Restaurant Manager

When I was 20 years old I got this job in a restaurant waiting tables just before I started university. My boss was this guy I knew because I'd often go there for lunch before he actually hired me. He seemed like a regular type guy, hard working and everything. He was about 43 years old, clean cut and a family man. 

He would help me out now and then with a few bucks when I needed it since the job didn't pay that much. Some nights we'd stay later than the other employees and have beers over some conversation before going home. 

One night after a joke about who I had to suck to get some respect around there, he asked me to stay late after work and have beers with him again. It started out like it always did, jokes about this and that and what we wanted to do with our lives, when he asked me if I had a girlfriend. I said "No, no time for that right now. He asked me, "So what do you do when you get horny?" I told him "What every guy my age does when they get horny." and he really started to get interested. He started asking me how often I jack off and everything but I wasn't too comfortable answering him truthfully, I thought he was still joking around. 

He asked me if I liked blow jobs and I said of course, then he asked me if I ever had a guy blow me. I told him "No way, I'm no homo!" he just laughed and said, "Don't knock it till you've tried it!" I still thought he was kidding around but asked him he's ever? He said, "Sure and I've sucked a few too." I didn't believe him at first but then he went on into great detail of all the encounters he's had with other men. I started to get a little uncomfortable but then he told me about how he watched me alot around the restaurant when I was working and always wanted to know how my cock would feel in his mouth. I started to get really nervous and asked if it was okay if I went home. He sort of looked embarrassed at this. "Sure no problem." he said, and he walked me to the door to let me out. As I walked past him while he held the door for me his hand brushed against my crotch and he whispered in my ear, "Just think about it, okay?" I got into to my car and drove home, my heart was racing all the way. I couldn't believe I'd just had a homosexual encounter. 

As I got into bed that night thinking about what had just happened my heart was still thumping in my chest. I began to feel a stirring down below and reached down to touch my cock. It was hard as iron. I remembered those last words he spoke to me and couldn't help wondering just what would it have been like? I started to imagine him sucking me as I rubbed myself. I couldn't believe how excited I was! Within seconds I was coming like I'd never done before and lay there for an hour wondering what was happening to me. The next day at work we didn't speak of the night before and we went about our business as usual but all that day I kept wondering if he'd proposition me again. I didn't even know if I wanted him to or not but I got so excited just thinking about it! When I got home that day I couldn't wait to jerk off again. 

I imagined myself staying with him after work again but this time I'd say yes to his offer. He'd give me this fantastic blow job and I'd come straight into his mouth. This went on for almost 2 weeks before I started to realize that my new found desires weren't just going to go away now. I had to confront this issue for myself and take the true test. The next evening at my shift I waited until no one was around then asked him if he'd like to grab a few drinks after work that night. He looked really surprised at this and said he'd love to! It seemed like an eternity before everybody else finally left that night and he took extra time locking up and closing the curtains before sitting down with me this time. 

We had a few drinks and started to loosen up before he told me he was a little nervous that I wouldn't want to hang out after work with him anymore after the other night. I told him it was okay and that I didn't mind hanging out with him, I just had some thinking to do. He got a really curious look in his eye and asked me if I thought about what he'd said. I told him I had but still didn't know how I felt about it, I'd never been with another guy like that. He said, "Let me ask you something, how did it make you feel when you thought about it afterwards? Did it make you hard?" I said, "Yes." My heart began to pound again, I couldn't believe I was having this conversation! 

He stood up and moved the table between us aside and pushed his chair back. "All you have to say is stop." he said. He took a seat beside me on the bench and put his hand on my leg. He began to rub slowly and I felt the stirring in my pants again, this time more intense than ever! I jumped a bit as his hand ran over my hardening cock and he told me to just close my eyes. I did so and laid my head back against the wall while he massaged my swollen cock through my jeans ever so gently. "Do you want me to stop now?" he asked. I shook my head slowly from side to side and he said, "Good, you like how this feels don't you?" Before I could respond he was unzipping my pants and pushing down my underwear. I sat up to slide my jeans to the floor and my stiff cock jumped to attention from out of my shorts. I felt his breath on me and then his moist tongue running over my shaft. 

My heart was beating out of my chest and he got down on his knees in front of me to take me all the way into his mouth. He sucked me fast and hard and I started to moan with pleasure feeling his tongue up and down my stiff cock. He began undoing his own pants and within moments he was jerking himself off while giving me head. After what felt like seconds I felt my balls begin to tighten and I prepared to shoot my load. I moaned and clenched the seat beneath me as my come pumped heavy into his eager mouth. He sucked me as much as he could then pulled back as two more shots splashed over his face. He stood up frantically jerking his cock in my face and began to moan with intensity. 

It startled me at first as his cock shot a thick hot load across my lips. I squinted my eyes but watched with total fasination as his big dick pumped shot after shot of white cum onto my face and shirt. He stood there panting afterwards as I wiped his sticky goo of my face. He put his hand on my shoulder and said, "Go clean up if you want." When I got back to the table he was already dressed. We finished our drinks and said goodnight. The next few months went by like nothing happened until I finally went away to school. 

He moved a year later and I finally lost touch with him but never regretted my only sexual encounter with a man. The only part that has stayed with me now though is to actually try sucking another guy off myself someday. I can't help but get turned on by the thought of seeing another guy blow his load because of me. Hopefully I'll have another story like this to write sometime soon!