Dean and David: A True Story Part 2
(As told to Keith Hernandez)
The next night, Sunday, I had to work at the burger stand with David again. I wasn't a nervous wreck but I was sure anxious about having to face him after sucking him off the night before. Would anyone know what I did? Would he have told anyone and gossip spread? Would it get back to my dad? I was expecting the worst and on top of that, I just had a hard time facing David. I felt so ashamed of what I had done and expected him to have a very low opinion of me, a cock sucker. The night before, I laid in bed belittling myself for what I had done, but at the same time I could not stop the images of David's handsome cock flashing through my mind, I could not block out how wonderful his cock felt in my mouth as I bobbed up and down on the shaft. I could not forget the feeling of satisfaction that I made him feel so good. I didn't actually try to avoid David at work that night, but instead just acted real busy so I didn't have to talk to him. He acted as if nothing different had happened.
As the shift wore on, I realized the only one acting weird was me. Everyone was doing their jobs and being nice... no one knew. No one knew that I had sucked a dick. David had not told anyone. And it just goes to show how naive I was to worldly ways. The shift ended at nine and David made a point to corner me and let me know he appreciated how hard I worked that evening. He hoped I was okay and if I wanted to talk to call him and he gave me his phone number.
I left that night feeling 100% better. The aura of shame still hung around me but at least I knew I still had my friend and that he thought no less of me. I didn't have to work again until Wednesday night when I would be alone with David as we closed down and cleaned the kitchen and floors. And every night I laid in bed and thought about high school boys in showers, seeing David's big dick standing erect, and me going down on him. What was going on with me?
The next two days, working with my dad on our farm helped me calm down a lot. It was the beginning of summer and hot. I had a chance to think about how good David had been to me during my training at the store, how he engaged me in conversation, and was genuinely interested in me. I was small, skinny, and smart... anyone of those attributes in my high school could get a boy picked on. But David liked me and I thought it seemed genuine. And I started to like him too.
Wednesday afternoon came quickly and I was at work on time. David arrived about the same time as me and we started our regular routine supporting the staff that was there and helping to hand off responsibilities to the evening crew that would come in soon. We were talking again, more like normal and it felt good. I felt like maybe we could put this whole cock sucking event behind us as a lesson learned. I cherished David's friendship far more than getting to suck his dick and I didn't want anything coming between us again. The thought of losing him scared me and yet there was the lingering thought that haunted me... "Was he just playing me? Was I really his friend or was I just a kid he could manipulate?" But then something happened that night that changed my whole perspective.
The owner, Mr. Miller, came into the kitchen just as David asked me to go back to our walk-in freezer to pick up ten pounds of frozen hamburger to thaw for the next day. I had to go wheezer for the last half hour and so on the way I popped into the employee restroom. I did my thing and while there I realized I had forgot the wire basket we use to carry all these one-pound blocks of frozen hamburger out to the kitchen. I head back to grab the basket when I hear Mr. Miller. "So, David... How's the new boy doing?"
I was the new boy he was talking about. "He's doing great. He's a hard worker, the crew like him and he is so nice to customers when he has to fill in at the counter. He does what I tell him. I like him. He's a good kid."
I can't tell you what I was thinking then except that I should get the heck out of Dodge. I turned around and got to the freezer and carried as many frozen hamburger blocks as I could carry. Mr. Miller was gone by then but I looked at David in a whole new light. Even though I had goofed up some while training, this guy was on my side and I decided right then I can't let him down. I would do whatever he wanted me to do.
The rest of the week unfolded and I warmed back up to David, especially after what he said to Mr. Miller. Every night I would lay in my bed thinking about David and his big hard cock and how good it felt in my mouth. But then in the next thought I would be fighting off a wave of guilt for thinking such thoughts. "I'm not gay...I'm not gay" I kept telling myself. But I was wondering what would happen Saturday when we closed.
Saturday night finally rolled around. After the last pot was put away, David said, "Hey man, If you don't have plans, want to go cruising and have a beer?" I knew in my heart of hearts I should say no, but it came as no surprise that a "Sure!" popped out of my mouth. My mind immediately began to race as to what might happen tonight.
