Date: Sun, 23 Sep 2001 19:46:37 -0500
From: Dusty Black <black2@bright.net>
Subject: Medic_23

	This is my first story I've written.  It did truly happen to me and
I had to tell someone.  It's too good to keep to myself.  It is a narrative
of what happened.  This story was written over several days so sorry if the
tenses are off.  This happened in Medic 23, hence the title.
	My first experience was with a guy at work.  I am an EMT-Basic.
That means Emergency Medical Technician.  I drive an ambulance and save
lives.  There are different levels of EMT.  I am only a basic but if you
take further schooling you can become a Paramedic.  We work in shifts.  We
work 24 hours on at station and then we have 48 hours off.  So every third
day I work.  A few shifts ago I got a new partner.  He's a paramedic.  He's
really cute.  Not completely drop dead hot but there's something about him.
He's about 5'11, my height.  He wears about a 29 inch waist, I mean he's
skinny.  He's 24 years old.  He's married and his wife is pregnant.  I'm
not really sure that he wanted to marry her but with her being pregnant and
his family pressure he did.  She's really pretty.  She's starting to get
her belly and her waddle.
	My first shift with Chad, he asked me to give him a blow job.  It
was just a casual, joking, homophobic thing.  He even said it in front of
like two other people.  I said "sure," like it'd be nothing.  Later on he
kept hounding me about it whenever we'd get alone. I told him I would but
we'd have to go out away from station because I was not getting caught.
Still at this point I wasn't sure if he was serious or not.  We never got
away from station that night.  There were lots of people around so there
was no chance I was doing anything but there are always other shifts.
	The next shift he started out first thing asking about it.  You
have to understand, he is always extremely horny, talking about sex and
pussy and everything else.  So whenever he would ask if I were really going
to give him a blow job I'd say "sure."
	After few runs and later on in the evening, I'd say around 8:30 at
night we needed to go get fuel for our truck.  As soon as we got in the
truck he asked me if I was ready.  I told him yeah but there was to much
light and people at the gas station.  After we were done as he was backing
into the bay, he remembered about his blow job.  I told him there was no
way at station.  After a little while I went to bed and we didn't have
anymore runs.  Oh well, nothing happened this shift either.
	I was completely dissapointed nothing happened.  I was sure that he
was just teasing and nothing would happen.  I mean, he's married.  He's
always talking about girls.  I really wanted something to happen.  From day
one I wanted him.  I don't even really know why.  He's a complete prick.
He's just a scrawny, little boy.  There was just something about him.  His
attitude.  His presence just screamed sex.  The way he wore his medic pants
on his cute little ass.  I wanted him so bad.
	The next shift, he started in on the very same thing.  "When are
you gonna suck my dick."  "Will you give me a blow job."  I just kept
telling him I would.  One time he made me shake and promise I would do it
before the shift was over.  I told him as long as he got me away from
station where there weren't any people, I would do it.
	The day went on without incident.  We were moderately busy since we
were the only Medic crew on station that night.  About 9:30 we had a run
going to a higher level hospital for a heart catheterization.  We were
preparing for the trip.  We had to get a pump since there was a drip
medication hanging on their IV.  Sometimes on runs like these we take a
third person.  Another younger guy we work with wanted to go with us.  Chad
was going to let him but I grabbed his arm and said "Don't you wanna be
alone on the way back?"  I kinda raised my eyebrows and laughed it off.  I
still wasn't sure that he was serious.  Needless to say we didn't take
anyone with us.
	We left for the smaller local hospital.  We loaded the patient and
took off.  We drove lights and siren to the hospital because he was in
critical condition.  It took about 25 to 30 minutes when driving hot so it
takes about 50 minutes when driving at regular speeds.  We got to our
destination and unloaded the patient.  We cleared the hospital and made the
cot.
	We no longer got in the truck and out of the parking lot and Chad
asked if I was ready.  I played nieve.
	"Ready for what?"
	"You know what, come on.  Don't do that to me.  You promised."
	"Promised what?"  I'm good at nieve.
	"My blow job."
	"Oh that's right.  Well I don't know.  What would your wife say?"
Good point.  Maybe he'll back out.
	"We kinda have an understanding."
	"What do you mean?"
	"We've talked about this.  She's cool with it."
	"Oh so you do this all the time?"
	"No but she messes around with girls and I don't care."
	"So have you ever done this before?"  I wanna know who he's been
with.  I might not wanna do this.
	"No.  Have you?"
	"Nope.  Haven't done anything like this."
	I was so excited.  You have no idea.  I had such a wood.  My mouth
was so dry I had no idea if I could even suck a dick.  My mind was running
a hundred miles per hour.  The conversation kept on like that for a while.
