True Story: From High School Locker Room Fantasies to Almost Getting My First Blowjob at Work (What I Learned)
Throughout high school and college I was secretly obsessed with the idea of sucking dick. I checked out girls and found some of them really attractive, but deep down I was way more drawn to the guys — especially the pretty white boys, the light-skinned Black guys, and the athletic types. In the locker room during pool class I’d see guys stripping down right beside me. One time a guy stood inches away and took everything off. I didn’t stare on purpose, but damn… he had a perfect dick. It looked flawless. I noticed those moments constantly, but I never acted on any of it. Being gay felt completely taboo back then, and there were no apps or easy ways to meet anyone.
Then I got my first job and finally got some real physical intimacy with other guys. A few coworkers loved to mess around when no one was watching. Cody was the one who initiated it the most. He was 21, I was 23, and he had a girlfriend. It was always when no one else was around — usually after hours when the place was empty. We would start wrestling as horseplay, and eventually he would maneuver me into a head-scissor hold, locking his legs tightly around my head so my face was pressed right against his crotch. The only thing separating my mouth from his dick was his thin work pants and underwear. I could feel the heat and the shape of him. I never tried to escape.
One night, while we were alone in the lab just chatting back-and-forth about something random, he suddenly grinned and said, “Oh yeah, suck my dick,” completely out of nowhere. I laughed it off, but inside I was on fire. I wondered what he was really thinking. Did he want me to actually do it?
When someone teased him about how often we wrestled, he shot back defensively, “I’m not gay, man. I have a girlfriend — that proves it.” That line always felt like a shield.
We worked together for over a year. Eventually the company replaced him and he left. Later I saw him at McDonald’s. When he spotted me, he leaned way over the counter and we chatted for a minute. That was the last time I ever saw him.
Those wrestling nights left me even more desperate. They were the closest I had ever come to living out my fantasies — close enough to taste the possibility, but still safely on the other side of the fabric.
Then one night in 2002 everything finally changed when I walked into a motel room…
**Lessons Learned:**
That whole period taught me how powerful built-up sexual frustration can be — and just how much fun it could be to finally get physical with another guy. The wrestling with Cody showed me how much I craved that submissive rush, even when nothing fully happened. It made me realize I was ready for more.
More to come — it gets a lot juicier from here.
The full story of my very first blowjob + the rest of the chronological series (with “Lessons Learned” at the end of each) will be available on Patreon around April 20, 2026. I’ll update this post with the link as soon as it’s live.
Thanks for reading!