I really have never been with a guy – the following is fictional, though after writing it I am begging to wish someone would make my dreams come true.
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I'd been working out the gym for a while now. I am fit but not bulging with muscles. Let's get the description out of the way – 5'8, dark hair, brown eyes, slim / fit build, a little hair over my body and starting to thin on top – just your average 30 something guy. I have had my share of girlfriends but I was between relationships when it all changed for me.
So there I was at the gym minding my own business. It's the kind of friendly place where people say hi to one another, which is also due to the fact that it is not a particularly busy place. There were only about 6 or 7 people there on this Saturday morning. I had just finished my workout and was getting ready to leave when one of the guys asked if I would help him out. He just wanted me to stand over him for safety while he bench pressed some weights. He was probably 10 years older than me and a bit taller but with a similar physique. I watched him do a couple of sets easily enough. By the third set he was starting to struggle a little with the weight and asked me to put it back for him – which I did. He apologised saying he was distracted. I thought nothing of it. I nodded and started for the door.
When I got to the car park, he was right behind me.
"Thanks for your help in there. My name is Steve"
"Damien – nice to meet you."
"Do you have a big day ahead?" Steve asked.
"Not much planned to be honest. Just a quiet day at home relaxing. What about you?"
"I've got a bit of moving to do in my garden. In fact I know we have only just met, but would you mind helping me out – it will not take long I promise," said Steve
As he had kind of cornered me into admitting I had nothing else planned, and being the obliging person I am, I said ok. I followed Steve back to his place. He had a small house in a quiet street. He led me straight out to his back garden. It was a mess out there. There had been a bit of rain lately and the garden was more mud than anything else.
Steve said, "As you can see, I have a bit of work to do to fix this place up a bit. I have not been here for long. The only thing I need to do today is move a couple of large items I have stored in the back shed. Normally I would not ask strangers to help, but well I am new here and really don't have any friends here."
I said, "No problems, happy to help."
We got the first item inside, a large bookcase and Steve offered me a drink. He said he did not have any beer so offered either tap water or a coke. "You can have a shot of bourbon in it if you like – I feel like I need one."
I said, "sounds good to me."
We finished our drinks making idle chit chat before we headed back out to move dining table inside. We were almost at the house when Steve stumbled forcing both of us to the ground. Neither of us were hurt, but we were covered in mud. We tried in vein to brush it off. When we got to the front step we removed our shoes so we could carry the table in without bring the mud in with us. Steve said, "I'm so sorry about that. You can't go home like that or you will be cleaning your car out for the rest of the afternoon. Let me wash your clothes while we have a shower and chill out for a while."
With that Steve took his t-shirt off and reached his hand out to help me out of my top. We were both down to our underwear.
I joked, "I don't normally strip down in a stranger's place."
Steve laughed. "We're all guys here. Besides you've got a great body, you should show it off."
"I'm not sure how to respond to that. I've never thought of myself as having a good body. You look a lot fitter than," I said.
"Come with me – the laundry is next to the bathroom. Jump in the shower while I throw these clothes in. I may as well wash your briefs at the same time," he said.
I am a pretty shy person and never been one for locker rooms etc. I was not used to being naked in front of a guy, in fact I am pretty sure it was a first for me. But I felt silly saying no it's ok – he was waiting for me, so I took them off. He smiled and pointed to the shower.
"I'll bring some towels in after I get this wash on," said Steve.
I jumped in and got the hot water running. I had soaped myself up and was rinsing it off when the door opened.
"I hope you don't mind, but I have a small hot water tank and it will be an hour before it refills," said Steve
What was I supposed to say other than my usual obliging nod of acceptance. This was a weird situation to say the least for me.
Steve broke a silence of a minute or so while we had been washing ourselves when he said "thanks again for all this help. You are a great guy Damien." With that he took me completely by surprise and kissed me on the lips. He pushed me back against the wall and forced his tongue down my throat. I was so shocked my head was spinning. I put my hands on his shoulders and pushed him away.
"I'm sorry Damien – I could not control myself. You are so gorgeous. I just want to show my appreciation. I want to devour every inch of your body," said Steve
"Hang on a minute, I am not like that. I mean I have never been with a guy before." I found myself repeating that much used Seinfeld line "not that there is anything wrong you being gay."
"But you have thought about it right. I mean you seemed to be flirting with me and giving me all the signals. You are naked in the shower with me after all, not to mention the fact that you look as though you are excited." Said Steve in a slightly more aggressive tone than what he had used with me til now.
I looked down and noticed my cock was semi hard.
"I guess I have thought about what it would be like to be with a guy, but nothing more than a passing thought. I am not much good at flirting to be honest. In fact all my girlfriends have said I am hopeless at reading the signals..." I said.
Steve cut me off. "Don't say anything and just enjoy."
With that Steve was on his knees in front of me. As the water poured over us, he engulfed my cock which immediately sprang to complete attention. In not time he had worked up a rhythm sliding up and over my ever hardening shaft. His hands had slid up and down my body at first and then over my ass before he started work on my balls. I was lost in ecstasy – this was a better blow job than any woman had given me.
Without warning the hot water turned cold.
Steve said, "lets get out of here." With that he threw me a towel. "Damn!" said Steve.