Another boring shift was starting. It was once pointed out to me that I have the Cakeist job out there. All I do is sit on my bubble butt and watch TV, occasionally ring someone up, and put out a few new movies or toys. I had had a few come in already, a few potentials, but no one had that vibe I was looking for. When you see a guy you can play with, a straight one especially, you can actually smell it.
There is a hint of something in the air. something that I cant describe. It can only be testosterone. I smell it a lot when I go to the bathhouses, the preview rooms, even walking the trails. Its not semen, its not sweat, but you know it causes them both. That smell, once you smell it, your own cock begins to automatically throb, and you know that there is another cock in the vicinity that wants nothing more than to be in your mouth. I smell it a lot when straight guys are in the store with their girlfriends. And for some reason, we have had several girls who wont put out, but just wanna tease their men. That’s the story I heard. And now, I am going to tell it to you.
Josh and Sarah came into the store. She had that look about her that she was thoroughly enjoying himself. He was shifty and slouched over. Looking very uncomfortable. A cute guy, shaggy brown hair, medium build, and short, only like 5'6". She led him around the store and asked him a few question. His strained answers caught my ears. He didn’t seem to care what she wanted to buy. But only wanted to leave.
Deciding to further investigate, maybe the swiped something that I didn’t see, I grabbed the short stack of movies I had just finished putting into the computer. Quickly I made my way to near where they were looking at a few vibrators, and put some movies in the wrong place. I made sure they were clearly in the wrong place, so I could find them later on. My OCD wouldn’t allow them to be there for much longer. A few side glances told me there was a bulge in his pants, but not merchandise, he had his dick sticking straight up, hidden by his waistband.
A deep breath with the helps of my olfactory senses confirmed it. This boy was horny as hell. Was his girlfriend not taking care of him like she was supposed to be? Stupid bitch... you never let a hard cock go to waste!
I headed up to the counter, adjusting my own erection as I went. Unfortunately I chosen today to wear my basketball shorts and my favorite jock strap. I don’t care for bottoming, but it really shows off my nice ass. The jock was doing its best to confine me, but the shorts were doing their best to show everyone my business.
They wandered around for a few more minutes, before ending up in the lingerie section. She was making her cutesy little comments. I heard him pleading for her to let him go home, and that he would see her tomorrow, but she wasn’t quiet ready to go yet. Was this bitch putting out at all??
Josh kept nervously adjusting himself. A small wet spot was forming on his shirt right below his naval. He was so hard he was precumming. And this bitch still kept torturing him. That's not cool. He was a cute guy, kind of nerdy, but still cute. He didn’t deserve this. It was time for me to step in!
"If you see anything you like, we have a fitting room." I said looking over at them as I said fitting room. Her expression was one of gleeful delight, his was agony. All part of my plan to get him alone.
A sharp squeak erupted from her lips which quickly formed into a devilish grin. She was thoroughly going to torture him now, showing off her sexy ass and perky breasts in very tight, very revealing outfits. Grabbing the two closest to her in one hand and his arm in the other she began dashing for the fitting rooms. As she was nearing the door, he thought he was going in with her, but he was very much wrong. "Only one person in the room at a time."
Thinking over the options, she said "That's fine! Wait here Joshypoo, I will be right out to show you! Can I come out wearing it?"
"Yea sure, just give a yell to make sure there is no one else in the store." I replied. "I will tell you when its safe."
"Awesome!" She giggled and the door closed behind her.
No, in all my time of messing with straight guys, I have never attempted anything with the girlfriend in the same area, let alone the next room. SO this would have to be played delicately.
"Having a good day?" I asked him, looking at the TV. Staring at him out of the corner of my eye. The wet spot was getting bigger.
"Not really," was his sheepish reply. "She likes to torture me!"
"How so?" I asked, pretending that I wasn’t totally intrigued.
"She took a promise ring from her father, and won't put out! I can't even get a hand job!" This kid was blunt, and his balls were blue. He continued. "And all she does is torture me, rubbing against my crotch, sticking her tits in my face, sitting on my lap and tell me she isn't wearing panties."
