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I'm not naming names, I'll just say S for supervisor, M for manager.

3 years ago I got hired at a warehouse. Sweaty work, but the pay was alright for starting out and some advancement opportunities.

My 2nd day on the job I met S. S is a through-and-through macho guy. The type of guy would never ever expect to be into anything like this. Blue collar man's man. He was very nice to me and I shadowed him for a few days and one thing I noticed very quickly was that he made a lot of very gay jokes. Now, for anyone who's never worked in a blue collar or blue collar-adjacent setting, you might be surprised how common this type of humor is in those jobs. But S was going... a little overboard with it.

S was making comments about my ass whenever I climbed ladders he was holding, or bending over to grab things. I learned to mostly tune it out by the end of the first day (because he had definitely made several just on day one) but by day two I noticed something that made me very uncomfortable: I was getting bricked up at a few comments.

Maybe it was the validation? I never was attracted to men, and not to S for sure, but I'll never forget the first time I notice this. The comment he said was "damn, wear tighter pants tomorrow." I kept my back turned to him and just acted like I was laughing, but in reality? I felt my face blushing like crazy and I had an unusually hard boner. Like, the type that's difficult to hide.

It stayed like this for a few days. Eventually my shadowing period ended and I changed shifts, I wasn't seeing S as much. I'd sometimes see him at shift meetings but never prolonged contact. Months went by before... it happened.

I got a text from S one day telling me to show up to my shift an hour early because he had something he and M wanted to discuss. The usual anxiety came up, "oh shit, am I in trouble?" I worried about it all day, but when I got there and sat down in the office, S and M were all smiles telling me there was a new role opening up in our department and they thought I would be a great fit. it was a $4 pay raise and better shift time, and overall less laborious. I was ecstatic. I asked why other more senior guys weren't offered it and they told me it was because most of the other senior guys were already making about the same pay anyway and weren't interested in changing lanes.

Looking back, I know that wasn't true.

Anyways, after a 10~ minute meeting and discussion, M got up and left. What happens next is genuinely gonna sound like gay smut you'd read from some shlocky website, but this happened to me.

S told me I could clock in early and come help him with something in a supply connex. He said it would pertain to the new position and he wanted to get me up to speed. I noticed as we were walking out that a few of the guys I worked with kind of looked toward me and smiled, a few even laughed, but I couldn't make heads or tails of it. After a 5 minute walk, we walked in this connex that was empty save for a few pallets and old thrown out office desks and chairs. It was also almost completely unlit. This was my first indication that something was going on.

I'm a little foggy on this next part and I think it's probably because my brain went into shock. S went on about how he stuck his neck out for me to get this role, and it was because I filled out my work pants so well. All I knew was my ridiculously hard boner was back and probably very easy to see. I felt like I was filming a gay porno but this was real fucking life. Again, foggy on the details, but in the few minutes after that comment my pants were down, I was sitting on one of those old office chairs and my dick was in his mouth.

I came very, very quickly. It was quite an exceptional blowjob. Then he asked me to return the favor, and in the heat of the moment, I did.

I felt some pretty crazy shame for a few weeks after. I didn't see S for a handful of shifts. But I'll spare the longform. This was a regular thing that started happening. I'd get offered a raise of some kind, and within the hour I was swapping head with my boss. I never wanted to go to HR or anything because it was a mix of fear, and the fact that I was... kinda fine with it?

Anyways, long story short, 3 years on I end up in the same situation with M. That's how I knew it was a pattern. And I got M to basically spill the beans last month. He could have been lying, who knows at this point, but he basically told me that everyone in our department was in some way or another involved with this give-and-take. Mind you, a lot of these guys - M included - were older, masculine, old-school married men. I just genuinely couldn't believe what he was telling me and I'm not sure I even do. I just know that in that moment, I realized I had to get out of there.

I'm starting a new job next month, and as soon as I got word that I was getting hired, I handed my notice in. S tried to persuade me to stay, but I told him the offer was too good. He and M wished me well. It was so strange. I had had sex with both of these guys multiple times and it was just your average "good luck at your next job" exit meeting.

Part of me still feels gross for it, but honestly? I got a lot out of it. I ended up making pretty decent money at that place toward the end and even took a slight pay cut leaving. And I also have to begrudgingly admit that I enjoyed the sexual aspect. If I truly didn't, I wouldn't have gone as far as I did.

