I was 22 yrs old, working in an upscale clothing store as a summer job to make money for college. I was a very attractive, lean, masculine young guy with more girlfriends than I new what to do with. I loved the job because my manager was so cool. He was 39, married with a daughter in high school and liked alot of the same things I did. i also admired him because he did'nt look 39. he took very good care of himself and always dressed great. I used to call him Mr. GQ. If he reads this he'll know it's me. Before I go on I must tell you, I had never looked or thought of another guy in a sexual way in my life, hence the title to my story.

Ok, we always worked the same hours together, and in retail than can be alot of down time. I mean you can only price and reprice and fold so many times. So during down time we would shoot the shit. Ya know, about my nightly escapades as a goodlooking college guy, and what he used to do we he was my age. Well, one time I told him about this girl who gave me a blow job the night before and how poor of a job she did. He laughed and then said, "you know I guy can give a better blow job than any women". It caught me off gaurd and made me feel weird. I laughed and said how would you know.

He said, think about it, we as men know what feels good, so we would diffently do a better job. I said make sense and the subject was dropped. the rest of the afternoon was akward because I think he thought I might think he was gay or something. I actually got a little aroused when he said it and that made me uncomfortable. As the beginning of summer went on we became buddies, and like buddies there was alot of " grab assing" and punching that went on during down time. Nothing weird, just to guys messing around. Well, one time we were in the back room and he got me in a bear hug. No big deal, but then I felt him get aroused, it really embarrased him. What he did'nt realize and what I did'nt understand was so did I. I went home that night confussed and layed in my bed thinking about everything. As I lay there I began to think about his theroy on guys giving better head. I then imagine sucking his cock and began to beat off.

Once the image was in my head a came quickly. Now I couldn't stop thinking about it. i beat off every night thinking about sucking his cock. The more I did it the more comfortable with the notion I became. Then came the day. It was a Tuesday. I remember because Tuesday were so slow and those days would drag on forever. He and I both worked 12 - close on Tuesday. It was around 2:30 and it was slow so we decided to rearrange the stock room. We had been goofing around most of the day so we were both in frisky moods, ya know cracking jocks, just messing around. We get into the stock room and he climbs up on the latter, so I have to hold the latter. He was rearranging shirts on a shelf that went all the way around the room, even over top of the door. My back was against the door and he was facing the opposite way on the latter with his ass in my face. I even juoke, please don't fart.

Will, he turn around to move some shirts on the shelf over the door, thus putting his crotch in my face. He stopped and laughed and said jokingly, sorry. i responded playfully, why don't you just shove it in my mouth. He looked down at me half serious and said OK. My heart started beating instantly and I began to get hard. He laughed and went on with rearranging the shirts. What he did'nt realize was I was fixed on his crotch and I could clear my mind of what I really wanted to do. I could'nt believe it, I wanted to do it so bad. I mean, I'm a staight 8 guy and I'll I've been thinking about for a week is sucking my bosses cock and now the opportunity was right in front of me.

A brief moment passed and the in a shaking voice I said " is that what you want to do?" He looked down at me and he then realized I might be serious. He jokingly said oh yea, but I new he meant it because I could see him getting aroused. I said what if I told you I wanted you to, my voice was trimbeling, I could'nt believe I just said this. He looked down at me and said " your to chicken too." We stared at each other for a moment, him looking down at me and me looking up at him. My heart was racing and my cock was throbbing. I then took my hand and began to message his hard cock on the outside of his slacks, all the timing thinking " what the fuck am I doing". But ther was no going back because I wanted it. He looked at me and said your not going to. I said, as I began to unzip his pants, you better put your hand on the door, you might have trouble explaing this if someone walks in.

As i uzipped his pants I could feel myself precumming and my mouth began to get really wet. Without even noticing I began to lick my lips like the eager cocksucker I became. I messaged hiscock on the out side of his underwear and then unsnapped his pants so I could get to his cock. I could not believe what I was about to do, but I couldn't stop myself, I never wanted anything more and had never been that worked up. When I pulled his cock out it was huge, much bigger than I had imagine. This really got me going. So there I was, less than an hour ago talking about bangin some girl and the next I'm face to face with my bosses throbbing ten inch cock. i began to stroke it slowly, his cock was warm and smooth with big mushroom head. I pushed the head up to his belly button and licked the bottom of his shaft. Oh man,I was so turned on.

I then placed his thick cock it my hot, wet mouth and took him all the way in ( realizing having no gag reflex would come in handy ) moving my head back in forth. He was really enjoying this, but not as much as me. I pulled off of him and looked up and said, I'm in trouble. He ask why, and I said because I really like this. He said good, because your really good at it. I began to start sucking him again, moving my head up and down his big, beautiful cock, each suck returned by a thrust from him as he held the door close. Every once in a while my mouth would come off the end of his throbbing cock making a sexy popping sound as my lips would come off his knob. My mouth was drenched with spit, I was really enjoying it and could have sucked his cock for hours ( that's another story ). He grabbed the back of my head, sort of fucking me in the mouth, which turned me on even more.

I began to taste his cum and it suprised me so i pulled off. Bad idea. He shot his nut all over my face and shirt ( which is probably why I prefer to have that done now ), creating quite a mess. I didn't care, I put his cock back in my mouth and sucked the rest dry until his knees started to buckle. He cleaned him self up and as I wipped my face of I began to ponder what just happened. I was a mess. I had cum on face and shirt and had came in own pants because I was so turned on. He went out on the floor and got me a new shirt and clean underwear so i could finish the day. The rest of they day we keep making dirty jokes about it. i really didn't feel any differnt and nothing changed. I still was attracted to girls and it's not like I started talking with a lisp and dresing differnt. Well, some things changed. That night after work, I meet him on a dark road and sucked him off again. I just couldn't get enough.

As a mtter a fact, I pretty much had his cock in my mouth the whole summer and loved every minute of it. We began finding ways to get together just to suck each other off. Oh yea, he liked doing it too, I just always went first. So, there it is, the beginning of my alternative sex life. I'm married now, and he moved away. I still get my freak on every once in a while, just have to be careful not to get caught. Next, the first time he licked my ass and fucked me. Yea, I went all the way, and I have no regrets. Nothing hotter than some man to man action. I'm gonna go beat off now, I'm preety worked up thinking about this again.