Gay Male / 49
After I left home and before I went to college I got a job working at a motel as the overnight front desk clerk. The old man that came in to do the books stayed a couple of hours and left and I had the rest of the night alone for myself. I got to talking with the old man and told him it was really pretty boring until around six when some guests checked out and he brought me these magazines and told me that they would help me pass the time.
They were all Hustler magazines, and well used. He sat beside me and showed me the best pictures, describing the women and telling me about what he did in his youth. I didn't pay that much attention to it, but while we were flipping through the magazine he grabbed me and told me that I was young and I could get a real hard on. He stayed long after the normal time he went home as we looked through magazine after magazine together, reaching out to touch me to see if I was hard, telling me that I was supposed to get hard, real hard, all that T&A and I wasn't hard?
He left the magazines with me and asked several times if I was less lonely now that I had some pretty girls to stay up all night with. Hint, hint, stay up as he grabbed me and held me telling me to let lose, enjoy what I had before I got old, never let a good hard on go to waste. I don't know why I just let him hold my dick like that, he didn't want to let go and I didn't want him to let go so I stood there while he held and got my dick into a hard on telling me that is what he meant, get hard, stay hard and fuck the next bitch that walked in the door.
He unzipped my pants and holding my dick in his hand said it was a beaut, lots of guys he knew would give their left nut for a dick like that, I should be proud of it, nice and hard like that, a dick like that could have any pussy it wanted. I told him that I had never been with a girl, he laughed while he grabbed and manipulated my dick in his hand. The place was dead quiet, the front doors were locked, and he pulled me by my dick over to the little stool behind the front desk and he had me get on the stool and he sucked my dick. He would stop from time to time, grabbing my dick with his hand telling me that I had a dick, a dick like that wasn't something to pass up, and he would start sucking again until he hit the trigger and it was time to cum.
"Oh God boy, this is what I want" he said. He ran his hand over my face and said he better go before he did something really stupid. I stayed behind still feeling his mouth on my dick, I tried looking at a couple of the Hustler magazines but I just couldn't get into them. The next night when he came it he said hello, ran his hand on my face and asked me I had slept OK and he went to work closing the books for the day, not speaking much leaving me to myself at the front desk. After he was done he came out and said he had to talk to me and that thing that happened last night had to stay tight, he grabbed me once and ran his hand over my face and said he had to go.
It was like that night after night, he did his job and he would leave, patting my face or grabbing my crotch or butt before leaving. My day off came up and I told him I was off and he said he what did I want him to do, so it was my day off. I got the hear look boy answer, he didn't want to get in trouble, sure he liked me, but I was trouble and I had to understand that, he couldn't afford to lose his job because his military pension wasn't enough.
I spent the day at home, I had his address and looked it up and I got in my car and drove over there. He lived in this duplex in a not so nice part of town and I knocked on the door and he let me in but he told me I had to go. After a long state down he told me I was trouble, blue lightning trouble, he kept touching my pants and I got hard and he told me that is what I was trouble as he hit my hard dick in my pants. He took my hand and put it on his dick in his pants and he asked if that is what I wanted, if I didn't like girls did I like guys, because liking guys was blue lightning trouble.
We took our clothes off and he held my naked dick in his hand and sat on the bed and sucked me while he ran his hands up and down my legs and hips and asked me if for sure I was doing it for the first time. He pushed himself up on the bed and held his dick in his hand and said it was time for me to show him I was into it all the way and I sucked his dick. I was into it all the way, I sucked him and held his dick in my hand and he held my head with his fingers through my hair. We lay down side by side and we made out for a while grabbing our dicks until he got hot enough and he put me on my stomach and put a pillow under my hips and said I may not like it, he used some stuff he had beside the bed and ran his finger all the way in my ass and then got on and ran his dick all the way in my ass.
After we got dressed he told me I had to leave, he couldn't afford the trouble. He told me to watch myself, I was only going to get in trouble, if the cops caught on what we had just done was against the law, go find a girl to fuck but not to get caught up in that. He quit he job at the motel and I never saw him again. But all these years later I remember him, he was my first in so many more ways shining a light on what I really liked. I threw those old Hustlers away, I had an uneventful couple of years at college and moved on into a purchasing job for a company downtown. I was older and recognized the signs better and got along with a vendor's rep and we sucked dick together until he decided it was time to take it up another notch. After our first sex I told him about the old man back at the motel, and how he said I was nothing but blue lightening trouble and blue lightning became my nickname after that and that's the name of my truck.
