Coming Out: An after-school job leads to a sexual awakening

Sitting in class on Friday was painful. My ass was still swollen and bruised from Chris’ spanking. Sebastian noticed me shifting a lot in my chair in English class and asked if I’m OK. I told him that it’s nothing to worry about, that I slipped yesterday and landed hard on my ass. 

I did a lot of thinking that night. My life is suddenly so complicated. 

My desires for guys is coming out stronger and stronger. I really can’t visualize myself with a girl, but I know that’s what mom and dad expect. Trying to learn more about my feelings is next to impossible. 

Remember, this is 1984. There was the medical book in the public library that describes homosexuality as a mental illness. The only stories in the paper or magazines are about how gays can be dishonorably discharged from the military or fired from government jobs, guys undergoing sex changes and bar raids in big cities. 

I’m also getting more angry about Chris’ games and manipulations. It’s not right. I also wonder whether I would have suppressed these feelings and gone on to date girls at some point if he had left me alone. 

I also want to explore more. What would it be like for someone to suck me off or let me fuck them?

I pushed the internal conversation aside and went to bed. I drifted to sleep thinking of the taste of cum in my mouth and the feel of a cock inside my ass. I woke up Saturday to a morning hard-on. I fingered my ass as I jerked off and shot all over my chest. Sebastian’s underwear provided a handy cum rag again.

The day started with mom, my sister and I going shopping at the mall and having lunch together. We discussed family plans for Thanksgiving and visited my grandmother in the nursing home before I went home to shower for work. 

Yep, Chris is the manager and I’m scheduled to close the store with him and Shawn. Ryan and Andrew aren’t among tonight’s team. 

Linda is leaving as day manager when I arrive at Taco Casa. She asks how I’ve been. As I reply, Chris pops out of the office, wraps his arm around me and tells her that he and I are becoming very close. I roll my eyes at Linda and we say goodbye. 

I’m the lead cashier tonight. It’s a steadily busy and the evening flies by. Chris surprisingly has left me alone. Poor Shawn keeps shifting uncomfortably in his tight uniform. His cock and ass constantly look like they are going to break the fabric and pop out. 

At 11, the rest of the crew has left and it’s down to the three of us. Chris is in back, tallying the accounts, while Shawn makes food and I take orders. 

Shawn and I have completed a lot of the evening cleaning when we lock the doors at midnight. for closing. Shawn starts the final clean-up of the front, while I go in the kitchen area to do dishes and clean there. 

That’s when Chris summons me to the office. As he closes the door, I announce, “Chris, I’m not doing this again.” He grabs my crotch. “Listen, you little bitch. You are going to keep sucking me off or getting fucked by me as long as I want. I’ll make your life miserable. You think you’ll go to college if they know you’re such a pervert? I want you naked. Then get my cock out and service me.”

I think and reply, “But Shawn is right there…” 

Chris’ response: “I’ll worry about that. You worry about sucking my big, fat dick.”

I undress until I’m only in my briefs. Chris orders me to remove those as well. I groan, but do so. My cock is rising to attention. Chris tells me to turn around. He eyes my butt and smacks it once, “Don’t make me spank you again. Now, my cock…”

He’s positioned himself next to the door. I drop down, unzip his pants and pull out his cock. “Suck it,” he says.

It’s soft as I begin my task, but quickly stiffens. I’m deeply engaged in the blowjob when Chris takes hold of my head and yells for Shawn to come to the office. I try to move, but Chris has a firm grasp. 

Shawn opens the door and gasps. Chris tells him to come in. 

“This is what I expect from any fag that works for me,” Chris says as he shoves my head deep on his cock. “I told you there would be more training, Roo. I’m going to teach you to be my backup faggot. You’ll be able to go back to Australia and tell all your fag friends about all the fag experiences you’ve had in America. We are the land of opportunity.”

Shawn begins to back out the door, but Chris warns him that he better think twice about that or else. Shawn hesitates and stays in the office.

Chris lets go of my head. “Matty, get up and help Roo out of his clothes.”

Chris sits down in his desk chair to watch. He strokes his dick as I lift up the tight shirt from Shawn’s body. Shawn raises his arms, and I pull it off over his head. I then unbuckle his belt, unzip his pants and pull them down. Shawn kicks off his shoes. I kneel to pull the pants from around his feet. He lifts up his feet one by one for me to remove his socks. I stand again and look. 

