Adult Friends, oral, anal, M/M
Author's Note:
This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of sex between consenting adult males... If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it.
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Working With Mat
By
Wolf
The first day I went to work for the Central Valley Project to deliver water from northern California to southern California I was in the project engineering branch. When I was introduced to the staff as a draftsman. I was assigned a table in the drafting pool. There was one of the administrative analysts in the office next to the window that I was to become friends with.
His name was Matthew but was called Mat. He had dark hair with a handsome face. His good looks were complimented by a good body. He could have been a fine athlete had he has been so inclined. Instead, he became an academic. Something I was not suited for.
I had been less than an adequate student. I was built like a fireplug growing up and only found something that I was suited for when I discovered that I was built to be defensive lineman on the football field. I learned that I was quick and strong enough to defeat offensive linemen, to get at the quarterback or bust up plays before they could develop. My only other shill was as an artist and draftsman. When I joined the Navy, I was eventually assigned to admiral staff as a draftsman. When I got discharged from active duty I eventually got married with couple of children. Before I was hired for the Central Valley Project.
Mat was openly gay with a non-confrontational or threatening personality. The Project Engineering Branch personnel respected his ability to edit their reports and turn them into acceptable documents. Because of his personality, all of the gays in the office respected him. During coffee breaks, all of the gays would congregate at whatever table Mat sat at.
After I became friends with him, I never discussed what kind of sex he engaged in. I just figured that it wasn't any of my business. I was impressed with his ability but unaware that he was intimidate by my physical appearance.
It took several days before we talked to each other long enough for me to learn about his impression of me. He admitted that he had been reluctant to talk to me because he assumed that I was a redneck homophobic ex-football player. He seemed to think that I might physically assault him.
He even helped me go back to college to get a degree so that I could become an analyst. While I was earning my degree, he even taught me how to use the periodical section in the campus library basement. Late one evening we were in the basement and we almost had the place to ourselves. We were in the back looking through the stacks of newspapers for additional articles when Mat reached around me and placed his hand on my crotch.
I had not masturbated or sucked a boy's cock since I was a youngster, and his gesture startled me. I didn't stop him though. I looked down the aisle quickly to see if there was anyone that could see what he was doing. He pulled down my zipper and pulled my cock and balls out of my underwear. He knelt before me and took my cock into his mouth and held my balls as he sucked me until I came in his mouth. As soon as he finished, I stuffed my junk back into my pants and pulled up the zipper. I didn't know what to say as we returned to the tables where the computers and microfiche were. We finished what we needed to do without much of a conversation.
When I needed to study for finals and write papers my wife took the children to her mother's, for the weekend so that I could spend he time in the library.
At the end of the spring quarter, Mat and I were planning on spending the weekend preparing me for another paper. We did the prep work at the library before he drove me to his home.
I would have expected the house to be a little cluttered because he was a Batcheler but his home was spotless. I had to relieve my bladder and while I was relieving myself, I was struck by the fact that even the counter on the sink was neatly arranged. When I joined him in the family room, we sat on the couch and I complimented him on how neat his house was.
Mat thanked me and he prepared old-fashioned glasses with Seven and 7 over the rocks. As he handed me a glass, he asked me if it had disturbed me when he gave me a blowjob that evening in the library.
I told him: "It did shock me. I paused before adding, when I was a youngster between the ages of 8 and 11, I had sucked a few friend's cocks. The last time was because the teenager came in my mouth."
When I had fished my statement, Mat leaned close and kissed me on the mouth. Being kissed by a man was something I was not accustomed to. I quit kissing both of my parents when I started school. I had one aunt that was four years older than me and she wanted me to call her Aunt Nell and was always kissing me coming and going. I punched her in the stomach every time she tried to kiss me."
Mat proceeded to start unfastening my pants again and pulled my Hanes tidy whites down under my balls. That was when he found out that even though I was a blond and my body hair was blond and pubic hair was strawberry pink. My pubic hair was all that was left of the red hair from my youth.
This time when he commented on the fact that my scrotum was the size of a softball. I explained that when I was about 12-years-old I was riding my bicycle home from the movie theater late at night and ran into a curb that tossed me onto the gooseneck of the handlebars and my crotch was smashed against the gooseneck. I passed blood for three days. I had a hydro cell form in my scrotum that filled my scrotum with water.
Mat proceeded to masturbate me while he licked my balls. He eventually started sucking my cock until I came in his mouth again.
While I sat there recovering, I felt obligated to give him a blowjob as well. I wondered if it would be any different than it was when I was a youngster. I reached over and placed my hand on his crotch and gave his cock a gentle squeeze.
Mat assured me that he didn't give me a blowjob, expecting me to return the favor. I told him that I was okay with it. I just haven't done this since I was 11-yer-old, and began to open his pants. I found that he was wearing silk boxer shorts. They were held up by two snaps. When I got his balls and cock out, I was impressed by the size of his cock. It wasn't any thicker than most of the cocks I had seen but it was at least seven=inches long. He was cut and the head was hab nice mushroom shape that reminded me of the helmet that French firemen wear. His body smelled of his cologne and soap but his crotch had a manly smell. I wrapped my hand around the warm flesh of his cock. I licked the head of his cock to find out if it tasted like what I remembered they tasted like. It tasted familiar and I took his cock into my mouth and bobbed my head up and down until he came in my mouth. This time I swallowed it rather than spitting it out like I had the last time. We talked about how I felt about it for a while.
Mat eventually stood up and pulled me to my feet and led me to his bedroom. Again, I was impressed with his modern bedroom. Everything was in its place. Mat proceeded to remove his clothes and hanging them on a valet and place his shoes side by side in front of the valet. While I was taking off my own clothes, I couldn't help admire his body.
He wasn't muscular but he was not overweight. His body hair was dark but he wasn't excessively hairy. Standing there in front of me I saw that his scrotum hung like a rubbery sack with two marbles in it. Only the left one was heavier than the right one. After he had first removed his clothes, his cock hung limply over his scrotum but when he saw me undress his cock began to stiffen and elevate until his cock was sticking straight out, pointing at me like an accusing finger!
We lay on top of the bed and we lay next to each other and masturbated each other. Before neither of us had an orgasm, Mat wanted me to fuck him. He was able to bring his legs up and rest his armpit on the backs of his knees. That elevated his butt up and his asshole was open as I knelt close to his ass. I guided my cock to his hole and eased it in. While I was fucking his ass, I took hold of his cock and masturbated him until he squirted his cum all over his belly and a few drops landed on his face. When I was ready to cum, I pulled out and squirted my load all over his cock and balls. Both of us needed to rest after that.
When Mat was ready, he wanted to know if he could breed me. He told me that if I relaxed it would be close to the same feeling when I receive a sigmoidostomy. I had endured the prosses recently and it wasn't that bad, so I agreed to let him do it to me. I lay on my back and Mat took hold of my ankles and placed mt heels against his chest. He used KY jelly to grease up my asshole before he guided his cock to my asshole.
I had to continually strain like I was taking a dump because when I relaxed it hurt like hell. One he managed to shove all of his cock into my asshole and I felt his body pressing against my butt he started fucking me. He commented that my asshole was one of the tightest he had ever fucked. I was forced to grunt every time he thrust deep into my bowel. When he was ready, he pulled out and squirted his load all over my belly and rubbed it into my skin.
A new world was opened up that weekend. By the time I went home my asshole felt empty without cock in it.
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