This story is a work of fiction. Any names or events mentioned within are fictitious...maybe!
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Popcorn Pigs
Hello, my name is Taylor. I am 22 years old. I am about 6'1', 150lbs with short blonde hair and blue eyes. I keep myself looking good. I like to work out about 4 times a week. It has given me a mean 8 pack, but I would like to build my arms. I am satisfied with my body, but mostly I like it because it gets me laid. Hey, I am just like everyone else. I work out to look good naked. My legs are toned and muscled and my third leg is very impressive too! Wink!
Well, this story starts when I was working at a large theater chain. I was an usher, which is as easy as it sounds. I didn't really do anything. I just patrolled the theaters and cleaned them, which meant sweeping everything underneath the seats. It was an easy job. What wasn't so easy was when they told me that they were going to start training me in concession. I was majorly pissed. I had gotten this job was because it was supposed to be easy money. Concession seemed like a pain in the ass. Of course, the chicks in concession were hot, but I didn't feel like dealing with customers' petty shit. Besides the managers were always up the concessionists' asses.' But I didn't really have much of a choice.
So, the day came when I was assigned to concession. It was a major pain in the ass the first fuckin' day. I just stood there like a dumbass making popcorn bags as the girl who was training me dealt with customers. Her name was Sarah. She was a nice piece of ass. I stood behind her, close enough to smell her hair. She smelled like melon and popcorn. That was a common combination for the girls in concession. Popcorn permeated every piece of clothing when you were in concession. You may think that shit smells so good when you are walking in to see a movie, but when you smell it as you are driving home, in your house or just hanging out, wearing the same shoes you were to work, the shit reeks. But it is a occupational hazard when you are working in concession.
That first night, Sarah's ass was brushing up against my crotch. It wasn't really intentional. It was close corners behind concession and everyone was always brushing against everyone else. But her ass was really nice and round and it was giving me thoughts all night long. I wanted to grab it and ride her good. I smiled at that and squeezed my half chubby. No one noticed, thank god. I decided that it was a bit too much and I needed to take my break soon so I could rub one out.
After the customer stream died down a bit, I walked into the back of concession to ask about my break. The shift supervisor that night was Jake. He was little shorter than me. He had buzzed blonde hair and pale, white skin. His uniform shirt molded to his upper chest. To make up for his short stature, he had built a superior upper body. My body was cut and lean, but Jake was muscular. His pants molded to his hips and legs, as if his pants had been specifically tailored for him.
As I approached him, he smiled, with high cheekbones at me. He was chewing gum and spoke with a grin, "What's up Taylor?"
I smiled back at him. "Nothing much. Just fuckin' busy tonight." I still had a half woody and I got self-conscious and wondered if it was visible.
"Yeah, I know. That's why I have been hiding out back here all night long. I fuckin' hate getting on a register," Jake smacked his gum. He had white, straight teeth that were usually achieved by braces. As he chewed, it gave him a cocky attitude.
"Dude, when is my break?" I asked. I could feel my hardon getting impatient in my boxers.
Jake looked at the board where he had listed the breaks. "Umm, 9:45," he said.
Fuck, I thought. I couldn't take another hour and half of rubbing against Sarah's ass before I got some relief. I was only human. Maybe I should just be honest with Jake. We are both guys and he would understand.
"Dude, I got a problem," I started.
"Huh?" was Jake's response.
"Well, you know who is training me right?"
"Yeah, Sarah," Jake smiled. I knew he was thinking about her body. Hell, I did too everytime someone mentioned her name.
"Yeah, well, she is training me...." I didn't exactly know how to say it so I just said it. "Her ass keeps rubbing against my crotch and well, you know..."
Jake looked at me with a quizzical look on his face.
Fuck it, I thought. "Dude, I keep chubbing and I got to rub one out before I can work." There, I had said it.
He blinked. I think he was stunned by what I had said, but if I didn't jack off immediately, there were going to be problems. I could feel my boner starting to chub more as I had just mentioned Sarah and was thinking about her ass.
"Wow, dude, ummm...okay, I guess. You can just go now," he was somewhat confused, probably.
I rearranged myself in my pants. I didn't think too much of it since I had just told him that I would be masturbating in five minutes and quickly said, "Thanks, dude," before I walked over to the time clock and punched out.
