, sobbing, and crying with copious tears flowing --- when the ferocious assault begins and continues. He doesn't know how he'll get through it. The men grab his head with their hands and use it for leverage for their frenzied, rapid, all the way, complete, repetitive, in and out oral thrusts. They act as if there's no tomorrow, going all out. There are no limits. Each can be as hard, rough, forceful, and nasty as he wants and keep at it --- humping away --- for as long as he wants. Each tries to outdo the one before him in making Derek utterly miserable. No one holds back, no mercy is shown --- all each man cares about is his own satisfaction and his next orgasm. Each dick gets shoved all the way in, immediately and instantly, far past the tonsils and down into Derek's until-now-virgin throat as far as it can possibly go. And it doesn't stop until each man there is so exhausted that he can't possibly get it up just one more time for another go at it. The men love what they're doing --- they're fully turned on and in no hurry for it to end. They love seeing Derek suffering and squirming. And it goes on all night. After all, it takes a helluva long time for twelve sadistic, horny, hugely hung, driven bastards to reach a state where ev'ry single one of them can no longer get it up, especially when they're all helping each other get and keep hard and revive their dicks while they wait for their next turns. After three hours (he's totally delirious by then) on his knees they tie Derek down flat on his back on a table and leave the mouth props out now, making sure his neck and head are hanging downward off the edge of the table completely unsupported, arching toward the floor. This is a great position for the skull fucker to straddle the guy's head between his legs as he feeds his cock into the mouth and basically fucks as if in a woman's cunt. The entire session is by far the most horrible ordeal and most miserable experience of Derek's entire life, the worst night he's ever endured --- but somehow he survives it. And more importantly, it works. Just as Eric said it would be, the next morning Derek's gag reflex is gone forever, totally a thing of the past.
And, of course (not surprisingly, some might say), by the end of his special six-day training program and intense sucking regimen, Derek discovers something new about himself (besides the fact that he can deep throat big dicks now) --- he actually likes and hugely enjoys what he's learned to do --- he won't be forcing himself at all to blow Dr. Landon, or just tolerating it and doing it for the money and the job --- he wants to do it and looks forward to it. Now he finds it's exciting and arousing to take all of a big cock into his mouth and feel it slide past his tonsils and enter his throat without any gagging problems --- and he's come to love the taste of cum as well (the more of it, the better). When he seriously stops to think about it, he concludes again --- as he has plenty of times since returning from Denver --- that he's probably a gay man (could it be?). And in his very soul he knows sucking off his boss --- even several times a day --- won't be enough now. A voracious appetite he either never knew he had before, or else it's something fresh and recent that's just been created and developed, has been unleashed --- and he instinctively realizes he won't be able to ignore or suppress it. He wonders if it was there all the time but so deeply buried that it had never come to the surface to seek fulfillment. He also understands this is something new that for once in his life has nothing to do with women --- they won't be able to satisfy it. Things will never be the same as they were before he pursued this career opportunity --- nor does he want them to be. While some might wonder and question what Derek's allowed himself to be turned into in pursuit of money, his mind is in a totally different place as he secretly vows to himself to get Kent into Dr. Landon's office at some point and go down on both of them at once and blow their minds as he blows their dicks.