Magazine Salesman by BladerIowa@aol.com
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If you are under the age of 18 or are offended by graphic depictions of homosexual conduct, please leave now and go whimper among the closed minded.
For the record, I don't like dealing with salespeople. I really detest telemarketing and worse yet are the door-to-door visits. Well, all of them except for this one.
I was kicking back one evening after work when I heard a knock on the door of my apartment. Peering through the hole, I saw a high school aged guy standing there holding a satchel. I didn't know what he was carrying - actually I didn't care - I just knew I wanted him to come in.
I yelled "Just a second" and unfastened the locks and opened the door.
"Hi." The young man smiled. "My name is Joshua and I was wondering if I could have a moment of your time."
"Sure," I replied. "You can have as much of my time as you want. Come on in." That was a tacky pick-up line if I'd ever heard one and I hoped to hell he didn't realize what I was thinking. Fortunately, it went right over his head.
Joshua came inside and I closed the door. I gave him a quick once over. He was wearing baggy jeans, Tommy shirt, Nike shoes (big ones at that). His brown hair was neatly styled with gel and his blue eyes and perfect teeth made his boyish face that much more appealing. He was kind of cute for a skinny boy.
"So. I'm selling magazines to earn money for our senior trip. We're going to St. Louis for a week. We were going to Florida, but it looks we're gonna be short of cash."
"Sorry to hear that," I replied. "So let me see what you've got." Again, another sleazy line I thought to myself. Poor kid.
"Well, if you'd like to look at the brochure, we have the usual. Popular Science, Popular Mechanics, Sports Illustrated, Good Housekeeping, Time, the usual stuff. Also, I don't know if you would be interested, but we also have Playboy and some other stuff."
"Well, let me see what all you have here. I'm sure I can buy at least one or two."
Joshua perked up.
"If you buy three, I get a bonus!" he blurted out excitedly.
"Three?" I said sharply. Joshua looked at the floor. I could tell he was a little embarrassed.
"Sorry. I mean. Whatever you want. I don't want to make you feel. Well, I hate doing this."
"Hey guy," I said "You're doing just fine. I'll see what I can find here and maybe I can come through for ya."
I looked through the brochure and decided I couldn't live without PC Magazine and Popular Science. I also noticed they had Playgirl.
"Okay, I decided which ones I wanted." I could see his eyes light up with the thought of multiple sales.
"I'll take PC Magazine and Popular Science." His excited look kind of faded to a slight look of dejection.
"Cool," he said. "I'll write them up for ya." As he was writing, I could see the look in his eyes. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't quite.
"Umm. Let me get you a total. Was there anything else you were interested in?"
I grinned and laughed. That tricky little bastard wasn't going to give up without at least trying. I had to admire him. Actually, I'd been admiring him for the last ten minutes. I decided to play my last card.
"Well, actually there was one other I was thinking of. #41311 was one I was interested in. I see it's worth two credits too." Joshua's eyes lit up.
"Cool. That's three. I get double credit for three sales. Thank you so much. OK. That's 41311. Ummm...Playgirl Magazine?" Then I saw a troubled look on his face.
"Are you sure it was 41311, not 41310? I don't know if you know this or not, but Playgirl is ... you know... naked guys." He looked kind of sheepish.
"I know exactly what it is. Is there something wrong with that?" I asked abruptly.
"Umm no," he nervously replied. "You just didn't seem like the kind of guy that would.. well... you know... would like other guys."
"Thanks a lot," I snapped. "I shouldn't buy anything now. I don't need to be insulted. It's not like you've never...." I trailed off. Joshua looked like he was going to cry.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. I didn't understand. Please, mister, don't be mad. You are pretty cool."
I kind of felt sorry for the kid. Here he was trying to raise money for his class and I was snapping at him, trying to humiliate him, and wanting to get into his pants. What kind of a pervert had I become?
"I'm sorry Joshua. You didn't need me yelling at you. But let's face it. I'm sure you look at other guys dicks in the locker room too. Maybe you don't get off like I do, but I'm sure you look. Don't you?"
"I don't look at them like that. I mean I just look to make sure mine's not funky shaped or too small or nothing. Marcus, this guy on my old basketball team, was so fucking big. His must have been six inches when it was soft." After he said that he looked embarrassed.
"So you do look. It's ok. Hey, we all do. It doesn't make you queer."
