A Fireman Rescues Me from Celibacy
submitted March 17, 2003
Categories: Man Meets His Man, First Time
After graduation from college, I landed a job in a large metropolitan city. I’d be working as a trainee at a downtown bank, mainly in commercial loans. The guy I interviewed with and who would be my supervisor, seemed okay. He was about 50 years old, but let’s at least forgive him for that. My start date would be on June 1st. My name is Mac (short for McDonald…my parents were apparently drunk when they named me).
Two weeks before starting my job, I moved all my stuff and put it in temporarily storage until I could find an apartment. Housing was pretty tight, but finally I found a two-bedroom apartment. It was a little expensive, but I had to live somewhere. The manager of the apartment suggested I contact an agency that might be able to find a roommate. That would solve the financial issue, or at least alleviate it somewhat. I’d lived with roommates since college, so it wasn’t a big deal.
The agency I contacted had a list of people looking to share an apartment. They were kind of picky (or so they said), so they had me fill out an application form with preferences, etc. What I didn’t want was some old fart, probably divorced, trying to start his life over. And of course I was open to even having a female roommate. The agency said they’d call if indeed they found a suitable match.
Several weeks after starting my job, the agency called and left a message on my machine. Seems they thought they had a match. I called back the next day and made arrangements to meet “Darin”. He would be coming by on Saturday morning at 10 am to meet me and look the place over.
Darin arrived on time Saturday morning. He and I hit it off immediately. Darin was a fireman and worked several miles away. He’d been living with his mom and dad (who lived almost 30 miles away) and wanted to get a life of his own. Can’t really blame him. Plus, he was about my age and seemed to have a decent head on his shoulders. The great part was that Darin worked twenty-four hour shifts at the fire station, which meant he was gone on average about two or three days per week, leaving me with the apartment to myself.
Darin and I made the financial arrangements for the apartment, and the following day he moved all his stuff from his parent’s house.
Several weeks past and both Darin and I had settled into the apartment. It was a great arrangement, with two bedrooms with their own baths, separated by a living room, dining room and kitchen. Darin was either on duty at the fire station, or asleep in his room. I rarely saw him.
It was a Sunday morning. I’m an early riser and went for a run through the neighborhood, returning to the apartment about 9 am. After fixing some coffee, I grabbed the paper and relaxed on the couch. The phone rang. Some one at the fire station for Darin, but I knew he was asleep. “Doesn’t matter,” said the caller, “I need to speak with him.”
OK fine. I went to Darin’s partially open door and told him he had a phone call. He appeared half awake, and said, “Yeah, OK …”
I returned to the Sunday paper. Darin came out from the bedroom to answer the phone, and he was naked! Not only that, he had a piss hard-on the likes of which I had never seen. Guess he slept in the nude. But his dick! My God, it was huge. Probably shouldn’t have surprised me, since Darin himself was a big guy. I pretended not to look and kept my eyes on the paper.
Darin talked on the phone for about 30 seconds and then hung up.
“Jesus!” said Darin, as he poured himself a cup and coffee, “The bastards want me to work the evening shift!” He then came into the living room, still naked and hard, and plopped himself down on and easy chair. He made no effort to cover his condition. “At least I get overtime,” Darin concluded.
“Yeah, well that’s a good thing,” I said, not really knowing how to respond. Darin’s erection had now subsided somewhat, although I was careful not to stare.
Darin grabbed several sections of the paper, drinking coffee all along. “Hey Mac, you don’t mind me sitting around naked do you?” asked Darin.
“Doesn’t bother me,” I responded, again not exactly knowing how to answer the question. I still could not believe the size of Darin’s penis. Frankly it looked like a sixteen ounce beer bottle. Interesting, Darin had very little pubic hair, which was strange given the amount of chest hair he sported. God, do you think he’d shaved his dick? I wasn’t about to ask.
Darin left for the fire station about 4 pm for the evening shift. It would be midnight before he came home. All I could think during the evening was Darin’s dick. I dismissed this as normal, and all guys always check out their competition at one time or another. I hit the rack about 10 pm and jacked off, all the while picturing Darin’s enormous manhood.
I hardly saw Darin the following week, what with the strange schedule he kept. He got off work late Friday night and returned to the apartment. I was still up, watching some stupid television movie. Darin said goodnight, but first asked if I’d like to go for a jog the following morning.
“Sounds good to me!” I said, since that was my regular routine anyway.
Bright and early Saturday, Darin and I started our morning run. Darin was in excellent shape, which was probably a requirement for his job as a firefighter. He’d even moved his bar bells into the living room, which was okay with me. We ran several miles before returning to the apartment. Darin stripped off his tank top and started lifting weights. He arms were massive, or at least bigger than mine anyway.
As Darin continued to pump iron, I started a pot of coffee.
“What’d think of my body Mac?” asked Darin, as he was bench-pressing probably 200 pounds. The silhouette of his manhood showed thru his running shorts.
