How a guy from work finally got my sex life started.
It was early 1980's and i had just started working as a van driver / stores man in a clothing wholesale company. it was only a small company with mostly old guys, who didn't really like me for simply because I was 20 years old.
One other guy was Jon. He was mid 40's, far too intelligent for the job but was rebuilding his life following a messy divorce. We got on ok as work mates but wouldn't say we had much in common, but at least he made an effort to talk to me.
I don't even recall how we got onto the subject of chess but Jon asked if I played, to which I said I knew how to but never really had the chance to play against anyone.
That lunchtime he said "Come on lets go play chess."
I looked at him puzzled and he explained that he lived literally 2 mins away from work, which explained where he went every lunchtime The lunchtime chess became a routine for the next couple of weeks until one day when everything changed.
Jon said his mate had lent him a porno ( straight porn) and did I want to have a look. We only watched about 15 minutes as we had to go back to work but I couldn't believe how aroused it got me.
I'd never seen a porno before as I lived at home with mum and 3 sisters, so never had any time alone. I ended up having a wank in the toilets back at work.
Next few days i never saw Jon as i was out on deliveries but next time I was around we went to his as usual. I was already starting to get hard when we arrived at his house with the expectation of watching porn again.
Jon made coffee and then put the porn on. We sat at opposite ends of the sofa, my cock was rock hard but was being restricted by my pants and jeans and i was relieved when Jon got up and went to the kitchen, giving me the chance to adjust myself and at least get my cock in a comfortable position without him seeing me.
The scene we were watching ended and the next scene started up, which was lesbian porn. Id been watching for about ten minutes, when I felt my cock starting to twitch and I started to cum in my pants.
I didn't have a full orgasm but released enough cum to create an embarrassing wet patch on the front of my jeans. Jon obviously saw this and said I'd better go and clean myself up.
Blushing bright red, i got up and went to the bathroom. I stood looking in the mirror not really knowing what to do for a moment, before taking off my jeans and dabbling the wet patch with a towel. Next I looked inside my pants at the sticky mess I had made and also realised I was still hard.
I took of my pants and run them under the tap. The next moment the door opened and Jon walked in.
Instinctively i covered my hard cock with my hands but Jon seemed nonchalant about it and came and stood behind me. Next few seconds I felt his arms around my waist and he whispered into my ear
" Don't worry, it's ok."
I looked into the mirror and could see Jon smiling back at me and then felt his hand gently squeezing my cock.
I was frozen in the moment as he repeatedly squeezed and released me and then began to slowly wank me. Jon pressed up tighter against me and then after no more than 6 or 7 strokes, my cock twitched again and I shot my load.
Jon still had one arm wrapped around my waist and the other hand was still holding onto my cock and whispered into my ear
" I hope you don't cum that fast when your girlfriend wanks you?"
The blushing returned and after a few moments of silence I responded and said
"I've never had a girlfriend,that was the first time I've ever been wanked off."
Jon shook his head in disbelief at first but then realised that i was stating a true fact.
"Well did you like it?" He replied
My head was spinning, I'd just had my first ever sexual experience but it was with a man, did that mean I was a poof ( I think that was one of the general terms in those days).
" We can do it again next time if you want to?" He asked
I just looked in the mirror at Jon and said "Ok."
"You better clean yourself up, We've got to go back to work/"
He gave me a pair of underpants to wear as mine were full of cum and soaking wet from where I had tried to clean them. The rest of the afternoon was a blur as I constantly replayed in my mind what had just happened.
All weekend, it was all I thought about. Had I enjoyed what Jon had done to me? Did I want him to do it again? As I lay in my bed that Saturday evening, wanking off, the answer became clear. That answer was a resounding Yes.
I told myself that I deserved to have a sex life, all my mates were sexually active or claimed to be so why shouldn't I. It would only be for a short while until I got a girlfriend (that was highly unlikely as i was too shy and nervous to even try and speak to girls) It didn't mean I was a poof.
The working week began again. To my disappointment, I had deliveries to make and was out all day. I thought about Jon's offer all day whilst out on the road and by the end of the day I had back tracked on my earlier decision and there was no way it was happening again.
Tuesday at work, Jon acted as if nothing had happened the previous Friday and I was relieved that he hadn't mentioned anything.
Lunchtime arrived and Jon casually walked by me and said " Coming round?"