"Sounds like you need some relief." I said plainly. He started rubbing his abs up and down, lifting his shirt ever so slightly. I saw a flash of glistening purple. "Ever tried stretching?"
"How the hell will that help? " He asked.
Joshypoo was confused.
I was hard.
"Ya know, stretching!" I stood from my chair to demonstrate. "Follow me."
My arms were raised over my head, reaching as far as I could, trying to touch the ceiling. He followed and the shirt lifted and I was rewarded with a clear view of that beautiful cock head! It looked delicious. I let my arms down a bit and adjusted my shorts a bit, mostly pulling them down. But not enough to be noticeable. Unless you were looking. Moving to stand in front of him, I informed him of my time as a yoga student, and offered to help him center himself.
"Cumming inside something other than my own fist will center me," he sarcastically commented. I stood behind, took a deep breath and instructed him to do the same. I helped lift his arms further up. He was wearing a cologne that I couldn't quite place, but it screamed "Wigga" to me. His tight cargo shorts showed off a very firm ass, I held his hands in place and took another deep breath. I needed to test something.
If this boy was the walking hormone that I thought he was, then he was only one raw nerve. Pretty much any remotely sexual touch or feeling would set him off, but I wanted to preserve his load. I wanted his ass. But I might settle with letting him fuck me. Its been awhile, and I was having the itch lately.
I think he would much prefer tapping my tight ass, and after one more deep breath, I was ready to let it happen. I reached down and pulled the drawstring on my shorts, loosening them.
I decided to test him just a bit. After my deep breath of his manly scent, I slowly released my breath, focusing the heat from my body on the back of his neck.
He shivered, and let out a slight moan. This boy was going to be putty in my hand, but with his insane horniness, he will bust very fast.
"Is it clear?" That ungodly voice rang out.
I dropped his arms and quickly went back to the counter. "All Clear!" I yelled, snapping him out of his reverie.
Sarah walked out of the fitting room wearing something very slutty. I stopped paying attention and went back to trying to will my hardon down. After getting his approval, and increasing the wet spot, she decided the outfit wasn’t for her. Wanting something a little more revealing, the fitting room door closed again.
"Back to stretching!" He demanded of me. The lust strong in his eyes.
"Of course," I smiled. Turn around, and bend over and touch your toes. He quickly obeyed my command. His firm ass staring right at me. I grabbed a small bottle of lube from under the counter, some into my hand, then between my ass cheeks, slipping one quick finger in to start it up.
Then, I lowered my shorts a bit further, to right where my shirt stopped. You just thought they were low, with a sliver of the blue jock. Half my ass was hanging out.
I walked over to him and pressed into his back, then a little lower. Almost pressing into his booty. A small moan escaped his lips when I pressed into his ass. I put my hand on his back, and pushed him further down with a quick grunt. I told him to take a quick breath, and stand back up. His bulge was very pronounced. With his glistening head and about a half inch of shaft now on prominent display. The waist band from his Hanes were showing. I really hoped I would find some tighty whities underneath those shorts.
The baboons do something when searching for a mate called "presenting". This is basically sticking your ass in their face. I was gonna go primal with Joshypoo. I turned around with my ass to him.
"Now do to me what I did to you. Fair is fair, right?"
He shifted a few times and adjusted his crotch. "Fine."
What will happen next? The outcome will be posted in a few days.
Friday, July 8, 2011
Saturday, July 2, 2011
IM BACK BITCHES!!
Sorry for being away so damn long... get out the lube! I am gonna try atleast once a week for ya! and damn... my mouth has been busy! and has another part of me been to?
You will find out next week!
You will find out next week!
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Keep The Change
"Thanks! Keep the change!" I said to the delivery driver and she walked out the door.
My pizza had finally arrived... my standard shift had been increased by what seemed like a week since I had overslept and missed breakfast that morning. I had devoured the first piece when this gentleman walked in. A little older, appeared to be in his forties. Sharp blue dress pants and his white button down work shirt. A thin tan jacket thrown over. He walked in and after the initial greeting, he went and looked around. He ventured to the back area and checked out a movie or two that we have for rent. Then came back up and asked if we had any private viewing areas.