They were all Hustler magazines, and well used. He sat beside me and showed me the best pictures, describing the women and telling me about what he did in his youth. I didn't pay that much attention to it, but while we were flipping through the magazine he grabbed me and told me that I was young and I could get a real hard on. He stayed long after the normal time he went home as we looked through magazine after magazine together, reaching out to touch me to see if I was hard, telling me that I was supposed to get hard, real hard, all that T&A and I wasn't hard?
He left the magazines with me and asked several times if I was less lonely now that I had some pretty girls to stay up all night with. Hint, hint, stay up as he grabbed me and held me telling me to let lose, enjoy what I had before I got old, never let a good hard on go to waste. I don't know why I just let him hold my dick like that, he didn't want to let go and I didn't want him to let go so I stood there while he held and got my dick into a hard on telling me that is what he meant, get hard, stay hard and fuck the next bitch that walked in the door.
He unzipped my pants and holding my dick in his hand said it was a beaut, lots of guys he knew would give their left nut for a dick like that, I should be proud of it, nice and hard like that, a dick like that could have any pussy it wanted. I told him that I had never been with a girl, he laughed while he grabbed and manipulated my dick in his hand. The place was dead quiet, the front doors were locked, and he pulled me by my dick over to the little stool behind the front desk and he had me get on the stool and he sucked my dick. He would stop from time to time, grabbing my dick with his hand telling me that I had a dick, a dick like that wasn't something to pass up, and he would start sucking again until he hit the trigger and it was time to cum.
"Oh God boy, this is what I want" he said. He ran his hand over my face and said he better go before he did something really stupid. I stayed behind still feeling his mouth on my dick, I tried looking at a couple of the Hustler magazines but I just couldn't get into them. The next night when he came it he said hello, ran his hand on my face and asked me I had slept OK and he went to work closing the books for the day, not speaking much leaving me to myself at the front desk. After he was done he came out and said he had to talk to me and that thing that happened last night had to stay tight, he grabbed me once and ran his hand over my face and said he had to go.
It was like that night after night, he did his job and he would leave, patting my face or grabbing my crotch or butt before leaving. My day off came up and I told him I was off and he said he what did I want him to do, so it was my day off. I got the hear look boy answer, he didn't want to get in trouble, sure he liked me, but I was trouble and I had to understand that, he couldn't afford to lose his job because his military pension wasn't enough.
I spent the day at home, I had his address and looked it up and I got in my car and drove over there. He lived in this duplex in a not so nice part of town and I knocked on the door and he let me in but he told me I had to go. After a long state down he told me I was trouble, blue lightning trouble, he kept touching my pants and I got hard and he told me that is what I was trouble as he hit my hard dick in my pants. He took my hand and put it on his dick in his pants and he asked if that is what I wanted, if I didn't like girls did I like guys, because liking guys was blue lightning trouble.
We took our clothes off and he held my naked dick in his hand and sat on the bed and sucked me while he ran his hands up and down my legs and hips and asked me if for sure I was doing it for the first time. He pushed himself up on the bed and held his dick in his hand and said it was time for me to show him I was into it all the way and I sucked his dick. I was into it all the way, I sucked him and held his dick in my hand and he held my head with his fingers through my hair. We lay down side by side and we made out for a while grabbing our dicks until he got hot enough and he put me on my stomach and put a pillow under my hips and said I may not like it, he used some stuff he had beside the bed and ran his finger all the way in my ass and then got on and ran his dick all the way in my ass.
After we got dressed he told me I had to leave, he couldn't afford the trouble. He told me to watch myself, I was only going to get in trouble, if the cops caught on what we had just done was against the law, go find a girl to fuck but not to get caught up in that. He quit he job at the motel and I never saw him again. But all these years later I remember him, he was my first in so many more ways shining a light on what I really liked. I threw those old Hustlers away, I had an uneventful couple of years at college and moved on into a purchasing job for a company downtown. I was older and recognized the signs better and got along with a vendor's rep and we sucked dick together until he decided it was time to take it up another notch. After our first sex I told him about the old man back at the motel, and how he said I was nothing but blue lightening trouble and blue lightning became my nickname after that and that's the name of my truck.
