(Names have beeo protect the identity of some people involved.)
Mike is a barte the o where I work. He is one of the sexiest bastards I have ever seen. He’s 24 years old, 5’5” tall, stocky and muscular, with really short dark hair. One night, I went on break and happeo run into Mike ihroom/locker-room. He was ging clothes in a ging stall, and he greeted me. “Hey Bill.” he said, and I returned his greeting. He was wearing black work pants and a white tank top. His nipples were hard and his chest hair was obvious. He put his work shirt into a small duffel bag, and then dropped his pants. I leasantly shocked. His bulge was huge! He was obviously well endowed from what I could see. I couldn' t help but stare. Then he pulled some sweats out of his bag, and turo me, asking, “Are you on break?” I said, "Yes." and he asked, “What are you eating for lunch?” I don’t knoelled me to say it except for my lust for Mike, but I said, “I’d really like to eat your cum.” Mike said, “What?” and I replied, “You heard me.” Mike chuckled and said, “I’m not gay." I said, “You don’t have to be gay, just horny.” Mike said, “I don’t think I could do that." He went back to ging clothes and then turned bae. He said, "I didn' t know you were gay, Bill." I replied, "I' m bisexual. It’s the best of both worlds for me." Mike tried to tinue ging. I asked, " I be ho with you?" and he said, "Sure." I told him, "You' re the sexiest guy I’ve seen in this whole place.” Mike said, “What' s it like to have sex with men?” I said, "It’s just skin and fri. Sex is sex.” Mike said, “That’s one way of looking at it.” as he pulled on his sants. I said, “So how about it? Do you want a blow job?” Mike said, “I don’t think so, Bill. It’s too risky in here.” I replied, “We go into one of the ging stalls and nobody will see a thing.” I really wanted his y mouth. Mike said, “I don’t want ao find out if I do this.” I told him I would ell a soul. And I wasn’t lying. Oer could lead to more and I wasn’t about t