The Blowjob Competition

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This is a work of fiction.

Mark and I have been work friends for quite some time. We’re both mechanics at a local truck dealership. Since we met we sort of gravitated toward each other, having common interests and working side by side each day. We instantly started some banter back and forth about our mechanic abilities, and giving each other a hard time when we mess something up or misdiagnose an issue occasionally. We’re both mid-30’s, not as fit as we once were, but still pretty decent looking guys.

We love to send each other memes back and forth, and not much is off limits in the memes we send back and forth. We often used to joke back and forth calling each other gay or other derogatory terms. However, one day a meme came from him with something I didn’t expect….in his screenshot in the upper corner where it sometimes shows what other app is open instead of showing you the time….there was a Grindr logo. I knew that logo. I had browsed a few times. I knew what this was. My friend really was into guys, at least somewhere on the spectrum of curious to gay.
I didn’t make a big deal of it, but made a mental note to look for more cues.

One thing our jobs required was continuing education. As newer, more complicated trucks came out, we would have to go to training. I hadn’t been since I started at this dealership, and I was overdue. Mark had been for a week shortly after I started. We got called to the shop supervisors office one morning, and he told us we’d be sent to Texas together for a training seminar next month. He said we’d share a room, and have a rental car after we flew in. I was looking forward to the possibilities, although honestly I wasn’t that into Mark…he wasn’t exactly my type although we were a lot like each other.

On the first night after we arrived, we got settled into the room and Mark went to shower. He took an eternally long shower. He had left his phone on the nightstand which seemed careless, but it was a change I was eager for. On the plane ride down I watched enough to figure out his passcode. I wondered if this week maybe we could talk about our interests. Had I finally found a friend, a confidant with the same attraction as myself??

Mark’s phone was a treasure trove. He was logged into a Twitter account that was clearly for smut. And it was FULL of exactly what I loved…college boys and twinks. I got so hard scrolling through, and even seeing that we followed some of the same accounts. I switched to his DMs and he had even taken a shot trying to sext with some of the cute guys. Sadly he had the same luck I usually did, the college boys weren’t into mid-30’s blue collar dad types unless there was money attached. He had a great dick, but once he sent a body picture, the conversation went kind of dull. I, too could relate.

I heard the shower shut off and frantically tried to close everything out, placing his phone carefully back down. As Mark came from the shower, I decided to give him a hard time about how long he took. I told him he better not have left cum on the shower wall, to which he blushed a bit and said “you’d like that too much, homo”. I laughed and went for my shower.

After dinner we had a few drinks before heading back to the room. We couldn’t be too hungover in the morning, so we sadly had to limit ourselves. However with a little buzz, Mark loosened up. Finally, I steered the conversation toward sex and he began to vent about his frustrations. They had a small baby that woke up a lot, and kept his wife tired. She was taking classes online as well as working. Their relationship was strained and he felt sexually neglected. I felt it to my core. That’s mostly when I felt most like diving into the gay world myself. After we had bonded over that talk, I finally confronted him about the meme he had sent me with the Grindr logo. I knew it was so extremely risky. This week, this friendship could be ruined. All to make a bond with a guy I wasn’t even that into sexually.

But- as fate would have it Mark had drank just enough to let it all fly. He almost broke down on me but we both just laid it all out. We were both bisexual. We had both experimented in the past. We both found ourselves mostly rejected by the class of guys we were most into. We both felt like we had great cocks, but we felt short changed sexually. We weren’t as young and cute as we used to be. We ended up chatting and comparing dicks that night. He was about 7” and cut. I was closer to 8 and uncut. He was fascinated with my foreskin. I had made an even deeper friend that night, and we now held each other’s greatest secret.

The next day was pretty boring, but informative. We took notes, learned new computer diagnostics, and to the world we were just straight, manly, average guys. In our minds, we were liberated but also now so nervous about the possibility of being outed. I was excited, but also nervous about what that night might bring. We decided to eat on the way back to the hotel, and not have to come back out that night.

We talked more about sex and our curiosity. We scrolled Twitter some. Then we had an idea…let’s download grindr and see what the local college near our hotel has to offer. As usual, it didn’t disappoint. I loved getting on Grindr anytime I was near a campus. The guys were always so beautiful. Some, the “DL” and “discreet” guys reminded me of my own younger self, getting head from an eager peer in your truck, or sneaking into someone’s apartment for a late night blowjob. We both missed those days so bad.

