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JAMES COMES OF AGE
CHAPTER 22 - Summer Job
After his exams, James had managed to get a summer job at the local supermarket. It wasn't much, just working on the checkout, but it would bring in some cash for university. The hours were fairly irregular, being as he mainly filled in for other people who were away on holiday. As well as James, there were a few other school leavers or students working the summer holidays, some of whom, like James, were doing their first summer whilst others were regular returnees. Because of where the supermarket was - slightly too far away to walk to - and the fact that James didn't have his own car, he would normally cycle to work.
In general, James preferred early shifts to late ones, as he had the rest of the day to himself once he had finished, rather than having to watch the clock to make sure he was in work on time. This particular day, he was on the early shift with two other cashiers - another first-jobber called Ed and one of the regular cashiers called Penny. The section manager assigned James and Ed to one bank of checkouts, working sitting back-to-back, whilst Penny was assigned to one a couple of blocks away. James had worked this shift a few times and it tended to be quite boring, as the supermarket tended to be one that people used on the way home from work, rather than in the morning. There were still the odd few people grabbing a sandwich on their way to the office.
Whilst James and Ed recognised each other, having undertaken their initial training at the same time, it was the first time they had worked together at the same time, so they had a chance to chat for a bit between customers. They couldn't be too loud however, and always had to keep an eye towards the shop to see if people were making their way to the checkouts. The number of customers picked up thorough the morning, and they were dealing with a fairly steady flow by the time it came for them to take a break. Ed was sent first, with James being told to go for his break once Ed was back. When Ed returned, James had just finished serving a customer and had no queue, so, seeing Ed on his way back, got him to put up the closed sign for his lane. There was not much room between the two checkout lanes, but even so, James thought that Ed was getting just a little close when he squeezed back in to get to his chair.
James went off for his own short break, then returned to his checkout for another stint. This was the long slog of the day, up to the longer break that James would get around midday, some five hours after starting. As before, Ed was sent first, but this time James was sent about halfway through Ed's break time. James was needing the toilet by this time, so headed straight to the men's changing room where there was access to a small toilet with one cubicle, two urinals and a basin crammed into the space. Needing to relieve himself, James made directly for the urinals, which were hidden by the cubicle. He could see that there was someone there, but as the cubicle was already in use, had no choice but to use the urinal next to whoever was there. When he got closer, he realised it was Ed who was in the middle of his break.
Not having any other option, James occupied the urinal and started to piss. It must have been a sixth sense that told his brain that Ed was checking him out. There were little things like spending slightly too long shaking off after finishing, and a corner of the eye glimpse that Ed was looking down towards James' cock. James didn't really think too much of it - he was more interested in getting some lunch. Heading to the canteen, James found it quite busy as this was a popular break time with the early starters in some of the other departments who had a bit more control over when they took breaks. There was just one seat available, opposite Ed on one of the picnic-bench-style tables, so James took it. Yet again, Ed was just slightly inside his personal space.
The canteen was not the place to discuss what James thought he was sensing, so he sat and chatted with the colleagues sat around the table. Soon enough Ed headed off back to work, as did the others, with different people starting their breaks. As ever, the break didn't really feel long enough, and James had to go back to work before he would have preferred to. After lunch wasn't too bad as the back of the shift was broken and it would be home time sooner rather than later. Whilst it was closer to the end than the beginning of the shift, it was busier than the morning, and James was glad when the shift supervisor came over and told him and Ed to close up. They finished serving and grabbed the cleaning kit to clean down their checkouts. Once that chore was done, they returned to the changing room to pick up their personal stuff from their lockers.
"I've seen you cycle home past my house," Ed said to James. "It's just up Carling Road. How about walking and then cycling on from there?"
"Sure," replied James. "It's not like I've got to go back for anything."
The two lads left the supermarket, and James unlocked his bike from where it was chained up outside. They made their way the quarter mile or so to Ed's house, chatting as they went.
"It's a warm day, do you want a drink before you head on?" Ed asked.
"Thanks, that would be good," James said, thinking that even if he was wrong, it would be good to get a drink.
Ed unlocked the gate to a side passage, closing it again once James had wheeled his bike in, then indicated a cast-iron drainpipe that James could lock the bike to. Changing keys, Ed unlocked the rear door that led into a utility room where he took his shoes off and said that James should do the same.
"Coke OK to drink?" asked Ed.
"Fine for me thanks."
