Date: Sun, 27 May 2007 21:04:13 -0700
From: Wolf pomo <whitewold999@icqmail.com>
Subject: First Job (gay / first time, M/M)

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                     First Job
                         By
                        Wolf

	James was just twenty-one when he graduated
from UCLA Structural Engineering School.  He was
fortunate enough to be selected to go to work for a
small engineering firm that builts commercial and
office buildings.  The owner was an Architect with a
good reputation for building attractive buildings that
were stylish and practical.  His name was Paul Hess.

	James came from a rather religious family and
he had spent most of his time studying hard to
graduate in the top of his class both in high school
and college.  He had always been a shy youth around
girls so he had not dated much.  In fact his only
sexual experience had been as a result of his college
friends insisting on him going down to Tijuana to see
the bull fights.

	They took him bar hopping afterwards.  They
insisted on going upstairs with a bunch of whores.
The woman that had singled him out was in her
thirties and rather hard looking.  She had on a
colorful tight fitting dress.  She led him to a small
room with a hard cot.  The door to the bathroom was
open and it was filthy.  There was toilet paper all over
the floor.  The sight repulsed him.

	The woman turned her back to him and pulled
the zipper on the back of the dress down.  She
stepped out of the dress.  She was totally naked as
she hung the dress on the back of the door.  When
she turned to face him he saw her brown body.  She
smelled of a cheep perfume.  She helped him get
undressed because time was money.  The quicker she
got him off the quicker she could get back downstairs
to hustle another trick.

	When she had James naked she wrapped her
hand around his cock.  He had never been touched
like that before.  He normally had a five inch cock
that would get to about six inches when he had a
hard-on.  But having this strange woman masturbating
him it looked at least eight inches long.  She
recognized his shyness and in her broken English she
asked him if this was his first time.

	James blushed as he admitted that it was.  She
beamed, "I will treat you right."

	She sat on the cot and pulled him on top of her
and guided his boner into her cunt.  She grabbed him
by the ass and drove him home.  James fucked her as
fast as he could.  He was dripping sweat onto her
face.  She didn't like that and turned her body so
that his sweat landed on the cot.  She was talking
dirty to him, trying to get him to cum but her
language only turned him off.

	She got impatient because it was taking too
long.  She figured the quickest way to get him off
was to give him a blowjob.  She had him lay on his
back and she mounted him in a 69.  The result was not
what she would have expected.

	It was not that James didn't enjoy the blowjob
it was the fact that he had never had legs straddling
his head before.  He was looking at her hairy pussy
and smelling her.  She did not smell bad at all.  Her
pussy had a fruity aroma.  What he was thinking was
how many time had she washed her pussy already this
evening.  There was nothing she could do to make him
cum.

	She finally gave up and told him that he should
come back another time.  She got up and went into
the bathroom and wiped her cunt with a hand full of
toilet paper which she just dropped on the floor.  She
came back in and stepped into her dress and zipped it
up.  She gave him a kiss on the cheek and was out the
door before James could get his pants up.  He
resolved to himself to just waiting until he found the
right girl.  That had been his only sexual contact
when he landed the job.

	He was fortunate to get assigned to a rather
prestigious job on a retail building that was looking
for as much unobstructed floor space as possible and
more that just a box on the out side.

	James was given the job of designing the
necessary structural supports and practical office
and bathroom spaces along with the electrical layout
necessary to fit into the stylish building Paul had
designed.  As the deadline approached James was
putting in a lot of overtime to get the plans ready.

	The last night he had to finish he was working
late and when he finished printing the last drawing he
let out a war hoop that echoed in the empty office
space.  The door of Paul office opened and he came
out looking for what had made the noise.

	James was very excited at getting the job
finished before the deadline.  Paul shared his
excitement.  The two of them laid the drawings out
on a light table and looked at them.  Paul was standing
beside James as he flipped through the stack of
drawings.  He was pleased with the way the young man
had made good use of every inch to provide the
customer with everything he wanted and still leave as
much open space as possible for display of product.
He said, "This calls for a drink.  Would you care to
join me in a victory drink?"

	James was not a drinker but what the hell he
felt like celebrating.  "Sure Mr. Hess."

	Paul corrected him, "Just call me Paul, sun."

	James said, "Yes Sir.  I mean Paul."

	Paul playfully wrapped his arm around James and
led him to his office while he ruffled the youth's
blond hair.  He produced a green bottle with a sailing
ship on the label.  Paul suspected that James was not
much of a drinker so he popped the cap on a bottle of
7-Up and mixed the first drink for James about equal
parts on ice.  He handed the eight ounce glass to
James.

	James felt the burn as the liquid went down his
throat.  The second sip he tasted the 7-Up.  By the
time he finished the glass he didn't mind the taste.
Paul refilled his glass with not much 7-Up this time.

