An afternoon’s work.
In high school I worked as a page shelving books. During the school year we were required to work two evenings and one Saturday. In the summer it turned into a 40 hour per week job. In addition to shelving books we needed to read shelves (make sure everything was inits correct place. This included the non-public closed stacks areas. It was time consuming and sometimes we were paired with another library page.
There were about fourteen of us high schoolers from different high schools across the city. We didn’t get to know each other until we started working with each other at the library. We would sometimes socialize during the summer months going swimming. That provided the opportunity to chang into swim suits in front of each other. Some of the guys were more modest in front of each other, others had no qualms about nudity. I enjoyed seeing the guys naked always soft, never erect. As there was a difference in our physicality there were differences in cock size too. One guy, Ned, was handsome and about 4” soft, low hanging balls, and a nice thick black bush of curly pubes.
One afternoon I was paired with him reading shelves in the closed stacks. We had been giving another co-worker, Bill, a hard time telling him he should be giving us blow-jobs. Bill was a nice guy, but smaller in stature to us. Bill was needed else where in the library and he went off. Ned and I continued the thread of blow-jobs and Bill was the one to give them. Ned then asked me if I had ever had one, and I answered “Yes”! It was another guy in my neighborhood and it was memorable but only happened once. It didn’t take long for me to explode in his mouth. The guy had his cock out as he sucked me and he shot his load. I added that before the blow-job we had beat off together and that was how I learned to do it. Ned shared a bit about his experiences and that he jerked off as least once a day and that this conversation was getting him horny. There was an awkward moment of silence as he reached over and touched my cock through my pants. He withdrew his hand and I summoned the courage to do the same to him. When I touched him through his pants he seemed to be fully erect. More award silence and he finally said “We might need to do something about this”. I said “We can’t do it here in the open”. On this level of the library there were two restrooms, single toilets with doors that locked. He suggested he go to the one on the far left and I should follow a few minutes later.
I took a deep breather, waited two minutes and walked over to the john where Ned waited. I slipped in and locked the door behind me. Ned undid his pants he was wearing tights-whities like I was. I could see his hard cock through the fabric. I unfastened my belt slid my pants down as he slid down his underwear. The hard cock was in view along with hairy balls and curly pubes. I slid my briefs down and my cock pooped up. We looked at each others tools and then started to stroke. Slowly at first, then more rapidly as we watched each other rub up and down. He reached over touched me a continued to jack by that time I was reaching a climax and shot into the toilet bowl. I grasped his cock and tried to find a rhythm. I wasn’t successful and he finished himself off. We carefully zipped up and flushed the toilet. I slipped out the door and returned to the stacks. He later returned and our conversation covered TV.shows, music, and movies. The previous activities were never talked about again.
My regret was that it never happened again and that I didn’t suck his fat, meaty cock. I could have really gotten a close-up look. You can believe I jerked off again when I got home from work and the images and what could have been fueled my fanatasies for several days.
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