Never really thought of this lad as gay, he did stare and every so often he would lift his top to show a trim six pack.
Set the scene, Mark not his real name had started the week before while I was away on holiday. We would have to work closely together. So I do think he had been told of my sexuality. Which is no problem.
Well we were all invited out on a works night out. As the night went on it did not take long before the question would be asked, right on time he asked if it was true that I was gay. Of course I answered it yes, and with that he said he had always wanted to go with a guy but never had the chance. He then said would I kiss him I said not here, with all our work mates not a good idea. He agreed, then we sort of split up for a while.
Later in another pub we again were stood together and very close, I could just feel his cock rubbing up against my thigh. He whispered in my ear that he was so horny and needed to come and that he wanted to feel my cock. With that he put his hand across my crotch now feeling my seven inch hard cock. With that and now feeling sure of himself he undid the buttons on my jeans and slid his hand in. To his surprise I don't wear boxers. So he now had hold of my hard cock he began to wank it.
F#*k I was so horny I just wanted to cum there and then. Though I wanted to savour this delight. He now was stood in front of me and he carried on talking while he wanked. It was no good, I had to cum and told him. With that I shot my load over his hand and inside my jeans. Realisation stepped in. He withdrew his hand. Licked what cum was left off his hand. I rushed to the toilet to clean myself up. While in there Mark came in and said it was his turn. Again I was hard and horny thinking about what had just gone on.
Unfortunatly, I cannot tell you what went on!