In the summer of my 22nd year, on summer break from University, I found a part time job as a maintenance man at a very nice apartment complex here in the city. I was helping the regular full time maintenance man. He was a well tanned man in his mid 30’s I’d say. His name was Don. He liked to work with his shirt off most of the time and was well tanned because of it. Mowing grass, trimming shrubs and responding to tenants needs ware the basic job requirements as well as keeping the pool up to snuff daily. The pay was just enough to help me through the summer nicely. I had concerts, beach stays and plenty of good eats in my sunny future. I don’t have many friends and I have never been with a girl or woman. Not that I didn’t find it all very interesting, I did! But chicks just didn’t seem to notice me. Maybe it’s my red hair? Or my slight 5’2" frame of 132lbs. My glasses. Freckles… Or maybe it was my fear of them that they smelt???
With this slight frame, I’m naturally a better swimmer than weight lifter or football player. Which made this new job kinda exciting to me. Part of my duties, aside from window screens, dripping faucet washer and hall light replacements was to keep the pool up to snuff and provide a watchful eye on swimmers keeping rules while Don rode the mower and trimmed stuff.
After the first week it became apparent that the pool was going to be my hang-out for most of the summer. I start work at 9:00 AM. Over the weekend I had bought myself a nice swim suit and bought some sunscreen and new sunglasses looking forward to lounging around all summer…
Was I in for a surprise! I mentioned earlier that I hadn’t been with a women…yet. But I have had my dick sucked a few times by older guys. They seem to be attracted to me for some reason??? I don’t think of myself as a gay man but I have admit there is something scrumptious about getting my dick sucked by someone who can’t contain his excitement about the whole thing, that is very horny to me. Once a guy I met at university slipped his hand through my legs and cupped my ass to pull me closer, preventing me from back away. It felt SOOOO good to be wanted or needed like that…I shot and shot and shot cum into his mouth and he swallowed it all and just kept sucking it. I never got soft that day. I stayed hard and this surprised me because it never happened to me before. I usually shoot a load and then it’s all done but this time was different…Sal, the guy sucking me was really enjoying this, he was moaning making all sorts of yummy sounds. He put his other hand on my tummy just above my pubes and was gently, lovingly rubbing meanwhile his other hand was kneading my cheeks and pulling me open exposing my rosebud. Finally his middle finger startled me by rubbing and probing it. I tried to pull away but I was stuck, in more ways than one! I was really digging this feeling! Before I realized it I was not only staying hard but I was horny again. Like a wanton a****l I got lost in all the nice feelings. My head spun… Finally Sal stopped his sucking, licking and probing and stood up. He looked me in the eye and tried to kiss me…I never kissed a guy before or anyone else for that matter. I had a sudden pang of remorse, maybe fear and wasn’t sure about this whole thing anymore. But he kinda had me pinned and wasn’t letting up. He seemed just as passionate about this kissing thing than he did about my dick…then his tongue started to push it’s way in. I couldn’t fight it and looking back I didn’t really want to. That was the day I first had a taste of cum. My cum! Sal’s mouth was warm and very sexy. I was getting harder and hornier all the time. At first, I was a little repulsed by the thought of kissing a guy with my cum in his mouth but that was only a passing thought. I actually liked the taste and feelings I was experiencing in Sal’s arms. I had never felt so , so complete before. I didn’t know then that this was only the beginning…
Sal was kissing and caressing me all over. After a while he took my hand and placed it on his hardness. While I had been with other men who sucked me I had never done anything to them. Sal’s kiss was the first time I was ever expected to do something other than get hard and cum. I gently squeezed it. He moaned in my ear, his warm breathe sending a chill and a few goose bumps over my very horny body. One thing led to the next and soon I had his hard dick in my mouth. He was a little bigger, longer as well as wider than I was it seemed. He had a curvy hard one. It curved up toward his bellybutton. His head seemed so smooth in my mouth and his pre-cum had a nice texture as well as a nice taste to it. I thought for a moment "this is why he liked my cum so much." It does taste pretty good. He woke me up by asking me to watch my teeth. He told me not to take so much in my mouth and use my lips and tongue more. I became aware of what I was doing all of a sudden. I wanted to please him like he pleased me. I surrendered to it all. Soon I was doing everything he had done to me. Licked his ball sac all around and found the head again, tugged and pulled it while gently while sucking and tonguing the underside of his head. The rim of his cock head interested me very much. I liked the way my upper lip felt as it passed over it. Sal was moaning and breathing faster, he told to be careful or else I would make him cum. My response was to stop moving and hold his head in my mouth and start applying pressure to the underside with my tongue. I put my hand between Sal’s legs and pulled him in closer to me like he had and then it happened…he started to throb and buck a little and then I had earned my first squirt of cum. I didn’t know what to do…then boom another squirt and another and another. I couldn’t swallow it and kinda coughed and gagged it out. I felt like I ruined it for Sal but I guess he didn’t think so because he pulled me up and kissed me deeply and moaned. I melted right then and there. I hugged him so hard I thought I was going to make him burst. I didn’t know it at the time but I had fallen in love. I thought it was with Sal at the time but it wasn’t…
The pool had a chain link fence erected around it. It was an Olympic sized pool with a storage shed at one end and a large oak tree outside the fencing that provided evening shade. The shed seconded as my hangout that summer. Each morning I opened up the pool and placed the chairs and other pool paraphernalia for the tenants to use. What a job I thought to myself!
To be Cont…