Was last Saturday just a freak occurrence, not to be repeated? David locked up and set the alarm and we headed for his car, leaving my old beater of a pickup sitting in the parking lot. We cruised out of the parking lot and David asked. "Do you know of any good places to just pull in and park for a while?"
I knew then what was going to happen and my pulse quickened. We were going parking. Well, as a young guy who always thought of himself as straight, I had thought of places on my dad's farm where I could take a girl for privacy. I gave David directions that would take him to my home. A few minutes into our drive, I felt a hand on my leg and it began to rub up and down my thigh very slowly. I immediately went hard. It felt so incredible. Such a simple act had every nerve ending in me alive. I started to sweat but it didn't stop me from what I knew I wanted to do. I put my hand on David's thigh and began to rub him too.
About a mile before my dad's farm, I told David to take a right turn on to a back country road that would take us to one of our back fields. We had a forty-acre hay field tucked in a wood lot with access only along a narrow lane. I showed David where to pull off and I jumped out and retrieved a hidden key that unlocked a chain that closed off the driveway into our field. We kept it chained so people could not drive up there at night and dump old mattresses and furniture. David drove in and I put the chain back up. We started up the dirt drive. "Where are you taking me, Dean?" David asked with a mix of humor and concern.
"You wanted some place to park for a while... no one will bother us here." I replied with an obvious quiver in my voice.
We rounded a curve and pulled off the trail. Even if someone was looking up the drive, we would not be visible. David parked and we started to talk. We talked about nothing actually. David put his hand back on my thigh. I did the same to him and we began to slowly stimulate each other. I don't know why I got so brave but I reached up and pressed against David's crotch. He was hard as steel. I rubbed his stiff cock for a few seconds before he spoke. "Pull your seat forward all the way and then lean the seat forward as you get out."
I did what he asked not knowing what in the world he had up his sleeve. David walked around behind the car and opened the back passenger's door and slipped into the rear seat. As he sat there, he gripped my wrist and pulled me in, maneuvering me on to the floor in front of him on my knees. There was a surprising amount of space and I was not a big guy and so I fit.
But the position was very humbling. Here I was on my knees before my boss. His legs were spread wide and I was between them looking up into his eyes. It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what was going to happen next. David undid his belt, unsnapped his pants, and raising up his hips slid his pants and boxers down to his calves.
There it was. The object of my lust was raging hard and standing at attention. I could only stare in adoration at the beauty of his manhood and his lush thick black pubes. His shaft was rigid and the head swollen well beyond the shaft. Seven inches of sheer beauty stood calling to me. David gripped the base of his rod and waved it side to side. I watched it sway back and forth and I'm sure it was not lost on David that I was in love with his cock. He stopped and leaned his big dick in my direction... toward my mouth. In his soft gentle voice David spoke. "Kiss it, Dean... kiss my dick."
I looked up at David and saw the desire in his eyes, even in the low moonlight. I leaned forward and kissed the head. Precum was already leaking and I felt a string stretch between his piss slit and my lips. I leaned back and looked at David. It was ever so small, but I saw the slight nod of his head, indicating what he wanted me to do. My gaze was fixed again on David's thick shaft and broad blunt cock head. He wasn't going to coerce me to suck this time. He wanted me to suck him of my own free will. I kept looking at his big cock, full of lust but scared to death of being a faggot. The excuse I was using was that the first time I sucked cock, I was forced. Now there would be no excuse. I would do it because I wanted to.
I took hold of David's cock. It was the first time I had really gripped another man's cock and an erect one at that. I could feel its heat and how it throbbed with energy. A bead of precum was forming on the head. I leaned forward, knowing that I was about to cross a bridge that I would never be able to come back across. I, without being forced, took David's cock into my mouth and began to suck him. Immediately I was transported into a land where I wanted to be. His cock felt so good in my mouth. The loud moan of satisfaction told me that David was pleased. I began to work up and down his rod with what little skill I had, but it was enough to make my buddy squirm. My lips tightened around the circumference of his rod and I pressed down the length of his shaft. The head squeezed into the back of my throat as my tongue massaged the underside of his cock. It felt so perfect in my mouth that I shoved every thought of being a faggot cock sucker out of my mind. I reached up and began to fondle David's large scrotum.
That got an instant groan and throb from his cock. I kept working up and down his dick with loving attention, making sure I delivered as many good feelings as I could. Up and down, up and down. The feeling was incredible. I was connected with a real man in a real and intimate way.