We took some pictures of our dicks together, sent to some hot guys, but once we told them our age (30 seemed to be a magic cutoff), there was often one question…”you Gen?”.

We both agreed had never and would never pay for sex. We surely didn’t want to get in trouble on this trip, and we weren’t that desperate….were we?

That’s when I had an idea…we both agreed how nice it would be to share a cocksucker, or two. We just couldn’t directly bring ourselves to mess around with each other. But sharing a guy, now that sounded great. My idea was this…let’s host a group blowjob competition. We had brought spending money, and both made decent money at work, plus we had a per diem for food and expenses.

We decided that we were desperate enough to put up a few hundred bucks. My idea was simple, if anyone would go along with it. Have a few college boys over, and pool our resources to make a “prize” pot for the best sucker. Then we decided to up the ante, and make a first, second and third place. We decided on $200 for first place, $100 for second, and $50 for third. It probably wouldn’t work, but what the hell? We had all week.

We quickly made a headline on the profile “BJ contest”. In the description we said “two nice cocks hosting a blowjob competition, winners get rewarded”.
Soon we had some interest from one or two guys. A couple of them were extremely interested. We decided to get lazy about it, and task some of these boys with recruiting their friends. The next night would be the night, and we couldn’t be more anxious. We had to go to sleep though, it was already midnight and 6am would come too soon. We jerked off together quickly to the pictures we had received, and went to bed anxious for the next day.

Sorry for the length, let me know if I should continue.
 

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This is a work of fiction.

Mark and I have been work friends for quite some time. We’re both mechanics at a local truck dealership. Since we met we sort of gravitated toward each other, having common interests and working side by side each day. We instantly started some banter back and forth about our mechanic abilities, and giving each other a hard time when we mess something up or misdiagnose an issue occasionally. We’re both mid-30’s, not as fit as we once were, but still pretty decent looking guys.

We love to send each other memes back and forth, and not much is off limits in the memes we send back and forth. We often used to joke back and forth calling each other gay or other derogatory terms. However, one day a meme came from him with something I didn’t expect….in his screenshot in the upper corner where it sometimes shows what other app is open instead of showing you the time….there was a Grindr logo. I knew that logo. I had browsed a few times. I knew what this was. My friend really was into guys, at least somewhere on the spectrum of curious to gay.
I didn’t make a big deal of it, but made a mental note to look for more cues.

One thing our jobs required was continuing education. As newer, more complicated trucks came out, we would have to go to training. I hadn’t been since I started at this dealership, and I was overdue. Mark had been for a week shortly after I started. We got called to the shop supervisors office one morning, and he told us we’d be sent to Texas together for a training seminar next month. He said we’d share a room, and have a rental car after we flew in. I was looking forward to the possibilities, although honestly I wasn’t that into Mark…he wasn’t exactly my type although we were a lot like each other.

On the first night after we arrived, we got settled into the room and Mark went to shower. He took an eternally long shower. He had left his phone on the nightstand which seemed careless, but it was a change I was eager for. On the plane ride down I watched enough to figure out his passcode. I wondered if this week maybe we could talk about our interests. Had I finally found a friend, a confidant with the same attraction as myself??

Mark’s phone was a treasure trove. He was logged into a Twitter account that was clearly for smut. And it was FULL of exactly what I loved…college boys and twinks. I got so hard scrolling through, and even seeing that we followed some of the same accounts. I switched to his DMs and he had even taken a shot trying to sext with some of the cute guys. Sadly he had the same luck I usually did, the college boys weren’t into mid-30’s blue collar dad types unless there was money attached. He had a great dick, but once he sent a body picture, the conversation went kind of dull. I, too could relate.

I heard the shower shut off and frantically tried to close everything out, placing his phone carefully back down. As Mark came from the shower, I decided to give him a hard time about how long he took. I told him he better not have left cum on the shower wall, to which he blushed a bit and said “you’d like that too much, homo”. I laughed and went for my shower.

After dinner we had a few drinks before heading back to the room. We couldn’t be too hungover in the morning, so we sadly had to limit ourselves. However with a little buzz, Mark loosened up. Finally, I steered the conversation toward sex and he began to vent about his frustrations. They had a small baby that woke up a lot, and kept his wife tired. She was taking classes online as well as working. Their relationship was strained and he felt sexually neglected. I felt it to my core. That’s mostly when I felt most like diving into the gay world myself. After we had bonded over that talk, I finally confronted him about the meme he had sent me with the Grindr logo. I knew it was so extremely risky. This week, this friendship could be ruined. All to make a bond with a guy I wasn’t even that into sexually.