This is a standard question I hear about once every week or so. I look over at him and explain the situation and notice a bulge in his pants that I wasn’t sure was there before. I put down my second slice, and apologize, as if it was my idea to remove the booths right before he came in the door.
"Damn, I was hoping to watch a movie," he says. "I'm just leaving town been here in my hotel down the street and headed back home tonight." I mention some of our cheaper movies that are sold primarily to men who want to get some 'private time' when they are in their hotel room and can easily throw away when they are done so that their wives never find out. It's a standard practice.
He stood on his spot with his bulge increasing ever so slightly as he spoke.
"Well, I was hoping to take advantage of the back rooms..." His voice dropping so that no one else could hear him. Even though we were alone in the store. "Ever heard of anything like that in the back rooms?"
"Oh yea, of course," I said to him, thinking of some of my own experiences in the back rooms. "A lot of crazy fun shit goes on in those back rooms."
"Oh yea?" He was intrigued. "Like what?"
"Well... technically, we don’t know anything that goes on but you pay to rent a movie and you go watch it alone in your room. But what actually happens is that guys with go into the rooms together and do anything they want. Sucking dick and fucking ass mostly, even in the glory holes."
He looked at me with all the intrigue and delight of a kid in a candy store. "Well, I don’t think I wanna do all of that. Just maybe like give a hand job or something. Ya know?"
"Well, you can give me one if you want." I said as I took another bite of my pepperoni pizza. Didn’t want him to really over think this. I wanted to be as nonchalant as possible. Like this was a common occurrence and I wasn’t some porn shop pervert. *eg hehehe*
"I guess that would be ok," he was nervous. That was hot. This was when I noticed his wedding ring... I was gonna be the first cock he ever touched. I had the strongest feeling about this. I was gonna go for it. "What time you off?"
"I'm off at 5. Will you still be in town?"
"No I have to be back home by 4. Any ideas?" He was really wanting to do this, and the tiny wet spot on his crotch was growing larger by the second.
"Come with me." I said and lead him over to a corner that was askewed from the security camera. I unzipped and pulled out my 7 inches. His jaw dropped.
"Wow, its so big."
I'm not that big, but when you have only ever seen your own, or played with your own, then you really don’t have that much of a point for a real life reference. I thank him as I slowly masturbate myself. Keeping and eye an ear out for the door, which is in plain site. This was really getting hot. I was very hard. He still had not touched me. But now it was time for the boldness to kick in.
"Why don’t you give it a feel?" He looked me in the eye, as if asking me if it was ok to touch me in my most intimate of areas. I simply nodded to answer his unasked question. Slowly his hand reach out. He ran his fingers down the length of my shaft as I held perfectly still. Allowing him to explore all 7 if my throbbing inches. When he got to the head a tiny drop of crystal clear liquid latched onto his fingers. "Ever tasted it?"
"Not even my own."
"Give it a try." His heart was beating so hard I could see his shirt moving. Switching hands to keep one on my pulsating cock, he tentatively lifted his right hand to his mouth and stuck his tongue out. I was reminded of kids touching their tongue to a 9-volt battery. The mixture of desire and fear. But as soon as it touched his tongue a smile spread across his face.
"I like it." He simply stated. I wiped off some more from my cock and brought my hand to his mouth. The tongue darted out to get very bit. I pulsed even more out. I was close to cumming. This was so freaking hot.
"Ya know," I ventured. "There is another way to get it." He looked at me with a mixture of lust and disgust. As though the recommendation of his placing my cock in his mouth was vile and that Jesus would not approve.
"I can't do that. I've never..." He trailed off. All this man needed was a little nudge. I placed my hand on his shoulder and began to push down. He refused to move. Another bit formed at the head of my cock and he saw it. I pushed again and he started to go down.
Once he finally got down to his knees, he stared directly into my one eyed monster and couldn’t move. I cupped his jaw in my hands and opened his mouth ever so slightly. I moved it closer and closer. He opened more voluntarily until I was right in front of him. His tongue darted out and caught my precum before it could drip away. And I knew a true cock sucker was about to be born. A second passed with my flavor in his mouth and he put my cock head in his mouth and started sucking like a straw. This was indeed his first time.
