I was going to college in the fall. I worked at this marina serving from the grill, and sometimes worked the pump on the dock. One of the regulars was a retired pilot who had bought a big boat and he kept it at the marina. Whenever he came he would pay me to get it cleaned up, gassed and stocked before he took it out with his guests. It was after the July 4th weekend, the place was silent from the holiday and he came out and we went through the normal preparations.
He told me he wasn't able to find a guest and if I wanted to I could ride with him. I asked my boss for permission, it was really slow and he told me I could go, but I was off the clock. Out on the lake, he told me he was changing into his swim trunks and took his pants off in front of me. He lifted his dick, played with his balls, jerked himself before offering to let me do it. He was pretty insistent and I gave in and held his dick before he told me to suck him. I sucked him. I had never done anything sexual and sucking his dick was magic. From not wanting to, to wanting to, was a split second. He told me to take it easy, but he let me suck his dick for a long while.
He then had me take my shorts off and he sucked me in return, before having me lean over and put my hands on the back seat and he got behind me. When we went back to the marina I was gay and that's how I went to college. In college it was easy to find guys to suck and guys to fuck me. My summer job at the marina was mine just by asking, and I was the only attendant that the pilot let close to his boat. I went out on the lake with him, but also hung around in the storehouse with him. He always got what he wanted.