	Eventually the conversation went to dick sizes.  He said his wasn't
very big.  I said I wasn't very big either.  He said he had a cute little
dick.  Then we moved on and he said he thought he was a little messes up in
the head.  He said in sixth grade his neighbor is now gay.  He said they
used to just compare sizesand his friend would play with him.  He said at
the time he just thought it was kid play but now he was actually thinking
about doing stuff.
	From the begginning I just assumed I would suck his dick but now he
was talking about sucking my dick and then me sucking his dick.  I wasn't
so sure about this.  I did really wanna suck his dick but I'm not really
comfortable with my body.
	He made me promise and shake that I wouldn't tell anyone.  I
explained I couldn't because Then they'd think I'm gay.  He agreed the
same.  Then he says "Well we have to do it at the same time."
	I asked "Do what at the same time?"
	"Well if there is going to be any touching or anything it has to be
at the same time so the other person can't back out."
	About that time I notice he'd undoing his belt.  I swallowed hard.
"Are we gonna do this?"
	I told him "I'm curious and I'm up for it if you are."
	"Well I've got my pants unbuttoned.  I suggest you do the same."
	I slowly undid my belt.  I swallowed hard again.  Why is my mouth
so dry?  I unbutton my pants, I unzip.  I untuck my shirt.  "What now?"
	I look over and there is a little pink thing in his lap.  "I've all
ready got mine out."
	I pulled my dick out.  I'm glad it's dark, I think to myself.
"Mine's out too."
	I just look at him. He's so cute.  "Put your arm in the middle.
Make sure we can reach while I'm driving.  Put that arm rest up."
	I did as he said.  I would commit highway robbery if he asked me
too at this moment.  I put my arm in the middle.  He all ready had his arm
hanging over my way.  His hand grazes my hand as I reach over to his lap.
Cold chills all the way down my back.  Breathe.  About that time his finger
tips touch my head.  His hands are cold.  This feels good.  I reach over
and touch his.  It's warm and so, so soft.  I play for a few seconds.
	"Are you all right with this."  Aww.  How cute.  He's concerned.
	"Yeah I'm fine."  What are you kidding?  I've NEVER been better.
	"Are you sure?"
	"Oh yeah."  Did that sound to desperate?
	"Well what do you think?  Wanna try more?"
	"Sure."  Not much for volunteering conversation at this point.
	"Well I wanna try that."  He points to my dick and his eyes kinda
raise as he says it.  Cute.
	"I'm gonna pullover at the rest stop and we'll trade spots."
	He's gonna suck my dick first.  What do you know.  The straight,
married, soon-to-be father wants to suck a fags dick.  I've always known I
was gay but I'm more of a pleaser.  When I jerk-off I don't think of
someone doing stuff to me.  I'm always doing it for them.
	We keep playing with eachother untills he pulls into the parking
lot.  He buttons up his pants and walks around to the passenger door.  I
just climb over to the driver's seat.  I start going.  When we're back on
the road he gets on the floor in between the seats.  He tells me to pull it
out again.  He asks if I can pull my pants down a little.  Like a moron I
say "My underwear too?"
	"It'd kinda be hard to suck your dick with them on."  I pull them
down about mid-though with my pants.  As soon as his head gets close, BEEP
BEEP.
	"Hey guys.  Where are you at?"  The radio.
	"We're in service on our way back."  Chad tells the dispatcher.
	"Well hurry back.  You're the only crew I got."
	"Ok, we'll listen for runs."
	I kinda laughed and mumbled "Figures."  Before I knew it his head
was in my lap again.  He put his lips around the head of my dick.  I
moaned.
	"Are you all right?" Chad asks.
	"Oh yeah.  Just feels good."  Don't stop baby.
	He started again.  He was sucking and running his tongue around it.
It felt really good.  Something feels "scratchy" on the head.  My head is
pretty sensitive anyway but this was too much.  All that keeps running
through my mind is I'm going to hell.  First I'm having sexual relations
with a guy.  He's married.  He's gonna be a father.  I'm at work.  I'm in
an ambulance.  I'm driving down the road.  But it feels so right.  If this
is wrong I don't want to be right.
	A car pulls up from behind.  Chad freaks out and jumps in the back.
"Tell me if cars are coming so I can hide so they won't see me.  Slow down
and let them pass us."  I do as told.  They pass us and he resumes.  After
about 3 minutes or so I start getting close.  A car comes.  He jumps in the
back again.  Why does he keep doing that.  Doesn't he know they can't see
him.  The car goes by and he just starts jacking me off.  Man, this feels
good too.  I'm getting close.  I tell him.  He goes down on me again.  Well
I lost that.  He can't keep stopping and expect me to get off.  Another
minute or so and I'm getting ready again.  Another car.  He hides to my
suprise.  He starts jacking me off and says "Now I know what women go
through."
	"What do you mean?" I ask.
	"It makes your mouth tired."  He's so cute.
