I laid there on my bed, one week from my 18th birthday; and contemplated the offer a friend of mine had made to me the night before. The construction crew he worked with was soon to loose a worker for the rest of the summer. And he offered me the job. I could use the money. And the pay was more than I ever could have dreamed.

I took the job and started on one of the hottest days of that summer. My lean smooth body looked out of place working next to all the muscular hairy bodies on the crew. I couldn’t stop looking at the way their firm tight muscles moved and bulged while they lifted things, and executed their duties. But tried not to make it obvious. Thinking to myself, I’m going to like working here, as my dick became stiff and hard in my jeans.

“Hey, new guy,” I heard from across the construction sight. I looked to see who was calling me. And about lost my creamy load when my eyes fell upon the man of my dreams.

His name was Shane. And I could tell by the way he stood there that he had been around the block a time or two. “You need something?” I yelled in his direction as I walked towards him.

“Yeah,” he said. “Let’s see what you’re made of--How about helping me with this?”

As we lifted the long, firm, heavy steel beam I watched his pecs bloom into a full chest of hard, well defined hairy muscle. I’m really going to like this gig with Shane around, I thought to myself.

He stood about six feet four inches. And every inch of him was true man. A blanket of thick hair covered him. And that smile of his could make you forget that you were being cooked alive by the summer sun. Like a weekend BBQ.

I watched his tight ass flinch as he carried the beam in front of me. The heat of lust bursting through my veins. And I knew that I had to have him. I day dreamed about his cock as he carried the beam in front of me. If it followed suit with the rest of his body, then there was buried treasure in the front of his work pants. And I wanted it.

The rest of the day was pretty uneventful, until I heard Shane call me over again. As I ran over to him, all I could think about was that buried treasure just waiting to be unearthed from the darkness of his pants. It’s blue veins pulsating, as it would grow hard in my hand. “You need something?” I asked as I got closer to him.

I could feel my dick starting to get hard as I looked into his eyes. I noticed he was checking out my crotch, as a nasty grin grew across his face. “You got any plans later after this shift?” he asked. His eyes still planted firmly on my now full tilt cock. Causing a massive bulge in my jeans.

“None that I can remember. You got something fun in mind?” I replied.

“I was thinking about going to the gym and working out a few kinks,” he said. “And I have a guest pass if you are interested.” His eyes never leaving my bulge.

“Any rest of the crew going too?” I asked.

“No, my new little buddy. Not that I know of,” he answered.

That was all I needed to hear. “Count me in!” I said.

I had been with a few women in the past, but something always seemed to be missing. I had never been with a man before. And I craved it. To watch the way his body moves as he walks towards me. To feel his dick grow hard in my hand. And to feel his strong hands pull me closer to his hairy, firm, built body. Would Shane be that man? My first? Oh how I wanted him to be.

“YES, count me in,” I said again without hesitation.

I walked into the locker room at the gym just as Shane was finishing getting undressed. His back was to me so he didn’t notice me entering the room. He was bent over pulling off his underwear. This gave me a perfect view of his round, firm, tight ass and broad, wide back and shoulders. As I walked closer he turned around. Am I dreaming again? I thought to myself as I got the first look at his nude manly body. Nude for all to see. My knees started to feel weak as I burned the image of his perfect body deep into the recesses of my mind.

He gave me one of his smiles and said, “It’s good to see you made it.”

I stood there devouring every inch of his tall, muscled, hairy body with my eyes. But when I got up the nerve to look down at his manhood, I knew that he had to be my first. His cock was not erect, but hung heavy and long. His man sack held two of the largest balls that I could ever imagine. His pubes framed his package: unkept, thick, and wild. I knew that if he wanted me as badly as I wanted him, all would be good in the world. Little did I know that the moment that I had been waiting for was near.

“Get out of those dirty work clothes,” he said as he handed me a clean white towel. “And meet me in the steam room.” His large heavy man-meat swung from side to side as he headed for the door. His huge balls bounced with his every step.

The room was clouded heavy with steam as I entered. I glanced around the room to see his perfect form hidden in the haze. “Over here,” I heard him say through the steam.

I followed his voice. I wanted his hidden treasure. It had been hidden in his work pants all day. And now that I had seen it hanging large but soft in the locker room, I wanted it more than ever. His golden shaft was waiting somewhere in the steam. He kept talking. So I followed his voice.

When I found where he sat, I could barely see that his cock was growing and that smile of his was from ear to ear. “Like what you see?” he asked, as I stood there in front of him. My crotch screaming to be set free from behind the towel wrapped around my lean hips. He reached forward and pulled away the towel. He licked his lips as he looked at my friend “Mr. Stiffy” standing tall, hard, and proud between my legs. I almost passed out when the steam cleared just enough for me to clearly see the massive piece of meat the he had waiting for me.

I placed my hand on his thick hair-covered chest. And he let out a soft but lusty moan when I brushed my fingers across his puckering nipples. He cupped my balls with his big manly hands. I felt shivers shoot through me as I felt his thick fingers expertly slide between my legs and caress my ass hole.

“Please don't stop!” I said to him as he took my rock hard dick into his mouth. My dick had never been that hard before, and it ached to shoot it’s creamy load.

I quivered as he pulled me closer to his manly, hairy body. This was the moment that I had always dreamed about, but never thought would happen. Sweat formed on both of our bodies as we rubbed up against each other. His massive hairy body felt so good against me, that I never wanted this feeling to end.

We explored each others bodies for what seemed like hours. Both of us released our thick man goo all over each other at the same time, just as a new blast of steam filled the room. And I felt complete.

Shane and I spent many hours after that day in the steam room. He taught me many new things and made me feel sensations that I ever knew a person could feel. I always craved our next session in the steam room.

But things must change as they say. And when the job ended, Shane moved on to another job many states away. I often think about our escapades in that little room at the gym. And am thankful that it was Shane who showed me how to feel complete. How to please a man. Thankful that it was he who taught me things that I never knew.

 

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