Being exposed to sex before college

I got a job as a bellboy between high school and college at one of the big hotels downtown. I worked the later hours, it was the one with the least action and made the lowest tips. The regulars either worked morning checkout, or evening checkin. Since it was pretty quiet I made friends with the barback Jose. He was a thirtysomething from Laredo, spoke English not Spanish, but was Mexican. He carried a briefcase, which was odd. One night, because it was the night shift, he was done with cleaning up the bar, he asked me if I wanted to see what he had in his briefcase. Well, ever the fool, I said sure.

He had porn magazines and pictures. He sold them to guests in the hotel. It was prohibited porn. Dog porn, gay porn, BDSM porn, and the most prohibited porn. He asked me if I liked it, porn. I said I had never really seen porn, well maybe a magazine that they sold at the 7-11. That wasn’t really porn, what he had was porn. He told me had more at his place and I should come by in the morning when I got off.

I was a foolish whiteboy from the suburbs driving my mother’s car. Jose lived in a neighborhood I had never been in. He lived in a garage apartment behind a house. A one bedroom. When I knocked he was in old briefs, nothing else on. He sat on the bed and I sat on the single kitchen chair he had. He told me to look under the magazine on the table, there was a picture of two boys in sixtynine. He had me search under some papers, pictures of naked boys kissing, with hard cocks. he told me he took those pictures and he wanted me to pose for him.

He took pictures of me laying naked on his bed. He had me jerk off to get hard, and when that wasn’t enough he jerked me off and sucked my cock. After the pictures he got on the bed with me and started to kiss and rub his cock against me. He had sex with me like a girl, facing him while he was between my legs. He used a jar of some sticky stuff to lube me up. After sex he wanted me to kiss his cock and to lick his ass. I was to embarrassed to decline and he came again in my face.

I got home around noon, went straight up to my bedroom to change. I lay on my bed and beat off. I got a shower and took a long nap. When my mother got home she was mad with me for being late, she had to get a ride with another woman to work. I told her I had quit my job. I never did go back to that hotel until well after I was grown up. I have these memories of that morning with Jose and his illegal porn. And these memories come back whenever I have sex, alone.

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