2025-07-11, 04:46 PM
"Beep!" "Beep!" The annoying alarm doesn't get any further than that, because I'm already awake. The sun is well above the horizon and its rays are shining through the window of my one-room apartment in Rostock-Dierkow, tickling my face directly. I have three days off and now I finally want to seriously tackle the renovation of the living room. I've had this in mind for a long time, but I didn't have the will to do it until now. I'm not really good at decorating. I quickly finish my morning toilet and then have breakfast. As soon as I take my trousers off, the cell phone rings?h? I wish I had just turned it off yesterday. Well, maybe it's important. The thing is just behind the door on the hall stand, so I stretched my arm and sat back down nicely, then it could continue.
Important people involved:
Rene Schmidt Instructor
Jan Gläher Trainee
“Rene Schmidt here.” ”Good morning, Mr. Schmidt. Meier here. Please excuse me for calling so early, and I know you're on vacation, but you absolutely have to come to the company right away. It's really, really important. OK, I'll come as soon as I can. Oh yes, I'll be buying breakfast later. There are more than enough leftovers in the tea cabinet again from yesterday's meeting. I think I can postpone the renovation for today, which is not a bad thing. Mr. Meier is the head of my department in a large training company. Eight years ago, he was also my trainer for the communications electronics technician program. I'm glad I don't have to do a boring job like his; I much prefer taking care of the IT technology.
I quickly finish getting ready in the bathroom and just slip into a simple pair of jeans and a dark T-shirt, and then I'm ready to go. When I can't find the car key, I remember that I took the Golf to the garage for a check-up yesterday. Great! Now I have to take the tram, change trams and walk a kilometer. I decide to ride my bike instead.
(Others might have been annoyed, but not me, because I usually really enjoy going to work. We are a pretty young team, have a lot of fun, and, yes, Meier, my boss, is partly to thank for that.)
Well, I get my bike out of the cellar and off I go, I don't want to keep my boss waiting too long. Gosh, how can it be so warm so early in the morning? I think I could have done without a shower. It's a good thing that it's only about a kilometer downhill. When I reach the main road, I'm glad I'm on my bike – because at this time of day, there's no way you could get anywhere on it. And every driver is sitting alone in their metal shell again? With a slightly superior smile, I can overtake even the fastest luxury car.
After a quarter of an hour, I brake hard on the company premises. My long blonde hair is a bit disheveled from the drive and my leg muscles are painfully noticeable. Since I got the new car, I have become very comfortable, I have to admit, and? Rene! Are you coming soon? Meier is waiting in the yard! OK, quickly lock the bike to the stand, then I follow the boss to the office, watched by the numerous apprentices, who are probably having their break outside.
After the usual round of greetings with colleagues in the hallway, we sit in the boss's small meeting room. In front of me is a large aluminum foil plate with the most delicious sandwiches, and I have a large pot of coffee in my hand. That's how I like it. But now that I'm sitting directly across from my boss, I notice that he must have slept quite badly and also seems a bit unrefined, from the body odor. I don't know him like that at all!
“Okay, Mr. Schmidt. The fact that I'm not so fresh now is because I spent the night here. Oh, he's watching me closely, but after this meeting in the evening?” Meier's eyes are getting wet. ”Rene, I'll get right to the point, but first finish the roll so you don't choke afterwards. And I'll be in the bathroom.”
After 10 minutes and four more sandwiches in my stomach, the boss is back, visibly refreshed. “Short and sweet, Rene, brace yourself: our Rostock branch is closing. The training program will be moved to Berlin. Nothing will remain on this site; it is to be sold. The staff cannot be kept on. You can imagine how I feel telling you this? And, yes? You are the first employee to find out about this.?
Boom! Over! My brain goes blank. The boss looks at me with sad eyes. But we have only built all this up in the last few years and there has always been more than enough work, isn't there?
You're probably right, and I've fought a number of battles in the board and lost a lot of sleep to make everything so beautiful here. But those at the top of the company want more efficiency, you understand. We're too expensive for them. Full stop. Well, you could have found out all that at the staff meeting on Monday, but the real reason I called you is this: we still need you here in Rostock. One of the trainers is unavailable for health reasons. You're supposed to take over his group, and I don't know of anyone else I could quickly entrust with this task. Incidentally, two classes will remain in Rostock in the future and you are supposed to join them. You have often helped out in House 2, and you were always the best point of contact for work placements. Besides, the trainees have only ever said good things about you. So, here are your options: you will either have to leave, or you can accept the offer and stay. In that case, you will start your new job as an instructor at the House 2 branch tomorrow. The apprentices there need you! By the way, you will be able to meet me there again when everything is wrapped up here? I want to hear your decision in about a quarter of an hour. If you say no, I'll have to find a replacement today, won't I? Oh, and don't say a word to anyone about what you've learned from me, OK?
