This is my first attempt at writing a story. Any feedback would be greatly appreciated. This story is about a sexual encounter. It is true. If it is illegal for you to read this type of material, or you are not of age, please leave now. If not, enjoy the story.
All in a Day's Work
I guess I should start at the beginning. To tell you a little about myself, I am 25 years old. I am not really out of the closet about my sexuality, but I don't really care what people speculate about me. I consider my looks to be pretty average. I am 6'0", 195 pounds, with short brown hair and hazel-brown eyes. I work as a manager of a restaurant. The job itself is OK, and I enjoy that kind of work. It can be very frustrating at times though. There are so many HOT guys that work there.
It's a very odd environment. Just about everyone there has slept with one person or another. Being in management I try to stay out of all that and keep to myself. I mean I am friends with a lot of the people I work with, but usually try and keep it on a professional level. But over the last few months, its really been anything but professional.
It all started in December. For whatever reason, we were open fairly late the night before Christmas. It was VERY slow. Just like it is every year. At about 9:00 pm I had sent everyone home except for me and one cook, Zach. Zach is 21 and very good looking. 6'2'', 175 pounds, with sandy blond hair and blue-green eyes. There were times I wondered if Zach was straight or bi. I mean he is the president of his fraternity, always out looking for a girl to hook-up with at the bars, and spends a lot of his free time at the gym. I'm sure I am the only person who has ever wondered if he was less than straight. But Zach had always seemed to take a liking to me. He always wanted to know if I wanted to hang out with him sometime or just the two of us go out and get drunk. He even asked if I wanted to go on vacation with him to the beach. I thought it was a little weird because I am his boss and not really one of his friends.
Anyway, Zach and I were the only one's left in the restaurant. As I said, it had been pretty dead in there. We spent the night basically sitting at the inside bar, watching the TV and talking. One big NO-NO in our company is drinking. Not even when we are closed. At about 7:15, Zach asked if it would be OK if he made himself a drink. My first answer was no, but after a lot of begging and convincing me that he would keep his mouth shut about it, I told him he could go back there and make whatever he wanted. He started pouring a LOT of captain morgan into a glass with just a little bit of coke on the top. I was amazed at how fast he drank it. By 7:30, he was making himself another. We were just sitting there bored and chatting when he told me he wanted to ask me something. I got really nervous. I know people at my job have questioned if I am straight or gay, but none ask. Almost instantly my heart jumped through my chest. I just knew what he was going to ask me. Then it happened just like I thought it would. He asked me if I was gay. I was really nervous. I didn't know what to say.
So all I said was, "Would it matter if I was"?
He said, "Not really".
So I responded, "Then it doesn't really matter".
Zach went back to drinking and I just sat there shocked. We kept having small talk and bullshitting like guys do. Finally at 9:00, I locked the doors. I was so glad no one had come in at all. I figured Zach would be ready to get out of there. I went back to the bar and he was fixing himself another drink, and two shots. He asked if I was in a rush to leave. So I told him we could chill there for a while if he wanted. By 10:00, he was totally drunk. I wish I could tell you how totally hot he really is. His sandy blond hair is not really long and always has that messed up look. His face is just perfect and his body is so beautiful. I had turned off the lights inside and out, and just had the TV on so we could see. I didn't want anyone driving up or thinking someone was still in the building.
So now I had been drinking for an hour and he had been drinking for a while. Our conversation now was mostly about him. He was just chatting a mile a minute. I was starting to believe that nothing more would happen than just talking. He started talking about an accident he was in a few years earlier and how he spent some time in the hospital. Not certain why I asked him this, but I wanted to know if he had any scars from it. He told me No, but had one from an operation a few years earlier. No sooner was he saying that, than he stood up in front of me and lifted his shirt up really high, and pulled the front of his loose fitting chef pants down. I almost got an instant hard-on. I couldn't believe he was showing me this. His stomach was perfect. He had six pack abs and literally pulled the chef pants down to where all his blond pubes where right there and about an inch of his cock was showing. His pubes were trimmed really short and it was the only hair I saw on his body other than on his head. He also was very tan for it being December. I knew he went tanning, but apparently did that nude.