But- as fate would have it Mark had drank just enough to let it all fly. He almost broke down on me but we both just laid it all out. We were both bisexual. We had both experimented in the past. We both found ourselves mostly rejected by the class of guys we were most into. We both felt like we had great cocks, but we felt short changed sexually. We weren’t as young and cute as we used to be. We ended up chatting and comparing dicks that night. He was about 7” and cut. I was closer to 8 and uncut. He was fascinated with my foreskin. I had made an even deeper friend that night, and we now held each other’s greatest secret.

The next day was pretty boring, but informative. We took notes, learned new computer diagnostics, and to the world we were just straight, manly, average guys. In our minds, we were liberated but also now so nervous about the possibility of being outed. I was excited, but also nervous about what that night might bring. We decided to eat on the way back to the hotel, and not have to come back out that night.

We talked more about sex and our curiosity. We scrolled Twitter some. Then we had an idea…let’s download grindr and see what the local college near our hotel has to offer. As usual, it didn’t disappoint. I loved getting on Grindr anytime I was near a campus. The guys were always so beautiful. Some, the “DL” and “discreet” guys reminded me of my own younger self, getting head from an eager peer in your truck, or sneaking into someone’s apartment for a late night blowjob. We both missed those days so bad.

We took some pictures of our dicks together, sent to some hot guys, but once we told them our age (30 seemed to be a magic cutoff), there was often one question…”you Gen?”.

We both agreed had never and would never pay for sex. We surely didn’t want to get in trouble on this trip, and we weren’t that desperate….were we?

That’s when I had an idea…we both agreed how nice it would be to share a cocksucker, or two. We just couldn’t directly bring ourselves to mess around with each other. But sharing a guy, now that sounded great. My idea was this…let’s host a group blowjob competition. We had brought spending money, and both made decent money at work, plus we had a per diem for food and expenses.

We decided that we were desperate enough to put up a few hundred bucks. My idea was simple, if anyone would go along with it. Have a few college boys over, and pool our resources to make a “prize” pot for the best sucker. Then we decided to up the ante, and make a first, second and third place. We decided on $200 for first place, $100 for second, and $50 for third. It probably wouldn’t work, but what the hell? We had all week.

We quickly made a headline on the profile “BJ contest”. In the description we said “two nice cocks hosting a blowjob competition, winners get rewarded”.
Soon we had some interest from one or two guys. A couple of them were extremely interested. We decided to get lazy about it, and task some of these boys with recruiting their friends. The next night would be the night, and we couldn’t be more anxious. We had to go to sleep though, it was already midnight and 6am would come too soon. We jerked off together quickly to the pictures we had received, and went to bed anxious for the next day.

Sorry for the length, let me know if I should continue.
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This is a work of fiction.

Mark and I have been work friends for quite some time. We’re both mechanics at a local truck dealership. Since we met we sort of gravitated toward each other, having common interests and working side by side each day. We instantly started some banter back and forth about our mechanic abilities, and giving each other a hard time when we mess something up or misdiagnose an issue occasionally. We’re both mid-30’s, not as fit as we once were, but still pretty decent looking guys.

We love to send each other memes back and forth, and not much is off limits in the memes we send back and forth. We often used to joke back and forth calling each other gay or other derogatory terms. However, one day a meme came from him with something I didn’t expect….in his screenshot in the upper corner where it sometimes shows what other app is open instead of showing you the time….there was a Grindr logo. I knew that logo. I had browsed a few times. I knew what this was. My friend really was into guys, at least somewhere on the spectrum of curious to gay.
I didn’t make a big deal of it, but made a mental note to look for more cues.

One thing our jobs required was continuing education. As newer, more complicated trucks came out, we would have to go to training. I hadn’t been since I started at this dealership, and I was overdue. Mark had been for a week shortly after I started. We got called to the shop supervisors office one morning, and he told us we’d be sent to Texas together for a training seminar next month. He said we’d share a room, and have a rental car after we flew in. I was looking forward to the possibilities, although honestly I wasn’t that into Mark…he wasn’t exactly my type although we were a lot like each other.