Shawn’s a junior. 16. An exchange student from Australia. He’s shorter than me but probably the same weight with his beefier build. His chest is broader and his arms and legs bigger than mine. He keeps his sandy brown hair shaggy, surfer style. Chris has given him the dismissive nickname of Roo, short for kangaroo. 

“Stop stalling,” Chris says. “His underwear.”

I mouth “sorry” to Shawn as I pull down his briefs. I stare at something I’ve never seen before — Shawn is uncut. I’m fixated on how his cock head is hidden beneath the foreskin. I don’t think anyone in any of my gym classes had an uncut dick.

“What the hell is that, Roo!” Chris shouts. Shawn launches into an explanation that circumcision is less common in Australia compared to the United States, but Chris shuts him up. 

“That’s disgusting, but Matty is the one who is going to suck it. I think you two need some fag-on-fag action. You can start by kissing each other.” 

Shawn stands frozen, but I’m not going to challenge Chris. 

I move in and lock lips with Shawn. My hard-on is pressing into him, but his dick is still flaccid. Chris is stroking his cock at the scene and tells us to feel each other up. Shawn tentatively places his hands against my hips, but I’m getting into it. I run my hands through his hair and then over his chest and abs. I then reach around him and caress his back.

I stop kissing and whisper to Shawn that it would be better for both of us if we did what Chris asks. “I’ll try,” he replies. 

Shawn moves his hands slowly up and down my back while beginning to nibble my neck. He flinches as I begin exploring his ass and run a hand between his cheeks. I reach between us and take both of our dicks in one hand and jerk them in tandem. Shawn begins to harden as I play with his dick.

That’s awesome,” Chris announces. “The two of you could shoot gay porn together. Roo, you’ll learn to get more into it once I have you trained properly like Matty here. Matty, kneel and show our Aussie fag how to suck dick.”

I’m back on my knees. I run my hands up Shawn’s legs. I feel the muscles in his thighs and calves and the light coating of hair. 

Yeah, I have a thing for legs. It’s cold so much of the year in Grand Valley, and we can’t wear shorts to school. So, the only time you get to see legs are in the summer or at a gym. I think it’s caused me to have a fetish for them. But then, I also like checking out guys’ pits, nipples, treasure trails… The list goes on. 

I lick Shawn’s inner thighs, around his sac and up to his pubes. He has huge nuts that I focus on. I roll my tongue around each and suck on them. Shawn is hard with half of the cock head sticking out from its hood. If you’re wondering, Shawn has a fat dick, about 7 1/2 inches long like mine.

I start stroking Shawn’s cock, watching the flesh move back and forth over the head. I hold the cock tight on a down stroke, completely exposing the head, and begin licking and mouthing it. Shawn lets out a loud yelp. “It’s very sensitive. Please! That’s so intense.”

I tell him I’m sorry. I release my hold, allowing the foreskin back over the head, and start mouthing the entirety of Shawn’s cock. Shawn is leaning against the wall, his head back, his hands stroking my hair, and he’s moaning constantly. 

Chris is continuing to stroke himself while watching us. I haven’t been sucking long when Shawn thrusts forward and screams out. I wasn’t expecting him to shoot yet. But he is. His body is shaking intensely as he fills my mouth with cum. “Oh, my God. Oh, my God,” he says. 

I swallow the load. Then, I take hold of the cock and lick from the bottom of the shaft up over the head. Shawn lets out a long whimper, bucks forward and releases additional cum. 

Chris isn’t happy. “What the hell, Roo? That was too quick! Are you trying to ruin our party?” 

Shawn is blushing. “I’ve only ever had one other blowjob, and I don’t jerk off much. I was pretty loaded.”

“It’s your turn. Get over here,” Chris says to Shawn, pointing to his own cock. Shawn looks at me, but I’m lost in thought about swallowing a load of international cum and trying to decide if it tastes different at all. 

Shawn gets on his knees between Chris’ legs and takes hold of Chris’ dick. He reluctantly runs his tongue up the shaft. They are tiny, brief licks. My focus has returned. I see a look of anguish on Shawn’s face. 

Chris is telling Shawn to do better in very graphic terms. Shawn begins stroking Chris’ dick with his hand and wraps his mouth around it and starts ever so lightly brushing across the head and very upper part of the shaft. It’s clear he’s trying to take as little of Chris’ cock into his mouth as possible. 

