Used by my colleagues

What I'm going to tell you is real and happened when I was 18 years old (I am now 29).

My name is Luis. I had just moved to Madrid and, among many jobs that didn’t last long, I got hired at a hamburger restaurant in Malasaña as a cook, although I also worked as a waiter.

I was the youngest. Then there were the important ones… Cristian, 23 years old (from Madrid, waiter); Pedro, about 27 (Colombian, cook); Celio, 33 (Venezuelan, head chef); and Tao, about 35 (Chinese, our boss).

After 6 months working there, those coworkers were always around; the rest would vary… This made us all get quite close, especially me with them.

Clearly, I was gay and I didn’t hide it, which they, being the typical basic heterosexuals, joked about a lot, never in an offensive way.

At first, it was a bit softer, with curious questions like "Do you like big or small?" and they would laugh, or jokes like "Wow, what a nice ass you have, Luis, it looks like a woman's, huh?"

Then, some like Celio started greeting me by giving me a slap on the butt or would walk by and squeeze my butt. All of it from joking and trust, which didn’t bother me.

Let’s focus on Celio: a tall guy, 1.85 m, mixed, shaved, and full of tattoos, a real tough guy, haha. A chubby body, a guy who does a lot of sports but doesn't eat very well. I loved his body, robust and manly, and hairy… a 10 out of 10 guy.

It turns out that Celio had just moved. He took a vacation, and when he came back from the move, I asked him where he had moved to and so on…

He told me he now lived in Simancas, to which I said that was great, that I lived "nearby," in Pueblo Nuevo. Looking at areas, he mentioned that if I wanted, he could give me a ride, that he wouldn’t mind picking me up since it would be on his way.

I spent a few weeks commuting by metro until, one day, after work, while talking and talking, he mentioned picking me up, telling me not to be embarrassed… From that day on, Celio would pick me up every possible day, increasing our trust. We became super friends.

After about a month, the conversations in the car became more risqué, about my preferences, my experiences, his with girls… Until we started talking about how his wife doesn't satisfy him, that she never wants to have sex, always avoids it, and that he has to jerk off. He had been like this for over a year.

That conversation became more frequent until, one day, jokingly, I told him that if things kept going like this, he could use me to satisfy himself. I remember his laughter, a mix of nervousness and doubt.

On a specific day, we stayed a bit longer at the restaurant, drinking a bit with the coworkers before closing. Some made comments like "Careful, Celio, now on the way home, that Luis (me) is going to jump on you or something else, haha."

Luis was laughing, but I remember his look when he glanced at me was different in response to those jokes. What was it? Complicity?

It was time to leave, and on the way back home, he once again brought up the topic of his wife and his situation and told me…

Celio: Hey, Luis, what you said the other night about using you, was that serious? Haha, just kidding, just kidding.

Me: Haha, nah, it was a joke, but if you want, it’s not a joke, haha.

A silence ensued… He kept driving and I, well, looking out the window. I felt very uncomfortable.

When I looked, we were entering a darker and less populated area, some kind of vacant lot, park, or something like that; it was very dark.

Me: Where are we?

Celio: Nothing, I really have to pee and couldn’t hold it anymore; we’ve drunk a lot.

Celio got out of the car, went to pee, and after about 3 minutes, he opened the door on my side and what I saw was Celio, or rather the lower part of Celio and his thick, dark cock out.

I was in shock, a surreal situation.

In that moment, I didn’t know what to do until Celio said to me:

Celio: Do you want it?

At that instant, I grabbed it without thinking and started to lick it until I took it all the way down my throat. It was so tasty, and I could feel it starting to grow in my mouth, a dark, thick, and long cock.

Celio didn’t stop moaning, holding my head and pressing it against his body. Tears wouldn’t stop flowing, but I was enjoying it so much…

After about 5 minutes, I felt it filling my mouth and Celio wouldn’t let me pull away. I swallowed it all… he pulled up his pants, closed my door, got in on his side, and the rest of the ride was in complete silence.

I think neither of us could believe what had just happened.

The next day, when I arrived, he spoke to me and acted as if nothing had happened. He didn’t take me home for a week because he said he wouldn’t pass by his place (sounded strange to me). He didn’t bring up what had happened until a week and a little after…

Do you want to know what he said and what happened?