Hello, Tech Support?


Life as a nerd could be tough at times. During my time at school, college and university, computing had been my main interest. So, when it came to getting a job during my university course, I ended up as a computer technician in a local school. Shockingly, being into computers and gaming didn’t really attract the ladies. I only lost my virginity a few months ago, just before my 21st birthday. Women just weren’t really that interested in me. I always thought I was nice guy with average looks. I was around 5ft 7 and stayed fit with my love of sports. I had blonde hair, a little beard and a perfectly average cock. Yeah, I didn’t have a six pack or anything like that, but I also didn’t have a beer belly. I wasn’t interested in going into nightclubs, I just wanted a quiet drink in the pub. I didn’t have a massive friendship circle and often found myself enjoying the company of people older than me because we had similar interests.

I suppose there’s one little thing I’m kind of missing out of this story. And that was the fetish I’ve had since the age of 16. As a younger lad, I became fascinated with women’s underwear. Bras, panties, stockings, bodysuits, anything that looked sexy and was made for women I was all over. By the time I was 18, I had amassed quite the collection of lingerie. I probably owned more lingerie than I did men’s underwear. And I loved wearing it, the different materials, styles and everything in between had me hooked.

When I had my 19th birthday, I was pretty much wearing panties daily. Being careful around the house, I had to hide them in my drawers and could only wash them when my parents were out of the house. I still had no interest in men, but I spent a lot of time checking out women’s assess as they went by, wondering what their underwear drawer had in it and what they were wearing now. Leggings were amazing, I could follow someone all day if their panties were on show through the leggings. And it’s fair to say that any money I received off family for my birthday went straight on panties which meant I had to think of lies I could tell when people asked what I’d got with the money.

Over the next few months though, my interests in what porn I watched started to change. It first happened when I was watching a regular online porn movie of a girl giving a guy a blowjob. This girl was amazing and was called Daisy Taylor. She looked incredible and loved to suck dick. It was only when I came across another video of her online, that I noticed she seemed to have something hidden away inside her panties. I found another video of her getting fucked and watched as her hard cock bounced around completely hard.

This piqued my curiosity and I started to research anal sex. It was only then that I learned all about the pleasure men could receive when experimenting with anal play. So, I continued to watch different videos and ended up watching a lot of trans porn. Trans porn quickly led to gay porn, and I discovered Austin Wilde and his website. I couldn’t resist subscribing and soon I was watching all sorts of different men fucking each other and I couldn’t get over just how much they were enjoying it.

Seen as though I still lived at home, buying sex toys wasn’t a possibility so the best I could do was a finger or the end of a hairbrush. And very quickly I started to realise just how good it could feel. So, when I was watching porn now, I was often imagining I was the one being fucked by another dick whilst my own hard cock bounced around in front of me. I didn’t download any dating apps because I feared seeing someone I know or somebody finding out I was on there. Hooking up with random strangers was out of the question because I couldn’t accommodate, and I’d only just passed my driving test and didn’t have my own car yet.

Anyway, one weekend I was laying around in bed watching TV. I was dressed in my jeans and a t-shirt with a pair of pink lace cheeky panties on underneath. Then I heard my dad calling me from downstairs, telling me I needed to come down because he needed to ask me something. I got up, quickly checked that I wasn’t flashing any of my panties above my jeans and headed off downstairs. ‘What’s up?’ I asked when I got into the living room and sat on the chair whilst my mom and dad sat on the sofa. I’d always been close with my parents, being an only child meant I’d always had their attention and I’d like to think they’d be proud of the adult I’ve become.

‘Steve’s having some computer problems.’ He told me.

‘What kind of problems?’ I leaned forward as I awaited more information.

‘He said he’s got internet problems and then a problem with his actual PC,’ he said.

‘Okay, does he need me to pop round and have a look?’ I’d known Steve since I was younger. Him and my dad had been best friends since they met at work about 20 years ago. So, he was always around at family barbeques and parties.

‘Ideally today if you’re free?’ My dad said, ‘I can drop you off in a couple of hours and Steve has offered to pick you up because your mom and me are going out for tea.’

‘Yeah, Eryaman Escort that’s fine with me. Just give me a shout when you’re going.’ I got up and headed back off upstairs to go back to watching TV. I jumped in the shower and had a good wash. Even though I never had anal sex, I’d gotten into a habit of giving my ass a good wash to make sure it was clean. That way, I was less likely to need to wash my panties after every wear. A couple of hours later, I heard the shower going in the bathroom and assumed that it was them getting ready to go out. And then shortly after, I was called downstairs because they were getting ready to leave the house.

