Brickies

Leaving school I had no idea what I wanted to do for a career. I liked making things and could whittle a piece of wood into a fair approximation of a dog or something. But that was hardly going to earn me a living. So I contacted the local college to see what practical qualifications I could study for. The careers advisor said they were crying out for building tradesmen in the area if I wanted to stay local. That seemed like a good idea so I put my name down for an induction day to see if it was something that would pique my interest.

The day arrived and I found myself in a mixed group of varying ages of mostly lads. A couple of guys drew my attention but I tried to concentrate on the lecturer’s spiel about building the future.

During a break we drifted outside, some for a smoke, the rest of us for some fresh air. I got chatting to Dave, one of the guys I had spotted earlier. He was 20 and looking to increase his skill set. We seemed to get on well and agreed that the course would suit us both. We signed up at the end of the day. I looked forward to seeing him when we started in a couple of weeks.

It was the height of the heat wave when the course started and we all struggled to keep cool in our overalls. Dave quickly decided that he needed to fold his top down and knot the arms round his waist, leaving his brawny upper body encased only in a sleeveless vest. As he bent down to lay the first row of bricks I caught sight of his boxers, slightly greyed Primark specials already sagging a bit at the waistband. He squatted right down and the worn boxers slid invitingly down his ass to expose that delicious crack of down covered ass.

This was getting very tempting, I had to occupy myself or else I was in danger of embarrassing myself in full view of the class.

I turned my attention to the embryonic wall I still had done little to but all I could see in my minds’ eye was Dave’s moist ass peeping over his waistband. Off to the side I registered that Dave had stood up. I sneaked a quick glance and was surprised at the bulky movement within the front of his overalls. Surely he wasn’t ‘excited’ while brick laying?

As he stood and stretched there was no doubt that he was semi erect and not at all shy about it. My head was more or less level with his crotch and, before I could feign disinterest, he slowly grabbed his hardening cock, scratched his balls and stated he was going for a fag. Did I want to come as well? I didn’t smoke but the possibility of being near my crush was intoxicating.

As he rolled his cigarette we chatted inconsequentially until he looked me square in the face and asked if I was up for helping him with some work at his house. He was doing some renovations and could use an extra pair of hands.

And so it was that we ended up that weekend at his house where he was gutting the bathroom. He had already installed the new bathroom suite but needed a hand with tiling. We were both in our bib and braces, shoulder straps casually only over one shoulder. But as we were not in college neither of us had bothered with vests and, as far as I could see, Dave hadn’t bothered with pants either. The baggy sides of his overall flapped about as the side buttons weren’t closed. An erotic white patch of skin, normally covered by his boxers, was open to the air, and my lascivious gaze. As we got to work I caught more and more glimpses of his body beneath the dungarees. I could feel my cock swelling every time I glanced across. Fortunately my boxers kept my secret. More or less.

After a while Dave stood and stretched, his overalls flapping open and I could see right down the side and caught a quick glimpse of his pubic hair. I almost came on the spot!

He turned towards me and, reaching over my head for some tile spacers, I found his crotch within an inch of my face. I breathed in and could smell his musk. I looked up to see him meeting my eyes , a smile on his face. With one practise move he slipped the shoulder strap off his overalls and they slid to the floor, his semi erect cock  just level with my mouth. I needed no further encouragement and sucked it straight into my mouth with a groan.

By this time my cock was rock hard and straining at my boxers. I slid my hand down the front of my overalls to move my cock to a more comfortable position. Dave, seeing what I was doing, lifted me up and removed my clothes completely.

We were now both naked amid the mess of his bathroom. He clamped his mouth to mine and reached round to insert a finger in my virgin hole. I tried to gasp but his tongue got in the way. I surrendered myself to his obvious expertise.

Suddenly he swept me up in his strong arms and carried me to the bedroom. I was relieved to see that he had completed its makeover as he laid me on the bed.

Although I was 19 going on 20 I had no experience of any sort of sex aside from my right hand and Dave’s commanding air was a welcome introduction to my sexual awakening.

As I lay there, cock bouncing against my stomach, balls tight with anticipation, my asshole still almost feeling his probing finger inside me, I longed for him to take me in any and every way. I didn’t know what would happen but I wanted it. Now!

He stood over me, his hard on standing proud and dripping pre-cum. His trimmed pubes above his cock, balls shaved clean, beckoned me to finish what I had started in the bathroom.

I went to sit up, my eyes on his moist cock, but he bent over me, positioned himself between my legs and lifted them high. Vulnerable but excited I looked him in the eye and waited for whatever was to come. His head bobbed down and I saw his tongue slowly lick up my balls to the shaft of my cock. This was way beyond my wildest dreams. The sensation was electric as he approached my throbbing head.. He licked the dribbles of pre-cum from around the head and suddenly lunged for my mouth. I could taste my sex juice in his mouth so I pushed my tongue right in to lick out the last vestige of the liquid.

Then he was back down between my legs. I expected more sensation around my cock and balls but no, his tongue dived further back and across my sphincter. Oh my god, he was using his tongue to fuck me. I could feel my hole pulsating, opening and closing like a sea anemone. Each time it opened his tongue went in further. Each time it went in further the sensation was even better.

Suddenly he stopped rose up and, before I knew what was happening, he had slid his cock inside me. I was so over stimulated that I offered no resistance. Truth be told, even if I had realised what he was about to do I wouldn’t have stopped him. My hole was crying out to be filled and Dave, with his massive cock, was exactly the right person to take my virginity.

My feelings were very mixed. On the one hand I really wanted to have my virginity taken but it wasn’t turning out to be the hearts and flowers experience I had had wank fantasies about. Don’t get me wrong, he wasn’t doing anything I didn’t want.

As he slowly moved in and out of my ass my cock got harder and harder. He looked down and smiled at my obvious enjoyment. I could feel his cock swelling as he neared orgasm and then, there it was,  a final deep lunge, a cry of relief from him and I could feel the gush of hot cum filling me up just as I came all over my stomach. We were both spent but, rather than pulling apart, Dave stayed inside me, lay on top of me and kissed me as our ejaculates mingled.

So, that was my first time. Not as Mills and Boon as I had dreamed but very satisfying all the same.

I helped Dave with his renovations all through that summer. It took longer than it should but that was because we kept being diverted.