“Yeah, you’re tough,” I replied, thinking that would pump his ego somewhat.
Darin sat up on the bench, and looked me directly in the eye. “Mac, you ever had sex with a man?”
Whoa! Well first, I’d never had sex with a woman, much less a man!
“Ah, no!” I replied.
“So, why don’t you let me show you what you’re missing,” said Darin, obviously serious.
“Are you queer Darin?” I asked. Maybe I should have used the term homosexual.
“Actually, I am,” replied Darin, “but in my business, I don’t advertise it. Women are such a pain in the ass you know.” Did I ever.
“Ah, I don’t know Darin, what’d you have in mind?” I asked, remember the size of Darin’s penis and the damage it might inflict.
“Well, we could start by me giving you a blowjob!” announced Darin, still sitting on the bench.
“Ah, what would it feel like?” I asked, never having had one but knowing full well it probably was better than masturbation. My dick was getting hard just thinking about it.
“It’ll feel great!” said Darin, “Drop your running shorts and come here!” I decided to take a chance.
I stood in front of Darin, shorts having fallen to the floor. Darin fondled my penis for about thirty seconds and looked me directly in the eyes. “Nice,” he said, as he brought me to full erection.
Darin’s mouth engulfed my manhood with vigor. What a feeling! It was like a volcano was erupting! The eyes in my head rolled back as Darin very gently sucked my dick. I knew it wouldn’t be long until I blew my load.
Surprisingly, it was at least five minutes before the intense pressure in my balls started to build. Man, this was just great!
“Hey Darin, I’m about to cum!” I said with excitement.
Darin removed his mouth from my dick and commenced to jack me off, pulling on my shaft with all the muscle he had.
“Oh my God!” I said, “Here it comes.”
I practically lost my balance as my ejaculation exited my dick in several uncontrollable spurts, unfortunately landing on Darin’s chest. I collapsed on the floor. This was perhaps the best climax I’d ever had.
“So what’d you think Mac?” asked Darin, obviously proud of his performance.
“Wow!” I said, still lying naked on the floor. My dick was still hard. By now, Darin’s dick was protruding through his running shorts, sporting an erection. You know, the 16-ounce beer bottle.
“So, you want to suck your first dick?” ask Darin, again in a serious tone.
“Ah, yeah I guess so,” I said with some trepidation.
Darin stood up and dropped his shorts. And there it was. Absolutely the biggest dick I’d ever seen. I swear it was bigger than when I’ first saw Darin with a hard-on.
“Just open your mouth,” said Darin, “It won’t hurt.”
Darin stuck his dick in my mouth, practically causing my jaw to collapse. “Now just suck slowly…don’t use your teeth,” directed Darin, as his massive member went further down my throat. “Now just gently suck.”
Man, this was cool. The feeling was incredible. I was on my knees while Darin was standing before me, his legs spread several feet apart. Darin took his massive hands and guided my head back and forth on his dick. Surely Darin wouldn’t cum in my mouth.
About five minutes later, Darin’s body began to tremble which was a sure signal he was about to cum. His massive erection seemed to grow even larger, as the moment of truth got closer. Suddenly, Darin jerked his penis from my mouth, grabbed his dick, and pointed it towards the wall. Several spurts of cum came flying out from his piss hole, landing squarely on an end table. Darin fell to the floor, completely exhausted.
“You sure you haven’t done that before?” asked Darin, complementing me on my skill.
“Ah, no…how’d I do?” I asked.
“You were fucking great…a real champ,” replied Darin, still trembling from his climax.
Darin and I continued to lie on the floor for several minutes, both of us still breathing hard.
“Let’s take a shower,” said Darin, as we both got up. Darin and I went to his bathroom and crawled in the shower together. Darin lathered my body up with soap and I returned the favor. Darin still had a semi-erection and started to jack-off. While masturbating, we talked about our experience and agreed we should try some other angles in the near future. My dick had gone limp, but Darin continued to stroke his oar. He came one more time before we exited the shower.
Darin worked three twenty-four hours shifts the next week at the fire station. I had my hands full at the bank, so Darin and I hardly saw each other that week. Finally it was Friday, and I was full of anticipation for the weekend, know that Darin would be off duty. I couldn’t wait to suck his dick again.
On Saturday morning, Darin and I took a run through the neighborhood. I loved watching Darin’s dick flop around under his running shorts. Neither he nor I wore a jock strap or anything, and I personally loved the freedom that provided.
Upon returning to the apartment, Darin ripped his running shorts off and started pumping iron, naked of course. I sat on the couch watching him. God he had a good body!
“Hey Mac,” said Darin, “you want me to suck your dick.” My response was immediate, as I slipped off my running shorts, displaying an already hard dick. Darin went to his knees and gently put my dick in his mouth. As Darin sucked my manhood, he fondled my balls, which only caused me to become more excited. After about five minutes, my entire body went limp as the pressure in my dick accelerated. It was time.
