It is also my first attempt at writing
I had been working in a new job for almost 6 months. We were working second shift, and it was in the dead heat of summer. I was just 22 at the time. I had just finished college, and the majority of the crew was very much older than I was at the time. There were a few part time workers also; these guys were all high school students and were 18 year olds.
I never really felt like I fit in with the younger guys. I wasn’t really their boss, but I was a salaried position, and had more responsibilities than they did. We often worked together doing menial tasks at hand. There were 3 guys in particular that all got along well inside and out of work.
First was Gene. He was tall, dark brown long, wavy hair, and the most- beautiful brown eyes I have ever seen. He was rather tall and slim, definitely a swimmer’s body. Gene had a lot of attitude, and I envied that part about him. He was always talking about his girl friends and conquests. Confidence galore.
Daryl was about 5” 6, long dark blond hair with a huge chest and a wrestler’s body. He had the most incredible jaw line as well. Really striking face. He was also a really nice guy.
Tom was the third part of the pact. He was six feet tall, had a great body, not overly built, with blond hair, but definitely would catch your eye. He was a real motorhead as well.
I was in the best shape of my life then. 6’ 2”, 175 pounds, my hair was bleached blond from the sun. Although never athletic, I rode my 10 speed to work whenever possible and had more of a swimmer’s body then. I was usually tanned as well from swimming and water skiing.
It was ungodly hot one-week night while we were working together. It was almost near the end of the shift and we were working together, just the four of us. We were listening to Gene talk about his last fuck. The group started to talk about what was going on later that night after work. Gene said his whole family was in bed already, and since their air conditioners were all running, they would never hear us in their pool. He said it was far enough from the house, and we could easily slide in. I quickly replied, “I can get a couple of 6-packs!” There faces all lit up. Wow, that would be so cool. At their age, they were glad for someone who could get them beer.
I had finally made my way in with the boys. We all agreed to meet after work, and the four of us drove off in my car. We went to the closest bar and I bought 3 6-packs of PBR in 16-ounce cans. They were ice-cold and tasted great Gene directed me to their house, which was only several miles from work. When we arrived we parked on the street and quietly retreated to the back yard. Alongside their above ground pool was a camping trailer. We all went in and relaxed on the bed that ran the rear length of the trailer. In front of us was the cold beer. We had finished our first and everyone was on his second. Tom pulled a joint out of his pocket, and we all had a hit or two. We were all very relaxed and buzzed and Gene said, “You know Stan, we all wondered about you when you first started.” I said “Oh really, what did you wonder about?” Of course I knew what was coming. I was very self-conscience at the time because I myself was just coming to terms with my sexuality. I knew I liked men, but lacked experience. Gene said they all wondered if I was a fag, but after getting to know you, we all think you are pretty cool.” I just about jumped out of my skin when he started, but then realized I was being excepted into their circle. I was relieved!
Shortly after that, Gene jumped up and said, “Enough talk, lets cool off!
With that, everyone stripped down to their tighty- whities (the underwear of choice then) and headed for the pool. I was beside myself in excitement now. My head was buzzing from the weed and beer, and three gorgeous hunks were with me in the all-but naked state. I had always checked out their crotches. They all packed a nice basket. Guys wore tight jeans then as well. (Oh how I miss those days!). We all ran for the pool, climbed the ladder and cooled off. It was an incredibly clear, star lit-night. We were now all caught up in the moment. The sexual tension I felt at this point was overwhelming. Yes I had a boner.
Gene decided he needed to be “free” of his underwear and threw them on the ladder. Daryl did the same. I was way too self-conscience to do that, and for some reason Tom waited to remove his. I was kind of relieved.
Much to my surprise, Gene and Daryl decided to see who could do the best under-water handstand. To my delight, I was able to see Gene’s unbelievable cock handing upside down. It was long, even in the Shrunken-water State. His balls were large, but clung close to the base of his cock. Next Daryl performed. It was huge! His cock had a large head and very veiny shaft. I just wanted to grab it! These guys next started walking under the water on the bottom of the pool on their hands. It was all I could do not to stare longer than I did. Tom and I both watched and eventually joined in. We were both still clad in our underwear, but I could see tom was packing some goods as well.
We finally got out of the water, dried off and headed back to the trailer. Gene was just wrapped in a towel. Tom had gotten dressed right away. Daryl put his jeans on, going comando from his undies being soaking wet. I was just wrapped in a towel with my wet underwear still on. We all had a third beer. It was really getting late. Tom was the first to leave. He was able to walk to his house in the neighborhood.
Daryl stayed and we all finished another beer. At this point, we were all really buzzed-that moment where you are not quite sure if it is time to leave or stay and see what plays out. Finally Daryl said he probably should leave as well. He lived close enough to walk home as well.
Gene looked at me and smiled. “ Are you gonna leave me here all alone now Stan?
