Dan had often looked at men and wondered what it would be like to be with one. He’d bought gay magazines, watched gay porn and it always made him leak with excitement. Sometimes in the gym in high school he got hard watching the other boys shower.
Now he was 21 and out on his own and was feeling these urges even stronger. Danny had many girlfriends in school but always ended up moving on quickly. Danny knew he was gay but was fighting it, not wanting to be an outcast in society.
Danny had gotten a job after college in a small 1 man accounting firm downtown. This suited him fine as the owner, Jack Williams, was a tall, muscular mid forties man. Danny often caught himself looking at Jack’s crotch when he was standing giving him instructions. Every night Danny went home alone and pulled out his gay magazines and masturbated. This was about to change for Danny.
After a few months Jack called Danny into his office, it was late in the afternoon and an extremely hot day. The air conditioner had quit days before and the repairman was due that day.
“Danny, I need to run out for a few hours can you make sure the repairman is looked after?” Jack asked.
“Sure,” said Danny, “no problem.”
Jack headed out and after an hour wait the repairman, Jim, showed up. Jim was a strapping 6’ 2” god to Danny and was already sweating in his tank top and ripped jeans.
“It’s in here Jim, the unit seems dead and as you can tell its bitch hot here.” Danny told Jim.
“No problem, but yeah its hot, mind if I strip down a bit? It’s unbearable isn’t it?” replied Jim.
Danny had no problems seeing Jim with fewer clothes on and gave him a nod. He watched Jim fixing the air conditioner and admired is shiny torso. Danny had not worn underwear to work that day and his cock was hard as hell tenting out his trousers.
“There, done, that feels better doesn’t it?” asked Jim.
Turning around Jim noticed Danny’s pants and smiled.
“Seems you have a problem there son.” Smiled Jim. “Need a little help there?”
“Uh what do you mean?” Looking down Danny saw right away what he meant. “Oh no its ok, I’m not or anything, uh no.” stammered a red faced Danny.
Jim just walked over to Danny and with one hand pulled him close.
“I know me a fag when I see one boy, and your one!” Declared Jim.
“Fag,” Danny thought, “no I’m no fag.”
And just as this thought was running through his brain, Danny felt Jim’s hand on his cock and lips against his. Danny fell into the kiss, as passionate and deep as any he had ever felt. His cock feeling so good to be touched by muscular hands, his ass twitching at this man’s hold.
“It’s ok boy, I’m a fag too and I love young first timers.”
“No,” breaking off, “my boss, Jack, should be back soon.”
“Jack?” Jim asked laughing, “Why the hell do you think he hires me all the time?”