He started to point at the scar. It almost looked like a scratch and nothing else. It was right where his pubic hair started. I couldn't believe he was showing me this. But I was more interested in looking at his cock. As I said, only saw about an inch of the base and it looked very thick. I didn't know what to do or say. He had a huge grin on his face.
He took his hand and ran it through his pubes and said, "I need another trim"
I just laughed a little and said, "I didn't know that guys trimmed up"
He told me he likes to keep it short and the balls shaved. Again, I gave a nervous laugh and he asked me if I thought it was cool. I told him I shaved my balls once to but it itched too much and I never tried it again. He told me you get use to it and he always keeps them shaved. The next thing he did, blew my mind. He reached in his chef pants and pulled his balls out. They were HUGE. I couldn't believe it. There was his whole dick and balls right there almost in my face. He started talking about how his ex-girlfriend use to love to suck on them. He had to have been at least 6 inches soft. He was just pulling on his sack and talking about her. I couldn't stop staring and he was starting to get hard. I leaned forward just a little. He started to laugh and asked if I thought he was big. By the time he was fully hard, he was about 8.5 inches. Not as thick as I thought it would be, but it was totally perfect.
I told him I thought it was and he had pretty big balls too. There was this awkward silence. He just was pulling on his dick a little. I leaned forward more and flicked the end of his dick with my tongue. He leaned back and just shut his eyes. I couldn't believe what was happening. This guy who was like a god was standing there, cock out, and I was about to suck it. I slowly ran my tongue over the head of his dick. I opened my mouth a little and took the head in nice and slow. I was determined to give him the best blowjob he had ever had.
I started slowly and gradually worked up to a faster pace with a lot more sucking action. I could tell by the looks on his face and the light moans he was making that he was really enjoying it. After about 5 minutes, I stopped sucking him and worked my way down to his balls. I took them both into my mouth and rolled them around with my tongue. He was totally loving it. I didn't know what to do next. I wanted so bad to suck his cock again but I had an even better idea. I didn't know what he would do.
I started to lick under his balls. He was just moaning and loving it. I was flicking my tongue really hard on his taint, making sure that just a few times, I "accidentally" ran it over his hole. Every time I did, he moaned really load. I worked my way down further till I was just completely eating his ass out. He was loving it. I reached my hand around and grabbed his dick.
He was so hard. I just very lightly jerked him off while I ate his ass. I didn't want him to cum anyplace but my mouth so after a good 5 minutes of eating his ass, I came back around and really started to work his dick. He was so fucking hard. I knew he loved it because he kept very gently running his hands through my hair. I took his entire dick down my throat. I could feel the head sliding in and out the back of my throat. I knew he couldn't hold out much more.
He stopped running his hand in my hair and firmly held the sides of my head and really started to buck back and forth. I knew he was about to shoot his hot cum right down my throat. After about a minute of really pumping my throat, he started to cum. He had to have unloaded more cum than I could have ever imagined. After a good 3 - 4 huge squirts down my throat, he pulled back enough so just the head was in my mouth and he unloaded the rest there. I just kept swallowing so I wouldn't drown. It was the greatest tasting cum I had ever had.
Afterwards, I was very nervous about what had just happened. He was really cool about it. I suggested we get out of there because it was getting late. He thanked me and told me that no one had ever sucked his dick like that before and he couldn't believe how great it was. He smiled and said I must have had some practice and I just laughed. He asked if I liked rimming him and I told him it was awesome. He told me that was the first time he had his salad tossed and he loved it almost as much as the blowjob. We chatted there for about 15 more minutes than we left. I learned that was his first time doing anything with a guy but he had thought about it a lot. I was very glad I was his first.
When we got outside and were headed to our cars, he yelled over that he would see me in a few days and to still think about maybe going to the beach with him for a few days.
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