ERECTORS By Mike Austin nasstop@yahoo.com
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That day Mack had cruised Josh from the Acme job trailer was pivotal. Since kicking Greg out, he'd been guarded about his hook-ups and spent more time in recent memory, just jacking off, often repeatedly to unwind and for the endorphins release. Not that he was timid of meeting new guys or didn't have the opportunity, he'd just withdrawn. He'd been burned, AGAIN.
Mack married right out of high school, but his wife wanted the moon NOW and as an apprentice electrician, the bucks and the moon were still far away. He was busy taking trade courses and then began community college work, all stretching his meager salary until the stress broke the marriage. Colleen moved out, filed for divorce claiming spousal abuse/mental cruelty. Mack's attorney suggested he not contest it, show the court his earnings and pray that the judge will grant the divorce without spousal support. Her attorney wanted guaranteed alimony based on his potential earnings and not his current ones. The judge considered the options; found that Mack behaved as a good and faithful husband and in a trick of fate, gave Colleen an option. She could pay for his college and trade school expenses now, with the option of getting a larger alimony settlement in five years when Mack would become a journeyman electrician, OR she could accept $200/month for the next 5 years and then it would cease or until she remarried. Mack and his attorney were overwhelmed at the judge's ruling. Clearly Colleen couldn't afford Mack's school and trade course costs even though it might benefit her going forward so she accepted the stipulated amount and timeframe. Mack left the courtroom, free and clear of his money grubbing ex. He'd been burned badly this time and it cost him $200/month when his take home was just under $500.
Mack quickly determined he needed a roommate to help with apt. and living expenses. Colleen was back with her folks and paying nothing to them. The small two-bedroom apt. he and Colleen had leased and was recently renewed for a year, was modest, but too much for 1. She had taken all her bedroom furniture, that is THE NEW bedroom furniture Mack bought as a wedding gift, leaving him his old furniture he'd had since high school; a double bed, nightstands and chest. Mack advertised in the Craigslist "looking for roommates" section and interviewed 5 guys. He landed a college guy who was a year away from graduation, but took off to earn the bucks he needed for classes that last year. He worked at a local car dealer in the Parts Dept as a runner. The pay was modest but afforded him time to also work at McDonald's at night. The pair of jobs met his living expenses and gradually built his college fund. Jake was a down-to-earth 20-something with a head on his shoulders and a degree facing him 12 months out. At 24, both guys were the same age and in the same financial crunch and the 50/50 split living expenses met all their needs. Jake brought his bedroom furniture from his folk's house, a t.v. and stereo, clothing, but not much else. He settled in quickly after paying a deposit and first month's rent in advance. The pair got along well.
Mack hit a video store one night after class; entered a booth; there was a gloryhole, a couple fingers crooked and worked to get his attention. The fingers and the hot video playing on the dim screen in the dark booth, the loud music all mingled with the couple of beers he'd downed after class, had worked to bolster his courage. He hauled out his dick, stroked it at the hole, then plunged through and into a warm, waiting mouth. The mouth, tongue action, beers, dark room with a bitch moaning loudly as she was being double fucked, rushed Mack's orgasm. It was a knee shaking rush of cum. His heart pounded, his dick spasmed repeatedly in the hot mouth in the adjoining booth until he was done. He suddenly realized the ache in his balls as he'd been punching the hole with his lower torso, catching his nuts between his torso and the wall. He eased back; the guy on the other side of the hole gave Mack an AOK sign and left. Mack stood in the booth, his dick dripping with remnant cum, stymied and yet, felt somehow complete. "Fuck Colleen and those bitches like her, I'm done with them for now" then he zipped up, stepped into the poorly lit hallway, lined with booth doors on either side and a few single guys, staged against the wall, waiting. Leaving the dark hallway, the brilliant light of the video store burned Mack's eyes and temporarily blurred his vision. Then he recalled the fantastic blowjob he'd just received, climbed into his truck and headed home. That was the first gay blow job, but would not be the last.