“You asked for it, Roo,” Chris says. 

He grabs Shawn’s head and begins face-fucking him. Shawn gags as Chris plunges himself into his throat. As he punishes Shawn’s mouth, Chris asks if he wants to try again. A mumbled yes escapes from Shawn’s lips. 

Chris lets go, and Shawn lifts his head up and takes several deep breaths. 

“So, you’re going to try?” Chris asks again. 

Shawn says, “Yes. Yes, I will.” 

Shawn grasps Chris’ dick and begins sucking — he’s using his tongue and lips more and makes his way more than half down the shaft. Chris leans back and enjoys the blowjob for a while. But then, he fixes his gaze on me as his breathing becomes more labored. He seems like he’s hatching the next part of a scheme. 

He grabs Shawn by the hair and pulls him off his cock. 

“You’re doing better, but you aren’t taking my load. Matty’s ass is. He’s going to suck you while I fuck him, and I’ll keep fucking him until he makes you cum again. Since you just came, Matty’s pussy is going to take a long, hard pounding from me.” 

Chris stands up and undresses. He takes a jar of Vaseline from the desk and hands it to Shawn. “You get to lube my cock and his hole. Matty assume your position for us.” 

Shawn coats Chris’ cock as I get on all fours. I see from Shawn’s face that he really doesn’t want to do his next task, but he moves behind me and begins lubing my hole. I let out a deep breath as he pushes one finger and then two into my ass with more lubricant. 

I wonder how soon I’ll be able to get Shawn to cum again considering the size of his load minutes earlier. I’ve jerked off a couple times in one night so I know he can do it. The question is when. I look at Shawn and see that his cock is soft. Shawn begins to stroke it, but Chris yells for him to stop and says he isn’t allowed to help me. 

“Get ready for an all-nighter, fags,” he laughs. “Get in front of him, Roo,” Chris says as he kneels and smacks his cock against my ass. 

I lean forward and suck on Shawn’s nuts. That seemed to arouse him earlier, so I hope it does again. His dick wakes up at about the same time as Chris presses the tip of his cock against my hole and penetrates me.

I take Shawn’s dick in my mouth and begin sucking it as Chris drives himself hard and deep into my ass. Shawn leans his head back and moans at the feel of my mouth wrapped again around his cock. It returns to full length under my intense focus. Shawn begins rubbing and pinching his nipples, adding to his own stimulation. I’m glad he’s trying to help because Chris is giving my ass a brutal fuck.

Despite his and my efforts, it’s clear it is going to take me longer to get Shawn off a second time. The fatness of his cock is a challenge, particularly given much of the movement of my mouth is not controlled by myself but by Chris hammering my ass. I find myself gagging when Chris rams forward and pushes my face hard into Shawn’s pubes.

Chris eventually switches. He locks a hand on my shoulder to hold me in position for his thrusting, but he moves his other hand under me and begins stroking my dick. 

"You see, Roo, they taught me in psychology class about Pavlov and association. I’m making this little bitch here associate his ability to cum with me fucking his pussy.”

I'm awash in sensation. Shawn’s cock in my mouth, Chris’ dick is up my ass, and my own dick is being stroked. 

Finally, Shawn announces breathlessly that he’s about to cum. Chris tells him that he can’t shoot yet, but Shawn replies that he can’t stop it. He fires his second load of cum into my mouth. Some dribbles out the corners of my mouth as Chris has continued to fuck me hard from behind. I think Shawn’s second load may have been larger than the first. 

My arousal level is maxed out by this, and I begin shooting. 

At this point, Chris pushes my shoulders down toward the floor so my ass is positioned higher. He raises up and drills downward into me and fills my ass with his sperm. 

Shawn is leaning against the wall, panting. I’m lying on the floor, and Chris drops into the office chair. “OK, fags, get dressed and finish cleaning this place. Hurry up. I want to go. If you don’t finish quickly, we’ll stay and see how long it takes Matty to get Roo off a third and fourth time.”

Shawn and I dress and go back to work. We look at each other in a way to say that we want to talk about what happened. But we can’t with Chris around. We’ll save that conversation. Chris is in need of a comeuppance. I also wonder what happened with him being disciplined by management? Is he just going to get off with everything scott-free?