“Darin, I’m going to cum!” I said very calmly. Darin continued to suck, now more than ever. I couldn’t help myself. There it went! Darin devoured every drop, causing my body to shake uncontrollably. Finally he stopped.
“Did ya like that Mac?” asked Darin, as he wiped his lip from some cum residue.
“Yeah Darin, that was great!” I said, as my dick returned to its normal shriveled state, “Can I return the favor?”
“Actually Mac, I’d like to fuck you in the ass!” said Darin, fondling his dick all the while.
“Ah Darin, not with that weapon!” I said, thinking it might do permanent damage.
“Ah come on you coward!” replied Darin, “I’d never hurt you intentionally.”
“Yeah, okay, but you better be gentle,” I said, meaning every word.
Darin took me to his room and had me lay face down on the bed. “Spread your legs as far as you can … it will be less painful,” instructed Darin, as he retrieved some lubricant. I turned my head around and saw Darin greasing up his dick.
“Just relax,” said Darin, as the head of his dick invaded my hole. So far, so good. Darin slowly moved his penis further up my ass. He was in about two inches, or there abouts. “That’s enough Darin,” I said, “maybe we need to move slowly on this.”
“Relax your muscles Mac!” said Darin, as his the mushroom head of his penis, which looked like a lime but felt like a lemon, continued to toy with my butt.
“Grit your teeth pal, here it comes!” announced Darin, as he shoved the full nine inches of his dick up my ass.
“Jesus!” I screamed, assuming the neighbors hadn’t heard me. “Take it out! Take it out!”
“Shut up Mac, and fucking relax!” said Darin, as he was pumping away.
The pain was unbearable. Darin continued to fuck my ass with his monster dick. Finally, he announced his intentions. “I’m about to cum!” announced Darin, as his dick expanded in my now violated hole. “Oh Jesus, here it comes!” as Darin drained his tool up my ass.
Finally he pulled his dick from my aching hole. We both lay in bed for a while, totally exhausted. “So, what’d you think Mac,” asked Darin, still with a full erection.
“A little painful,” I said, “but maybe I’ll get used to it”
After about 30 minutes, Darin and I took a shower together where we masturbated each other until we collectively came again. That afternoon, we went out for a late lunch and saw a movie.
On Sunday morning, Darin and I went for our usual run. Returning to the apartment, Darin started pumping iron while I fixed some breakfast. Then Darin asked the question.
“Hey Mac,” said Darin, “You wanta fuck me?”
“Ah, yeah, I guess so…you’ll have to show me how!” I said, anxious to try it.
We went to the bedroom, where we got naked. Darin laid me on my back and started sucking my dick, which instantly became hard. He then put some lubricant on my dick and positioned his body over mine, inserting my cock into his hole.
“Just lay there Mac, I’ll do all the work!” said Darin, as he moved up and down my shaft.
I couldn’t believe the sensation. Darin was obviously an expert at this, as his body continued its steady movement around my dick. By now, Darin’s dick was pointing straight north and moving in a sideways direction.
“Oh God!” said Darin, “I’m going to cum!”
“Keep pumping Darin!” I said, as I felt myself about to explode.
“Here it comes!” said Darin, as a gusher of cum flew out of his penis landing on my face.
“Pull off! Pull off!” I said, “I’m going to cum!”
Darin pushed further down on my dick, furiously pumping away. I couldn’t stop it. It was like a geyser had erupted, but not necessarily on time. I drained myself in Darin’s ass.
Darin and I continued to have sex, usually on the weekend and typically after our morning run. Occasionally we’d play a few games, adding some spice to the action. One time, Darin pretended to rescue me from a raging fire. He was dressed in his fire fighter gear, and “rescued” me from a burning bedroom. Naturally I was naked when he found me. As carried me to “safety”, he sucked my dick until we were out of harm’s way. Darin then ripped off his firefighter gear, and fucked me in the ass.
One Friday night, Darin returned from the fire station. He looked excited.
“Mac,” said Darin, “I have good news and bad news.”
Darin went on to explain he had accepted a job as deputy fire chief battalion commander in another state. He would be leaving on Sunday. This was indeed a bummer. We had become such good friends, and I hated to see him go.
On Saturday, Darin and I had a final romp in the bedroom. He fucked my ass for the last time, leaving me positively exhausted. Then he sucked my dick practically dry. It was the best blowjob ever.
On Sunday, we said our goodbyes. I would probably never see Darin again.
In the meantime, I had a problem. The apartment rent had gone up and I needed to either move or find another roommate. I contacted the agency where I’d first found Darin. Several weeks went by, but they finally called and said they had a match. “Could he come over right away?” asked the agency.
There was a knock on the door. It must be the prospective roommate. I opened the door. Jackpot! There, standing before me, was a six-foot two-inch, two hundred twenty pound, steel blue eyed, gorgeous, COP!
Perfect…just fucking perfect!