"Take your pants down, Dean!" David whispered loudly. "I want you to jack while you suck me."
I pulled off David's cock and quickly undid my pants. In a flash they and my shorts were down at my knees and my little five and half inch spike was free. I was back on David's cock like a goose on a June bug and started sucking as I began to pleasure myself. The excitement of the moment did not take long to bring me to the edge. Having the most beautiful cock I had ever seen in my mouth was getting to me. But besides that, it was the cock of a guy who liked me and was looking out for me. I kept working up and down the shaft while I edged my cock. I was so close so I had to pace myself.
Then I heard it, a strange whimper as David's cock grew even more firm. I knew it was coming. I braced myself for my second mouthful of cum..and there it came. David blasted out the first wad and the powerful flavor of his cum filled my senses. I stayed glued to his erupting fountain and bobbed gently as he filled my mouth with his seed.
The sensations of the moment got to me and pushed me over the edge. Still with a mouthful of cum, my own orgasm claimed me. I blasted out a powerful shot right into David's pants and boxers. I had never felt such pleasure. The intensity of my climax was so great I didn't now what happened. Feeling David's cock in my mouth as I blew my load had heightened my climax to a level I never knew existed. David's body was rigid as his cock throbbed and shot. My own hand flew up and down my pecker as a flood of jizz shot out of my loins. We peaked together. All too soon sanity returned to us both. I laid my head on his thigh as we both went limp.
I looked up at David and spoke. "Wow... I never came like that before." He reached down and took my arm to pull me up. With my pants still down around my knees I slipped on to David's bare lap as he pulled me in tight against his chest. I nestled my face down into his neck as he wrapped his arms around me and held me tight. He is so much bigger than me that I felt like a little boy in my dad's arms. I reached up and began to rub his shoulder as he gently rubbed my bicep. There were no more words. I don' t know how long we sat there embracing but it was peaceful and serene as we listened to crickets and night birds out in the hay field. We probably rested a half hour before the night air began to chill us. I didn't want to move.
"We should probably get going, Dean." David finally spoke. I stirred but not willing to break the embrace that I was in. For the first time ever, I felt warm and safe and desired. But he was right and I finally sat up and climbed out of the back seat. I pulled up my underwear, hoping that David would not see how little my dick got after I came. Likewise, David pulled up his boxers and pants and commented on the cold spot he could feel in his underwear. I apologized and promised to catch it next time. It dawned on us both just what I had said. Without doing it on purpose, I implied there would be a next time. I let us back out through the chain gate and we drove quietly back to get my truck.
"I like that place, Dean. It was so peaceful and quiet and secluded. And with the chain across the lane, it made it feel so secure that no one would stumble on us."
"I thought you would enjoy it there. Last year when I was fantasizing about meeting a girl in college, I wanted to have a place we could go to be alone. This was the first place I thought of."
That was pretty much all that was said. I was in my own world of thought and I guess David knew that he should just let me be. He knew this was all new to me and I was struggling with how I felt. Excitement, desire, guilt, and shame all took their place front and center in my brain. My emotions would swing from irrational to almost numb. I was an emotional mess on the inside but I would look at David and see how calmly and confidently he handled everything we did. I needed to be more like him. I was ashamed I sucked cock but I loved doing it. What was going on with me? Thank goodness David held me for so long after we had climaxed together. That made all the difference in the world because I knew I had a friend.
Over the next several weeks we repeated our Saturday night ritual. David and I would get off work and we would drive out to our hay field rendezvous. We began to add a little bit of foreplay and extra stimulation but we would always end up with me sucking David off while I jacked off. Then he'd hold me in his arms and we would talk about stuff. We were growing more and more fond of each other. Then one Saturday night after we had both drained our balls, David made a suggestion.
"Dean, my folks are going to be away next weekend. Would you like to spend Saturday night with me at my house?"
There was no hesitation..."Yes!"
---------------------------------------------- Author Note: This story was told to me by a reader who said one of my stories reminded him of his real-life experiences.
Please check out my other stories: "Turned Out By Big Scott" and "Mark Made Me A Bottom" (Gay/Authoritarian) "No Longer Straight" (Transgender/High School)
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