	I mumble "You....don't have to finish."  I want to suck your cock.
	He keeps on jacking me off.  He started playing with my balls a
little.  Oh this feels good.  He reaches under my sack and puts pressure on
the skin between my bag and my butthole.  He asks if I'm getting close
again.  "Yes" I whisper in my out-of-breath, sexy voice.
	 Once again he stops.  This time is sort of worth it.  He wraps his
sweatshirt around the base of my dick to catch the cum.  He starts again.
It's not long and I know it's coming.  "Here it comes." I warn.  He jacks
faster.  Now usually on my own, I just keep jacking faster after I blow for
another five to ten seconds.  He just stopped after my first load.  One or
two slow strokes and that was that.  He wiped his hand on the sweathirt and
wiped me off.  He turned on the maplight and grabbed my cock.  He kinda
wiggled it around a little as if to examine it.  We were on some back road
and just came up to a stop sign.  I put the squad in park and pulled up my
pants and buttoned them.  He got out and walked around to the driver's
seat.  I just climbed through again.
	He unbuttoned himself and pulled his pants down.  I got down
between the seats and he started driving.  About that time another vehicle
came up behind us.  He told me to wait untill we lost them.  It was kind of
odd becasue after like four minutes of driving they were still following
us.  Every road we turned on they did.  Chad says "I'm losing my wood."  He
stokes it a couple of times.  I reach over and knock his hand out of the
way.  I start playing again and bring it back to full strength.
	The car turns off.  Moment of truth.  Are you gonna back out?  Hell
no.  I lean over and look.  It's about like he described.  About 6 inches
long about really skinny.  It's beautiful though.  It looks perfect.  Not
like I've seen lots before but from pictures on the internet, it is
straight, and doesn't look all deformed like some.  The head it rounded and
slightly bigger than the shaft.
	I kiss it.  I lick my lips and put them around the head.  I start
going up and down.  After a few minutes he starts breathing hard.  My mouth
was so dry a little bit ago, now I'm drowning in slobber.  I gag a few
times.  Actually if he would have sat still I would have been fine but he
got into it and started raising up into me.  I suck up and bring my mouth
off of the head.  I swallow.  I'm drowning here.  Then I pucker my lips and
run them down the underside of the shaft.  I grab the base of his cock and
start jacking him off.  He moans "Yeah" in a really low, sexy tone.  Oh my
god I love this guy.  I start sucking again, going up and down the shaft
while jacking the base with my two fingers.  I smell this really funny
smell.  It kinda of reminds me of like cedar chips for hampster cages.  And
then I taste something salty.  I figured out what it was but there wasn't
very much.  I tried to swallow but then the rest came.  I swallowed a
couple more times and got it all.  I did one last swipe over his dick and I
had succeeded in givng my first blow job.  He stopped and pulled up his
pants.
	"What do you think."  He said.
	"I don't know. I need to brush my teeth."
	"Here.  You want a drink of my pop."  He hands me his pepsi.  "Well
I prety much know I never want to do that again.  What do you think?"
	"I don't know."  Of course I do.  Are you ready to go again?
	"I know what women go through and why they don't like to do it."
	"Yeah."
	"So are you like weirded out.  Are you OK?"
	"Yeah I'm fine."  I'd do this everyday if you'd let me.
	"Well remember, don't tell anybody.  Are you sure you're OK?"  How
sweet.
	"Yeah I'm all right.  You definately don't have to worry about me
telling anyone at work."
	"I don't want you to tell anyone.  You tell someone somewhere else
and it will get back to me.  I know lots of people."
	"OK.  I won't tell anyone about you."  You just have to know how to
word it.  I would have died if I couldn't have told anyone.
	"Go clean up and make sure you don't have stuff all over you.  Hey,
let me give you some advice."  What's this all about?  "Don't ever think
you can get by without using a condom.  You have a lot of cum."  Awww.
He's so cute.  Looking out for my best interest.
	"Ok."  I mean how do you really respond to that?  We're back at
station and I get out and pretty much sprint to the bathroom so no one will
see me.  I turn on the light and lock the door.  Oh my god.  I have cum all
over my pants.  I grab a rag and wet it down.  I rub my pants and clean it
up as much as possible.  Luckily they're dark blue pants.
  I still have a place that looks wet.  I wash my face and hands and brush
my teeth.  I walk out back and it's dark outide.  Thank god.  No one can
tell about my pants.  I sit down and start blushing.  I just want to shout
to the world what I just did.  Everyone is just talking and acting normal.
I look over at Chad.  He looks at me and I wink.  He looked away.  Since
then it's beens a few days.  He hasn't even made eye contact yet.
	I just wonder a few things.  Did he tell his wife?  Will he?  Has
he done this before?  What does he think?  And most importantly, will he
let me do it again?  We work together next Tuesday.