I didn't really feel too embarrassed. I am sure Jake has jacked off before. I mean, what guy hasn't? Then I thought, I wonder how big Jake's dick was. I had had a few man on man experiences. Did I forget to mention that? Well, I love pussy but sometimes guys just need to help each other out. It wasn't gay. It was just sex. Well, maybe a little gay, but who the fuck cares? It is my body and I will share it with whomever I wanted.
After leaving concession, I thought about what bathroom I wanted to jerk off in. I decided the family bathroom had more space so I went down the hallway. When I was to open the door, it was locked. Fuck, I said to myself. I guess the men's room it is. I decided to use the bathroom around the long side of theater. Most of the movies were all playing so the bathrooms would be pretty empty. I walked inside the men's room and looked around. It was empty. Thank God, I thought.
I went to the family stall and closed the door. Fuck, I squeezed my crotch. I still had the half chubby. I smiled. I was gonna hurt it. I thought more about Sarah's ass. She had nice tits also. I unbuckled my belt and unzipped. My stomach rumbled. I smiled and thought that I might as well take care of two birds with one stone.
I pulled down my pants and underwear and sat on the toilet. My stomach was still grumbling and my boner had hardened to its full potential. I was very proud of it. It was seven and half inches. No foreskin, which I was kind of sad about, but I enjoyed my dick nevertheless. And so did everyone else who played with it. I licked my left index finger and circled the head. It was slick with pre-cum. Fuck, I was horny. With my right hand, I rubbed my balls. They were so full. I hadn't jacked off in two days and after rubbing against ass all day, I was ready to blow a huge load.
I sat back on the toilet. Fuck, my stomach and my balls needed to unload. I love jacking off while I took a dump. I rarely did it in public bathrooms. It was just a morning thing if I had the time. I had 30 minutes on my break so I had the time to enjoy both. I let him a growling fart. Fuck, I thought. What did I eat? The smell filled the stall. My dick was rock hard and oozing clear pre- cum. I circled my middle finger in it and tasted it. Mmm, I did love the taste of my pre-cum. I love the taste of my cum too. It was tangy, usually. I love to eat it after I jacked off. I intended to eat it tonight too.
I started grunting. Fuck, it was a big one working its way from my colon. Fuck, I could feel it pressing against my prostate as I stroked my dick. I lay my head back against the wall. I wanted to enjoy it. I had been thinking about sucking Sarah's tits when a new image entered my head. It was Jake's chest. His uniform was tight against his body and I could remember how I saw his hard nipples from the icy temperature the back of concession was kept. I wondered if he liked that. I would have loved to suck on his nipples too.
As I stroked my cock, my first turd popped out and landed with a splash in the toilet. Fuck, it felt good. I pinched my asshole so I could stroke a bit more before I made again. I lifted my chest and started to tweak my nipple as I thought about Jake's. I wanted to taste him. I thought slipping my hand in his tight pants and feeling his boner. I bet it was big. I would slowly rub it up and down as I sucked on his huge pecs.
I was lost in my masturbatory fantasy when I heard the door to the bathroom open. Fuck, I thought. I was having such a good time. I opened my eyes and stopped stroking. I heard footsteps in the bathroom. I heard the stall door next to open. What the hell? There were four stalls in the bathroom and this dick had to chose the one next to me? Great. I wanted to finish with my dump and jerk but I couldn't really relax and enjoy myself with someone next to me. I had to choose which one was more urgent. I had already started the dump, but my boner had been aching for relief since my shift started earlier.
As I was thinking of it in my head, I saw a shoe slide over to my area of the stall and tap. What the hell? Then it tapped twice. What was this guy doing? Then I remembered what I had once read that guys did that in bathrooms when they were looking for hookups. But come on. In a movie theater? No fuckin' way, I thought, but the shoe tapped again. Then I saw a finger slide across the bottom of the partition of the stall. Whoa...I thought. Something in my head clicked and I grabbed the finger at the bottom of the partition. He didn't pull away.
"Need some help?" said a hoarse, loud whisper from the other side of the stall.
I didn't know what to do...This was some stranger in a bathroom. And anyone could walk in, but I did still have a raging boner and thinking about getting some help with it was too tempting.
"Yes, I do," I said. I heard him open his door and walk out of the stall. Then my stall door open.
"What the fuck?" I said. There was Jake, smiling and still chewing the piece of gum. "What the fuck is this? Dude..." I started.
"What's up?" he grinned, smacking away.
FUCK! I thought. He is gonna tell everyone that I was jacking off while taking a dump and that I wanted to hook up in the toilet. What was I gonna do?
