The summer after I graduated high school I got a job washing dishes in a restaurant. It was a boring, dead end job but the food was good and the chef was really cool.
He was in his late twenties and really well built, like a quarterback. He had a wicked sense of humour and often had me in stitches. To be honest, he paid a lot of attention to me and I was becoming quite addicted to it. It really made me feel special. So when he started flirting with me I just played along even though I had a girlfriend.
The flirting got more and more outrageous, to the point where he was telling what a hot blowjob he would give me if only I would drop trou for him. I have to admit I was tempted because my girlfriend was really shit at giving blowjobs. As the days went by I started looking at Carl in a different way. He was blonde and seemed to have very little in the way of beard growth. His face was ever so slightly chubby and pretty good looking, with full, sexy lips and sparkling blue eyes. He had a nice smile, one that lit up his whole face.
One day Carl told me that he simply had to have me. He said I could fuck his mouth, fuck his ass, whatever I wanted. I blushed crimson red. Suddenly the idea of fucking that firm mound of man meat seemed like a damned good idea. I swallowed hard and nodded my agreement.
'Meet me in the store room in half an hour.' he told me.
I guess he was giving me a cooling off period so I could change my mind if I wanted to. However, it was too late for that. My dick was on full alert and I just couldn't get it to go down. Fortunately I had some work to do so the thirty minutes went by pretty quickly.
After half an hour Carl called me and I followed him to the store room cage. I noticed that he locked the door and my cock lurched in my pants. I was going to get laid! The fact that I had never fucked a guy before only made it more exciting. He led me into a blind corner and pulled me into his strong arms. Almost immediately his lips closed over mine and his tongue snaked into my mouth. I hadn't thought about kissing him but damn! was he good! My head was in a spin as he tenderly kissed my breath away. I could feel his thick cock club pressing against me, while my own dick leaked a stream of love lube into my underpants.
Carl broke off the kiss and went down on his knees and undid my fly button. He lowered my pants and hooked his thumbs under the waistband of my underpants and yanked them down. He gasped as my eight inch boner sprang up and just about took his eye out. And then he went into a feeding frenzy. His soft, warm hand closed around my cock as he guided it into his mouth and down the back of his throat. It was my turn to gasp as I watched my cock disappear all the way down to my pubes. Annie had never been able to do that before.
I felt like I was moment away from orgasm. The sight of that big boned, blonde head bobbing up and down on my stiff fuck pole was just out of this world. He clearly loved sucking cock, and I loved have him suck it. He was ten times better than Annie and I realized right then that I was never going back. His hand slid up my thigh and gently stroked in a way that seemed designed to make me cum. I grabbed hold of his hand and held it away, It was too soon and I didn't want to cum.
