Coming Out After Work cajuncock
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Coming Out After Work cajuncock
It was the summer of '66. I'd been working on my internship for 3 weeks. It was to be a 6 month study-work internship for my senior year of college. I managed to get the internship at a large firm in Washington DC. We were basically a lobbying group trying to exercise some influence with congress and government agencies. My duties were really a minor part of the firm. I was a researcher compiling facts for presentations. It was the era before computers so I spent a lot of time in the library.
One of the lawyers on staff, Steve, was very friendly towards me. Often we'd have lunch in his office while reviewing some of the information from my research. On Fridays it was the custom that the male staff members were going out after work to relieve the stress of the job. After a few weeks Steve invited me to join them. The group was composed of mainly guys in their thirties and late twenties. There were 6 in all. Steve introduced me to them and I recognized a few faces from work. Well, we drank for about 2 hours discussng work and our lives. I was a little high and Steve offered me a lift home. I was hesitant since I didn't want my very religious parents to see me in this condition. Steve suggested that we go to his place for coffee and to sober up. I readily agreed.
Arriving there Steve told me that he had a roommate, a former military policeman, who now worked for a local security firm. When we arrived his friend was not at home yet so we settled in for coffee. Unknown to me, Steve had mixed mine with a little Irish cream. It tasted good like a strong, sweet coffee. I had another and was just finishing it when his roommate, Gene, arrived home. Now Gene was everything you'd imagine an ex-military man to be. His tight fitting dress shirt clung to his tall, 6 ft., muscled chest and his slacks seemed custom fitted to emphasize his butt and the bulge in the front. I spent a minute staring at the man. I compared the 2 men. Steve had a slim swimmer's body as opposed to Gene's toned muscular frame.
The two men spent a minute talking before Steve introduced me. Gene had a firm handshake and a winning smile. Seeing our empty coffee cups Gene asked "Is this a post happy hour party? Are two just a bit under the weather?" Steve explained my situation and Gene suggested that I call home to tell my parents that I was having supper with a friend. I made the call, trying to sound sober.
Meanwhile Gene went to change out of his work cloths while Steve was busy in the kitchen making burgers. Gene came back out wearing a t-shirt and a pair of gym shorts that left little to the imagination. "I'll finish the burgers while you change." he told Steve in a rather commanding tone. Steve went off to change and Gene made three drinks, Screwdrivers. He explained "Since you're staying for dinner you might as well get comfortable and have a drinks" I took off my sport coat and my tie before sitting at the kitchen table with my new drink. I watched Gene work in the kitchen. His every move seemed to show more of his hot body. At one point he turned to face me and I realized that he was going commando, no underwear under the gym shorts. He caught my staring at his lower body, "We tend to be pretty informal around the house usually." he explained.
At this point Steve returned wearing a pair of short cut offs and a tank top. His firm upper body showed a lot of effort had gone into his swimming. I commented on the obvious fact. Gene turned and looked "Yep, he swims and works out at the local YMCA a lot. It keeps him pretty fit." I stuttered "I never learned to swim, afraid of the water I suppose." Both of them looked at me in shock before Gene said "We'll have to do something about that. Finish your drink and we'll take you down to the pool in the apartment complex. Steve so you have an extra suit he can wear?" Steve nodded his head and went off to find one. A few minutes later he returned with a swimmer's speedo. It looked pretty small to me. "Go on back to the bathroom and change. We'll give you your first lesson before dinner." Gene suggested. I followed Steve back, noticing an open bedroom door. Inside was a nice king sized bed. I changed while Steve grabbed some beach towels. I passed by the open door on my way back to the kitchen. I saw both men naked preparing to change into their swim wear. In their own way, each of them were perfect specimens of male beauty with firm, tight bodies.
The three of us got into the elevator to go down to the pool. Each one with a towel slung over their shoulders and wearing speedos. At the pool we noticed that there were no other people there. "Everyone must be off to dinner now." Gene commented. The two strolled to the deep end of the pool and jumped in. I stood at the side, terrified of the water and embarrassed. Steve surfaced near me and pointed to the ladder at the far end, "Meet us at the ladder on the shallow end." he yelled before diving under the water again. I walked down to the shallow end and grabbed the top of the ladder just as both men surfaced. Slowly, I stepped down into the water. It felt good on such a hot day. With one on each side of me I was told to relax and grab the end of the pool edge. As I did this, I felt their hands on my body. Each one held me under my stomach and with their other hand they began to move my legs to kick in the water. Soon I found myself floating freely. As I kicked, Gene moved to my waist and began to rub my lower back. This sent a tingle straight to my cock. I felt myself getting hard at his touch. Steve walked up to my shoulders and gently turned me over on my back. I felt Gene's hands supporting my mid-section and then my butt under the water. Soon I floated there with the two men on either side of me.
Over the next hour I was able to swim rather awkwardly but still keep from sinking. Steve taught me to do a back stroke while Gene supported my mid section with both his hands. I began to enjoy the experience. We lazed around the pool for a while before deciding to call it quits. I'd had quite a workout even managing to swim the length of the pool a few times. In the elevator going back up to their apartment Steve asked how I felt? I replied "a bit sore but I enjoyed it." Gene turned and smiled at me before saying "You probably could use a good massage to ease the sore muscles." I agreed that it might help.
