I left school for university a total virgin. Never kissed a girl. I went to a historic male college because my father wanted me to get more masculine. I did not join the rugby or the football clubs, I kept to myself really. I finished in Accounting and not Engineering and went to work for a large audit firm. My father pretty much disowned me, to him any form of office work was beneath him. He was a self made man who made it big in the offshore shipping business.
On my first out of office assignment I went to this warehouse to count inventory. The company assigned two staff members to me and my counterpart and we worked all day, and half the night to get the inventory done before the cutoff period. There were so many parts that I had never heard of and a warehouse man was assigned to help us identify them. Coming down a ladder he hit my behind with his clipboard. I looked at him, challenging him, and he moved forward and grabbed my cock and balls in his hand and squeezed them. "How about I take you back to my office and show you what kind of man you like". I walked out of his office nursing a tender bottom and the taste of his cock in my mouth. I was in love.
He kept me at a distance, other than to answer questions. Before the close, the magic hour, we went over everything. Everyone agreed to count. He asked me when we were going back and told me he liked this pub hidden between two old buildings. Where boys can be boys, he told me. This time he slapped my rear with his hand.
I elected to stay, the night at the hotel was on me but I didn't care. When it was the right time I found my way to the pub like he told me. Boys were boys, some dancing others kissing. He put his arm around my shoulder and walked me to a small table and sat close beside me. He ordered a couple of pints and kept his hand on my knee and told me wild stories about when he was a ranger. He told me about this man he met who showed him just how sweet it was to kiss with him. Sort of like he was showing me how sweet it was to kiss with him. He kissed me, out in the open, and took me out on the dance floor. "Show all the boys here that you are getting laid tonight" he told me.
I woke up at his place, a place no one would be proud of. His bed was dirty, the sheets never changed. His small bath was dirtier and he told me it I wanted to show him I could clean the bathroom for him. He didn't let me wear anything, he just watched me clean and clean to his satisfaction. He kissed me and held me down on the bed, he showed me why he was the man at the moment. I went back home knowing that I was different, everything my father feared, I liked kissing with a man and man relieving his sexual tensions in me.