"Look, man, I didn't know it was you. I-I- don't know what I was doing," I tried to explain.
He still grinned at me. "I think I knew what you were doing," he said, pointing at my dick. I looked down and it was still raging. Fuck. I stood to pull up my pants, but Jake stepped forward and pushed me back on the toilet.
"What the fuck?" I said. What was he gonna do?
"I asked if you needed help and you said you did. So I am here to help," he grinned wider. He turned and locked the stall door, turning towards me again. Then he spit the gum on against the wall. What was going on? He smiled as he used both hands to spread my legs and started to squat on the bathroom floor.
"Whoa, Jake, what are you doing?" I stammered.
He looked up at me. "What the fuck do you think?" he counted. Then he licked the head of my dick and looked up at me. "I am helping," he said, as his mouth enveloped the head of my dick. It stung a bit. I think he must have been chewing mint gum but it felt so fuckin' good. His mouth was velvety and warm. He started to massage my balls as he took more of my dick inside his mouth. I couldn't believe he was so good at it. It was feeling really good. I noticed that as he was massaging my balls, he started to go lower and lower.
I was laying my head back against the wall as he sucked on my knob. I closed my eyes, enjoying it as I felt his finger slide towards my asshole. I didn't think too much of it because I liked playing with my hole as I jacked off or was getting sucked off. Then I remembered that before Jake had came in I was taking a dump and I hadn't wiped. But it was too late when I said, "Stop." Jake had slid his finger inside my asshole. He took his mouth off my dick and pulled his finger from my asshole. It was all brown from my dirty chute. Fuck, I thought.
"Dude, I am so sorry. Before you came in, I was taking a shit while I was strokin'...Fuck," I said. This was so embarrassing. Why hadn't I been more careful?
I looked at Jake. He stared at his dirty finger and back at me. Then he smiled and stuck the finger in his mouth. The fucker was sucking on it like a brown popsicle. I couldn't believe it. As he sucked, he looked like a fat kid who was eating the last creampop on a hot, summer day. He looked into my eyes and I could tell he was loving it. I was loving it too. My dick was raging hard. I felt that it would break off any second. Jake was a dirty boy. I was too but I never thought he was anything but straight.
As he pulled the finger from his mouth, he grinned again and said, "Delicious." Then he started on my meat again. This time he was taking more and more into his throat. Fuck, he was so good at it. I rubbed my hands against his buzzed hair. This fucker was a nasty cocksucker. As he bobbed up and down, his tongue swirling all over the head of my cock. It was so sensitive. My cock exited his mouth with a pop.
"Finish your dump," he said, licking at the head of my dick. I looked down at him, stunned.
"Really? Are you sure?" I said. He just grinned and twirled his tongue around as he took the head of my cock into his mouth again. I smiled. I had only had head while taking a dump once and it was kind of an accident, but Jake was actually asking me to do it. Well, who was I to disappoint him? I laid my head back on the tiled wall and relaxed. I could feel another log opening my asshole. I started to grunt a bit and ripped ass. I could hear Jake. He was inhaling the aroma! As he did, he would take my dick out of his mouth and lick up and down the shaft. Fuck, it was so damn good. I ripped ass again. This time the log slid out of my shitter smooth and dropped in the toilet.
I looked down at Jack. He was sucking on my balls, eyes closed, breathing in deep. The scent was strong. I inhaled it myself. I loved the smell. Jake was loving it too. I could see that he had a huge boner in his pants. I wanted to take off my shoe so I could play with with my feet, but the position we were both in prevented that. Jake was really enjoying himself and I was enjoying it to so I didn't ask him to move.
I could feel the cum building as his tongue flickered all over my balls. Fuck.
"Cum for me," he moaned, as he stroked my slick dick and licked at the head. He didn't have to tell me twice. He resumed sucking as I placed my hand on the back of his head. I could feel the head of my dick hit the back of his throat. Fuck, he had taken it to the pubes. I started to moaning more and more. Fuck, if he kept that up, I was going to cum very soon. I prayed no one came into the bathroom. They would surely know what was going on inside the stall.
Jake started to finger my asshole again. He was digging down. His finger was going to be really dirty when he pulled out, but he didn't seem to care. Fuck, he was servicing me from the front and the back. I was loving it so much. I could feel my orgasm was nearly. I closed my eyes and thought about him as it was sucking on his brown finger. The look of pure lust in his eyes as he tasted my dirt. His pink, full lips as he sucked, being tinted brown....
