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The STUD at work is gay! After two years of driving taxi I was the designated ‘trainer’ for the company. All new drivers spent the day with me learning how to use the radio, log sheets and other necessary tasks for a rather simple job. One day I get called on the radio to head to the dispatch and pick up a new driver – Jim. Well, I get down there and meet Jim, a gorgeous hunk of young flesh. He is 5’9”, 190lbs of rippling muscles with a friendly easy going look. We did the training and he started his first shift. Of course in a very short time all the ladies went gaga over him. He wass everything a woman could want: friendly, outgoing, courteous, cute, great personality and a body to die for. Blond haired, muscled, blue eyes…an Adonis in a crowd of mere mortals. He joined the office softball team and every Friday, we went for a quick drink at the local watering hole. He and I hit it off and I even met his parents (he still lived at home) and we would hang out together at times, just for a coffee or game of cards. So in addition to being a fellow employee he also became a friend. We, like all young guys, talked of this and that and off course of our love lives. He eventually started driving in the next town over (same company), so we didn’t see each other as often even though trips would go between the two towns. If things were slow we would take a coffee break before we headed back to our ‘home’ town. One evening I got Kurtköy Escort a call and it was Jim. He was wondering if I wanted to come over to his place and maybe we could go out for a drink or 2. That sounded reasonable, so I hopped in my car and made the 15 minute drive to his apartment. He buzzed me in, and as he was just getting out of the shower, I had a coffee while he got ready to go out. We hit the local club and ordered a drink. With the music going it was quite loud but not unreasonably so. We listened to the music, talked and had a second drink. I asked if he had found anyone special yet and he replied he hadn’t. I found it strange as he seemed to have everything going for him, couldn’t imagine him single. Jim eventually said, “It’s pretty quiet in here, I haven’t had dinner, how about we go back to my place and get something to eat?” Since it was quiet and not much was happening I agreed, we headed out to the car and started the short ride back to his place. While Jim was driving he drops the shocker. He put his hand on my thigh and said, “You asked about me finding someone special. I haven’t because it’s you I want. Since the day you trained me, all I could think about was how to get you to fuck me. I dreamed about sucking your cock until you cum in my mouth. Or being fucked hard.” I am sure my response was no more intelligent than a simple – “Oh!” “You’re not mad or upset Kurtköy Escort Bayan are you? I thought I should tell you the truth.” “No not angry or mad, just a little surprised.” “Well I didn’t know how to break the news, so I thought I would just be straight forward,” he said. Being a punster I said, “There is nothing straight about this conversation.” He snickered and then said, “Well since you seem cool with the conversation, can I at least suck your cock tonight? You deserve something for me dragging you all the way out here.” This was mind boggling. Never did I think God’s gift to woman, wasn’t interested in them. Guess you can never judge a book by its cover. We got back to his place and my head was still spinning. This greek god wanted to be fucked by me So we got back at the apartment and were deciding whether we should start playing then eat or eat first and then have the rest of the night to play. I asked him, “Do you want to eat first?” “Eat what would be the better question,” he replies. We opted for a light dinner first. I decided to cook the dinner and as I am at the stove, things start to unfold. He stood behind me and wrapped his hands around my waist, slowly sliding his hands down to my growing cock. “Careful,” I said, “we don’t want to have any spills.” (Yeah corny line I know.) He nuzzled my neck and said, “Oh I won’t let a drop of your cum spill. I have Escort Kadıköy dreamt of this night since the first day we met.” He continued to rub my cock and ass, nibbling and kissing my neck, getting my hotter and hotter. I swear the kitchen went up by 20 degrees at least. When I turned to get something off the counter, he dropped to his knees and mouthed my hard-on through my jeans, squeezing my ass and pulling me hard against his mouth, all the time moaning softly. “Go set the table, sucking or fucking in the kitchen with hot pots on the stove is a bad idea,” I told him. Reluctantly he got off his knees and set the table. My mind was racing and I could barely think of what I am supposed to be doing. All I could think about was how good it felt having him play with my cock and what was going to happen after dinner. So we ate and cleaned the dining room. Then it was show time and I was nervous as hell. It still hasn’t sunk in that this guy is a raving queer and all he wants is a cock in his mouth or ass. As we moved into the living room he peeled off his shirt. He stopped me with a hand on my shoulder, I turned and as he wrapped his arms around me, we started kissing. It was heaven. His broad hairy chest against me, his hips pressed forward and rubbing against my cock, my mind was reeling. He peeled my shirt over my head and started to rub my chest, as we frantically necked, tongues exploring and fighting in our mouths. As I slid my tongue into his mouth, he sucked it as if it were my cock. We eventually made it to the sofa and sank into it, never breaking our embrace. It was like high school all over again. We were necking and running hands over each others bodies, exploring and delighting in the pleasures.