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Sammy Comes Out
By
Wolf
I graduated high school, a virgin as innocent as a five- year-old and had to get a job. I got a job working in a brass foundry. The major product was brass outdoor water faucets, and a large part of the laborers were Mexican illegals. They would get picked up on weekends and miss work on Mondays but would show up at work on Tuesday. The Caucasians that worked in the foundry frightened me the first few months working there because they were big and foul mouthed.
The other thing about a foundry is that sand is used in the casting process over and over and gets sticky and black. The back sand clings to everything. I would scrub my body for a long time at night and still feel dirty. After I worked there for several months, I bought my first car. It was an old Toyota That needed a lot of work. There was a guy at work that befriended me and offered to help me work on the car.
Martin was about four years older than me, and he was a little taller than me. Over several months we became pretty good friends. He even invited me to move in with him and share living expenses. It was a two-bedroom old bungalow that was one plumbing disaster away from being condemned. We worked on our cars in the backyard. One weekend we drank enough beer to get pretty-drunk. That evening we crashed on the living room floor. It started innocently enough, just a drunken wrestling match on the floor. We worked up a sweat and we stripped down to our underwear. It was fun but suddenly it changed, he got me in a submissive hold and he managed to pull my cock out of my boxer shorts and he started sucking on my cock.
No one had ever done anything like that to me before. I froze and stopped resisting. He sucked my cock until I squirted cum into his mouth and he swallowed me cum and continued sucking my cock for several minutes.
I lay there thinking about what had just happened. I should have been angry with him for taking advantage of me like that, but it had felt so exciting and I was so relaxed after it was over. I was laying there smelling his sweaty body and it was erotic. I looked down and saw that his cock was sticking out of the fly of his shorts. It looked a lot like my own but possibly a little bigger. I couldn't help wondering what his cock would taste like.
Martin commented: "If a guy is nice enough to suck you off, you should be man enough to return the favor."
I thought about his statement for a moment, and turned around and took hold of his cock. It felt warm and the flesh was soft with a stiff inner core. I smelled his cock before I started licking it. I eventually took his cock into my mouth and started sucking on it like he had done to me. When he came in my mouth, he held the back of my Head to make sure I swallowed his warm cum. we fell asleep on the floor. Sometime in the early morning hours the hard floor woke me up.
Martin was still asleep and facing me. The snaps on his boxers were unfastened and his shorts were open and cock was laying limply on the crease between his body and his leg. His scrotum was laying on his thigh and looked like it was sticky. I watched him breathe for a moment, and his eyes opened and looked at me. I wondered if my breath smelled as bad as his and there was that beer smelled almost as bad as his breath.
I sat up and my temples started throbbing and I felt dizzy when I tried to stand up, I had to grab my boxers because the fly was open. I made my way to the bathroom and I lifted the toilet seat and relieved myself before I brushed my teeth. I was dehydrated and drank two glasses of water. Martin entered the bathroom and headed straight for the toilet to relieve his bladder. I was sure his mouth felt as shitty as my head and my head was throbbing.
There was an uncomfortable feeling because neither of us was sure how we were going to react after having sucked each other's cocks. We were not sure what to say to each other. He asked: "Are you up for egg, toast, and coffee?"
I wasn't sure I would be able to keep down greasy eggs but figured it would be better than on an empty stomach. We went to the kitchen and while Martin started frying the eggs, he told me: "Sam, start the coffee and the toast. I got busy and didn't think about what had happened until we sat down to eat. After all, we were only wearing cotton boxer shorts and the thin material allowed me to feel the wooden seat of the chair. When we were finished eating neither of us felt like smelling greasy and soapy dishes. We opted to use the dishwasher.
I asked: "Shouldn't we get dressed?"
Martin said: "I was hoping you would feel like having sex with me again?"
I admitted: "I have never done anything like that before! I'm not sure if I want to do that again!"
Martin said: "While you make up your mind, I will sit in the living room recliner and flog the log!"
