I'm Mark Davis, a twenty-six year old gay male. I am a successful businessman and my preference for men is known only to a few close friends that enjoy male sex also.
One Saturday morning, I headed for the local large grocery store to do my shopping. As I walked into the store I saw him taking out a ladies groceries.
He was a tall slim yet extremely muscular young man close to six-three, who appeared to be in his early twenties. His arms were large and hairy and he had a neatly trimmed narrow beard and moustache. His eyes were sky blue and his smile was magnificent.
I knew he had to be a new hire as I had never seen him before. My heart raced wildly and I knew I had to find a way to get him in my bed.
This store insist on customer service. No matter how small your purchase is, the management insist that it is carried to the customers car by a sacker.
I did my shopping and made sure I went through the checkout lane where he was working. He sacked my items as I requested and began following me to my car.
As we walked across the parking lot, I asked, "You're new here, aren't you?"
"Yes, sir. I just started on Wednesday. I just work on the days I don't have classes and on weekends."
"I assume you mean college?"
"Yes, sir. I'm a sophomore majoring in accounting."
Looking at his name badge, I said, "Well, Sam, I'm Mark, and I'm here every Saturday for my major shopping so I hope I'll see you again."
"I'm sure you will," he said with a smile as we reached my car. He quickly loaded my items into my car and I handed him a five dollar bill as a tip.
"Wow, thank you sir."
"It's Mark, not 'sir'."
Smiling again, he said "Got it."
I left with an aching in my crotch. He had me horny as hell.
For several weeks, I made sure Sam was my sacker. During that time, I found hot he was just nineteen and had no girlfriend. According to him, he spent his time working and studying to keep his grades up in order to keep his scholarship.
At one point, he asked what type work I did. His eyes lit up when I told him I was a certified public accountant and had my own business.
"Sam, if you ever need any help with any of your studies, please let me know. I'll be glad to assist in any way I can," I told him trying to give him a reason to come by my place.
"Thanks, Mark, I just might," he replied.
And in the following weeks, as we'd walk to my car, he would occasionally ask me a question, which I eagerly answered.
We soon became friends and enjoyed seeing each other.
He took several summer classes trying to graduate a year early, and I again offered my help.
Then one Saturday, he said that the following semester he was taking a class that he was afraid he might have some trouble with. He told me that he had already bought the book for the course and some if it didn't make sense to him.
"Sam, what time do you get off today?" I asked.
"At three, why?"
"I've got nothing planned for this afternoon. When you get off, why don't you go home and get your book and come over to my place. We can start going over it and hopefully it will start making sense. I'll throw some burgers on the grill and we can have dinner."
"Damn, you really did mean that you'd help me, didn't you?"
"Yes, I did."
I gave him my address and phone number and he said he'd see me around four.
"Come comfortable. I'll probably be in shorts and a tank top."
Just before four, my doorbell rang. Answering it, I found Sam also in shorts and a tank top that revealed a nicely muscled hairy chest.
I invited him in and offered him something to drink. He asked for a soda and I got us both one. As we sat in the den and talked, I commented about his build and being so hairy at his young age.
"I have a some workout equipment in a spare room that I use daily. As far as being hairy, my dad was exceptionally hairy."
"He passed away two years ago unexpectedly."
"I'm so sorry," I said. "What about your mother?"
"She died when I was twelve in a car accident. It's just me now."
I felt sorry for him but it was obvious that he was handling it well and I told him so.
He thanked me and said that when his dad died he inherited everything. The house was already paid off and his dad had a nice insurance policy that he had put into savings.
"I managed to receive a full academic scholarship all the expenses I have are the usual household ones, like power, water and gas, plus insurance on the house."
I decided to change the subject and suggested that we get to work going over the book. Sitting at the dining table side by side, we began our task. I made sure my leg was against his and to my surprise he made no attempt to move his.
We took our time and I'd explain anything he didn't understand. Before we knew it, it was seven o'clock. We decided to take a break and fix dinner.
We went out to the patio and fixed the burgers and ate poolside. He commented on the pool and asked if I minded if he brought his swimsuit the next time he came over.
"Not at all," I replied.
We later returned to his book and when we again sat at the table, I noticed that it was him that put his leg against mine this time. we finally stopped just before midnight.
"Sam, your between semesters right now, right?"
"Yes, I am."
"Do you ever get a day off at the store?"
"Sometimes," he said. "I do have Wednesday off this week. Why?"
"Well, I was thinking. Why don't you meet me here Wednesday morning about seven and you can go to the office with me and see what goes on and maybe do some work so you know what to expect."
"Man, that sounds awesome. I'd love that." Before he left he came to me and gave me a tight hug, thanking me for my help.
He did come to work with me and he was exceptional on the work I gave him to do. My mind began working overtime.
The following Saturday when I did my shopping , I suggested that he come over after work and just relax for a change. "You can take one day off. It won't hurt you."
