Cart Boy
CART BOY
Copyright © 2013
By Lee Mariner
* * * * * * * *
This erotic story is intended for ADULT readers only. If you are not of legal age in your locality to be reading this type of materia, PLEASE LEAVE.
DO NOT COPY, REPRODUCE OR POST ON ANY WEBSITED WITHOUT THE AUTHORS WRITTEN PERMISSION. It is assigned to the Nifty Archives for posting in accordance wiht their regulations.
mariner1931@cox.net
* * * * * * * *
It was midsummer and, I was visiting our local discount warehouse. It was crowded as usual with senior citizens, middle aged military wives; some with their husbands, and a couple of kids. Too young but there are those that like the almost diaper wearing youngsters. I preferred young men that were well into puberty, middle aged teenagers and up. Nibbling on a toothpick might get some guys off but, I like'em in the cucumber size.
After my identification was verified and I had rounded up shopping basket that rolled on all four wheels. I felt the need to use the men's room and did a quick left against traffic in the direction of the men's room sign. There were no carts sitting idle outside the entrance and, as urgent as I felt, I hesitated. But, it was possible that someone eating in the adjacent hotdog cafe might abscound with mine. The need to relive the pressure in my bowels won out.
A whiff of antiseptic assailed my nostrels as I pulled the door open. The interior was a subdued yellow because of the shades that had been installed over the mirrors. The two commode stalls were serviced by a single bulb centered over the partition. One stall as occupied and I quickly entered the other one. Unbuckling my belt it was only seconds before I was pushing my tighty whiteys down around my ankles; all the time feeling the minute escaping of gas from my anus.
After a few seconds, a feeling of relief spread over my and I was able to inspect my surroundings. Besides the abundance of porno messages scribbled in red, blue and black ink on the walls, there was a hole about the size of a silver dollar. Someone had taken a lot of time to enlarge the hole to the size that would provide a fairly good look at what might be going on next door. Of course, the intention was that either or both persons could observe and or participate in the reason for the hole. I'll leave you figure that out if you haven't already.
My neighbor had his legs spread wide apart. His calves were covered in fine golden hair and a thin sheen of gold was spread over his thighs. Usually when the neighbor was not interested in anyone observing his actions, they would lean forward and cover his legs preventing any further observation. Not in this case, he remained leaning back and I moved close to the hole for a better view.
I couldn't see his face or his torso but he was holding his clothing up with his left hand and slowly stroking his cock a very respectable at least six inches sheathed. His balls did not appearr to be low-hangers but they were lose with a respectable covering of golden hair. My cock did not need uging or manipulating, all seven inches sprang to immediate attention and, I shivered from the feeling if excitement that surged through me.
We took turns watching each other jerk off but, I had the need no, I wanted to feel his cock sliding between my lips. Fingering the hole, I leaned closer and parting my lips moved my tongue from side to side. He stood and scooted closer, ligning his cock head up with the hole. My breathing was becoming heavier and he sight of precum oozing from the urethral slit made my mouth water as inch by inch he pushed his gorgeous piece of meat too me and I didn't hesitate.
As I engorged a cock almost as thick as a Polish sausage, I heard soft moans coming from somewhere in the ether. Preseminal fluid increased with each thrust of his hips and, I was wishing there was no partition between us; I wanted to suck his cock to the hilt and play with his beautiful and stroke by throbbing cock in unison with his thrusts.
The athmosphere became almost urethreal as the intense passion increased. The partition shuddered with each thrust and I knew we would be climaxing together or damn sure close and I was right. A deep wrenching groan assailed my ears as his cock swelled and thick roaps of delicious cream flooded my mouth and down my throat. My cock throbbed and surged and I felt my balls shrink as gobs of cum erupted from the etheral slit in my cock. My fingers were sticky as thick sperm flowed with the heat of lava.
It took several seconds to strip his shrinking cock of the remnants of the product of his balls. As he withdrew his cock, he gave a great sigh and whispered "thanks." Leaning closer to the hole, I watched as he tucked his still partially swollen cock into his jockeys before tucking his jewels into his jeans anpulling them up. I whispered, "it was great."
As he left the stall, I leaned closer to the crack to see if he looked as good as what I had seen of him did. I caught a sidelook of his face and coupled with what I had been displayed through the hole, he was probably in high school, maybe fourteen too sixteen years old but, I recognized the red vest he was wearing with the stores logo emblazened on it. He was one of the stores cart boys. He scoured the parking lot for store shopping carts and returned them to the cart staging area.
* * * * * * * *
Stroking my burgeoning cock a few more times, I stripped the remaining sperm from its shrinking length and straightened by clothes before leaving the stall. Quickly washing my hands, I snatched a couple of paper towels from the dispenser and stepped outside into the main store hoping that I might see him in the area. No such luck, he was gone.
It only took me a few minutes to do my shopping and, I'm surprised I managed to select what I wanted; my mind was on the "cart boys" beautiful cock. Check out was long as usual and the security check as I left was routine. My car wasn't that far and after I had finished unloading the cart and putting the items into the car, started to swing around and push the cart one of the parking lot cart marshelling locations. Almost at the moment I grasped the carts bar for pushing, a soft voice from behind me, said, "I'll take that for you, Sir." My erstwhile stall mate had come up behind me and for a brief moment I was dumb struck.
His shoulders were broad and he weighed probably one hundred fifty pounds and was no more that five foot five or six inches tall. He had a RedSkins cap covering a thick shock of golden blonde hair and, his red vest was buttoned tightly around a small waist. The bulge resting beside his jeans zipper showed, or at least I liked to think from the size of it, that he might still be thinking of, hopefully, the blowjob I had given him.
"See you next week?" I gurgled.
"I'll be here same time, same place," he responded, grinning, his blue eyes twinkling.
* * * * * * *
TBC