This story is completely true and I am making it as accurate as I remember.

It was about 6 years ago. I was married at the time, and my then wife and I lived in different states. I had been offered a 1-year contract job in another state and my then wife didn't wanna lose her job, so we decided a year wasn't too long and I took the job.

She and I had somewhat of a "don't ask/don't tell" policy when it came to sleeping with other people. While married I slept with other women, she slept with other men, and we just never discussed it.

In my first 7 months of this contract I was having absolutely no luck with women. I guess I just had no particular game in the city I was in because in 7 months all the action I had gotten was two half-assed blowjobs and I fingered a girl in my car. That was it. I was getting EXTREMELY sexually frustrated; when living with my wife I was having regular sex at least once per day on average so this long without it was starting to drive me insane. I even tried to start going for women that I was genuinely not attracted to and had no luck there either.

This frustration led me to Grindr.

Prior to the very night I downloaded Grindr, I never had any desire to ever have sex with a man, and had never felt attracted to one. Downloading Grindr was more of a curiosity thing, just wanted to see what went on in it and if I could at least get a decent blowjob or something. Within 2 hours, I had a guy inviting me to his hotel. I hesitated for a minute, but then I hopped in the shower, and drove 15 minutes from my apartment to the hotel. I sat in my car not believing that I was legitimately about to fool around with a guy, something that until 2 hours ago I never gave thought to.

I walked in the hotel and I can still remember exactly what it smelled like. A mix of black and milds and cologne, and he was laying on the bed in nothing but boxers and a baseball cap. He had a slender build, a bulge in his underwear, and was sorta tall with long hair. I was nervous, and he could tell. He basically gave me free range to do what I wanted because he knew it was my first time with a guy. I told him I wanted to top and he was happy to oblige.

He put porn on the TV, laid me back, and started sucking my dick. I gotta admit, it was an incredible blowjob. I remember laying there thinking to myself "Holy shit this is better than \[wife\]." and it was. After about 10 minutes of that, he threw my legs up and ate my ass. It felt nice, but it wasn't exactly what I expected it would be like. For a brief, fleeting moment I thought to myself "let him top. He's got your legs in the air." I couldn't believe what I was saying to myself. Remember, literally until this day I had absolutely no interest in having sex with a man, and now here I was legs up with a man's tongue in my ass. I talked myself out of letting him top. I had played with my ass/been pegged by my ex wife before and it just was never really for me... but maybe one day.

Anyways, after a minute or two of that he laid on his back beside me. I looked down at his average sized, plump, dark complected, and genuinely just beautiful cock throbbing. I looked down at it and I thought to myself, "Moment of truth. You bend over and suck that dick now, you will never again be able to say you haven't sucked a dick. No turning back." but before I knew it, my lips were around that dick. I have to be honest with you... I started leaking from how horny sucking that dick made me.

I can remember exactly how it felt. It was so satisfying hearing him moan while I circled my tongue around the head and went up and down. I learned that day that there's no doubt about it; I love dick. I denied it for a long time but I recently came to terms with it.

Then came time to top... this is where the story becomes less fun. As he bent over, lubed himself up, and I put the condom on... I lost my boner completely. I could not get it back up. I don't know if it was a lack of attraction or nerves, but I did not get hard for the rest of the night. I (badly) fucked him with a half-chubbed dick for about 5 minutes, pretended to nut, wished him a nice night and left.

I remember feeling great shame driving home, but looking back now that was silly. I'm not ashamed of it. I explored my sexuality and learned a few things about myself.

My current wife knows I love dick and she is very accepting of it... maybe I'll get to try again one day.

This story is completely true and I am making it as accurate as I remember.

It was about 6 years ago. I was married at the time, and my then wife and I lived in different states. I had been offered a 1-year contract job in another state and my then wife didn't wanna lose her job, so we decided a year wasn't too long and I took the job.

She and I had somewhat of a "don't ask/don't tell" policy when it came to sleeping with other people. While married I slept with other women, she slept with other men, and we just never discussed it.

