Gay Erotic Stories

I was a store manager for a major national retailer. I won’t tell you the name of the company, but they sell radios, from shacks. A little about me first; at the time I was in my 30’s and slightly overweight (it’s my story and I can have some artistic license.) I knew I was gay, but I was not out at work. It was none of my employees’ business about my personal life, and I kept my sexual life separate from my work. Until Douglas showed up.

We had a courier pick up and deliver our repairs. Our regular courier retired, quit or got fired; I don’t remember which it was. His replacement was Douglas. This happened in Miami, so Douglas always wore shorts and a polo shirt. He was Hispanic and had hazel eyes; his light brown hair was usually covered by a hat. I always thought guys in a baseball cap were so sexy. I fell instantly in lust.

On the days I knew he was coming, I would watch for his van to pull up. I would hold the door open for him as he brought in the deliveries. As the manager, I had to work with him to check off the deliveries and get him the items to be picked up. I also made sure to hold the door open for him as he took the items to his van.

As I said earlier, I was not out at work. He had a wedding ring on, but as we would shake hands before he left, I would hold the handshake a little longer than usual. You probably know the trick, slowly letting go and letting my fingers brush across his palm. This was a bold move for me; I was shy and had never come on to someone before. This went on for months; like I said, I was shy and just touching his hand was a thrill for me. I know, I had a sad and sheltered life. Eventually, he would give me a wink while we were shaking hands. I wasn’t sure if I was getting my signals right; after all he was younger and in much better shape.

I stopped just holding the door open for him, and started to walk him to his van every visit. My store was his first stop of the day. One day I got bold and told him that I was always in the store alone by 9, if that would help him on his route. He said okay, and he would see if he could get there earlier. This totally amazed and shocked me. Stuff like this doesn’t happen for guys like me. After he left, I went into the bathroom and jacked off.

He said he would try to get there early, so in my mind that meant he was coming. His next scheduled day, I was there and waiting for him. I was really always there that time anyway; but I made sure to finish my paperwork quickly and waited for him. He showed up, at his regular time. We continued the routine as if nothing happened, and nothing did. Except, I went into the bathroom to jerk off again.

For the next couple of weeks, I was there waiting for him but he never showed. Finally, he told me that he was trying to get there early, but his warehouse didn’t open until 9. Now I knew why he wasn’t coming, and also that he still wanted to come. I was excited just by the possibility. This story isn’t about possibilities, though. I followed him out to his van and he got into the driver’s seat. I stood at the window and had a clear view of his crotch and sexy legs. I got up the nerve to ask him if we were talking about the same thing, getting together. Up to that point in my life, that was the boldest move I ever made. He looked straight ahead and just nodded. He started his van and drove away. Into the bathroom I went to jerk off.

I don’t remember how many more trips it took, but one morning he made it! He dropped off the deliveries and put the outgoing items in his van, saying he would be right back. My head was spinning. This couldn’t be happening to me. He came back into the store and we went to the back room. I could tell he was as nervous as I was.

I put my hand on his chest. We didn’t have much time, but I didn’t want to go to fast and maybe scare him off. I had no idea about any past experience he might have had.

“Do you want to see it,” he asked me. That is exactly what he said, that moment is permanently etched into my memory. Of course I said yes. He dropped his shorts and pulled his underwear down. He had a beautiful 6 inch uncut cock that was starting to swell. I took his cock in my hand and on the top of his cock, near the base was a perfectly rectangular bump. I asked him what it was, because it was too even in shape to be natural. I forget what he said it was called, but he said it was for the ladies. (I’ve tried to search for what it was, but still cannot find it. If anyone knows, please email me.)

I asked him if he wanted to see mine, and he said yes. I quickly dropped my slacks and underwear, exposing my raging hard 6 inch cut cock. He reached out and gave it a few tugs. He then totally surprised me by dropping to his knees and taking my cock into his mouth. So much for going slow.

He sucked my cock for a few minutes, and then we switched places. His cock was delicious, and I still remember his smell to this day. I sucked him for a bit, again we didn’t have much time before my employees were to arrive. I got up and we jacked ourselves off while watching each other. We were getting close when one of my employees started knocking on the door. We picked up our pace and both came within a few moments of each other. Our cum mixed together on the floor, which I quickly cleaned up with some paper towels. Without saying anything, Douglas pulled up his pants and ran out the back door, grabbing an empty box on his way to appear as if he were working. I was in heaven as I let my employee in the front, and she never suspected a thing.

I had some more encounters with Douglas, and I will tell those in a future story. To be continued...

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