Even without the cup of coffee to drink to, my blood pressure would have gone up at the news, but now I'm already feeling a little uncomfortable. Shortly after the boss left me here alone to make a decision, I was actually ready for the new job. I urgently need the money, have become accustomed to the very good salary, the installments on the new car also need to be paid, and jobs in the region don't look that promising? I don't expect to have any problems with the subject matter, and I usually get along well with people. Plus, I'm only a few years older than most of the apprentices, so I can still put myself in their shoes. All in all, I can actually be happy with how things are going for me.
In the afternoon, I sit at my desk and familiarize myself with the current knowledge of my future apprentices. I am particularly interested in what I should teach them next and how I myself can handle it. With the freshly checked car, I have already picked up my things from the office that already feels old to me, and I have also bought a lot of paper to prepare for the training. I think it's all going to be fine, because there's nothing there that doesn't look familiar or that might cause any particular difficulties. I realize I'm already looking forward to tomorrow morning and the new task.
* * *
Phew, last night's sleep wasn't so restful, as I'm much too excited to lie quietly in bed. And I feel the urge to use the bathroom; my nervousness has now clearly reached my digestive system. I take extra care with my personal morning routine today – I want to make a good impression on my first day. My hair is a little long, if I am to believe the many well-intentioned suggestions of my “dear” But I like it that way and I'm even a little proud of this head of hair. They're just jealous. Besides, my ears don't stand out as much. I do think that I appear a little thin and my long legs reinforce a rather lanky image.
OK, things that require a lot of physical strength are not for me, and I'm better at dealing with confrontations verbally for self-protection reasons. But I would still like to have a slightly more muscular body, because the way I look now makes me look more like a teenager than a person of authority, which I will soon have to be. I think that when I'm standing among my apprentices, no one will believe that I could be the instructor. Then there's my oval, smooth face – totally baby-faced! If I didn't have what I consider to be a beautiful cock, would my self-confidence as a young man be permanently damaged?
Enough self-reflection, time to face the daily grind! I jump into my Golf and off I go. As the crow flies, it's less than a kilometer to work in the new industrial area, but since it's on the road it's a few more, so I prefer to get in the car. After five minutes of driving, the new building is already in sight and I very much hope to catch a free parking space.
Grabbed my bag, took a deep breath and then straight into my new working life. My friendly “good morning” in the hallway is only met with a nod. “Oh, the new guy? Go ahead and go into the meeting room, it's the open door on the left.” Again, my “good morning?” Again, no reaction? Are all of you grumpy in the morning? Everyone is gazing into their coffee cups as if hypnotized. Reading coffee grounds or what? I can already see the differences to my old workplace. “Do you know the latest?” Ah, so that's where the wind blows. After 15 minutes of listening to complaints about all the evils of life and especially about our lousy corporate headquarters, someone finally comes into the room to release me from this gloom. He is my new boss here, or rather my soon-to-be boss, as I learn, because his pension is already waiting, and his place will be taken by my very well-known and dear ex-boss. Well, and the fact that most colleagues only have temporary contracts and have to constantly hope that these will be extended is probably also a reason why there is not so much general cheerfulness here. It's a difficult situation at the moment, with everyone being asked to save money.
Now that I've been briefed and informed, I'm escorted to the battlefield. For me, this means being present in the computer room, right at the front door, where I can run away at any time. As we enter the room, the conversations fall silent and I realize that I'm being scanned with high resolution. After a moment, many friendly faces look at me? phew, the first test seems to have been passed well. My group consists of seventeen apprentices. Two of them are girls and one is still absent because he is at the doctor's. I first introduce myself, who I am and what I have done so far, then the same game is performed by my apprentices, but without the “so far”. I feel: yes, this could work and I will do well here and there is no indication of any interpersonal problems. So I quickly move on to the normal training activities. Everything is going well and looking promising until, at around ten, the door is opened after knocking and a blonde with tousled hair floats through the door into the room.
Then I suddenly hold my breath as friendly, open and brown eyes examine me and a voice that touches me in the deepest part of my soul announces, “Good morning. My name is Jan Gl?her. I was still at the doctor's.” A hunk of about 1.80m in height, wearing a sleeveless T-shirt, cut-off jeans and a figure like I've never seen before, smiles at me and completely throws me off balance. He goes to his workplace, and I am floating in other dimensions when I can see him from behind as well. This is not just a simple person? no, this is the embodiment of masculine and youthful beauty par excellence! I am immediately confused, no longer knowing what I am supposed to be doing here, what is happening around me. In short, I have completely lost control as an instructor! I have known for years that I react quite gayly to certain male stimuli, but in this particular case, I think all men and women get into trouble, no matter what sexual orientation they feel they belong to. This young man's charisma simply blows me away.