Back in the apartment we went into the bedroom with the king sized bed. Steve and Gene stripped out of their speedos quickly. Both were semi-hard but quickly put on boxers. I slowly pulled off the speedo and started to go to the bathroom to get my cloths. "Not so fast, we promised a massage to ease those sore muscle. Here lay down on this towel while I get some lotion." I did as ordered, laying face down on the bed. Steve returned with a bottle of lotion and both men began to massage my sore legs, moving from my calves to my thighs. With four hands working on my naked, lower body I soon felt relaxed and began to drift off. Gene moved to my shoulders leaving Steve to work on my thighs. Steve moved to rub my inner thighs as Gene worked on my sore shoulders with his strong hands. Under their gentle massage I soon felt my cock awakening. I tried to think of anything that might make it soft again. But the gentle rubbing of my body only made me aware of the hands on my body. As Gene worked his way down my back, Steve continued to work on my legs.
After a few minutes, they stopped and Gene said "Time to do the front muscles, turn over." I was terrified at my predicament. Here I was laying on a bed between two straight men with a raging hard on. I slowly turned over. Gene and Steve were on either side of me. Their own stiff cocks sticking out of the slits in their boxers. I had to admit to myself that my own sexual experience was very limited, mostly limited to masturbation. In all senses I was a virgin, untouched. But seeing the two stiff things on each side of me awoke a desire I'd long suppressed. Both men, seeing the desire and lust in my eyes, moved closer to my naked, exposed body. Some deep instinct in me took over as I reached out to grab the two cocks. I heard both men moan at my touch. They had exposed my hidden side. They'd let the genie out of the bottle, never to be put back. I unsnapped both pairs of boxers, watching them fall to the floor. The sight of these two masculine men naked before my eyes brought my own cock to stiffness with a pearl like drop of liquid at its end. Gene reached down with a finger to touch the liquid. He rubbed it around my knob end sending shivers through my body as a moan escaped my lips. Gene's uncut cock head peaked through the folds of skin, a shiny drop at its end ready to be taken. I turned to Steve's cut tool, standing proudly up towards his stomach. Steve reached down and stroked my hair saying "It's your first time, isn't it?" I let out a breathless "yes!" Gene moved closer to touch my own stiff tool saying, "We'll be gentle to make this a memorable time for you. It might hurt for a minute or so but I promise then you'll experience pleasure such as you've never known." I looked at both men before softly saying "I'm a virgin, never had sex with anyone. But I want you both to teach me, to be my first. I want to give you my virginity."
That's all it took. We fell into a mass of masculine sexuality twisting, touching, kissing, feeling every inch of each others bodies. They knelt in front of me, offering their stiff tools for my exploration. While I moved from one to the other, I felt their hands move down my back, searching. I gave out a deep moan as I felt them reach for my ass cheeks. They pulled me open, letting a finger from each one push at my tight pucker. I was ready to surrender myself to our mutual needs. I pulled away from their cocks to softly say "Please be gently." Gene turned me onto my back so that they could see my face at the moment of my deflowering. I felt drops of oil being gently rubbed down my crack and pooling by my tight hole. A finger pushed the oil around my hole then slowly push some into my chute. I moaned louder at the touch of the finger on my most sensitive spot. Gene stood by my head as Steve moved between my now open legs. His cock while not small was larger than I'd ever imagined going into my body. He teased me with the greased head of his cock. I was afraid of the pain that I knew was to come. I felt him move the head to the edge of my exposed pucker. A gentle push forced an inch of his head to open the lips of my tight hole. He remained still for a minute before pushing two more inches into my body. He paused there with just three inches inside of my body. He leaned forward and gave me a deep, passionate kiss. His lips were soft on mine. I felt the kiss end and opened my eyes to see him kissing Gene passionately. As they kissed Steve moved more of his eight inches into my body. It filled me nicely, igniting something deep inside of me that awakened a need. He slowly pulled out then slowly pushed back in to open me to a new thrill.
Gene stood over me holding my legs wide so that Steve could bottom out in my now craving bowels. After a few minutes Steve pulled out nodding to Gene. Gene moved between my legs letting me see the size of his monster cock. It was a thick ten inches of man flesh, hard and eager to be engulfed in my willing, ready chute. I braced myself as I felt the wide head rub against my opening. With slow, forceful pushes he embedded the ten inches inside of my grasping love tunnel. Without withdrawing he turned me over onto my hands and knees. I felt Steve move next to Gene giving him a deep kiss. This excited Gene even more as he pounded harder and harder. I felt his tool thicken inside of me. But he pulled out suddenly, unleashing his love juice over my hole. At the same time Steve let loose with his own cum joining Gene's. My own cock let loose its own load. As I did this I felt Gene push the combined offering of their cum into my now open hole. His thickness pushed the two loads deep into my love tunnel. It fulfilled a need that I did not know existed within me.
I lay there on the king sized bed between the two men. We were breathless of a few minutes, basking in the pleasure we'd given each other. Finally, I was able to speak , "Thank you both, I'm no longer a virgin and I hope that you'll give me another lesson both for swimming and sex."
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