I jumped in the back of the car as my dad set off, making the short detour to Steve’s house on the way so I could sort his IT problems out. Only when we were halfway there did I remember that I hadn’t changed out of my panties. And I didn’t have my belt for my jeans which meant the waist on them was quite loose. I was going to have to be extra careful to make sure I don’t get caught out. We arrived at Steve’s house about 10 minutes later. I jumped out the car, made sure my t-shirt was tucked into the back of my jeans and approached his door. I knocked and Steve quickly answered.

‘James,’ he smiled when he seen me. ‘Come on in.’ Steve was probably in his late 40s, he might have been in his 50s at a push. He was around 6ft2, both arms covered in sleeve tattoos, a body like me. You could tell he went to the gym and looked after himself, but he wasn’t hiding a six pack. He was bald with a big thick beard which was well groomed. He was dressed in just a plain white t-shirt and a pair of denim shorts when he opened the door. Steve had always been single as far as I could remember. He moved aside as he let me into the house before he gave my parents a wave and they drove off.

‘So, what’s gone wrong Steve?’ I asked.

He laughed, ‘in my life or with my computer?’

‘We’ll start with the computer; we might have time for your life later, but I’ll have to charge for that kind of chat.’ I laughed back at him.

‘I’m not sure what’s happened. The internet keeps going off so I’m not sure if it’s a dodgy router that’s causing the problem. And I’ve noticed the PC itself is making some strange noises.’ He led me through towards his office.

‘Okay, well I’ve brought some bits and pieces so I can have a look. Hopefully we’ll be able to get it sorted.’ I’d brought different cables with me so I could try a few different things to try and find a solution.

When we reached his office, the room was remarkably tidy. There wasn’t anything out of paper and nothing on the desk other than his PC. Considering her worked from home most days now, he must be a serious clean freak. ‘Am I okay to leave you get on with it? I’m not much use if I stick around,’ he said.

‘Yeah, of course. I’ll give you a shout if I need anything,’ I told him and he turned and left the room, leaving me to it.

After he’d gone, I got to work. I quickly found out what the problem was with his internet. And that wasn’t something I was going to be able to fix for him. I hooked him up with an ethernet cable so he could work online for now, but he would have to contact his provider to replace his router. The next problem though, I couldn’t get my head around it. There was clearly a connection problem between the PC itself and the power. But I couldn’t figure it out. I managed to sort out the noises it was making my fixing the fans inside the PC. But the power now just kept cutting out every now and then when the PC was turned on.

I was on my hands and knees under his desk when I heard footsteps coming down the corridor and into the room. ‘James, can I get you a…. oh my,’ I heard Steve stop in his tracks.

‘Everything okay?’ I turned and looked up to where he was stood.

‘Erm… yes. Your underwear is hanging out above your jeans though. Interesting choice I might add as well,’ he said with a little chuckle.

My face turned bright red as I reached behind me and all I could feel was lace above my jeans and no t-shirt there to protect my secret. ‘Erm… please don’t say anything,’ I pleaded with him.

‘Of course, I’m not going to say anything, would you like a drink?’ That’s obviously what he originally came in here for.

‘Yes please, and thank you.’ I gave him a smile as he disappeared out of the room. I quickly figured out what the other problem was and managed to fix it before he came back in.

‘I’ve got lager or water,’ I heard him shouting from the kitchen.

‘Can I have a lager please?’ I shouted back as I started tidying up. I relaxed a little bit since he’d left the room and part of my embarrassment had faded. If he didn’t tell my parents, I’d be fine.

A few minutes later, Steve returned and placed a bottle on the desk whilst I was tidying the cables up behind his computer. I could feel him watching me as I tidied up and self-consciously, I reached behind again to find that my pink panties were again peeking Sincan Escort above my jeans. ‘Sorry,’ I said as I turned to see him looking at me.

‘No, no. Don’t be sorry. I think it’s quite brave, to leave the house in that kind of underwear knowing anyone can see you.’ He was still staring at me.

‘Well, I didn’t intentionally do it,’ I admitted. ‘I normally change before I leave the house but forgot and had no other choice.’