It is as if the general good has taken on human form, with no trace of suspicion or guile in the face and always ready to treat everyone with nothing but kindness and goodwill. I suddenly realize where I have seen such a figure before: carved in stone as David in Florence, created by Michelangelo. My amazement is only interrupted when I slowly come back to reality after being addressed repeatedly.
* * *
Important people involved:
Rene Schmidt Instructor
Jan Gläher Trainee
“Rene Schmidt here.” ”Good morning, Mr. Schmidt. Meier here. Please excuse me for calling so early, and I know you're on vacation, but you absolutely have to come to the company right away. It's really, really important. OK, I'll come as soon as I can. Oh yes, I'll be buying breakfast later. There are more than enough leftovers in the tea cabinet again from yesterday's meeting. I think I can postpone the renovation for today, which is not a bad thing. Mr. Meier is the head of my department in a large training company. Eight years ago, he was also my trainer for the communications electronics technician program. I'm glad I don't have to do a boring job like his; I much prefer taking care of the IT technology.
I quickly finish getting ready in the bathroom and just slip into a simple pair of jeans and a dark T-shirt, and then I'm ready to go. When I can't find the car key, I remember that I took the Golf to the garage for a check-up yesterday. Great! Now I have to take the tram, change trams and walk a kilometer. I decide to ride my bike instead.
(Others might have been annoyed, but not me, because I usually really enjoy going to work. We are a pretty young team, have a lot of fun, and, yes, Meier, my boss, is partly to thank for that.)
Well, I get my bike out of the cellar and off I go, I don't want to keep my boss waiting too long. Gosh, how can it be so warm so early in the morning? I think I could have done without a shower. It's a good thing that it's only about a kilometer downhill. When I reach the main road, I'm glad I'm on my bike – because at this time of day, there's no way you could get anywhere on it. And every driver is sitting alone in their metal shell again? With a slightly superior smile, I can overtake even the fastest luxury car.
After a quarter of an hour, I brake hard on the company premises. My long blonde hair is a bit disheveled from the drive and my leg muscles are painfully noticeable. Since I got the new car, I have become very comfortable, I have to admit, and? Rene! Are you coming soon? Meier is waiting in the yard! OK, quickly lock the bike to the stand, then I follow the boss to the office, watched by the numerous apprentices, who are probably having their break outside.
After the usual round of greetings with colleagues in the hallway, we sit in the boss's small meeting room. In front of me is a large aluminum foil plate with the most delicious sandwiches, and I have a large pot of coffee in my hand. That's how I like it. But now that I'm sitting directly across from my boss, I notice that he must have slept quite badly and also seems a bit unrefined, from the body odor. I don't know him like that at all!
“Okay, Mr. Schmidt. The fact that I'm not so fresh now is because I spent the night here. Oh, he's watching me closely, but after this meeting in the evening?” Meier's eyes are getting wet. ”Rene, I'll get right to the point, but first finish the roll so you don't choke afterwards. And I'll be in the bathroom.”
After 10 minutes and four more sandwiches in my stomach, the boss is back, visibly refreshed. “Short and sweet, Rene, brace yourself: our Rostock branch is closing. The training program will be moved to Berlin. Nothing will remain on this site; it is to be sold. The staff cannot be kept on. You can imagine how I feel telling you this? And, yes? You are the first employee to find out about this.?
Boom! Over! My brain goes blank. The boss looks at me with sad eyes. But we have only built all this up in the last few years and there has always been more than enough work, isn't there?
You're probably right, and I've fought a number of battles in the board and lost a lot of sleep to make everything so beautiful here. But those at the top of the company want more efficiency, you understand. We're too expensive for them. Full stop. Well, you could have found out all that at the staff meeting on Monday, but the real reason I called you is this: we still need you here in Rostock. One of the trainers is unavailable for health reasons. You're supposed to take over his group, and I don't know of anyone else I could quickly entrust with this task. Incidentally, two classes will remain in Rostock in the future and you are supposed to join them. You have often helped out in House 2, and you were always the best point of contact for work placements. Besides, the trainees have only ever said good things about you. So, here are your options: you will either have to leave, or you can accept the offer and stay. In that case, you will start your new job as an instructor at the House 2 branch tomorrow. The apprentices there need you! By the way, you will be able to meet me there again when everything is wrapped up here? I want to hear your decision in about a quarter of an hour. If you say no, I'll have to find a replacement today, won't I? Oh, and don't say a word to anyone about what you've learned from me, OK?
Even without the cup of coffee to drink to, my blood pressure would have gone up at the news, but now I'm already feeling a little uncomfortable. Shortly after the boss left me here alone to make a decision, I was actually ready for the new job. I urgently need the money, have become accustomed to the very good salary, the installments on the new car also need to be paid, and jobs in the region don't look that promising? I don't expect to have any problems with the subject matter, and I usually get along well with people. Plus, I'm only a few years older than most of the apprentices, so I can still put myself in their shoes. All in all, I can actually be happy with how things are going for me.