His teeth scraped. His suction was too much. And he didn’t take more than the head in. But with a little coaching he was doing good. And I could feel it boiling up form my balls in no time.
"I'm gonna cum. You want it?"
His moan was pure desire as from out of no where he deep throated all 7 inches down to the base. I started to shoot. I called out, and he pulled back and got the first blast on his tongue. He went wild and started pushing his tongue all around. I was in heaven. Blast after blast coated the insides of his mouth and he was sucking it down like a true cock pig. I was proud of this married man.
Once I became too sensitive I had to pull him off of me and he was trying his best to get more. But I was empty. At least for the time being. I am 22 after all.
He stood up, and the realization of what just happened washed over him. He had finally done it. And I am assuming he enjoyed it by the huge stain on the front of his pants. I reached down and swiped it up and took a lick. Yep, he had cum in his pants. Kind of bitter, but I still would have gladly swallowed the straight boy cum.
He licked his lips clean when I told him there was a little on his chin. He became fully aware of the stain and snapped back into reality. He untucked his shirt and headed for the door. he was out by the time I could get my cock in my pants. I went, sat down. Took a swig of my Pepsi and another bite of my pizza.
Ahh... good. Still warm.
My pizza had finally arrived... my standard shift had been increased by what seemed like a week since I had overslept and missed breakfast that morning. I had devoured the first piece when this gentleman walked in. A little older, appeared to be in his forties. Sharp blue dress pants and his white button down work shirt. A thin tan jacket thrown over. He walked in and after the initial greeting, he went and looked around. He ventured to the back area and checked out a movie or two that we have for rent. Then came back up and asked if we had any private viewing areas.
This is a standard question I hear about once every week or so. I look over at him and explain the situation and notice a bulge in his pants that I wasn’t sure was there before. I put down my second slice, and apologize, as if it was my idea to remove the booths right before he came in the door.
"Damn, I was hoping to watch a movie," he says. "I'm just leaving town been here in my hotel down the street and headed back home tonight." I mention some of our cheaper movies that are sold primarily to men who want to get some 'private time' when they are in their hotel room and can easily throw away when they are done so that their wives never find out. It's a standard practice.
He stood on his spot with his bulge increasing ever so slightly as he spoke.
"Well, I was hoping to take advantage of the back rooms..." His voice dropping so that no one else could hear him. Even though we were alone in the store. "Ever heard of anything like that in the back rooms?"
"Oh yea, of course," I said to him, thinking of some of my own experiences in the back rooms. "A lot of crazy fun shit goes on in those back rooms."
"Oh yea?" He was intrigued. "Like what?"
"Well... technically, we don’t know anything that goes on but you pay to rent a movie and you go watch it alone in your room. But what actually happens is that guys with go into the rooms together and do anything they want. Sucking dick and fucking ass mostly, even in the glory holes."
He looked at me with all the intrigue and delight of a kid in a candy store. "Well, I don’t think I wanna do all of that. Just maybe like give a hand job or something. Ya know?"
"Well, you can give me one if you want." I said as I took another bite of my pepperoni pizza. Didn’t want him to really over think this. I wanted to be as nonchalant as possible. Like this was a common occurrence and I wasn’t some porn shop pervert. *eg hehehe*
"I guess that would be ok," he was nervous. That was hot. This was when I noticed his wedding ring... I was gonna be the first cock he ever touched. I had the strongest feeling about this. I was gonna go for it. "What time you off?"
"I'm off at 5. Will you still be in town?"
"No I have to be back home by 4. Any ideas?" He was really wanting to do this, and the tiny wet spot on his crotch was growing larger by the second.
"Come with me." I said and lead him over to a corner that was askewed from the security camera. I unzipped and pulled out my 7 inches. His jaw dropped.
"Wow, its so big."