‘Do you always wear that kind of underwear then?’ He sat down in his chair, and I stood in front of his desk, reaching for my drink.

‘A lot of the time, yeah.’ I blushed a little bit. ‘Mainly when I’m around the house but I have taken a couple of risks and gone to lectures and stuff where I know there’s very little chance of me being caught.’

‘And how do you buy them?’ He was a lot more interested in this than I thought he was going to be.

‘Mainly through online deliveries, but I’ve bought some in shops. But if I do it online, then I normally buy from sites that do men’s clothes as well so it’s less suspicious.’ I took a sip of my drink.

‘And you’ve never been caught up until now?’ He asked.

‘Nope, this is the first time. I’m usually a lot more careful than I was today. But then again, accidents happen.’ I sat myself on the edge of his desk.

‘Can I ask you something?’ He leaned forward and rested his elbows on his desk.

‘I mean, you’ve asked a lot of questions so far, one more won’t hurt,’ I laughed.

‘Are you gay?’ He came out with it very quickly, and I wasn’t expecting it.

‘I don’t think so.’ I responded.

He smiled, ‘that’s not the response I was expecting, what do you mean?’

‘Well, I’ve slept with a girl before but lately I’ve been finding myself watching more and more gay porn,’ I blushed again.

‘Are you saying you’d be open to sexual relations with a man?’ He stood up, walked to his office door and closed it.

‘I don’t know… maybe,’ I went very shy suddenly.

‘Did your dad tell you that I’m bisexual?’ I was shocked as he walked towards me.

‘He didn’t, I always knew you’d been single, but it never crossed my mind that you liked sleeping with men,’ he laughed as he now sat next to me on the desk.

‘I’ve always been single because nobody could tie me down,’ he put his hand next to mine. ‘And when it comes to men, I’m particularly fond of younger men.’

He then leaned across the desk and kissed me. Full on. Lips on lips. And I felt like I’d been transported to a different planet as I kissed him back. His hand moved to the side of my face as his beard softly scratched against my face. I quickly came to my senses and pushed his mouth away from mine. ‘Steve, you can’t do this. You’re my dad’s best friend.’

‘What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him,’ he said as he kissed me again.

This time I couldn’t resist and let him. He pushed his tongue into my mouth and started rubbing at my chest. I moved my own hand to his thigh as we continued to kiss. My mind was now flooded with thoughts about what it would be like to be with another man. What I’d fantasied about recently might be about to come true. If I had any doubts, my body was giving me the answer. My cock was stiffening inside my panties which was now becoming uncomfortable.

Steve eventually broke off the kiss, ‘have you ever seen another man’s cock?’ He asked me. I shook my head to say that I hadn’t, and he quickly followed up with, ‘would you like to?’ This time I nodded my head to say I would like to, and Steve stood up from the desk.

He stood in front of me and reached for the buttons on his shorts. He popped open the top button and then pulled the zip down. In one motion, he then pulled his boxers and jeans down as his cock popped out beneath his shirt. His cock looked lovely, if that was something you could even say about a cock. It wasn’t huge but it was probably the same size as mine, or maybe a little bigger. He was already fully hard, and I could see that he had some neatly trimmed pubic hair.

‘Would you like to touch it?’ He asked as I sat there staring at it. Suddenly, I was feeling very nervous and didn’t know what to do. My mouth had gone dry, but I nodded again just to say I wanted to touch it. But even though I wanted to, my hands didn’t move.

Thankfully Steve was very helpful, he grabbed a hold of my hand and moved it to his cock. For the first time in my life, I was now holding a cock that wasn’t my own. My hand slowly started to work its way up and down his shaft whilst he leaned back in to kiss me. He only briefly stopped kissing me so he could take my shirt off. Sitting there shirtless, as this man I’d known for years kissed me was an amazing feeling as he rubbed my chest and played with my nipples. He was slowly reducing me to a whimpering mess.

I broke off the kiss, ‘can I please suck your cock?’ I nervously asked him as I slowly played with him.

A big smile broke out across his face, ‘of course you can, but there’s something else I need Etlik Escort to ask you. When you watch gay porn and think about it, do you want to be the one fucking? Or being fucked?’

‘Definitely being fucked,’ I responded quickly.

‘That’s the right answer,’ his smile got slightly bigger. ‘But if you’re going to be sucking my cock, I’d like to see those panties that you’re wearing.’

