This story is true. It happened to me starting when i was in my mid twenties. I played the part of Jeff, the on call cocksucker. Other characters names have been changed in order to protect their privacy.
I hope you enjoy it.
I was about 26 and had worked for 3 different family owned companies. The last one, that i will be refering to, i had worked for for 2 or 3 years and would work there until i was 30.
It had been started by the parents and their son and daughter-in-law worked there too and were in grooming to take the company over one day. The son, i will call Ralph, had hired me. It was, from my experience, an average family owned company with normal good and bad sides.
The family would socialize some both during and after work. They would take us out to lunch or dinner on our birthdays and work anniversaries. Sometimes they would have cookouts at their house or just sometimes invite one of us over.
Ralph and his wife, i will call her Faye, always had me, and other younger guys take our shoes off at the door. I thought it odd that they didnt have women or older men take their shoes off and came to suspect that Ralph and i secretly shared a fetish for white socks.
I had been going out with a guy for a while that i liked quite a bit. Not long after returning from a work sponsered convention in San Fransisco, i decided that it was time to 'come out'.
My family all took it very well. Most of my friends claimed to have already known for years. I only lost contact with 1 married couple of friends.
Next it seemed time to tell my bosses. There were already 2 lesbians working for the company. They had been in good graces for years. I went to Ralph and Faye's house one saturday night. Having had about a six or 8 pack of liquid courage before i went. I had a clean driving record, was young and dumb, and didnt think a thing about drinking and driving. Just for the record, i dont drink and drive anymore.
As ussual, when i came into their place...Ralph rolled a Fattie and we all smoked the whole thing. The conversation went to the weather, the shop, our parents....
Faye was the first to ask...."So, its obvious you have been dating someone, who is it?"
The guy i had been going out with liked to leave hickeys on my neck.
So, the moment was here, I told them....I had been going out with, Ron. They both seemed surprised but, didnt seem to be upset about it.
Later the following week, Ralph and i had a service call in a town 2 hours away in Northern, IN. It was a farm and fleet type store. We worked for a few hours past quiting time to get finished up, so that we would not have to go back the next day.
We pretty quikly got the tools loaded up and were getting in the truck when Ralph looked over and said the he had just cleaned the truck and my shoes were dirty so i needed to take them off and give them to him to put in a bag in the back seat. I thought it a bit strange as he wasnt taking his off but, knowing how his house was, i complied.
On the way home was a pull off, near the resevoir. Ralph pulled in, behind a small thicket of trees, and said he was gonna role a joint for the trip home. After finishing rolling we got back on the road and then smoked the joint.
We both got Stoned out of our minds. We drove along for a while sometimes indulging in lite conversation, sometimes silently enjoying our buzz.
A while down the road, how long i'm not sure, it was about dusk though, he pulled off the road and rolled in behind an old abandoned gas station. I just assumed he needed to take a leak or something. He backed the truck in against a tall weed covered fence, and turned off the ignition.
We sat there silently for a couple minutes and I really began to wonder what was the deal. It didnt take much longer for him to turn to me and to my amazement say...I know that you told us about your being gay because....you want to suck my dick. My jaw dropped.
I tried to explain to him that i had become tired of having to make up stories about what i did in my off time and who i was with. I was really only trying to simplify my life.
He advised me that if i wanted a ride the rest of the way home and if i wanted to keep my job...I was going to have to give him a blow job.
So, what are you thinking? he asked.
My mind was racing...it is still more than an hour,by car, back home, i had no phone, cell phones were not yet affordable, its about dark, and he has my shoes. "Sounds like i had better", I replied.
He Kicked his shoes off, then unbuttoned his levis and folded the top of them down just a bit. He wasnt wearing underwear and showed his light brown pubes.
Ralph folded his his hands behind his head and told me....Get to it. I leaned across the bench seat a bit and relutantly put my left hand on his upper leg. Oh God I was so nervous. Get my dick out....he ordered. i reluctantly reached into his faded jeans. Having never seen Ralphs cock, i was pleasantly surprised when my trembling hand pulled out a thick, 7inch hardon. Get my balls out too, he instructed. They were big and full, and in a tight hairless sac.
Go on. he barked, and pulled at my shirt sleeve. I leaned over slowly and opened my mouth. He changed his grasp as i became closer to horizontal, placing his right hand on the back of my buzz cut head. My lips made contact with his cock head and he slowly pressed his strong hand downward. Once i was nearly all the down on his shaft he loosened his grasp.
You know what to do now, he said. I bobbed up and down on his tool, pausing very briefly now and then to slurp up my excess spit and his precum.
It must have been half an hour or so, that i sucked on his cock, 5 or 6 songs played on the radio. Most married guys that i had sucked, to that point, didnt last long, because, it seemed, they Never got any. He said, in extacy...I'm gonna squirt. I began to pull off his cock. Ralph placed his hand back on my head and said...Oh no, you're gonna swallow it. I obiediently continued and few seconds later Ralph erupted, like a gieser, flooding my mouth, and throat with semen. I gagged for a second because of the volume of cum. Get it all, Do Not let any jizz get on my clothes...he commanded.
I pulled up off his cock and wiped the dribbles of cum off my chin. Ralph buttoned his pants, put his shoes back on and said...Nice job, Jeff.
He started the truck and put it in gear. We rode back to the shop, about an hour, once in a while, i would ask if he minded if i had a cigarette, Ralph didnt smoke but, never complained about my habit.
We got back to the shop and started inside, it was well past dark by now.
Can i get my shoes back, i asked.
On the way back out, maybe. He replied.
Once inside, i went to the Tech area and clocked out.Got out the keys to my Jeep and started toward the door. Before i got out of the office my desk phone rang. It, of course,was Ralph.
Come up to my office for a minute...he said.
I walked down the hall and opened the door, stepped into the office, the same office i had sat in to interview for the job.
Close and lock the door... he said. You did so well sucking my dick, i am going to add it to your job description, unofficially of course. And i want another one right now, before we go home.
I've already clocked out i explained.
This ones on you then, i guess. Come on and get to it.
I stepped back behind his desk and found that he already had his shoes off and his cock out.
What the hell, i figured, I had kinda enjoyed the first time. I kneeled down and began to suck the rock hard 7.
It seemed like it took him twice as long this time, he didnt warn me, and he came half as much, but, still quite a bit.
Anyone who does something that well must love doing it, he said.
He buttoned his pants back up and put his shoes on. We walked out of the office, down the hall, out the door and into the parking lot. He got in the truck, and I again asked for my shoes.
You can just get them in the morning. Goodnight. And he drove away.
I had more than my fair share that evening and you might have thought I'd been satisfied. But, i couldnt resist the temptation and, cruised through the park on the way home, picked up a hottie and sucked him off down by the river before going home. I got back to the apartment, had a couple beers and crashed.