	Paul was so exuberant that he hugged James to
his chest and kissed him on the mouth.

	James was a slim, five-foot eleven, blond with
blue eyes.  Paul was a stocky built six-foot four, dark
haired man in his fifties.  His hair was turning gray at
the temples and his mustache was graying too.

	He knew that it had shocked James to be kissed
on the mouth by a man.  He didn't stop the kiss.  He
liked the smooth feeling of the youth's face.  James
may not have shaved in 18 hours but his beard was
soft enough that he could probably go a couple of
days between shaves.  Paul on the other hand had a
thick beard that had a five O'clock shadow just hours
after shaving.  His stubble felt like sandpaper on
James cheek.

	He felt uncomfortable being kissed by a man
like that.  He didn't know what to do.  He turned his
body as if to get away from the man but Paul held
him.  Paul kissed his neck and he moved his left hand
to James chest.  There was only a white short sleeve
dress shirt and undershirt separating Paul's hand
from his chest.  James felt his cock respond as his
boss played with his nipple between his strong
fingers.

	Paul used his right hand to reach down and cup
James' basket.  He could tell that the youth had a
good hard-on.  He stroked his cock through his
slacks.  James was not resisting his advance.  He
directed him to a modern couch against the wall.

	James turned his head as if to say something
but Paul kissed him on the mouth again.  This time he
forced his tongue between James lips.  James could
not believe how excited he felt being kissed by the
man that he admitted so much.  He looked upon him as
a father figure.

	Paul skillfully unbuttoned the shirt with one
hand and unbuckled the belt with the other.  He had
the zipper down and pulled the cock out of the boxer
shorts and pants before the shirt was unbuttoned.
Paul felt the cock and saw that Paul was circumcised.
He slid his hand up and down the shaft of the cock.
He gently used his fingers to feel the knob of the
helmet shaped cock.  James was weak kneed and his
cock was jerking in the man's hand.

	Paul turned lose of the meat long enough to pull
the shirt off of James.  Then he pulled the
undershirt up and over his head.  As he turned James
around, he pulled his pants down along with his shorts
as he sat him on the leather couch.  He pulled the
pants and shorts down to the ankles.  That way James
could not spread his feet any wider than his 34 inch
waist would allow.  He placed his hands on the creamy
white knees and spread his legs.  When James legs
were spread as far as they would go Paul reached for
the youth's scrotum and gently lifted them up.  He
bent forward and sucked the left nut into his mouth
and used his tongue to bath the sack.  Then he
stuffed the right nut unto his mouth and sucked on
both of them.

	James did not know what to do.  What should he
do with his hands?  Should he shove the man away of
pull his head closer?  He tentatively placed his hands
on top of the man's head.  The hair was so much
thicker than his own hair.  When he ran his fingers
through the wavy hair it sprang back into place
almost as if his fingers had been nothing more than a
comb.

	James' cock was resting on the cheek of the
older man's face while he sucked the nut sack.  There
was a drop of pre-cum come at the opening of his
cock and as Paul went about sucking the scrotum the
drop touched his cheek and as the cock moved there
was a string from the man's face to the youth's dick.

	Paul reached up with both hands and took hold
of both nipples and pinched them as he let go of the
scrotum.  He admired the youth's cock before he
slipped his mouth over the knob.  He slid his mouth
down the shaft until his noise was resting against the
reddish pubic hair.  He sucked James' cock with the
skill of a long time cock sucker.  James thought he
was heading for the same results he had experienced
with the Mexican whore.  By that he thought he
would get a ragging hard-on but not be able to cum.

	Paul figured James was not very experienced
but never figured he was almost a virgin.  He would
feel the youth's cock swell but he was holding back.
When Paul's jaw was getting tired he had an
inspiration.  He shoved his mouth down over the meat
at the same time he shoved his index finger up the
youth's asshole.  The shock of a finger being shoved
up his ass took his mind off of his cock and he
climaxed.  James was quivering and his knees were
shaking as he pumped cum into Paul's mouth.

	Paul swallowed some of the first squirts before
her pulled his head back enough to get some of the
young man's cum on his tongue so that he could taste
it.  He reveled in the taste of James' cum.  When
James was sucked dry he sat back on his heels and
held the cock as it went limp.  He smiled up at James
and thanked him for satisfying his need for cum.

	James wondered what he should do next.
Should he pull his pants up and go home or should he
do the same thing to his boss.  He figured being the
new man on the team he better find out if he could
suck cock.

	Paul got up and retrieved their glasses.  He
filled them and watched as James had a good swallow.
While he was standing in front of James he watched
as James used one hand to hold his glass and with the
other he pulled the belt to free the buckle.  Paul was
quick to set his glass down and peel off his own shirt.
James saw that his boss had graying hair on his chest
as he pulled his undershirt over his head.