In my first 7 months of this contract I was having absolutely no luck with women. I guess I just had no particular game in the city I was in because in 7 months all the action I had gotten was two half-assed blowjobs and I fingered a girl in my car. That was it. I was getting EXTREMELY sexually frustrated; when living with my wife I was having regular sex at least once per day on average so this long without it was starting to drive me insane. I even tried to start going for women that I was genuinely not attracted to and had no luck there either.

This frustration led me to Grindr.

Prior to the very night I downloaded Grindr, I never had any desire to ever have sex with a man, and had never felt attracted to one. Downloading Grindr was more of a curiosity thing, just wanted to see what went on in it and if I could at least get a decent blowjob or something. Within 2 hours, I had a guy inviting me to his hotel. I hesitated for a minute, but then I hopped in the shower, and drove 15 minutes from my apartment to the hotel. I sat in my car not believing that I was legitimately about to fool around with a guy, something that until 2 hours ago I never gave thought to.

I walked in the hotel and I can still remember exactly what it smelled like. A mix of black and milds and cologne, and he was laying on the bed in nothing but boxers and a baseball cap. He had a slender build, a bulge in his underwear, and was sorta tall with long hair. I was nervous, and he could tell. He basically gave me free range to do what I wanted because he knew it was my first time with a guy. I told him I wanted to top and he was happy to oblige.

He put porn on the TV, laid me back, and started sucking my dick. I gotta admit, it was an incredible blowjob. I remember laying there thinking to myself "Holy shit this is better than [wife]." and it was. After about 10 minutes of that, he threw my legs up and ate my ass. It felt nice, but it wasn't exactly what I expected it would be like. For a brief, fleeting moment I thought to myself "let him top. He's got your legs in the air." I couldn't believe what I was saying to myself. Remember, literally until this day I had absolutely no interest in having sex with a man, and now here I was legs up with a man's tongue in my ass. I talked myself out of letting him top. I had played with my ass/been pegged by my ex wife before and it just was never really for me... but maybe one day.

Anyways, after a minute or two of that he laid on his back beside me. I looked down at his average sized, plump, dark complected, and genuinely just beautiful cock throbbing. I looked down at it and I thought to myself, "Moment of truth. You bend over and suck that dick now, you will never again be able to say you haven't sucked a dick. No turning back." but before I knew it, my lips were around that dick. I have to be honest with you... I started leaking from how horny sucking that dick made me.

I can remember exactly how it felt. It was so satisfying hearing him moan while I circled my tongue around the head and went up and down. I learned that day that there's no doubt about it; I love dick. I denied it for a long time but I recently came to terms with it.

Then came time to top... this is where the story becomes less fun. As he bent over, lubed himself up, and I put the condom on... I lost my boner completely. I could not get it back up. I don't know if it was a lack of attraction or nerves, but I did not get hard for the rest of the night. I (badly) fucked him with a half-chubbed dick for about 5 minutes, pretended to nut, wished him a nice night and left.

I remember feeling great shame driving home, but looking back now that was silly. I'm not ashamed of it. I explored my sexuality and learned a few things about myself.

My current wife knows I love dick and she is very accepting of it... maybe I'll get to try again one day.

Come see my big booty and plump dick, all for you.

Gave her a long talk about how I am genuinely attracted to dick, and that I'm not really into men but before we were together I had sucked a few dicks and fooled around with a few guys.

She took it VERY well. She was very open and accepting, and immediately after we proceeded to have some of the best sex ever.

Maybe this means we'll work our way to MMF threesome, but one small victory at a time.

My wife and I are very open with each other sexually. We watch porn together, she almost exclusively watches lesbian porn and she knows I watch gay porn and we have watched gay porn together.

In the past, we have playfully brought up sex with other people but we have never had a long sit-down about it. We once semi-drunkenly agreed that if she tried lesbian sex that I would try gay sex, but we never really talked about it after that.

Those who have made it past the goalpost, how did you even start the conversation?

My wife and I are very open with each other sexually. We watch porn together, she almost exclusively watches lesbian porn and she knows I watch gay porn and we have watched gay porn together.

In the past, we have playfully brought up sex with other people but we have never had a long sit-down about it. We once semi-drunkenly agreed that if she tried lesbian sex that I would try gay sex, but we never really talked about it after that.

Those who have made it past the goalpost, how did you even start the conversation?