The following are the events that have been mentioned in a few of my prior stories. I told Debbie all about them after her first time having lesbian sex with Cas. I feel I should now share it with all. So here it goes.
I had just turned 18, and at the time I worked at a restaurant aka pizza joint. I had the job since I was 16, and I was part of the kitchen staff along with a couple of other guys. We had an assistant manager who was named Stephan, but for reasons I didn't know at the time, he was nicknamed Stone. Stone, at the time, was 29 years old, stood about six foot tall, weighed about 185 lbs, with dark hair, brown eyes, and rugged features. He was muscular and good-looking.
At the time I was I was still in high school and about to graduate. I was one of those lucky ones with a late spring birthday.
I was an athlete in high school, football in the fall and baseball in the spring. I was fairly fit at the time and had spent time in the weight room at school. I was about 5 foot 11 and 170 lbs with dark hair and brown eyes. I had a fairly good social life being one of the jocks and had several girlfriends through my school years.
At the time, as I look back, somehow I knew I was bisexual; I had fantasized about being with another guy but never so much as acted on it or thought I ever would. I was afraid of the consequences.
We lived in a medium-sized city in Wisconsin, so I had fairly easy access to pornographic material and had purchased a video on the subject I was interested in. I had felt a little embarrassed buying it, and thought due to my age, I wouldn't even be able to purchase it, but the clerk didn't even bat an eye when I checked out. When I had time alone at home, I watched it and I knew I was interested in engaging in this kind of sex. I learned at the time that there were three types of gay men: tops, bottoms, and versatile. I felt I leaned toward being a bottom.
The problem I had was that I did not know anyone who might be bi or gay; Also how would I know if they are a top or a bottom? I was going away to college in the fall, and my hopes where that I would be able to safely explore this side of me then.
While at work, I and the crew always joked and had fun bullshitting. The subject had often been about girls. We would kid around, Stone included. Sometimes the talk would cause me to get semi-erect. That would happen fairly easily at that age, and I am sure that it happened to all of us. Stone would seem to bullshit about sexual things with me. Often more so than the others. I believe now he wanted to see my reactions and If I got aroused.
Not sure how Stone may have known I was of the bisexual nature. But I felt that he was flirting with me, and his sexual jokes seemed to reflect that. At the time I just thought he was one of the guys, even though he was older than us.
So it was a week before my graduation, and I was picking up extra hours at the restaurant. My next shift was Saturday, but I had stopped in on Friday to pick up my paycheck. I went in back to the office, and Stone was there. After he gave me my check, we bullshitted a little as we always do. Then he said, "Hey, I see we are on the same shift tomorrow, and I was wondering if you had any plans after work?"
I respond, "Actually, nothing, I don't have any plans."
He says, "Really, a young stud like you not having any plans?"
I actually did have plans, but when he asked me it made me think he may have something in mind, so I reacted as if I didn't.
I smile, and say, "Yep, it happens sometimes. What did you have in mind?"
"Would you like to hang out at my place?"
I had a mixture of things going through my head at that point. Was he just being friendly, or was this something else? I had noticed him watching me from time to time and thought nothing of it. Is he gay? Is this my opportunity to explore my other side?
I got a little nervous, but I thought I may have an opportunity here, and I wanted to see where it may go. Maybe it is just to hang out as he said.
I say, "Sure, why not."
He says, "Cool, I only live a short distance down from here. When the shifts is over tomorrow, meet me at my car."
"Sounds good, I will see you at work tomorrow."
The rest of my day was filled with what-ifs, like what if I am wrong or what if I am right?
I need to be prepared if it goes that way. I had read up on a few things and decided to make a trip to the drug store in case it went the way I hoped.
That evening I cancelled my plans with my girlfriend for Saturday, telling her I had to do something with my parents. It was some family get-together.
I went to work the next day, and Stone asked, "Are we still on for later?"
I say, "Yes, we are. I have nothing going on."
"Cool."
The rest of the day was filled with anticipation by me and a lot of looks and smiles back and force between us. Before the shift time had ended I had called my parents and told them I would be out with friends and would be getting dropped off later. They had planned to pick me up after work as I did not have the car.
So finally our shift ended, and I had to wait for Stone. I left the restaurant and waited by his car in the back of the building. The crew all had to park there. As I waited, I thought that maybe I was making a mistake. I wasn't gay, I knew that because I had been with several girls and I really loved the sex, but yet I had this desire to explore what I felt was another side of me. The biggest concern I had was the stigma that was going around at the time. I was afraid of being found out. Maybe I was just assuming wrong, and we were just going to hang out? I decide I will wait and see.
I didn't have long to wait because because out the door came Stone. I watched him walk up and I felt kind of aroused. He had switched to jeans and his bulge was really prominent. I liked what I was seeing.
He walks up and says, "Hey, sorry I got held up by the boss, Thanks for waiting. Are you ready to go?"
I say, It's, cool, and yah, I'm ready."
He opens his car door and gets in; He then reaches over to pop the button up on the passenger door. I open it and get in.
We head to his house, which was a short trip. We chatted a bit about work, I was trying not to show I was nervous; if this was something innocent, I didn't want to give the wrong impression. If it was what I was actually hoping it was, I didn't want him to think I may not be interested.
We got to his place. It was a small home as he lived alone and didn't need much. He pulled in his driveway and to the side of the house. He says, "Here we are."
We get out of the car, and I follow him to the side door. I was nervous and looked around to see if anyone was watching.