After getting my degree at university, I found it hard to get a job near where I was living, so decided to move closer to Glasgow, and stay with my Aunt & Uncle.

It was not the ideal move for me, I knew no one in the area, and had never been very close to them, but I thought that it would be worth it if i could get a job.

I would go into Glasgow most days, and walk round all the engineering companies, asking if they had any jobs going. It was soul destroying, getting rejection after rejection. 

After about 6 weeks I managed to get a job as a courier, it was not what I had been looking for, and it was easy money, I only had to work Mon-Thursday, and Friday mornings, but at least it was a job so I could earn enough to pay my Uncle, and go out a few evenings each week.

I had been doing the job for a few weeks, I had not gone out with any of my co-workers, I had always been a bit of a loner. 

About 2 weeks before Christmas in 84, I could not get out of going out for a Christmas drink with them all. It was not a great night, but as the night went on, and the drinks flowed, I started to enjoy myself a bit more. i started to realise after a few hours that 1 or 2 of the girls in the group seemed to be paying me a lot of attention. I did not really want to return the attention I was getting as they were really not my type. 1 was fairly heavy, and the other looked too old for me. 

A couple of hours later, when I was returning from the toilet, the older one met me, and told my that she had fancied me since the day I started working with them. I told her that I thought she was too old for me, only to be told that "age was just a number". She was wearing a low cut top, and mini skirt, and she looked ok, but not really my type, however I played along with her, and sat next to her when we went back into the bar. (at this time I was still effectivly a virgin, as the only girls i'd had sex with, were my sister Cilla, and her friend Mo, and I had not had to chat them up in the first place).

When we had been back for a few minutes, she turned to everyone and said, "He is not Gay, He felt my tits, and I could feel his hard-on through his trousers". This shocked me, all I wanted was to get out of there. One of the guy we were with announced that she does this to all the new guys that work there.

I stayed for another couple of drinks, but moved as far away from her as i could, then told everyone that I had to go as I did not want to have to get the last bus home, it was always full of trouble making drunks.

I walked from the bar to the bus station, only to see my bus disappearing into the distance, I knew that I would have to wait another 30 mins for the next one.

I sat down, and tried to keep my mind off the cold weather, by watching a couple of younging girls, who looked colder than me. Both were wearing short skirts, and skimpy tops. 

After having spent the evening drinking, and the chilly weather, it was not long before I had to pee. I went to the toilets, hoping they would not be too busy, they were very quiet, only one oldish guy in, and he looked about as cold as me. I got my cock out, and realised that I must have been affected more by the short skirts than I had thought, as I was semi erect. I tried to get my mind away from the skirts by closing my eyes to concentrate on peeing. When I opened them I realised that the older guy had moved closer to me, and that he was wanking the biggest hard-on I had ever seen. I was mesmerised  by what I could see, and the more I looked, the harder I was getting. He moved closer so that I could see it better, and so that he could touch my cock. I did not object to him wanking me, and he asked if I would wank him off too. After a few minutes someone came into the toilet, and we had to stop wanking each other.

Another couple of people came in so he put his cock back in his trousers, and then signalled for me to follow him. We walked out of the bus station, towards a multi storey car park, then he went though the doors and signalled for me to follow. We went up a couple of flights of stairs to the roof area. When we got there, ge undid his trousers and got his cock and balls out. It was Huge, his cock must have been over 9", and hid balls were slightle smaller than 2 tennis balls. I moved closer to him, undid my trousers and got my cock out, it looked small in comparison to his. He was wanking his cock, till I got mine out, then he turned his attention to me, he started to strok me slowly to begin with, then got faster, as I rubbed him faster, it was so exciting, wanking off someone that I had just met.

I could soon tell that he was about to cum, from the way that he was shaking, then all of a sudden his cum started spurting out, spurt after spurt after spurt, I thought he was never going to stop cumming. All this got me ready to cum, he asked if I would mind cumming into his mouth, of course I had no objections, and soon I was cumming into his mouth, he licked his lips, licked my cock clean, and swallowed it all.

He then started to get his trousers done up, and he turned round and asked if I enjoyed it, I said yes, and he said that he hoped that we could meet again sometime, I said I hoped we could. He then suggested that we leave the car park seperately.

I walked back to the bus station to see that my bus was there, so got on, and got a seat near the back, where I sat down, and closed my eyes, thinking about what had just happened. I must have fallen asleep for a bit, as I was woken bu the movement of the bus. When I woke, I realised that there were only a few on the bus, bu when I looked right behind me I could see the guy I had just wanked off sitting 2 rows behind me stroking his huge cock again. 

It turned out that he only lived about 0.5 miles from my uncle. 

Over the next few months he introduced me to things, and people that I could never have imagined...