To be continued---
I had been working in a new job for almost 6 months. We were working second shift, and it was in the dead heat of summer. I was just 22 at the time. I had just finished college, and the majority of the crew was very much older than I was at the time. There were a few part time workers also; these guys were all high school students and were 18 year olds.
I never really felt like I fit in with the younger guys. I wasn’t really their boss, but I was a salaried position, and had more responsibilities than they did. We often worked together doing menial tasks at hand. There were 3 guys in particular that all got along well inside and out of work.
First was Gene. He was tall, dark brown long, wavy hair, and the most- beautiful brown eyes I have ever seen. He was rather tall and slim, definitely a swimmer’s body. Gene had a lot of attitude, and I envied that part about him. He was always talking about his girl friends and conquests. Confidence galore.
Daryl was about 5” 6, long dark blond hair with a huge chest and a wrestler’s body. He had the most incredible jaw line as well. Really striking face. He was also a really nice guy.
Tom was the third part of the pact. He was six feet tall, had a great body, not overly built, with blond hair, but definitely would catch your eye. He was a real motorhead as well.
I was in the best shape of my life then. 6’ 2”, 175 pounds, my hair was bleached blond from the sun. Although never athletic, I rode my 10 speed to work whenever possible and had more of a swimmer’s body then. I was usually tanned as well from swimming and water skiing.
It was ungodly hot one-week night while we were working together. It was almost near the end of the shift and we were working together, just the four of us. We were listening to Gene talk about his last fuck. The group started to talk about what was going on later that night after work. Gene said his whole family was in bed already, and since their air conditioners were all running, they would never hear us in their pool. He said it was far enough from the house, and we could easily slide in. I quickly replied, “I can get a couple of 6-packs!” There faces all lit up. Wow, that would be so cool. At their age, they were glad for someone who could get them beer.
I had finally made my way in with the boys. We all agreed to meet after work, and the four of us drove off in my car. We went to the closest bar and I bought 3 6-packs of PBR in 16-ounce cans. They were ice-cold and tasted great Gene directed me to their house, which was only several miles from work. When we arrived we parked on the street and quietly retreated to the back yard. Alongside their above ground pool was a camping trailer. We all went in and relaxed on the bed that ran the rear length of the trailer. In front of us was the cold beer. We had finished our first and everyone was on his second. Tom pulled a joint out of his pocket, and we all had a hit or two. We were all very relaxed and buzzed and Gene said, “You know Stan, we all wondered about you when you first started.” I said “Oh really, what did you wonder about?” Of course I knew what was coming. I was very self-conscience at the time because I myself was just coming to terms with my sexuality. I knew I liked men, but lacked experience. Gene said they all wondered if I was a fag, but after getting to know you, we all think you are pretty cool.” I just about jumped out of my skin when he started, but then realized I was being excepted into their circle. I was relieved!
Shortly after that, Gene jumped up and said, “Enough talk, lets cool off!
With that, everyone stripped down to their tighty- whities (the underwear of choice then) and headed for the pool. I was beside myself in excitement now. My head was buzzing from the weed and beer, and three gorgeous hunks were with me in the all-but naked state. I had always checked out their crotches. They all packed a nice basket. Guys wore tight jeans then as well. (Oh how I miss those days!). We all ran for the pool, climbed the ladder and cooled off. It was an incredibly clear, star lit-night. We were now all caught up in the moment. The sexual tension I felt at this point was overwhelming. Yes I had a boner.
Gene decided he needed to be “free” of his underwear and threw them on the ladder. Daryl did the same. I was way too self-conscience to do that, and for some reason Tom waited to remove his. I was kind of relieved.
Much to my surprise, Gene and Daryl decided to see who could do the best under-water handstand. To my delight, I was able to see Gene’s unbelievable cock handing upside down. It was long, even in the Shrunken-water State. His balls were large, but clung close to the base of his cock. Next Daryl performed. It was huge! His cock had a large head and very veiny shaft. I just wanted to grab it! These guys next started walking under the water on the bottom of the pool on their hands. It was all I could do not to stare longer than I did. Tom and I both watched and eventually joined in. We were both still clad in our underwear, but I could see tom was packing some goods as well.
We finally got out of the water, dried off and headed back to the trailer. Gene was just wrapped in a towel. Tom had gotten dressed right away. Daryl put his jeans on, going comando from his undies being soaking wet. I was just wrapped in a towel with my wet underwear still on. We all had a third beer. It was really getting late. Tom was the first to leave. He was able to walk to his house in the neighborhood.
Daryl stayed and we all finished another beer. At this point, we were all really buzzed-that moment where you are not quite sure if it is time to leave or stay and see what plays out. Finally Daryl said he probably should leave as well. He lived close enough to walk home as well.
Gene looked at me and smiled. “ Are you gonna leave me here all alone now Stan?
To be continued---
