I got fired from my job, the price of going to a gay orgy

In 1981I was 19 during the summer between my freshman and sophomore years, I got a job as a night clerk for a large hotel chain. The night bellman hung out at the front desk and we shared a joint or two. One night he told me there was going to be a party that weekend and I should go. I was scheduled to work that weekend and he got me to go early and leave early.

There were just a few guys there. The booze and pot was out and I had too much and was a no show for work. A guy was on the couch and this other gay was blowing him. I had never witnessed s**, and here was one guy holding another guy's c*** in his hand and savoring it with his mouth. It was an instant erection, the hottest thing I had ever seen.

Then another two guys were kissing, and another was taking his pants off and bending over the arm of the recliner. A guy fell to his knees behind him performing a*** oral s** on him. I had by then wet my pants and my work friend from work came up and ran his hand across my ass and asked if I wanted him to suck my c***.

My first orgy, my first s**, my first time realizing I was gay, q**** in those days. My life changed and I can't say it's been bad. I got fired because I didn't show up for work and never called. Small price to pay for the best party of my life.

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