On the first night after we arrived, we got settled into the room and Mark went to shower. He took an eternally long shower. He had left his phone on the nightstand which seemed careless, but it was a change I was eager for. On the plane ride down I watched enough to figure out his passcode. I wondered if this week maybe we could talk about our interests. Had I finally found a friend, a confidant with the same attraction as myself??

Mark’s phone was a treasure trove. He was logged into a Twitter account that was clearly for smut. And it was FULL of exactly what I loved…college boys and twinks. I got so hard scrolling through, and even seeing that we followed some of the same accounts. I switched to his DMs and he had even taken a shot trying to sext with some of the cute guys. Sadly he had the same luck I usually did, the college boys weren’t into mid-30’s blue collar dad types unless there was money attached. He had a great dick, but once he sent a body picture, the conversation went kind of dull. I, too could relate.

I heard the shower shut off and frantically tried to close everything out, placing his phone carefully back down. As Mark came from the shower, I decided to give him a hard time about how long he took. I told him he better not have left cum on the shower wall, to which he blushed a bit and said “you’d like that too much, homo”. I laughed and went for my shower.

After dinner we had a few drinks before heading back to the room. We couldn’t be too hungover in the morning, so we sadly had to limit ourselves. However with a little buzz, Mark loosened up. Finally, I steered the conversation toward sex and he began to vent about his frustrations. They had a small baby that woke up a lot, and kept his wife tired. She was taking classes online as well as working. Their relationship was strained and he felt sexually neglected. I felt it to my core. That’s mostly when I felt most like diving into the gay world myself. After we had bonded over that talk, I finally confronted him about the meme he had sent me with the Grindr logo. I knew it was so extremely risky. This week, this friendship could be ruined. All to make a bond with a guy I wasn’t even that into sexually.

But- as fate would have it Mark had drank just enough to let it all fly. He almost broke down on me but we both just laid it all out. We were both bisexual. We had both experimented in the past. We both found ourselves mostly rejected by the class of guys we were most into. We both felt like we had great cocks, but we felt short changed sexually. We weren’t as young and cute as we used to be. We ended up chatting and comparing dicks that night. He was about 7” and cut. I was closer to 8 and uncut. He was fascinated with my foreskin. I had made an even deeper friend that night, and we now held each other’s greatest secret.

The next day was pretty boring, but informative. We took notes, learned new computer diagnostics, and to the world we were just straight, manly, average guys. In our minds, we were liberated but also now so nervous about the possibility of being outed. I was excited, but also nervous about what that night might bring. We decided to eat on the way back to the hotel, and not have to come back out that night.

We talked more about sex and our curiosity. We scrolled Twitter some. Then we had an idea…let’s download grindr and see what the local college near our hotel has to offer. As usual, it didn’t disappoint. I loved getting on Grindr anytime I was near a campus. The guys were always so beautiful. Some, the “DL” and “discreet” guys reminded me of my own younger self, getting head from an eager peer in your truck, or sneaking into someone’s apartment for a late night blowjob. We both missed those days so bad.

We took some pictures of our dicks together, sent to some hot guys, but once we told them our age (30 seemed to be a magic cutoff), there was often one question…”you Gen?”.

We both agreed had never and would never pay for sex. We surely didn’t want to get in trouble on this trip, and we weren’t that desperate….were we?

That’s when I had an idea…we both agreed how nice it would be to share a cocksucker, or two. We just couldn’t directly bring ourselves to mess around with each other. But sharing a guy, now that sounded great. My idea was this…let’s host a group blowjob competition. We had brought spending money, and both made decent money at work, plus we had a per diem for food and expenses.

We decided that we were desperate enough to put up a few hundred bucks. My idea was simple, if anyone would go along with it. Have a few college boys over, and pool our resources to make a “prize” pot for the best sucker. Then we decided to up the ante, and make a first, second and third place. We decided on $200 for first place, $100 for second, and $50 for third. It probably wouldn’t work, but what the hell? We had all week.

We quickly made a headline on the profile “BJ contest”. In the description we said “two nice cocks hosting a blowjob competition, winners get rewarded”.
Soon we had some interest from one or two guys. A couple of them were extremely interested. We decided to get lazy about it, and task some of these boys with recruiting their friends. The next night would be the night, and we couldn’t be more anxious. We had to go to sleep though, it was already midnight and 6am would come too soon. We jerked off together quickly to the pictures we had received, and went to bed anxious for the next day.

Sorry for the length, let me know if I should continue.
Yes, please continue the story.
 
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