The bed was designed so that my upper body lay comfortably on it while the lower part sort of dangled off. I don't know why I felt compelled to do what he said, but I obeyed. He told me to get up onto the bed and lie with my head on the pillow. Although I was nervous, I was also getting aroused. I was wondering what he would say if he saw my hard cock, since it was over 7 inches long. Nobody else had seen me naked except the family doctor and the high school football team when we took our showers. I felt embarrassed standing in front of him, but luckily the lights were dim. "Don't be shy, it's just us." So I slid my underwear off and found myself completely naked. I walked back to the table and he demanded, "The underwear too!" It'll be like nothing you've tried before." I knew I had had too much to drink as I found my self-undressing. "Nonsense, you'll enjoy this and it will feel real good. Sure, I'd had a good time with this man so far, but could I trust him? He said, "Take off your clothes and put them on the chair over there." In the center of the room was what resembled a large massage table with a small bed on it. It was very dimly lit, with light background music playing. I followed him into a smaller room at the back that I hadn't noticed before. My curiosity, mingled with my slight arousal at the mention of sex, got the better of me. I knew about vibrators and small toys, but an actual machine? He then astonished me by asking "Would you like to go for a ride on a machine?" Truth be told, I had never been approached about sex (neither had I had much experience), so I didn't know what to say. "I'm not asking you if you wanted to have sex with me, I'm a lot older than you are."
That sort of jolted me and I slowly answered "Sure, but." Out of the blue, he asked me about my sex life. I began to examine some of his handiwork and was quite impressed! He hadn't been bragging about his skills. He led me into his workshop at the back of the house before handing me another beer. His home was a relatively short walk from the bar, and it seemed quite big. I agreed to go, stopping only to pee before we left. Normally I would have been more cautious but the alcohol has loosened my inhibitions. Suddenly, he asked if I would like to come over to his house and see some of his work. He was an engineer and seemed to specialize in all kinds of advanced machines.īy now I had had 4 beers (he insisted on buying the last 2) and was feeling kind of drunk. At some point we were discussing hobbies and he mentioned robots- specifically how he liked to make them. He was friendly enough I found him quite interesting. After a few minutes, he came down started talking to me. He wasn't in bad shape, probably in his late 40's with a goatee, brown eyes and a sturdy figure. An older man was sitting just down from me, and I noticed he was eyeing me. It was pretty quiet inside as I sat and ordered a beer. It was the day after my 21st birthday, I was finally old enough to drink! It was early in the evening, so I decided to walk down a few blocks to a neighborhood bar.