I was embarrassed but couldn't help watching him. I eventually knelt by his hair and took hold of his cock and masturbated him almost to orgasm before I took it into my mouth and I sucked him. We spent the weekend naked and sucking each other whenever we felt the desire. The following week when be got ready for bed he invited me to sleep with him and sucked each other off. In fact we sucked cock every night for several weeks.
One weekend while we were sucking each other's cock at the same time with me on top, Martin stuck his finger up my asshole while he was sucking my cock. It shocked me and I came in his mouth quickly. So, I stuck my finger into his asshole as well. I was rewarded with a mouth full of cum. After we talked about it, I agreed to let him introduce me to anal sex. He did everything he could to prepare me. It still hurt like hell. If I strained like I was shitting it didn't hurt as much but the moment I relaxed the pain was intense. He kept assuring me that it would get easier. After he finished, he assumed the missionary position and allowed me to fuck him. He was jacking off while I fucked him. I replaced his hand with my own and masturbated him until he squirted cum all over his belly. Anai sex became a nightly thing between us.
One evening while we were having dinner at a restaurant, he told me that we were invited to a party that weekend. I asked who was going to be there, and he told me that it was going to be mostly some of the guys from work. When we got home from work, we showered carefully because we didn't want any grime under our fingernails. Martin insisted that we go commando. We just put on sports shirts not tucked in and thin gray slacks without underwear and shoes and socks. Martin drove us to a hill top location where the house looked down on all-of the neighbors.
He parked the car on the hill and we walked a couple of hundred feet to the house. When Martin rang the doorbell, it took a minute or so before the door opened, it was our plant manager. He looked so different from work. He was about 5' 7" tall and weighed at least 250 pounds. He was wearing a Hawaiian floral print silk sports shirt. His man tits were very notable and his big round belly made the shirt stick out like the smoke on a pregnant woman. From what I could see of his shorts, they were tan silk. He welcomed Martin with a hug and a kiss. He greeted me the same way.
He led us through the house to the bonus room leading to the patio and the backyard. I didn't count the number of men that were there, but among them were a half dozen of the guys from work. These were the same guys that I had been intimidated by the first few weeks. They were all cleaned up nicely and wearing sports clothes. I was handed a cold beer right away. The music was not what I would have expected from these guys. I would have expected heavy metal or country. I sure would no't have expected easy listening to dance music. They were standing around talking and drinking. A few couples were slow dancing.
I drew a lot of attention because I was new to the group. All of them approached me and talked to me. They all wanted to know all about me and who brought me. I didn't have to look for beer, someone was always handing me a fresh old one. I found Martin talking to our boss and joined their conversation. While we were talking, I happened to look around and noticed guys were kissing and undressing each other. Our boss unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it open to expose his big belly and those man tits. I thought it was funny that his nipples were as plump as any woman's nipples. Martin stood there and bent over to take his right nipple into his mouth and sucked on the nipple like a baby. While he was doing that our boss was unfastening his shorts and let them fall only to step out of them. His belly shadowed his crotch. His thick cock was about five inches long but his scrotum wedged between his thick thighs looked like a pink softball. When the boss placed his hand on Martin's head, he went to his knees in front of our boss and clung to his hips while he sucked his cock. Our boss's belly was resting on top of Martin's head. Our boss pulled me into his arms and kissed me with tongue while he felt my chest.
I couldn't resist finding out what it was like suck on man tits. There was hair ringing his areolas that got into my mouth. Our boss unfastened my pants and let them drop. He was pleased that I was a commando and started jerking me off.
I was led to the center of the room and was placed face down over a large leather covered ottoman. One-by-one each- and every male there took their turn fucking my ass and they all came back later to have me suck their cock while I was being fucked. By the time they were finished cum was flowing from my asshole. I was helped to the bathroom where I was allowed to empty my bowels, while the tub was filled with warm water.
The following Monday when we got to work coffee was waiting for me and I was a full-fledged member of the old boys club.
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