I'm not that big, but when you have only ever seen your own, or played with your own, then you really don’t have that much of a point for a real life reference. I thank him as I slowly masturbate myself. Keeping and eye an ear out for the door, which is in plain site. This was really getting hot. I was very hard. He still had not touched me. But now it was time for the boldness to kick in.
"Why don’t you give it a feel?" He looked me in the eye, as if asking me if it was ok to touch me in my most intimate of areas. I simply nodded to answer his unasked question. Slowly his hand reach out. He ran his fingers down the length of my shaft as I held perfectly still. Allowing him to explore all 7 if my throbbing inches. When he got to the head a tiny drop of crystal clear liquid latched onto his fingers. "Ever tasted it?"
"Not even my own."
"Give it a try." His heart was beating so hard I could see his shirt moving. Switching hands to keep one on my pulsating cock, he tentatively lifted his right hand to his mouth and stuck his tongue out. I was reminded of kids touching their tongue to a 9-volt battery. The mixture of desire and fear. But as soon as it touched his tongue a smile spread across his face.
"I like it." He simply stated. I wiped off some more from my cock and brought my hand to his mouth. The tongue darted out to get very bit. I pulsed even more out. I was close to cumming. This was so freaking hot.
"Ya know," I ventured. "There is another way to get it." He looked at me with a mixture of lust and disgust. As though the recommendation of his placing my cock in his mouth was vile and that Jesus would not approve.
"I can't do that. I've never..." He trailed off. All this man needed was a little nudge. I placed my hand on his shoulder and began to push down. He refused to move. Another bit formed at the head of my cock and he saw it. I pushed again and he started to go down.
Once he finally got down to his knees, he stared directly into my one eyed monster and couldn’t move. I cupped his jaw in my hands and opened his mouth ever so slightly. I moved it closer and closer. He opened more voluntarily until I was right in front of him. His tongue darted out and caught my precum before it could drip away. And I knew a true cock sucker was about to be born. A second passed with my flavor in his mouth and he put my cock head in his mouth and started sucking like a straw. This was indeed his first time.
His teeth scraped. His suction was too much. And he didn’t take more than the head in. But with a little coaching he was doing good. And I could feel it boiling up form my balls in no time.
"I'm gonna cum. You want it?"
His moan was pure desire as from out of no where he deep throated all 7 inches down to the base. I started to shoot. I called out, and he pulled back and got the first blast on his tongue. He went wild and started pushing his tongue all around. I was in heaven. Blast after blast coated the insides of his mouth and he was sucking it down like a true cock pig. I was proud of this married man.
Once I became too sensitive I had to pull him off of me and he was trying his best to get more. But I was empty. At least for the time being. I am 22 after all.
He stood up, and the realization of what just happened washed over him. He had finally done it. And I am assuming he enjoyed it by the huge stain on the front of his pants. I reached down and swiped it up and took a lick. Yep, he had cum in his pants. Kind of bitter, but I still would have gladly swallowed the straight boy cum.
He licked his lips clean when I told him there was a little on his chin. He became fully aware of the stain and snapped back into reality. He untucked his shirt and headed for the door. he was out by the time I could get my cock in my pants. I went, sat down. Took a swig of my Pepsi and another bite of my pizza.
Ahh... good. Still warm.
Friday, July 23, 2010
Have any booths?
My friend and I were having lunch at the shop... and it was dead. Like had not seen a customer in two hours. We were talking about how horny we both were, and were making plans to fuck each other that night... when this really cute guy walks in... and I immediately get even more turned on.
"Hey how's it goin?" I ask him, its my traditional greeting for each customer. He is about 5"9', slim, white, looks to be about 25, dressed in a green shirt and cargo shorts... very casual. I see he is from the state next door when i ask for his ID and is actually married. Even hotter. Right? hehe
"Good... Good..." He replies. He starts looking around while standing at his spot.
"What ya looking for?"
"Do you guys have any booths? Like to preview videos?"
"nah... sorry... the closest one is bout half hour away."
"Damn, you know where one is on the way back to my town?"
Actually... yes i do... i have had a good bit of luck at the one right at the border. Which was near where i told him.
