Thansgiving

A few years ago, I moved to Northern New Jersey to work as a laboratory chemist in a pharmaceutical company. I have a bachelor's degree in chemistry and really enjoy working to make new molecules or optimizing syntheses for scale-up processes.. While I am working in the laboratory, I have my ambitions set on getting into management where the money is.

I am twenty-eight, masculine, deeply closeted gay. I am five foot ten inches and weigh one hundred and seventy pounds and have a nice masculine body that I keep in shape by running and going to the gym. I am pretty much obsessed with sex and am always on the prowl for anonymous sex hookups.

I did not have any friends when I moved to Jersey and it was pretty hard to find people my age to hang out with (in a non-sexual nature). One of my neighbors was a hot girl, Stefanie, who came from a second generation Italian family. We greeted each other in the parking lot and slowly became friends. Stefanie had a hot boyfriend and I was really interested in him, but she threw him out shortly after we met for cheating on her. After that we would hang out together and we became really good friends. She actually forced me to come out of the closet (to myself and to her anyway, but that story is a tangent).

When Thanksgiving rolled around, my trip home was cancelled due to bad weather and she insisted that I spend the day with her and her family. The dinner was at her grandparent's house and her family turned out to be 30 people including uncles, aunts, cousins and a few old people whom I never really understood how they were all related. Her father, uncles and her brothers were pretty shady characters and I was immediately suspicious that everything was not on the up and up. They were however friendly and welcoming towards me, especially when they found out that I was not there to be introduced as Stefanie's boyfriend. One of her male cousins was super hot. Marco was thirty five years old, six foot one inch and about two hundred pounds. He was musculous, had a dark complexion and a long, black hair gelled straight back. He had a sexy smile that showed off a seat of perfectly white teeth.

When Marco first shook my hand, I could tell that his gaydar went off and that he knew what I liked. I did not really get any gay vibe from him and I wasn't going to make a fool of myself by flirting with him in front of Stefanie's family. It was hard for me to keep my eyes off him and I caught myself looking all the time. He was wearing a dark gray suit with very tight fitting pants that sculpted an image of a thick cock and heavy balls. When he took the jacket off, I could see his shirt sleeves up to reveal his hairy muscular forearms. To top it off, his shirt was unbuttoned a little to reveal a hairy chest and two fine nipples poked through the satiny, white material. He was wearing a pair of black Italian shoes, probably a size thirteen that were quite pointy at the tip which I found quite sexy. His wife was a real hottie and when she came over and draped herself over his shoulder and arm for a kiss, I felt my cock stiffen.

After a great dinner, all the men congregated on the terrace to smoke some Cuban cigars that Stefanie's father had scored someplace or another. Even though I was clearly an outsider, all of the men were friendly and I could keep up with their jokes and banter and they asked me a lot of questions about myself, my family and my job. They seemed to be particularly interested in my job in the chemistry lab and asked me a lot of questions about my knowledge of chemical reactions, laboratory set-up, etc. I thought they were just being polite but after a while I started to wonder why this was so interesting to them.

I couldn't get much information out of them regarding their jobs or business life. After a while, most of the men wandered back into the house and finally only Marco and I were left on the terrace. He took out a very large cigar, lit it and took a big drag. He passed it over to me and said "I thought you might enjoy sucking on a big one." I took the cigar and took a deep drag, it was very strong and I coughed. "Too big for you?" asked Marco.

"Nah, I am pretty used to the big ones." I replied. He looked at me and winked and I flashed him a coy smile. I looked down at his crotch and could see that his ample bulge had grown considerably.

"Would you like to see my grandparent's pool," he asked and we meandered around the house and the garden until we reached the pool area. It was surrounded by a hedge for privacy and there was a small pool house. As it was November, the pool was covered and he went directly to the pool house and entered. I followed him into a small room where there were a couple of showers and a slew of deck chairs and tables stored for the winter.

"So you are used to sucking on the big ones, huh?" I looked him directly in the eye and put my hand on his big bulge.

"That's what I said, wanna find out?" I replied. He leaned in toward me and gave me a deep, warm tongue kiss and tweaked my nipples hard through my shirt.

"We don't have much time," he said and pushed me down on my knees.

I unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped his pants to reveal his big cock straining a pair of black underwear. I mouthed his cock through the satiny material and I could smell the testosterone and feel the heat from his throbbing cock. He pulled the underwear down and his magnificent cock smacked my forehead. Like the rest of him, it was dark, thick and he was uncut. I licked the head of his cock and down the shaft to his heavy balls. He had close-trimmed his equipment, but there was still enough hair there for me to enjoy. I licked and sucked his balls and balanced each of them on my tongue. I licked back up the shaft and, with my teeth, gently pulled his foreskin over his large mushroom cockhead. I sucked on the foreskin and slid my tongue into the pouch I had created and licked all around his cockhead. He was oozing a heavy dose of precum which I sucked up greedily.

He was shivering with pleasure and my own cock was straining my pants. I reached up and cupped his balls, sucked his hard cock into my throat and started bobbing up and down on that steel rod. My breathing was heavy and my forehead was pounding. Fuck, I was turned on. I moved my fingers behind his balls and started tickling his taint. He moaned and his whole body was shaking. I deep throated his cock and he took control and face fucked my throat roughly while caressing my head. "Fuck, yeah. Fuck yeah, you're one hell of a cock sucker!"

Even though we did not have much time, he took his time thoroughly fucking my throat. Now and again, I gagged on his cock which was a big turn on for both of us. The first time, he actually tried to pull his cock out to stop my gagging. I jumped back on his cock as I also wanted to feel his hard rod gagging my throat. He laughed slyly and said "Oh you like to gag, cool!" He pumped his cock even faster and deeper and soon I was gagging almost to the point of throwing up. He respected my gag fetish and kept on pumping hard and deep.

I could feel his body tightening up so I knew he was getting ready to shoot his load. I kept my mouth on his cock so he would understand that I wanted to eat his load. He held my head tightly with both hands and pounded my throat hard. Suddenly he lurched forward, pushing his cock even deeper down my throat and shot his huge load of hot spunk down my throat. There was so much cum, that it filled my mouth and some spurted out onto the ground. I opened my mouth to show him that it was full of his cum and then I swallowed sensuously so that it would slowly roll down my throat. It wasn't lost on him and he said "Fuck, that was hot!"I looked down and saw that some of the cum had dropped onto his sexy, leather shoe and I bent down and licked it up. I licked his cock clean and looked up into his eyes. "Fuuuuck!" he moaned. "You are a hot motherfucker!" He pushed his hands down the back of my pants and fingered my hole. "Damn I can't wait to tap that."

He pulled his pants up, straightened up and we sauntered back to the house as if we had been on a leisurely stroll of the grounds. We reached the house just in time for dessert and coffee. I sat beside Stefanie and across from Marco. The grandmother served me a big cannoli and after I took a bite, she asked me how I liked it. "It's great, really big and full of cream, just how I like it," and I winked at Marco.