23 M here in London , in a relationships of 4 years with my girlfriend.

Last week we had a delayed company summer party and Pete (53), my senior colleague, came over to my place.

We work in the same team and in the 8 months I've been there we have always hit it off. He's married with two kids but he never misses his chance to flirt with new young joiners, men or women.

He took a specific interest in me after he noticed my eyes would linger a little too long on him in the office.

Pete is your classic English dad, a few inches taller than me with salt and pepper hair, big hands and the never-missing beer belly.

I've never done anything with a guy and have always loved women but from all the drinking and the porn, I've been having an unusual itch...

Back to the company party: management organised a nice dinner and a a pub crawl afterwards.

By the second pub, we were all off our heads. Beer kept flowing and everyone was having the time of their lives.

Around 11pm, people started leaving as most live outside of London.

Pete, a few more colleagues and me stayed and kept drinking. Now that the women had gone, the conversation turned to pure rude banter about tits and arses in the office. Pete was leading the jokes and kept making sus references like 'a mouth is a mouth' and 'guys suck it better'.

In all of this, he never admitted to any gay sexual experience.

Last orders came and we called it home.

The other left and as I lived a 10 mins walk away, I was waiting for Pete to get an Uber.

No one was accepting his ride and giving that it was starting to rain, I drunkenly suggested: "Do you want to walk to mine? You can try getting an Uber from there"

Pete looked at me intrigued: "Do you live close?" "Yeah, just a 10 mins walk"

"Alright, let's go" Pete said.

Sexual jokes kept going all the way until my front door.

Once in the living room, Pete asked:

"Nice place, is anyone home?"

"My roommate is away" I said.

"Is he fun?"

"Yeah, aside all the guys he brings home" I replied annoyed.

Pete's eyes lighted up. "You telling me you never had your turn?"

"Nooo!" I objected, pretending disgust.

I opened a couple of cold beers and we sat on the couch, forgetting about the uber.

I could see a bulge in Peter's pants and I could feel my mouth starting to water. Not sure if from the beer or the sexual tension in the room.

"So you really think a guy sucks it better?" I susprised myself asking him with a grin.

"Of course! They know what they're doing. And they love it too!".

"Seems like you have a had a few good blowjobs then..." I tease him.

"Maybe..." Pete goes.

[END OF PART 1]