All I had to do was say No, I wanted to say No, I should say No but i thought back to last Friday and my cock stirred. Instead I just nodded at him and put my coat on. The short walk to Jon's was quickly over and we went inside.
"Do you want the porn on?" Jon asked
"Yes pleas," I replied
The porn started and as expected I got hard. After a few minutes Jon asked
"Do you want to take your jeans off in case you have another accident."
It was embarrassing to be asked that but the fact was it was a possibility so I removed my jeans and sat there in my pants, obviously fully aroused and with a little damp patch appearing where my precum had started to leak.
As was the norm, we sat at opposite ends of the sofa, however Jon got up and picked up my jeans, folded them neatly on a chair and then sat back down next to me. He smiled at me and placed his hand on the bulge in my pants, we just sat watching a hot blonde getting banged by a muscle bound hunk.
We sat like this for about 5 minutes, long enough for the hunky guy to finish shagging the blonde and then Jon asked
"Do you want to take your pants off?"
Again the doubts came flooding back but this was also matched by the desire to be wanked off and I stood up and took them off and sat back down next to him. Jon's hand gently rested on my cock again
"I'm going to slowly wank you and if you think you're going to cum say stop," Jon said.
He gave me a couple of strokes and i immediately cried out "Stop,stop."
He removed his hand for about a minute and then started again,
"Stop, stop," I said again for a second time after about thirty seconds of being wanked. Jon paused for a bit we before starting again.
"Stop, Stop I'm gonna cum."
This time Jon just carried on wanking and then suddenly stopped just about as I was about to cum. The sensation was different. I cum but didn't get the orgasm feeling.
i didn't know this at the time but Jon had just given me my first ruined orgasm.
Jon told me to go and clean up. In the bathroom I felt confused, id cum but hadn't really felt anything and I was still fairly hard. I cleaned myself and went back into the living room, still naked from the waist down.
Jon had moved position and was now sitting full length on the sofa, he opened his legs and said to sit between them. I felt his arm around me again and back on my cock, slowly wanking me.
"Shall I say when to stop again," I asked
"No just relax and enjoy." was the reply
Jon slowly wanked me until my breathing became to heavier and I guess he sensed i was getting closer and he started to speed up the strokes as i let out a huge groan and shot a huge load over his hand and onto my tee shirt.
"How was that?" Jon asked
I never answered, the massive grin and smile told him all he needed to know.
The next few weeks became one giant wank fest. Jon was wanking me off or I was wanking in front of Jon 2 or 3 times every lunchtime ( fortunately we used to get 1 1/2 hours for lunch).
After another Friday lunchtime wank, Jon asked me if I wanted to come round on Saturday and watch a video he had rented. I wanted to but was also supposed to going watch football with my mates and said I'd try and get back.
I went to the football, and normally I would have stayed out drinking but I made excuses that I didn't feel well and when we got back i told my mates i was going home rather than up town.
I made sure they were out of site, found a phone box and called Jon and asked if I could still come round. He, of course said yes and I walked from the train station to his, arriving about 8:30.
Jon gave me some money on arrival and asked me to go to the Chinese just down the road from his. We ate the food and Jon opened a bottle of wine. I wasn't really a wine drinker but drank it anyway and Jon put on the video.
I was expecting porn but it turned out to be a comedy. We got through two bottles of wine and whilst I enjoyed the film, I was constantly thinking when is he going to wank me off.
Jon left the room and returned a few minutes later in just a dressing gown. This was something new, all the previous times with Jon, I had been naked or naked from waist down whilst he had remained fully clothed. He took my hand a led me to his bedroom. He undressed me, which he had done many times previously and he took off his dressing gown.
This was the first time I'd ever seen anyone naked in a sexual environment, only other times being the changing after playing football on Sunday mornings which definitely didn't count as sexual.
I stood mesmerised as Jon's cock grew hard (7 1/2 inches)) and thought how much bigger it was than mine.. Jon got onto the bed and gestured for me to join him.
I felt his hand on my cock and then Jon moved position and i felt his tongue licking up and down my shaft, before taking my cock in his mouth. Wow this felt unbelievable,
I'd never imagined my first blow job would be from a mid forties man but it was. With all the previous wanking by Jon and the wine that Id drunk I was learning to control the urge to cum but I knew I was getting close.