In the afternoon, I sit at my desk and familiarize myself with the current knowledge of my future apprentices. I am particularly interested in what I should teach them next and how I myself can handle it. With the freshly checked car, I have already picked up my things from the office that already feels old to me, and I have also bought a lot of paper to prepare for the training. I think it's all going to be fine, because there's nothing there that doesn't look familiar or that might cause any particular difficulties. I realize I'm already looking forward to tomorrow morning and the new task.
* * *
Phew, last night's sleep wasn't so restful, as I'm much too excited to lie quietly in bed. And I feel the urge to use the bathroom; my nervousness has now clearly reached my digestive system. I take extra care with my personal morning routine today – I want to make a good impression on my first day. My hair is a little long, if I am to believe the many well-intentioned suggestions of my “dear” But I like it that way and I'm even a little proud of this head of hair. They're just jealous. Besides, my ears don't stand out as much. I do think that I appear a little thin and my long legs reinforce a rather lanky image.
OK, things that require a lot of physical strength are not for me, and I'm better at dealing with confrontations verbally for self-protection reasons. But I would still like to have a slightly more muscular body, because the way I look now makes me look more like a teenager than a person of authority, which I will soon have to be. I think that when I'm standing among my apprentices, no one will believe that I could be the instructor. Then there's my oval, smooth face – totally baby-faced! If I didn't have what I consider to be a beautiful cock, would my self-confidence as a young man be permanently damaged?
Enough self-reflection, time to face the daily grind! I jump into my Golf and off I go. As the crow flies, it's less than a kilometer to work in the new industrial area, but since it's on the road it's a few more, so I prefer to get in the car. After five minutes of driving, the new building is already in sight and I very much hope to catch a free parking space.
Grabbed my bag, took a deep breath and then straight into my new working life. My friendly “good morning” in the hallway is only met with a nod. “Oh, the new guy? Go ahead and go into the meeting room, it's the open door on the left.” Again, my “good morning?” Again, no reaction? Are all of you grumpy in the morning? Everyone is gazing into their coffee cups as if hypnotized. Reading coffee grounds or what? I can already see the differences to my old workplace. “Do you know the latest?” Ah, so that's where the wind blows. After 15 minutes of listening to complaints about all the evils of life and especially about our lousy corporate headquarters, someone finally comes into the room to release me from this gloom. He is my new boss here, or rather my soon-to-be boss, as I learn, because his pension is already waiting, and his place will be taken by my very well-known and dear ex-boss. Well, and the fact that most colleagues only have temporary contracts and have to constantly hope that these will be extended is probably also a reason why there is not so much general cheerfulness here. It's a difficult situation at the moment, with everyone being asked to save money.
Now that I've been briefed and informed, I'm escorted to the battlefield. For me, this means being present in the computer room, right at the front door, where I can run away at any time. As we enter the room, the conversations fall silent and I realize that I'm being scanned with high resolution. After a moment, many friendly faces look at me? phew, the first test seems to have been passed well. My group consists of seventeen apprentices. Two of them are girls and one is still absent because he is at the doctor's. I first introduce myself, who I am and what I have done so far, then the same game is performed by my apprentices, but without the “so far”. I feel: yes, this could work and I will do well here and there is no indication of any interpersonal problems. So I quickly move on to the normal training activities. Everything is going well and looking promising until, at around ten, the door is opened after knocking and a blonde with tousled hair floats through the door into the room.
Then I suddenly hold my breath as friendly, open and brown eyes examine me and a voice that touches me in the deepest part of my soul announces, “Good morning. My name is Jan Gl?her. I was still at the doctor's.” A hunk of about 1.80m in height, wearing a sleeveless T-shirt, cut-off jeans and a figure like I've never seen before, smiles at me and completely throws me off balance. He goes to his workplace, and I am floating in other dimensions when I can see him from behind as well. This is not just a simple person? no, this is the embodiment of masculine and youthful beauty par excellence! I am immediately confused, no longer knowing what I am supposed to be doing here, what is happening around me. In short, I have completely lost control as an instructor! I have known for years that I react quite gayly to certain male stimuli, but in this particular case, I think all men and women get into trouble, no matter what sexual orientation they feel they belong to. This young man's charisma simply blows me away.
It is as if the general good has taken on human form, with no trace of suspicion or guile in the face and always ready to treat everyone with nothing but kindness and goodwill. I suddenly realize where I have seen such a figure before: carved in stone as David in Florence, created by Michelangelo. My amazement is only interrupted when I slowly come back to reality after being addressed repeatedly.
* * *