"So are you gay?" he asked.
"Yes, I am." I smiled.
"You don't look like it or nothing."
"Well, I am. Trust me. So tell me, how much money are you trying to raise for this trip?"
"I have to try and sell twenty subscriptions. Then I'm hoping my check from McDonalds is big enough to pay for my expenses. It's going to be tight." He looked kind of sad. "Actually, I've only sold fifteen subscriptions and tomorrow is the last day to sell."
"Tell you what Josh. I can help you on both accounts. I can help you make twenty sales. You can go on your trip."
"Really? You'd buy five from me? That's so cool of you. Why would you want to ...." his voice trailed off as he realized the favor had a price. "What do I have to do?" he asked as he looked away.
"Simple. It's up to you. I'll make sure you make twenty, but all I want is to see you naked, just like if I saw you in the locker room."
"No way man. No deal." He looked sad.
"Hey, remember, you're letting all your friends see you naked for free and I can guarantee as cute as you are some of them are thinking about you when they jack off. I'm offering to help you out and all you have to do is show me your body. It won't cost you a thing.
"But it's wrong. I can't do that."
"There's an extra $50 in it if you do."
"Deal."
I reached into my wallet and pulled out $50. I set it on the table.
"Now strip for me and let me see it all."
Joshua nervously started unbuttoning his shirt. He grinned and started a sexy little dance as he did that. Off came the shirt and a chiseled chest appeared on his trim little body. I licked my lips as the shirt flew over the back of the couch. He thrust his hips up and down as he slowly lowered those baggy jeans. His cute little ass was in a pair of thin plaid boxers. As he danced, he slowly teased me, peeling the boxers lower and lower over his white butt. His smooth little ass was a milky white in contrast to the rest of him. Joshua slowly turned around.
His cock was about half erect and a good five inches long at that. Josh's balls were large and firm and nestled in a nest of soft, neatly trimmed dark pubic hair. I just sat there in shock. Without a doubt, he was the finest specimen of young meat I'd ever laid eyes on. I was in lust.
"So what do you think. Was I worth it?" he asked, grinning.
"You are gorgeous. I want to suck your cock so bad. I can almost taste it."
"Sorry, guy. This is for chicks," he said as he grabbed his cock and balls."
"A hundred bucks. I'll give you a hundred bucks," I croaked.
"Are you serious? To suck my dick?"
"And six magazines."
"Deal."
Josh approached where I was sitting. He held his dick toward my mouth but I shook my head. I slowly turned him around and started kissing his smooth ass. Instinctively, he bent forward, giving me access to his most private part. My tongue circled his asshole several times and then I rammed it in. He jerked as I reamed his clean little butt with the tip of my tongue. After I had eaten him for several minutes, I pulled away.
Josh looked at me and I told him to lie on the floor on his back. As he put his legs in the air, I continued the assault on this butt with my mouth and tongue. Joshua was moaning and telling me how good it felt. His dick was fully erect and looked really hard.
I pulled my tongue out of his ass and licked his thighs and balls. When I reached his cock, he sighed as it slid into my mouth. I put my thumb and forefinger around his dick and started a smooth sliding action as I sucked the young cock. His cock was a medium thickness, but must of stretched out to at least eight inches.
I sucked and stroked and then switched to a deepthroating technique. I buried my nose in his pubes with each stroke. After a few minutes I felt the big dick start to throb and swell in my throat.
"I'm gonna cum" he announced. I didn't care, his cum was mine now. I sucked hard and faster and bobbed my head even quicker. I felt his whole body tense up and he cried out as the cum rushed out of his nuts and into my mouth. After at least four good spurts, he was spent. His young cock stayed hard. I licked his chest clean of the cum that had dripped out onto it.
"That was good," Josh said as he was dressing. "I've never cum that hard before."
"Glad you liked it. How did you like the rim job?" I asked.
"Felt great. I'd love to get one of those again. The head was awesome too. I don't want to do that shit to another guy, but I'd let one do it to me now."
Josh finished signing me up for six magazines. I gave him the $150 cash I'd promised him and he actually let me hug him. I gave his ass a squeeze too. I told him if he wanted to make more money he was welcome back at any time for more of the same. He thanked me this time and every time he returned. Hell of a good little salesman he turned out to be. But then again, the product sold itself.