This is the text message I sent to a friend of mine. I just had a really cute guy come in the store. 22 years old. With more than a hint of stale beer on his breath. It smelled disgusting. But he had a fit and trim body with a hint of a beer belly. And seeing a guy in basket ball shorts always drives me crazy. It's very much a weakness of mine, as you all know by now.
/You really think so? Go check! Slip him ur number!!/
I read over the text and grabbed a sheet of paper and jotted my number down on it. He was very much in the straight porn section, as far from gay as he possibly could be, but I had to get a closer look. I went around the store, circling my prey, as it were. Randomly checking movies and items on the shelves, all the while looking in his direction. The fucker turned his back to me, no worries, I will go around further.
I definitely see a bulge there, that wasn't there when he first walked in. I needed a closer look. I go right up next to him and start mindlessly shifting around DVD's into the wrong sections. I see a sharp bump, and it was very much a VERY VPH. (Visible Penis Head for those of you who aren't in the loop yet)
He was definitely more than half hard. My heart pounded, my cock throbbed, my mouth watered. I needed this cock. I got closer to him, I could smell the beer again. I used a line I have used dozens of times.
"Can I help you find something?"
"Nah man, I'm just looking around."
"Its all good. Lemme know!" I said with a smile, then started to walk around him. "Oh yea, I forgot. I wanted to give you this."
I extended the post-it to him. He looked confused momentarily. "What's this?"
"Its my number, you should gimme a call sometime." He started to interrupt me, before I cut him off. "I'm not looking for a relationship or anything, I just saw your bulge and wanted to suck your cock. Would you be interested?"
He took a quick breath, "I don't know, maybe..."
"Awesome, let's see how big you are." I hit my knees, and was pulling his shirt up before he could even respond. I pulled down the basket ball shorts just far enough for the cock to pop out and hit me in the face.
It was more than half hard, or so I suspected. Like an elephant trunk with a curve. I gave it a few quick tugs and a quick deep throat. It had the perfect shape, and was very fast on its way to standing up. My lust was taking over, and I was very much on camera. I needed a place to go, and my relief was due in less than 20 minutes.
The corner in the back. The only place in the store that isn't on cam. "Follow me."
I lead him back to the corner of the store. My secret sex corner, as I called it. I never tell them that. I like the guy to believe that this is a first time thing for me. It really helps them to enjoy the experience when they believe that I am risking my job for their sheer hotness. That I am noting more than a cum hungry whore here to serve them. It really helps out the straight bravado they up.
He had his cock out for most of the way, I noticed it when I turned around. They curve was point the way to the corner where he would unleash his seed into my belly.
I got on my knees, and gave the head a few licks before he grabbed the back of my head and shoved it down my throat. He was almost choking me as his cock reached his full hardness and was hurting the back of my throat. I allowed him to pump away until I needed to breath. This boy was drunk and horny. A dangerous combination for a fertile sorority girl, but a wonderful combination for me. I pulled off of him and dove into his balls, mainly to let my throat recover. He took hold of his stick and started smacking me in the face with it and moaning.
I ate out his sack for a good minute before taking over his smacking and jerking him off into my mouth with my suck and twist motion. He had to be 8 inches, if not nine. As much cock as I suck, you think I would be better with measurements.
I notcied his pants down, so I bravely grabbed onto his young ass cheeks with each and and gave them a squeeze. Firm yet giving. I kneaded his ass while I let him pummel my throat for a minute. I had to shush him several times, to get him to watch his moaning. Boy was getting loud.
"Ever had your hole licked?" I wanted to taste that virgin hole, the virgin holes are always sooo sweet.
"Nah man. I ain't down like that." He replied trying to put his cock back into my mouth. I was having none of this. I was gonna lick that hole.
I spun him around and parted his cheeks and dove right in, full force. He was too drunk to realize what was happening before it was too late. But that sweet yelp told me everything I needed to know. I lapped and darted with my tongue for all I was worth until I felt him begin to push back into my face. jerking his cock, he had bent over and stuck his ass out into that "fuck me like a bitch" pose. His face pressed against the wall, breathing heavily, I pulled him further into me and parted him with my tongue and tasted that sweet virgin hole. It was everything I thought it would be, and a tad salty.
I was thoroughly enjoying eating this boy's hole. I really wanted to slip my dick into him, but knew he wasn't drunk enough to allow anything "gay" to happen. I was satisfied licking his hole. He was beginning to sweat and I could feel his heart pounding in his rectum as his hole kept trying to tighten around my tongue.
Reaching around to take hold of his cock, it was no longer sticking out, but up. And it was very much alone. He had one hand over his mouth and the other in a tight fist around the movie he selected. Focusing purely on the sensations coming from his asshole, he had forgotten about jerking off, and wanted only to be rimmed.
As much as I was enjoying this, I knew the time was running out before my relief showed up. I told him to turn around and went a bit crazy on his cock. Up and down, in and out, spit lubed hand to add more sensation. The kicker, is and always will be. I open my eyes, go as deep as I can, and make eye contact with him, and scream "Feed me!" with my eyes. He moaned so loud, I was convinced I would be fired. I felt the first load, go right down my throat.
I pulled off and kept jerking as face as I could. I wanted his load in my mouth. I wanted to taste this boy. He tasted very sweet. I would make a mental note to ask him what he had been eating, but brought my attention to the third and fourth spurt. His moans turned to growls and I lapped up every bit of it. refusing to allow a single soldier to escape my lips. He finished after the sixth spurt and fell back against the wall, trying to catch his breath.
"Open your mouth faggot!" he breathed out. I obediently open to show him the load. "You gonna waste it?" I closed my mouth and swallowed it all down.
"No, sir," I said as meekly as I could muster to the boy who was several years my junior. I opened my mouth again to show him that I obeyed his near command.
"Good boy," he breathed. You can eat my ass again. He spun around and assumed the position. No pun intended.
I love how I was given permission to do something that we both loved. Like it is some big treat. Ya know?
As he pushed his ass further into my face, I got an idea, I wet a finger, and rubbed his hole. No objections yet.
Got in to the nail. Still nothing.
The first knuckle. "Don't be getting greedy now!" He warned me. Damn, at least we had a bit of ass fun. I continued with him for another minute, while jerking my own cock until I came in a puddle on the floor. I finished and stood up. He was hard again, or still. I don't think it ever went down, honestly.
I helped him get dressed and position his tool so it wasn't completely obvious what we had just done incase he bumped into another customer at the door or something.
We walked up to the front counter, and he purchased his movie, full price. Didn't even ask for a discount. I would have given it to him for free, but hey a sale is a sale, right?
I bagged him up and gave him his change. I followed him outside for my post-orgasm cigarette. he stood there and made small talk with me about some bullshit I don't even remember. before I asked him had he ever been rimmed before. He told me no, but that he loved it. He asked me to do it again, I reminded him that he had my number. Promising to use it, he started scratching his supple ass as an invitation.
"Can you do it again? Like, now?" he asked with that puppy dog drunken red eyes. I agreed and put out my cigarette and headed back inside. What happened in the next ten minutes, is for another story entirely.
Until next time...
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