I didn't meet Bryce until the second week on the job, but I knew that we would be fast friends as soon as we met. He was a hard worker but was always jovial and had a good attitude. To be honest a lot of his mannerisms reminded me of my own dad, and the closeness in their ages made the similarities even more keen.
Bryce was in his mid-40s, sun bleached hair that was curly and slightly long reaching down a little below his ears. Many years spent working and surfing in the sun left his body with a dark tan and taut lean muscles. He wasn't a big guy, but he could outwork anyone else he worked with, including me.
We both worked in the county roads department and typically had the same shifts. We would joke with each other shit and laugh most of the day. Sometimes after work we'd even go down and grab a beer at the Tavern. He only lived a block away from the best dive bar in town, so inevitably I would end up crashing at his house after having a few too many on the weekends.
Even though we had a close relationship, I was only 20 when we first met. I always looked up to him and saw him as more mature and something to aspire to be like. At the time I didn't realize this would lead to an infatuation between us. Although I knew I might be kind of bi I had always been attracted to women and only experienced a few brief encounters with other guys.
I can remember when things changed for me, and I started to look at him differently.
It was the middle of summer and we had gone to the lake with some girls we knew. Bryce and I went into the bathroom to change into some shorts and we were talking about all the eye candy around. As we started to undress couldn't help but glance over to see what he was packing. As he unbuttoned his pants, I could see the shaft began to reveal itself. With each button he undid I saw another inch of his long cock. I couldn't help but stare and as he dropped his pants to the ground, I was almost stunned, and I felt my cock twitch. He looked over and made eye contact with me, smiling.
"Uh... sorry man. Nice cock" I said. I chuckled nervously and turned away blushing.
He laughed.
"Don't worry about it man, sometimes you just can't help but look. I get it. Thanks for the compliment."
I slid my shorts up, thankful that my t-shirt was long enough to hide my cock that was now rock hard and protruding up past my waistband. I slipped out the door ahead of him and walked over to the car while my erection subsided. What was that? I couldn't stop thinking about what I saw...and how it made me feel. I had started the day excited to see some ass in bikinis but now I just wanted another look at his dick.
