A Man’s Play Thing

When I was 16 I found myself working in a local grocery store. It was my first real job, kind of boring, not much real work being done. Just something I could do after school and on the weekends to earn some money. I had many co-workers, but this story is about my relationship with just one.

Dennis was a 38 year old man who worked the grocery store at night to earn some extra income. He was a big strapping man. 6’3″ 225 with broad muscular shoulders and short blond hair. He had a commanding air about him. Most of the time he wore a stern look, very tight lipped and business like. Not the kind of man you got a warm friendly feeling from, and definitely some one you wouldn’t want to cross. But we got to know each other through work. We used to chat a lot. He liked to talk about sports and his family. With me chiming in about being young, the trials and tribulations of young manhood. We talked about girls and sex a lot. With me being young and inexperienced and him an older male, he had plenty to share.

What I liked about Dennis was the feeling of masculine security I had when I was around him. On more than one occasion he had stepped in and ‘saved’ me from a rude customer. Using his intimidating predisposition to make short work of a difficult customer. It always left me feeling elated that he I had this big burly protector looking out for me.

Some how in the course of our working relationship Dennis and I had exchanged phone numbers for some reason or another. It was early on a Friday evening when I got a call on my cell from Dennis.
“Hello.” I answered.
“Hey Chris, how’s it hanging?” asked Dennis.
“Ahhh…low I guess.”
“What? Did catch ya jerkin off?” he teased.
“Ha, no. Just surprised to hear from you. Whats up?”
“My wife took the kids out of town and just sittin’ here watchin porn.”
I was a little taken aback, but kind curious now as to why he called me. “Yeah? What are you watchin’, Young and Hung?” I retorted.
“Haha, I got some good stuff here. Why don’t you come over and hang out with me?” I was definitely a little weirded out, but my perception of Dennis was one of a man’s man. And if he thought it was cool to hang out with another guy and watch porn then it must be normal. My indecision must have been evident by my silence, because he responded with, “What else are you going to do? Sit at home and play with yourself? Or come and drink a few beers with me?” That settled the matter, porn and beer, good times.
“Alright, I’ll be over in a few.” I answered and hung up.

I pulled in to Dennis’ driveway feeling a little apprehensive, but knew it was too late to go back. I walked up to his front door an knocked. He answered in a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt.
“Hey, come in!” He said, taking my boyish hand in his big, warm masculine hand. “Glad you came. Been gettin’ lonely here.”
“Yeah man, was just sitting around anyway.”
He led me into the kitchen, “You want a beer?” he asked.
“Sure!” I replied as he handed me an open bottle.
“You’re not going to pass out after one are you? Ya light weight?”
“No way, I can hold my own!” I insisted. Really, I hadn’t had much experience drinking, after all I had been sitting at home on a Friday night. I started drinking as he led me into the living room. He sat down on the couch and patted the seat next to him. Following his que I sat next to him. There was already a movie on. It looked like a young girl going to town sucking some guys cock. She was dressed in a little school girl outfit, complete with stockings and skirt. Her face was made up pretty heavily to make her look young. She was cute.
“I love this scene!” Dennis exclaimed. “This girl can really suck a dick! You ever had a girl who could suck like that?”
“Yeah.” I lied. I’d had a blowjob before but nothing quite like that. I had always loved oral scenes. There was just something about watching a girl go down that really turned me on. It even made me a little curious. What was it like to suck a dick?
The movie progressed with the guy getting up and bending the girl over. He started smacking and kneading her ass. It was then that I started feeling tipsy. I was still on my first beer but I didn’t feel in control any longer. I decided to just sit back and keep watching, try to get my senses back. But what happened on screen next was a real shock. The guy in the movie grabbed her panties and pulled them down her legs. Instead of seeing a hot pink pussy, cock and balls were dangling on screen.