Having poured two large glasses of coke, Ed led the way into the lounge. Following Ed, James noticed that unlike most people, the cheap supermarket uniform actually looked good on the other lad. The trousers that looked baggy on James, perfectly highlighted Ed's arse and the shirt accentuated his slim torso. They both flopped down into armchairs and continued their conversation as they drank their cokes. It was as both were getting to the end of their drinks that Ed made his move.
"I was wondering if you didn't want a bit more than a drink when you agreed to come in."
"Oh," James said, raising a questioning eyebrow, but not in any way displeased with the way things were turning out.
"Something more like this..."
Ed rose from his seat and moved across to James, straddling him and leaning down to kiss James on the lips. James leant forward into the kiss, parting his lips so their tongues entwined. James' cock also responded, springing instantly to full hardness as the kiss continued. Ed's hand made for James' shirt to undo the buttons, so James made the same move on the dark-brown-haired lad. Both boys were fairly smoothed chested, with James having a few hairs just in the centre of his chest. Having had to break the kiss to get fully out of the shirts they were wearing, with Ed tossing his onto the chair he had been sitting on, whilst James just let his drop down his back, they resumed kissing.
James let one of his hands wander over Ed's naked chest and back, whilst the other rubbed up the other lad's trousers to reach the crotch, where a nice hard cock could be felt. Ed broke the kiss again to move his head down to lick at James' nipples. Letting out a moan at the tickling sensation of a tongue on his chest, James used the hand at Ed's crotch to unzip the lad's fly, then worked his hand inside to feel Ed's cock through the fabric of his underwear.
"Let's get out of these things," Ed suggested, standing up. Needing no encouragement, James also stood and dropped his trousers. He held out a restraining hand to prevent Ed from doing the same, instead kneeling in front of the lad to unclip his trousers, letting them fall to the ground and expose the black boxer briefs, the fabric of which was being stretched by the hard cock inside them. As he knelt, James ran his hands up Ed's legs from the light smattering of hairs over his shins to the smoothness of his thighs, then up and over the tight boxer briefs to hook his fingers over the top to pull the underwear down. Removing Ed's underwear released the lad's s thick, seven-and-a-half-inch cock to stand proud out of the dark bush of pubes that surrounded it.
Leaning forward, James gently took the head in his mouth and started to suck. He elicited a groan from Ed as he stimulated the lad's cockhead with his tongue, savouring the sweetness of the pre-cum that was leaking from the slit. He slowly moved his mouth down Ed's hard shaft, until his nose was buried in the pubes at the base. James pulled back just as slowly, running his hands up Ed's body towards his nipples as he pulled his mouth of the cock it was sucking. Back he went down, moving one hand from Ed's chest to his arse - partly to pull the lad closer, partly to get a feel of the firm cheeks and to work his hand in towards the inviting crack.
These ministrations were kept up until Ed breathed "My turn," and got James to stand back up. Once James was stood, Ed helped to remove his boxers, then pushed James gently back onto the chair he had been sitting in, then knelt before him and took his cock in his mouth. James had to admit that Ed was very good at sucking and was soon moaning in pleasure. He was disappointed when Ed stopped sucking, but the disappointment soon went as Ed straddled his legs again.
Reaching behind himself with his left hand, Ed guided James' saliva slicked cock into his arse as he settled back down into James' lap. The sensations were wonderful for James. His cock had slipped easily into Ed's hole, despite only using saliva as lube, and the position meant that Ed's shaft was trapped between them as the top lad leant forward into another kiss. James responded to the kiss, playing their tongues together as Ed got himself used to being filled with James' dick.
Once Ed was comfortable, he started to bob up and down on James' cock, the continued kissing rubbing Ed's own shaft between the bodies of the two lads. James kept one hand on Ed's dark-brown hair, ensuring the kiss was maintained, whilst his other rubbed up and down the lad's back as he fucked himself with James' cock. They were both very much into this - James being stimulated by Ed's hole, whilst Ed had finally got the fuck he had been wanting since seeing James for the first time whilst being trained at work.
"God your cock feels good," exclaimed Ed, coming up for air from the kiss. "I've needed this fuck for ages."
"Your body is so fucking hot against mine. I just want to fill your hole with my cum. Keep fucking yourself on me."
Needing no further encouragement, Ed redoubled his efforts, and it was not long before his breathing quickened, and he pulled out of the kiss as his cock covered both lad's chests and stomachs with cum. James was not long after in shooting his own load into the lad who had so expertly taken his cock. Spent, the lads collapsed onto each other, the cum that Ed had deposited sticking their bodies together.
