When I was in middle school I started cutting grass to make some money. My dad was older and traveled all the time so when he was home he was exhausted and not interested in leaving the house. The man who lived next door taught me the difference between cutting someone's yard and manicuring their lawns. My second summer of yard maintenance I was turning people down and working dawn to dusk 7 days a week. I raked leaves in the Fall and shoveled snow the few times we had winter snow. My neighbor, who was married and 45yo with 2 daughters. owned a construction company and was a cabinet maker. In the evenings after he got home, on weekends and days off I was at his workshop learning how to make cabinets and furniture - and I am damn good. When I started high school I gave up all but a few of my lawn customers to work as a laborer on home builds. Two summers of grunt work, cleaning up and listening I had a good foundation as a construction worker.
The summer before I began my senior year I was assigned to the framing crew and loved every minute. The guys were all age ranges and the talk was rough, raw and sexual most of the time, and that turned my on. One day I was assigned to work with a man in his late 40's at a site in the next town. On the way there he told me the other worker there was a married cock sucker and if I wanted some head he would oblige. I had been in a few circle jerks with some buddies, got head from a girl and pussy a couple of times, but never had a man blow me. I was upstairs in that house when I ran out of nail strips so I went down stairs to go out to the truck. There on the main floor was that married man on his knees blowing the man I rode over with. They knew I was coming down the steps but they didn't care - the one sucking the cock looked at me, took his mouth off that cock and said, "give us five and its your turn." By the time I got to the truck my cock was hard as a rock and I was considering getting some head.
When I went back inside he was getting his face fucked with a vengeance, and I was ready for my turn. I unzipped and as soon as the older man stopped blowing he was on me...with a mouth fill of cum and it was such a turn on. That was my first experience with a man and learned those two, and the my neighbor, had arranged the day and my exposure to sex on the construction site. On the ride to work the next morning my neighbor asked how I like my blow job and would I like another one. I said I loved it and asked if I was I going back out of town again for work... and some head. He said, you are working with me today and with that he reached over for my cock.
Do not misunderstand my confession: not every construction worker plays pitch and catch, and it takes a while to learn who does, but when you do there are some private christening times on all projects. That was 20 years ago and today I own a small construction company and nothing turns me on like a construction worker with his jeans on hanging on only one leg, the other leg spread wide as he is bent over a saw horse - with his hairy ass sticking out a begging to be fucked... rough, hard, deep, wild, often and by many.