Studying wine

I took half a year off college to go study at Sonoma State Wine Business Institute

I knew that sooner or later I would have to take over the family business. My father is in very poor health and my mom is not doing any better with her heart condition. So I decided to take six months off my regular Journalism studies and learn a little bit more about wines and the business I will eventually inherit. Sonoma State is located in the heart of California wine country and created through a partnership between the university and the wine industry, this is the first and only program in the United States to focus exclusively on the business aspects of the wine industry. The Wine Business Institute is located within the university's School of Business & Economics; a fully accredited AACSB institution. Sonoma State's program offers a specialized curriculum targeted on the business challenges of the wine industry. Courses are offered in Wine Marketing, Wine Finance and Accounting, Human Resources Management, Wine Business Strategies and Wine Production, Operations & Distribution.

WINE Institute Professional Development Courses:

Intro to Tasting Room Mgmt.
Winery Compliance Issues
Selling to Restaurants & Retailers
Managing Tasting Room Employees
Building a Profitable Wine Club
Winery Export Fundamentals
Secret's to Selling Wine Grapes
Wine Brand Development
Successful Direct Marketing
Wine Marketing Basics
Wine Labels: Trademarks & Legalities

The program is very rigorous and I had a lot of catching up to do. Most of the other students were in the business already and had me at a disadvantage. After all, I was only the son of a vineyard and a wine producer, my father taught me a few things and I also learned a lot from being around Pedro but this was more of the tribal kind of knowledge that involves the actual growing of the grapes and the management of the property.

So I felt I was a little weak in the more sophisticated aspects of wine knowledge and that is why I thought a few courses would come in handy.

My father was just thrilled because he thought I was just wasting my time studying journalism. He knew that I would eventually inherit the operation and my uncle Charlie was not fit to take it over. As it turned out, he died before that was to happen.

At the time, I was doing my graduate studies at an Ivy League in the Northeast. A lot of students take off for a while, some to study abroad, others just to work and save the money for the next semester. In my case, it was totally unrelated but I got the dispensation anyhow.

I traveled to San Francisco and on to Sonoma and I arrived two days early. I wanted to get a feel of the place and the town. As I watched all the rest of the class, one by one come in I took a mental inventory of the students. I wanted to pigeon-hole them for purposes of potential competition both in the classroom and in the bedroom.

There were a total of 32 students starting the course. Four women and 28 men; of the 28 men I was almost sure that at least 20 were gay. I was later to find out that all of them were. It is incredible but it turned out that the ones I thought were straight turned out to be the most out-gay ones. My Gaydar failed me miserably with them.

One of the things I always do when I am in a college is to check out the men’s bathrooms. If you see a lot of graffiti and for sure if you see a glory hole or two, you know that there is a lot of sexual activity at the school. Hell, even at Texas Tech, one of the most homophobic schools in the country there are at least four tearooms that see more action than an army skillet.

The campus is not very big, not like what I am accustomed to. But there were two tearooms that looked promising. The one in the Administration building with two stalls and five urinals and the one in the Commons with three stalls and ten urinals. This one was by far the most conspicuous. The middle stall had two glory holes, one on each side; and the stall in the end had a separation between the front and the side wall that if you got close you could see all the guys taking a piss at all but one of the urinals.

I checked it out at different times of the day, but then again, classes hadn’t begun yet. But on the day before classes were to start, I was in the end stall and I heard the tearoom door open. I got up from the toilet and positioned myself to see if I could get a glance of the person. Sure enough, he went to the urinal and looked over towards the stalls. This dude removed his shirt and lowered his pants. Now, if that is not making it obvious, I don’t know what is.

About this time, someone else came into the tearoom. This one I was not able to see but he came to the stall next to the wall and he left the door open while he pretended to take a piss. Both glory holes are lined up in such a way that I could see clear into his stall. He had a hard on and I could see that the cock was large and uncut.

Then the guy who was by the urinal came over to the center stall and left the door open. The guy next to the wall then put his cock through the hole and the guy in the center stall started to suck him off.

I got up and opened the door, stepped out and started to watch. The cock sucker was doing a very good job and both were young and good looking. They had very nice athletic bodies. The dude doing the sucking then dropped his pants to the floor and with the guy’s cock through the glory hole still in his mouth, he brought both hands to his ass cheeks and spread them for me to do something with them.

I walked over a couple of steps and started to caress his ass cheeks and then began to run my fingers into the ass crack. I brought then to my nose to see if they smelled, but he was pretty clean. I then knelt down behind him and started to kiss his ass cheeks and eventually got my tongue in the ass crack. He once more brought both his hands and spread the ass cheeks to give me better access. That was one monumental ass, I was just rimming the hell out of it, my tongue darting in and out and he was making these funny little noises.

But at that moment, we heard the tearoom door open. The second door would follow a few seconds later. All three of us scrambled into the stalls and I could see the guy who had just come in was drop dead gorgeous. Wow!, what a body, he had his shirt off and was holding it with one hand. He had a goatee and a moustache and was wearing a blue cap. But he was solid muscles. What a torso he had. He was wearing sweat pants and he didn’t lower them as he had no intentions to take a piss, instead, he just stood there, turned around with the urinals behind him and groped himself over the sweat pants to show his hard on.

I then opened the door to my stall and stuck my head out and he winked at me. I motioned with my hand for him to come over and he did.

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