"But its more of a hookup spot. I have always had luck there though. I just go in, get my dick sucked. Suck one or two off, then i head on home." Did I REALLY just say THAT?
"yea," he replied. "I am just really looking for somewhere to jerk it and maybe let someone watch."
NOW I am hard. "Well hell if you just wanna jerk it, i can let you do that here. You can go into the Changing Room." My heart is racing... did i just say that? I'm not typically that brazen... I'm somewhat bold... but not that brazen.
"Nah..." He appeared to think about it for a second. "You guys don't really have any TV's or anything back there..."
"I got a portable DVD player... you wont even have to pay." I did indeed have one too.
He chuckles. "Nah man. I will just try the place you said. Thanks though". And he goes to leave.
I see this is my last chance since he has his hand on the door and half open.
"I will watch you jerk off!" I yell to him.
He freezes. Hand on door... looks down and pauses in time for about 5 seconds, in thought. This idea intrigues him apparently. But alas, he declines again.
"Well how big are you?" I venture. Surely he wont have any issues telling me his size if he wants to get watched by someone.
"It's about 8 maybe 9 inches."
"Hot! Can i see?"
He steps back in the door. "Sure." And starts pulling his pants down.
"NO WAIT!!" My friend and I both yell at the same time. We could both see pubes and base of his cock, and he was on about 3 different security cameras.
We explain to him the camera situation. But I was leaking at this point... This guy's boldness... was driving me fucking crazy. He was very comfortable with his body... and loved showing it off...
I invite him to the changing room and he whips it out. At least 7 inches while soft and nicely thick. Fucking twinks. Lucky bastards. I ask my friend to keep an eye on the front while I investigate... hehe
I reach out and start feeling it up, he starts to get a bit harder. I am liking this. I drop to my knees, and get a little bit closer. Waiting for a word or sound from him. Either a confirmation or a declination. I get nothing, so I go for it and swallow his cock in one fell swoop. Its squishy warmth is soon replaced by a velvet steel rod thrusting into my throat. I go fast and sloppy with him. A true 8 and a half at least, and very thick.
His moans tell me everything i need to know. I decide to be a bit bolder. I lick a finger and start massaging his hole. He pushes even further into my throat. I rewet, reapply and add a touch of pressure. He moans. I play for a few seconds before I rewet and touch it again adding just enough pressure until it pops through his tight virgin (?) opening...
"I'm CUMMING!" He yelled out. And the second I found his prostate, he flooded my mouth with his salty goodness. I was quick to slurp it all down. I needed that taste in my mouth once again. And was more than happy to accept the offering from this beautiful married man.
I took another 30 seconds to nurse him down, clean him up, and make sure I got every last drop. He then looked at me when I stood up. I noticed a puddle in front of my friend who had his cock in his hand. He had jerked off to the random scene.
"Wow!" He exclaimed, taken aback by the disbelief of it all. He situated himself. And we all walked out the door. I grabbed my cigarettes and went outside with him.
"How often you in town?" I ask.
"Never... I was just driving through on my way home. But i am gonna have to come back by here again. When do you work?"
I gave him my schedule and he got into his car and pulled off. Didn't even get a name.
Now, I can honestly say that this entire ordeal took less time than a commercial break. The show we were watching went to commercials when I lead him to the changing room and was just coming back when I passed by the TV for my cigarette break.
It still feels like the entire thing was a dream. The dream I had the night before was much more vivid.
But even through the cig, I could still taste his semen. That's how I know it really happened.
I hope you guys like the story... I have many... MANY more.. hehe
"Hey how's it goin?" I ask him, its my traditional greeting for each customer. He is about 5"9', slim, white, looks to be about 25, dressed in a green shirt and cargo shorts... very casual. I see he is from the state next door when i ask for his ID and is actually married. Even hotter. Right? hehe
"Good... Good..." He replies. He starts looking around while standing at his spot.
"What ya looking for?"
"Do you guys have any booths? Like to preview videos?"
"nah... sorry... the closest one is bout half hour away."
"Damn, you know where one is on the way back to my town?"