"I'm cumming!" I grunted, as ropes exited my cock. Jake had his lips firmed planted around the head. I could feel the ropes of cum shoot into his mouth. He wasn't going to spill a drop. It felt so fuckin' good. I convulsed and moaned for almost 30 whole seconds. As my breathing calmed, Jake removed his mouth from the head of my cock and opened his mouth for me to see. My cum was all over his tongue. He closed his eyes and stuck his tongue out for me to see it all. Damn, that was a big load. He rolled his tongue across his lips, coating them with my jizz. Then he took his tongue back in his mouth and growled, showing his teeth. He was pushing my cum between them. The little fucker was gargling with it.
He moaned and closed his lips around his teeth. He swallowed it. Then he opened his eyes and licked his lips. "Mmmm," he smiled up at me. I smiled down at him. His finger was still in my asshole. He slowly pulled it out. Then he showed it to me. I was right. It was solid brown. I wondered if he was gonna suck it again. But instead he started to bring the finger to my lips.
"Suck it," he said. I looked at it. It was all shitty. Even his fingernail. "Suck it," Jake said, again in a more forceful voice. I opened my lips and he inserted it. Fuck, it tasted foul. He moved it further into my mouth. He also started stroking me again. I was really sensitive after cumming, so it felt really good.
"That's right. Suck the shit off," Jake said, as he slowing moved his soft hand up and down my dick. It was beginning to throb again. I did as he said. I sucked on his shitty finger. After a minute or so, it didn't really taste so bad. It was bitter but sickly sweet. It was a taste that is hard to describe but I was enjoying it as Jake stroked me.
I wasn't paying attention as I was sucking and he stroked me until he pulled his finger from my mouth. "All clean," he said. I opened my eyes. He was right. I had sucked his solidly brown finger clean. Wow. I couldn't believe it. I had sucked my shit off of Jake's finger after he sucked me off and swallowed my load.
Jake got up off his knees. He walked over to the sink of the family stall and turned on the water. I guess he wanted to wash his hands so he didn't go back to concession smelling like crap. He started to soap up.
I looked down. My dick was still raging. Jake was washing his hands. I guess we were done. I stood from the toilet. I began to grab some toilet paper.
"Whoa," he said. "What are you doing?" He looked at me.
I smirked and rolled my eyes. "I was going to wipe."
He grinned as he turned off the water. "What for?"
I looked at him. I didn't know what to say. "Ummm..."
"Don't wipe," he said, moving closer to me. He was inches away from my face. He grinned and then wrapped his arms around me and pulled me towards him. My boxers and pants were still around my ankles. He kissed me hard. I felt his tongue pushing to enter my mouth. I parted my lips and let it invade. Oh, god, he was a good kisser. My tongue wrestled with his. He started to suck my tongue into his mouth. I felt his hands move down and kneeled my ass. He didn't go near my crack, but his strong hand did kneel the cheek and I felt as he pulled my ass apart a couple of times.
As he broke the kiss, he stared into my eyes. "We are going to have fun with that dirty hole later," he said and slapped my left cheek. Then he grabbed my still raging dick. "We are gonna use that too."
I just smiled. "Okay," was I could say. He chuckled slightly. I smiled and pulled up down my boxers and pants. I had to arrange my cock up under my waistband so it wouldn't be noticed. The whole point of my break was too relieve my boner and now I was going back to work hornier than before. But I guess I was gonna take care of that later. I wondered what Jake meant by that.
Jake unlocked the door and walked out of the stall. I zipped and fastened my pants and exited the stall behind him. We stopped and looked in the mirror. I guess he wanted to make sure there was no cum on his face. I wanted to make sure that my lips weren't brown or anything.
As we exited the bathroom, he reached in his pocket and pulled out a pack of gum. He grinned at me and said, "Breath." I didn't get it for a second. Then I grinned. I looked at the package. I was right. It was mint gum he had been chewing earlier. Then I wondered what was he doing to have been chewing it earlier.
I took a stick, unwrapped it and put it in my mouth. I checked my watch. I had gone over my break by 10 minutes.
"Don't worry about it," Jake said, as he noticed that I checked my watch. "I won't have you written up."
I smiled. "Thanks."
We walked back to concession. As he opened the door, he said, "Oh, by the way, I am training you the rest of night." And winked.
I grinned. "Fine by me." And I looked him up and down. He was chewing his gum actively. I chewed mine. As we both gave each other shit-ending grins.
I was wrong about concession. I think this was exactly where I wanted to be.
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