I smiled back at him before I stood up in front of him and he sat down where I’d been sitting. I really didn’t want to let go of his cock, but I had to. But the idea of being undressed by someone else really turned me on. ‘Please can you undo my jeans for me,’ I asked cheekily.

But Steve was more than happy to oblige. He reached forward and unbuttoned my jeans and then slowly slid the zip down. The pink lace panties I was wearing were almost fully revealed. I turned away from him and kicked my shoes and removed my socks. I shimmied out of my jeans, jiggling my ass for him until they were around my ankles. I then did my best to bend over seductively in front of him, giving him a nice view of my ass as I picked up my jeans and moved them to the side of the room.

‘Oh fuck,’ I heard him mumble when I bent over in front of him. The panties I was wearing showed off pretty much half of my ass cheeks so there was already plenty of me on show. ‘Do you shave?’

‘I always keep my body smooth,’ I said sticking my tongue out at him.

I turned back towards him, the obvious bulge in my panties as my hard cock kept trying to escape. ‘Can I suck your cock now?’ I asked again.

I didn’t get an answer, but Steve repositioned himself on the desk, so his legs were spread, and I had access to his cock. I knelt in front of him, so his cock was now level with my head. I looked at his cock as it twitched and moved. I took a hold of his cock in one hand and gently started to lick his balls. ‘You naughty boy,’ Steve said as he rubbed his hand through my hair and moaned. I continued to lick his balls whilst tracing my fingers up and down his shaft and slowly massaging the head of his cock.

But I could only do this for so long before I needed to have his cock in my mouth. I stopped licking his balls and lifted my head, so I was now above his cock. I licked the tip of his cock whilst I was still working his shaft. I then took the head of his cock into my mouth and twirled my tongue around his tip which seemed to drive him wild. I continued taking more of his cock into my mouth before I started to gag. I let his cock fall from my mouth before trying again, this time feeling his pubes against my nose as I took all of him in one go. While he was in my mouth, I continued to use my tongue around his shaft which just made him moan even more.

‘Fuck,’ he moaned. ‘If this is your first time with a cock, you’re doing incredible.’

I didn’t respond, I was enjoying playing with his cock far too much to care what he was saying. I started to bob my head up and down quicker. Steve ran his fingers through my hair. His moans were encouraging me to keep going. I was still processing everything that was going on, in under an hour, I’d gone from fixing IT equipment to having a cock in my mouth. And now I’ve had a cock in my mouth, I know which I’d rather be doing in the future. Getting the moans of pleasure from Steve really turned me on.

‘As much as I’d love to cum down your throat right now, I think there’s something else you’d love to try,’ I looked up at him. ‘Do you want me to fuck you?’

I stroked his cock, ‘I don’t think I could take it.’

‘I’ll take my time, I promise,’ he started to stroke my face. ‘You won’t be the first boy I’ve broken in.’

I thought about it, and the more I thought about it the more I wanted to. I’d always thought when thinking about joining dating sites that I’d want my first time to be with someone I knew and trusted. Now the world was throwing me that opportunity. I would be stupid to pass on this. ‘Okay then, but you have to be gentle.’

‘When I’m finished preparing your ass, I’ll slide in with ease, trust me.’ He said as he reached back into the drawer of his desk and pulled out a big bottle of lube.

I laughed, ‘you’re the not the first person I’ve fucked in this office you know,’ he said laughing back at me. For some reason that turned me on even more though, thinking about all the different people that he’s probably fucked over and on this desk.

Once he grabbed the lube, he left it on the desk and told me to position myself, so I was bent over the desk. So, I bent over, my head and chest resting on the desk whilst Steve moved behind me. ‘I think I’m going to leave the panties on,’ he said giving my ass a playful spank. ‘They look so good, I’m just gonna have to fuck you whilst you’re wearing them.’ He then massaged my ass cheeks for a couple of mints, which felt completely weird but amazing at the same time.

Then he pulled my panties out of my ass and started running his finger up and down my ass crack, slowly exploring my hole. ‘Fuck, I love a smooth ass to fuck,’ he said before kissing my ass. He then started to explore my ass with his tongue. ‘Mmm, that tastes good,’ he said in between licks. I just moaned as he licked away at my hole. The sensation of my ass being wet and something consistently touching it felt amazing. I had my hands stretched out in front of me, gripping the other side of the desk.

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