The warehouse was pretty warm anyway, but when the air conditioning, such that it was, broke down....the place became an oven. Shirts came off...and so did pants....guys were working in their underwear..and started showing up to work in boxers rather then brandish their goodies in jockey shorts. But there were a few who continued to wear the bikinis or jockeys..so everyone got an eyeful. Morris, the owner, didn't seem to mind...in fact he commented on various butts and baskets from time to time. But everyone knew he was gay....or bi..as he claimed. A few employees had even attested to getting their jobs or raises by appealing to his taste for men. And every summer the place's staff enlarged to make use of the increased summer job manpower that was available. Since they shipped patio furniture, among other summer type of products, it all fit. Even the front office personnel were sweating......despite their boxer shorts being all they wore. And the air conditioning people just couldn't seem to get the damn thing working for more then an hour or so. Even before that problem occured, after hour activities abounded. Kenny, one of the students who had joined the staff got his taste one night as he and three others were working on overtime. Stacking boxes, shipping and packing wasn't especially hard work..but it was steady activity..the kind that makes you sweat as if you were lifting heavy weights. And the muggy nights of the delta made it worse......Kenny gladly peeled off every layer he could so he could endure it. Mr. Simmons said that as soon as they got done, it would be time for his initiation..Kenny laughed. Word done, Simmons brought out the beer and all lay around the piles of packing drinking and talking. "guess it's time fellas" Simmons announced. Three of the guys moved towards Kenny. "Just enjoy it, Kenny" Simmons said. Kenny started to get up thinking they were going to rough house..but instead the three touched, massaged, kissed and licked him....his shorts were soon taken off and he was being sucked and ass eaten. Kenny didn't know if he were gay, bi or straight...he did know he wasn't having any sex on campus and there all of a sudden he was being treated to every sensation he had ever fantasized about. Even the cock that moved into his mouth..tasted good..he sucked like a baby on a tit. The pain of his first buttfuck was even endurable by that time..he was so turned on. And as Simmons stroked the insides of his bowels, Kenny knew it would be one hell of a summer. "There now, that wasn't so bad was it?" The air conditioning broke down and Kenny was one of the staff that continued to wear his jockey shorts....and as sweat made them transparent, he knew all could see what he wanted them to see. And much more important, they knew he wanted them to see as well. Daytimes they worked hard..sweat lots.... Lunch times they ate cock and butt. Afternoons got even hotter and sweatier..and there was no overtime..but many staff stayed around there nights....just to enjoy all that was to be had. Finally, the air conditioning seemed to work. Relunctantly, shorts got put back on over underwear...even bare chests were hidden by tank tops. Lunch time got more boring...although some staff members seemed to disappear for an hour or so. And late nights? Well, after six o'clock, the air conditioning turned off automatically. And Kenny ususally stuck around. So did Mark, Mavis, sometimes Mr. Simmons and even Morris would check in to see how his boys were doing. It was the best summer job Kenny ever had. And the boys he met after he returned to campus agreed it was the most educational summer anyone ever seemed to have experienced.