Actually... yes i do... i have had a good bit of luck at the one right at the border. Which was near where i told him.
"But its more of a hookup spot. I have always had luck there though. I just go in, get my dick sucked. Suck one or two off, then i head on home." Did I REALLY just say THAT?
"yea," he replied. "I am just really looking for somewhere to jerk it and maybe let someone watch."
NOW I am hard. "Well hell if you just wanna jerk it, i can let you do that here. You can go into the Changing Room." My heart is racing... did i just say that? I'm not typically that brazen... I'm somewhat bold... but not that brazen.
"Nah..." He appeared to think about it for a second. "You guys don't really have any TV's or anything back there..."
"I got a portable DVD player... you wont even have to pay." I did indeed have one too.
He chuckles. "Nah man. I will just try the place you said. Thanks though". And he goes to leave.
I see this is my last chance since he has his hand on the door and half open.
"I will watch you jerk off!" I yell to him.
He freezes. Hand on door... looks down and pauses in time for about 5 seconds, in thought. This idea intrigues him apparently. But alas, he declines again.
"Well how big are you?" I venture. Surely he wont have any issues telling me his size if he wants to get watched by someone.
"It's about 8 maybe 9 inches."
"Hot! Can i see?"
He steps back in the door. "Sure." And starts pulling his pants down.
"NO WAIT!!" My friend and I both yell at the same time. We could both see pubes and base of his cock, and he was on about 3 different security cameras.
We explain to him the camera situation. But I was leaking at this point... This guy's boldness... was driving me fucking crazy. He was very comfortable with his body... and loved showing it off...
I invite him to the changing room and he whips it out. At least 7 inches while soft and nicely thick. Fucking twinks. Lucky bastards. I ask my friend to keep an eye on the front while I investigate... hehe
I reach out and start feeling it up, he starts to get a bit harder. I am liking this. I drop to my knees, and get a little bit closer. Waiting for a word or sound from him. Either a confirmation or a declination. I get nothing, so I go for it and swallow his cock in one fell swoop. Its squishy warmth is soon replaced by a velvet steel rod thrusting into my throat. I go fast and sloppy with him. A true 8 and a half at least, and very thick.
His moans tell me everything i need to know. I decide to be a bit bolder. I lick a finger and start massaging his hole. He pushes even further into my throat. I rewet, reapply and add a touch of pressure. He moans. I play for a few seconds before I rewet and touch it again adding just enough pressure until it pops through his tight virgin (?) opening...
"I'm CUMMING!" He yelled out. And the second I found his prostate, he flooded my mouth with his salty goodness. I was quick to slurp it all down. I needed that taste in my mouth once again. And was more than happy to accept the offering from this beautiful married man.
I took another 30 seconds to nurse him down, clean him up, and make sure I got every last drop. He then looked at me when I stood up. I noticed a puddle in front of my friend who had his cock in his hand. He had jerked off to the random scene.
"Wow!" He exclaimed, taken aback by the disbelief of it all. He situated himself. And we all walked out the door. I grabbed my cigarettes and went outside with him.
"How often you in town?" I ask.
"Never... I was just driving through on my way home. But i am gonna have to come back by here again. When do you work?"
I gave him my schedule and he got into his car and pulled off. Didn't even get a name.
Now, I can honestly say that this entire ordeal took less time than a commercial break. The show we were watching went to commercials when I lead him to the changing room and was just coming back when I passed by the TV for my cigarette break.
It still feels like the entire thing was a dream. The dream I had the night before was much more vivid.
But even through the cig, I could still taste his semen. That's how I know it really happened.
I hope you guys like the story... I have many... MANY more.. hehe
a lil about me...
I am a mid twenties male in the south that works at an adult porn store. Business is sometimes slow... and i get bored rather easily. Due to my high sex drive that my boyfriend cant keep up with... i tend to flirt with guys a bit... and sometimes more than flirting... like i have shot several loads within these walls... and never alone... hehe
so this blog will be about my adventures with men in the porn shop, or The Shop. i hope you guys like...
so this blog will be about my adventures with men in the porn shop, or The Shop. i hope you guys like...
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