Mack became a video store regular and quite sought after feeder. Almost every night after class he hit the video store and was on a first-name basis with the clerks and many of the eaters in the hallway. His need for beer to bolster his courage ended and he was content to get head and go home. His baseball jock torso made him an enviable top and Mack soon made the decision to try gay sex outright. One night he hit "Larry's" a gay country-western bar just off campus. It was a Wednesday night and there were only 6 other customers, a bartender and bar back when Mack made a clumsy entry, tripping on the bent up threshold of the front door. "Gotta watch that trip hazard, we keep it that way to discourage the cops" yelled the bartender at Mack. Mack nodded and approached the bar, ordered a beer and scoped out the bar, customers and weird wagon wheel lighting. "Name's Terry, welcome to Larry's" the bartender announced and reached his hand out for a shake. Mack quietly nodded, shook hands, took his beer and headed to the jukebox. He felt every eye scrutinizing him. No sooner had he drained the beer can, than another appeared on the tray by Mickey the bar back, who added "Just a welcome to Larry's from all of us; you're new here or just visiting and wanted you to feel welcomed". Mack felt a sense of relief, raised the beer can as a thank you gesture to the customers and barmen, and guzzled the icy brew. Two hours and multiple beers later, Mack headed home, with a pronounced buzz. Passing the small bedroom, he found Jake asleep shirtless, blonde hair dusted across his pecs. Mack stared at the sleeping stud, wondered if Jake had ever sucked dick, then stumbled to bed and passed out until the alarm and sound of Jake's piss stream, woke him.
The workday crawled by. Pete, the journeyman he worked under was a good guy, but today he was too busy to explain things to his protégé/apprentice and Mack got the sense of staying out of trouble and out of the way, and went about doing things he was already trained for and felt comfortable doing. The plan worked and at the end of the day, Pete, apologized for leaving Mack to fend for himself. Mack begged off "no complaints here" and Pete offered after-work beers as amends, knowing that Mack had no classes on Thursday nights. The pair hit Osgood's, a local bar on the strip. Pete was divorced too and set about trying to get some gash from a co-ed that the pair of guys could slam until dawn. Mack begged off, having gotten hammered the night before and he had homework, being his excuse. Pete, gave a thumbs up as he moved on a red-head. Mack replied AOK and left for his truck and the video store. Curtis the night clerk on duty, waved Mack through and after his eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, saw Rolf, a blonde German and avid cocksucker, motioning for Mack to join him in a booth and a gay movie. Mack did, and in that booth that Thursday night, Mack kissed his first man. In no time, Rolf dropped down, hauled Mack's heavy dick out and blew him. Drained, Mack zipped up, winked at Rolf and headed to his truck and the small apt he shared with Jake.
The Friday morning alarm went off. Mack needed to piss, walking past Jake's room, now saw Jake's naked ass and torso. Mack dressed quickly and hoped to exit before Jake woke, but wasn't the case. Jake stood, piss hard extended, passed Mack headed for the bathroom and gave a thumbs up and grin, neither guy spoke. Mack made for his truck then headed to McDonald's for coffee and breakfast en route to work. Sitting in line to place his order, he reflected on Jake's hardon and low hanging balls, his own bone stiffening until the order taker yelled at him through the mic for his order. Mack's dick throbbed as he left the window with his order, navigated the traffic and arrived at the job trailer to meet Pete who was also just arriving. They spoke, lined out the day and left for their tasks. At noon, Mack hit Dairy Queen, for a steak finger basket and shake which he brought back to the site, but sat under a tree watching the other guys. It was payday and the Acme admin guy would show up in an hour with paychecks, giving Mack ample time to get his in the bank after work and head to campus for his night courses. He had two more weeks of class before the first Summer Semester. Like Jake, Mack hoped to graduate in a year but would have 12 months ahead of him after this semester. Mack found himself recalling Jake's dick as he settled into class. He imagined his roommate slamming some blonde, seeing the hard tight glutes clench and release, clench and release as Jake pounded away. He refocused just as the World History II lecture began. After class he needed to piss before World Lit II class, then hit the video store for a major cum-feeding session or perhaps two.
Rolf was there with another eater he recognized. Mack nodded to Rolf and motioned to join him in a booth. Rolf responded readily, dropping before Mack, who was already unzipping. Rolf helped the stud free his dick and balls and quickly mouthed the well coated head then swallowed in one gulp. Mack's hands gripped his willing cock-sucker and fed him dick as long as he could hold off cumming. He knew Rolf swallowed, so there was no "dance" of do you swallow or not, as his balls tugged up slightly. He felt the building cum break free and fire down Rolf's throat. "Appears you were ready for that my friend" Rolf noted and Mack nodded an affirmative. "Got a second load perhaps" again Rolf probed; Mack nodded yes and stroked his thick veiny dick and offered it to the eager eater. The second load came quickly and with as much force. Mack had worked up a sweat in the small booth, tugged off his shirt, wiped down, thanked Rolf and headed out front and to his truck. It was the first time many in the hallway saw Mack's firm torso. They were impressed and he was the subject of lots of gossip. Mack found the apt empty as Jake wasn't yet off from McDonald's. He poured milk and made a double-decker PBJ, then hit the sack.