Having taken some time to recover, they pulled apart, the drying cum straining at their skin like the removal of a Band-Aid as they parted.
"Another coke?" Ed asked.
"God yes," replied James.
Ed did the honours, heading back to the kitchen with their glasses. Watching him leave the room, James could see thin lines of cum leaking out of Ed's arse - one down each inner thigh. James heard the hiss as the cola bottle was opened in the kitchen followed by the glug-glugging sound of the two glasses being filled. Ed returned, planting a kiss on James at the same time as placing the glass of cold, refreshing drink next to him. Both lads took large gulps of the drink as they sat back, James leaning back in his chair, but letting his foot move forward to run up and down Ed's shin. Ed looked back with a smile as his cock began to slowly expand again. James' eyes locked onto Ed's growing erection.
"You want to take me and fuck me stupid with that?" James asked Ed.
"I thought you'd never ask," Ed replied, smiling. He caught a glance at the clock on the shelf next to James. "We'd better go upstairs - dad is a teacher and he'll probably be home soon from his lesson prep day. Bring your stuff with you."
Gathering up their clothes from where they had been dropped, James followed Ed's perfect ass upstairs, his erection stiffening as he did so. Ed led him to a room with posters of various sports stars on the walls. James doubted the posters were just those people Ed thought were good at their sport, especially given the positioning of one poster of a male swimmer. Ed placed his clothes carefully on a chair - James had also noted that everything was very neat and tidy - whilst James casually dropped his by the side of the bed. The lads started kissing again, standing at the end of the bed, their hard cocks rubbing against each other as their had explored each other's body.
Taking the lead again, Ed pushed James back onto the bed. James reached behind himself and pulled one of Ed's pillows down to support his head. Standing at the end of the bed, Ed used one hand to stimulate James' cock whilst the other massaged his hole.
"Got any lube?" James asked.
"Fuck, yeah, of course," Ed replied. "Sorry, I wanted to enjoy you without earlier."
Moving to the side of the bed, Ed opened a drawer to pull out a bottle of lube. Pumping some into his hand, he returned to his previous position. "Where were we?" he asked.
Ed used some of the lube on the hand he was using to loosen James, whilst he was slicking up his cock with the other ready for entry. James was very relaxed already from the fuck session earlier, and it wasn't long before it was Ed's cock rather than his fingers that was stretching James' hole. It was clear that Ed was taking things slow, not inserting his cock into James with the same speed with which he had taken James' knob up his own arse earlier.
"That feels as good as your cock did earlier," Ed said."
"Fuck me harder then," James instructed.
Complying with this instruction, Ed began to speed up his thrusting. Although his cock was about the same length as James', James could feel the extra girth as it parted his cheeks. As James' legs wrapped around the slim lad's arse, Ed bent down for another deep kiss. James was on fire with lust for the lad who was ploughing his arse, and both were enraptured with the passion of the moment.
"Yes, yes! Fucking breed me!" James shouted as Ed somehow managed to further increase the energy of his thrusting.
It was again Ed who came first, the tightness of James' sphincter overcoming his attempts at self-control as he fired six loads of spunk into James. James was not far behind, and the warm feeling as his arse was filled with Ed's cum pushed him to his own orgasm, seven shots of cum adding to Ed's dried cum from earlier that still clung to his body.
"You are a damn good fuck," James said approvingly to Ed, as the two lads lay in their warm nakedness next to each other on Ed's narrow bed.
"You aren't so bad yourself," Ed replied with a smile.
There was a sound from downstairs of keys in a door, and a male voice called asking if Ed was home.
"Shit, it's dad," Ed said quietly to James, then, in a louder call, "Yeah, I'm home dad. Just upstairs with a friend from work."
"Ok son," Ed's dad called back, "I'm just going to finish some stuff off downstairs."
"I'd probably better be off home soon," James said, "this has been good though."
"Definitely," Ed replied, "We'll have to do this again if our shifts match."
"You'll not hear me say no to that," said James.
Reluctantly, James and Ed put their clothes back on - James in his uniform and Ed into some of his own clothes - and went downstairs. Saying a quick hello to Ed's father, James retrieved his bike from where it had been locked and pushed it out through the gate.
"See you at work soon," he called to Ed, as he turned up the street for home.
James tried to ride his bike, but quickly found that his arse was still too sensitive from the fucking it had received from Ed. Perhaps today was a day to walk slowly home, he thought.