He smiled and said he'd be there. He again arrived just before four that afternoon.
When he arrived, I had a beer in hand and offered him a soda.
"I'd really prefer a beer," he said.
"Sam, you know you're underage," I said.
"I know. I have some at home a bud buys for me. I only drink them when I'm not leaving the house that night."
"Well, you can have one here if you want but you have to give me your keys. The last thing either of us needs is for you to have an accident or get stopped by the cops. You have to agree to stay the night here."
"Agreed," he said, reaching into his pocket and handing me his keys.
I put them away in my bedroom and handed him a beer. We went out to the pool and as we did he said sharply, "Oh fuck!"
"What's the matter?" I asked.
"I forgot my swim trunks."
"Well, I don't have one to offer you, but if you're not shy or bashful, you're welcome to swim nude. I do it all the time."
"Yea. I purposefully built the fence extra high for just that reason."
"Well, in high school and at the gym, I've been nude with other guys, so I'm cool with it."
"Fine, then. If you want to feel free to strip down and dive in anytime."
He smiled and said, "I just might."
We finished our first beer and when I returned o the pool with our second, Sam stood and removed his shirt. His chest was magnificent and I couldn't help but stare.
Then, without hesitation, he quickly removed his shorts then his briefs. There he stood before me totally nude, reminding me of the statue David.
I handed him his beer and after taking a big swallow he dove into the pool. When he surfaced, he smiled and said, "Fucking awesome!"
I smiled and quickly stripped down as he watched and stood before him in my naked glory. I watched his face as he looked me over. I dove in and was soon standing beside him.
"This is the first time I've ever swam nude and i love it. It's such a free feeling."
"I know. That's why I do it. I don't even own a swim suit."
We began to clown around and wrestle and on a couple of occasions I felt his hand brush across my cock. It quickly stiffened and I noticed he began brushing against it more often. I did the same to him and found that he too, was rock hard.
Soon, we were locked together facing each other each holding tightly to the other trying to dunk the other. Suddenly we both froze, our faces just an inch or so apart, looking into each others eyes.
Then it happened. He leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine, parting his lips. I immediately responded and parted mine. Our tongues explored each others mouth for a moment, before he suddenly pulled away. He climbed out of the pool and I followed and as I stepped up to him he said, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that. I think it best if I leave." He picked up his clothes to get dressed and as he did I turned him around and kissed him.
When we parted, I said, "I'm glad you did it. You didn't see me resist, did you. I've wanted to kiss you like that since I met you."
"Yes, I have, and I'd love to do much more with you."
He looked at me and said, "Same here."
"Well, then, what's stopping us."
I wrapped my arms around him again and we kissed passionately before easing to the soft grass, our bodies cuddled together. Seconds later we were in a hot sixty-nine, hungrily sucking each others cocks. Soon, we were swallowing each others thick creamy loads.
After another kiss, I said, "You're definitely staying overnight now."
"I know," he replied.
Before long we were in my bed making out. He looked into my eyes and asked me to fuck him which I did gladly. His hot ass was tight and firm and he told me to fuck him hard. I did and soon filled his ass with my load. Afterward I had him fuck me. He may have only been nineteen but did he ever now how to suck and fuck.
As we lay together, I asked how long he had been having sex with guys.
He said he started at fourteen with his best bud and his buds eighteen year old brother. They had been sucking and fucking for over a year and got him started. he said he loved it from the start.
I asked if he got to play much and he said that he only went out about once every two weeks but since he was under the drinking age he couldn't get into the bars so he said he cruised the park. I warned him about how dangerous that could be.
We had a great evening and the next morning after another sixty-nine he left to go home and get ready for work.
After that when we'd see each other at the store, we both wanted to kiss the other but of course we didn't. He would however come by my place a couple of times a week for hot sex.
His senior year arrived and his courses got tougher. I made a suggestion to him.
"Sam, your courses are tougher this year. I can help you with them. Why don't you move in here with me and rent out your house. If you live here, I'll be here every night to assist you."
He thought it was a great idea and soon moved in with me, renting his house to a young married couple.
He made it through his final year with flying colors, and as graduation neared I said I wanted to talk to him.
As we sat by the pool nude, as we usually were, I said, "How would you like to work for my firm?"
"Are you serious? Mark, I'd love it."
He began work for me and continued to live with me. We grew exceptionally close and I helped him get his CPA certification.
We went to dinner to celebrate and as we drove home he reached over and grasp my right hand and said, "Mark, I love you so much."
I pulled to the curb and turned to face him.
"Sam, I love you too. I have for a while. Will you be mine forever?"
Well, that's what happened to the grocery sacker. We still shop at the same store and most of the others have figured out that we are a couple. Sam and I have been together for three years now and are completely and totally in love with each other. We do have others over for swim parties and play, but when we play with others, we're both there, but not necessarily in a three way.
I've made Sam a partner in the firm and the rest of the office staff accept us openly.