	James gave up and sat his glass down so that he
could finish taking his bosses pants and boxer shorts
off.  Paul stepped out of them.  All he had on was
black crew sock and black oxfords.  James had
wondered what his boss would look like naked.  What
he saw was interesting.  Paul had a cock that was at
least seven inches long in the flaccid state.  It hung
limply over his scrotum.  The noticeable difference
between their cocks was that Paul was un-cut.  The
foreskin completely covered the head of his cock.
There was at least a half inch of extra skin that
looked like an empty fire hose.  The pubic hair was
graying too.  The scraggly hairs on his balls were wild.
The scrotum hung low.  The left nut was lower than
the right.

	As Paul stepped forward James took hold of the
cock and lifted it.  He used the other hand to lift
Paul's scrotum up and put the sack into his mouth.  He
used his tongue to roll the nuts around in his mouth
the way his boss had done to him.  He was surprised
that he didn't mind the way it tasted.  It tasted like
sucking his own blood from his arm after cutting it.

	The long cock was lying against the side of his
face.  As the older man became aroused the cock
came to life.  It started to thicken and raise up
wards until it was pressed against James' forehead.
The pre-cum started leaking out of the older man's
cock and drip down James' forehead.

	James felt the slippery moisture on his
forehead and some was even getting into his
eyebrows.  The pre-cum even blurred his vision.

	James figured it was time to find out if he
could suck cock.  He took hold of the shaft.  It had
not lengthened that much but it had gotten much
fatter and harder.  James peeled back the foreskin
and looked at the knob of the old man's cock.  His
knob was much rounder than his and the opening
seemed to be on the underside of the knob.  It was
also wet.  When he pulled the foreskin all the way
back behind the knob he saw that there was a
yellowish scum ringing the head.  He tasted it with his
tongue and it was bitter.  When he tried to wipe the
scum away with his fingers Paul flinched like he had
pinched him.  He figured the only thing to do was
stick the damned thing into his mouth and start
sucking.  He wrapped his hand around the shaft and
slipped his mouth over the knob.

	Paul took hold of the side of James head and
started fucking his mouth.  He must have enjoyed
what he was doing because he was moaning non-stop.
James was not expecting the man to cum so quickly.
He almost choked on the gush of liquid that splashed
against the back of his throat.  He swallowed as much
as he could.  A little leaked from the corners of his
mouth.

	When Paul pulled his cock out of the youth's
mouth he smiled when he saw the white milk dripping
down the corners of his mouth.  He stood there
milking the last few drops of cum from his fat cock.
The last thing he did was pull on the end of the
foreskin and them he wiped James' lips with the wet
finger tips.

	He sat down next to James and hugged him and
kissed him.  James was getting into kissing a man.  He
felt like he was kissing his father.  It was a warm
feeling that made him feel warm and loved.

	They finally had to get dressed and go home so
that they could be back at work bright and early to
present the drawing to their customer for final
approval.

	James wondered if they would ever have sex
again or if what had just happened was a one time
event.  The next day was very jubilant.  There were
only a half dozen men and a couple of women that
worked for Paul.  Most of them were still working on
other projects but they got to enjoy the victory.
James was given the job of over seeing the actual
construction of the project.  When he was not going
to be in the field supervising he would be in house
making last minute changes as necessary and starting
to study concept drawing for another commission.

	Nothing was said between them about their
party the rest of the week.  James figured it was
going to be a one time event.  He didn't have to face
the idea that he was gay.  He was struggling with one
of Paul's concept drawing trying to figure out how to
make use of the interior space.  He was figuring out
how to use the building placement to use natural
sunlight to its best advantage.  Office space for
management in corners with narrow vertical windows
that were deep set so that southern sun would not
over heat the office at the same time give the
manager a good view of a city park across the street.
He was so intent on his computer drawings that he
didn't even notice that Paul had entered his cubical.

	Paul tapped him on the shoulder, "Hay son.
Everyone has gone home.  Why don't you let me buy
you dinner?"

	For the first time James looked up and saw that
it was dark outside.  "That sounds fine.  Let me save
this page.  He saved his hard drive and used a USB
port hard drive to back it up.  He turned off his
computer and grabbed his sports coat as he followed
his boss for the door.  Their cars were the only ones
in the lot next door.

	Paul said why not you ride with me.  I can bring
you back after dinner.  James simply headed for the
passenger side of the car.  James had admired Paul's
car from the first time he saw it.  He was driving a
ten year old Toyota Celica himself.  Paul's late model
BMW sports convertible looked so cool.  It was
hopped up with a K& M air filter, tuned exhaust and
performance computer chip.  When he started the
engine the thing came to life with a thunderous
sound.  Paul handled the gear box like a race car
driver.  They weaved through traffic like a cab drive
being paid by the minute.  They pulled into a
restaurant on the metrical mile.  James knew the bill
for dinner would be as much as his weakly pay check.

	They were drinking while they ate dinner.  When
they were finished eating Paul headed the car
towards Malibu.  They were cruising up the old Pacific
Coast Highway in no time.  Eventually Paul slowed
down and pulled into the middle of the road and
whipped the small car into a driveway of a house on
the beach.

	James had no idea that Paul had a house here
among the Hollywood Stars.  These houses dated
back to the thirties and were rather small but were
outrageously expensive to own.  They were under
threat from fires in the hills to the north and during
the winter months the waves undercut the
foundations.  Paul's home had been retrofit with
concrete pillars down into the base rock under the
sand.  The side of house facing PCH looked more like
a fort than a home.  Everything that could be done to
make it fire proof and sound proof had been done.

	When Paul pulled into the garage the door
closed behind them.  The garage door opened into an
aviary that was surprisingly quiet.  The old Spanish
looking arched doors led into a spacious living room
with attached kitchen and dinning area.  He was
shown the lower level that was a spacious family or
game room.  The third floor was the bedrooms.  The
ones closest to the highway had no windows facing
the highway and they were sound proofed.  The
master bedroom was very large.  There was a huge
sliding door onto a patio that over looked the other
floors patio.  The view was marvelous.  You could see
all the way around the Santa Monica bay to the Palos
Verde's Hills and to the west the sun was just setting
behind Point Dume.  It was a Hollywood Kodak
moment.

	While James was admiring the view Paul came up
behind him and wrapped his arms around him and
kissed his neck.  He was also starting to rub the front
of James pants.  When James looked over his
shoulder Paul kissed him on the mouth while parting
James' mouth with his tongue.  The kiss was every bit
as passionate as their last kiss the other night.

	They stood there in front of the window as Paul
removed James' clothes.  When James was naked he
wanted to undress Paul.  While he was unbuttoning his
shirt and unbuckling the pants Paul hand one hand on
James cock and the other hand was wedged between
the crack of his ass.

	When they made their way to the big bed Paul
asked James if he thought he was ready to be
fucked?  James had never though about letting a man
fuck his ass but right at this moment he wanted to
please this man so much he would have done anything.

	Paul produced a bottle of KY from the
nightstand.  He greased up his nasty looking cock.  He
placed James on his back across the bed and lifted
his legs up and rested them on his shoulders.  Then
he greased up James' asshole.  After closing the
bottle cap he tossed it off of the bed.  Then as he
held James' ankle he walked forward on his knees.  He
wiggled his hips around until his un-cut cock was lined
up with James' asshole.  He pressed forward slowly
until the young man's sphincter opened up.  It hurt
like hell as the knob entered his ass.  Paul moved
slowly until his dark pubic hair was pressed against
the younger man's butt.  When he started fucking him
he could not resist taking hold of James' cock.  With
every thrust he pulled on the cock.  As his climax
approached he picked up the speed of his fucking he
increased the hand-job.

	James was the first to cum.  He spilled cum all
over his smooth belly.  Paul rubbed it into his skin
until he stopped moving because he was squirting his
own cum into James ass.  When his went soft and his
cock slipped out of the tight asshole he leaned over
and licked James belly.  They cuddled up and fell
asleep.

	It was early morning and the sunlight was
starting to brighten up the bedroom when James
woke up.  Paul had already gotten up and peed.  He
had also made fresh coffee for them.

	James got up and headed for the bathroom.  He
was standing in front of the toilet holding his cock
while he pissed.  Paul came into the bathroom and
kissed him on the neck while he handed him a mug of
coffee.  He also reached around to take hold of the
cock.  He held it while feeling the liquid flow through
the cock.  When James was finished Paul shook it for
him.   Then he led him by the cock back to bed where
he assumed the submissive position.

	James figured he better grease his cock first
but Paul clung to his legs and pleaded with him to fuck
him hard and fast.  James was still holding the mug in
one hand while he guided the cock into the dark hole
with the other.  He was watching as his cock parted
the hairs ringing Paul's asshole.  He held is breath
when he felt his cock slid into the man's asshole.  He
held onto the man's hips and started fucking him.

	They were both looking out of the window as
the sky brighter and the water turned from dark blue
to an aqua marine color.  The wet sand looked so cool.
There were even some early morning health nuts
jogging up and down the beach.  Paul was moaning his
satisfaction of the way the young man was using him.
James held on as long as possible but he finally
climaxed in Paul's bowel.  When his dick went limp and
slipped out of the old man's asshole Paul turned
around and sucked the young man's cock clean.

James could not believe the man would suck his cock
after he had just pulled it out of his asshole.  James
had a lot to learn and Paul was just the man to teach
him.


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