Sex Shop Fuck Bunny

Sex Shop Fuck Bunny

By Jagerang

This story is entirely from my imagination, based in a world without STDs. Copyright LJ 2003

I knelt at his feet with his dick a few centimetres from my face. It was semi-erect, about 8 inches long and eager to be sucked. Just behind him, in the corner of my vision, I could see a fit young man giving a blowjob on the widescreen TV. He was working hard, stopping to lick every-so-often and taking the huge balls into his mouth as well.

I'd never given a blowjob before, I was straight. Questions of why I was here, what was I doing ran through my mind. "I'm not gay" I kept thinking, "I'm only doing to see what I expect my girlfriend to do for me". Sure. "I don't want to do this. . . " Yeah right. . .

I opened my mouth and leaned forward, reaching out with my tongue. On the tip of his cock was a little bead of pre-cum, I licked it off lightly and tasted it's sweetness.

Suddenly the dick was withdrawn and Simon zipped his trousers back up, grabbing me under my shoulder and pulling me to my feet. He spun round and switched the video off. Perhaps I should explain I was in a sex shop, and Simon had just seen someone coming down the stairs on the CCTV. I'd known Simon for a few months, ever since I'd first entered his shop as a shy young 18 year old just started at university. Coming from a small village in the middle of nowhere I'd never seen a sex shop before, let alone actually go into one. I'd walked past about 5 times before I finally plucked up the courage to go in. Inside had been more than I had imagined! Vibrators, blow-up dolls and racks and racks of pornography. Simon had spotted me straight away.

The TV screens were always showing porno films. It was the first time I'd ever seen actually hardcore films. I remember standing there mouth wide open as some girl slobbered over a huge dick as she was fucked in the ass. My member had stood to attention almost immediately and Simon, never backwards at coming forwards, had commented on the bulge in my trousers.

"Whip it out if you want" he'd said

I was struck dumb, and only ummed and erred that I'd rather not.

"Fine, I can see it where it is" he added with a grin.

That was the first time I'd dealt with anyone openly gay as well! It was all rather eye opening for me. I'd had mags before, hidden under my bed, but they were always softcore, just naked women. I had no idea you could actually buy hardcore, and certainly no idea just what happened in these videos! I left that first time with a video and a magazine and rushed straight back to my flat, bright red the whole way.

I lived in a shared flat, with a shared TV and video. I was far too shy to put the video on unless all my flatmates were out and there was no way they'd come back. I wanked to the magazine time and time again, especially the facials. The sight of semen on a girls face I found incredible, so arousing. But it took about two weeks before I had a chance to watch the video. By five minutes in I'd cum. It was barely passed the opening credits and I'd wanked myself off and covered my hand and stomach in jizz. I kept watching, still pulling my thick 9" and by the end I'd cum three more times. My balls hurt and my cock was raw, but I just kept wanking. I was covered in my own semen, and that alone kept me horny, and even after all that, I had another wank that night in bed.

The next day I went back to the shop, and for some reason got chatting to Simon about what had happened. He was so easy to get on with, I'd never ever discussed masturbation before. I knew all blokes did it, but you just didn't talk about it. What really shocked me was his response to me telling about being covered in my own cum. He told me he'd have cleaned it all up for me, with his tongue. I was rather disgusted at first, men didn't eat cum! I realised he was standing there imagining me naked, dripping with my cream, and him sucking my cock clean. Even behind the counter his erection was obvious, and worse than that, so was mine! Simon knew what we were both thinking, and so did I, I turned away and made a point of staring intently at the straight videos.

Behind me, I could here the tape being changed in the video player. Before some blonde bimbo had been being dogied by a large black dude. When I turned to look again, the position looked similar, but a different black cock this time, and it was pounding some girls ass. But as the image zoomed out, I saw the balls and dick dangling between "her" legs. A further out still, the lad being taken up the ass was sucking a cock himself. I was rather shocked, and pointed out to Simon I wasn't into this sort of thing!

"Really? Just watch a bit" he said.

And I did, and my dick strained in my trousers. My body betrayed me. I had had homosexual thoughts before, but I'd always dismissed them. When I'd been wanking over my magazine, I had imagined myself the girl sucking and caressing a man but that didn't make me gay surely?

"Who'd ya want to be?" Simon asked.

"What?" I replied

"Of the three, who would you want to replace?"

I stared at the fucking on the screen. I knew the answer, I wanted to be the one in the middle, I wanted to be fucked. I'd had a few girlfriends by then, and I'd fucked a few, but I'd always felt empty, I wanted them to be fucking me, not me them. And this was the answer, to feel cocks pushing into my mouth, up my ass, taking me, fucking me.

"In the middle" I replied softly.

"Oh?" Simon grinned "A fuck bunny"

"I have to go, I'm really not gay" I whimpered. But my huge erection and the damp feeling of pre-cum in my pants said otherwise.

"If you ever change your mind. . . " I heard as I left.

I'd been back a few times and never brought it up again, although I did buy a gay video the time before, and a vibrator. Simon asked me what I was going to do with them, as if he didn't know. I told him the vibrator was for my girlfriend, and I did use it on her once. . .

I watched the video, and sucked the vibrator. I pushed it into my mouth, sucking and licking despite the rubbery taste. I wiped the end of my dick on it, and licked my own semen from it, pretending it was from a real cock. As I got more turned on, I came, and covered as much of the dildo as possible. Then, almost against my will, I found myself licking it all up, eating my own seed. On the tip of my tongue it was sweet, but rather foul in the rest of my mouth at first. But I was so aroused I found the taste turned me on. I'm sure I would have been sick if I'd be forced to eat it normally, but since I was desperately horny, it tasted like fine food.

The video played on, and I was still hard, despite cumming. I decided to use the vibrator again. . . I poured a little baby oil on my hand, and started stroking my asshole. Slowly I pushed my pointing finger inside,and far from unpleasant, it felt amazing. Slowly I teased my middle finger in as well, and pushed as far as they would go, stretching my asshole. Lying on my back on the floor, head slightly raised so I could see the video, I slid a condom on the vibrator. I know it didn't need on, but I was still keen on sucking it again later, and I'd made up my mind where it was going now. I rubbed some baby oil on it too, and then pressed the tip between my butt cheeks. The hard rubber squeezed into the small hole, and I despite the pain I kept moving it deeper and deeper. As the whole helmet passed inside, the stinging abated and the pleasure began. This was how I wanted to be fucked. Countless tarts I'd had sex with hadn't turned me on like this. The vibrator was 7" long, and I took it's whole length, and turned the dial the start it. . .

I came at least four times before I pulled it out. I'd covered my hand, chest, legs, you name it. I was licking my fingers and wiping more up to eat. I was imagining myself as every person getting fucking in the video still running, all the other men cumming on me and the toy being at least 3 other men's cocks at one point or another.

It all came to a sudden end when I heard my flatmates in the hall! I had lost track of time, and was in a bit of trouble now. The dirty vibrator was on the floor, the video was running, I was covered in cum and my trousers were about two feet away. I stopped the video first, and quickly managed to get my trousers on before I was interrupted.

"What. . . the. . . FUCK?!" screamed Jim, an economy student, also in his first year.

I had to think fast. . .

"Sorry guys, Steph", my girlfriend, " and I just had a hell of a session."

Fortunately my clothes now on, they couldn't see the cum on me, but there was still a rather dark stained vibrator lying at my feet and a lot more cum on the carpet than I'd realised! Of course, I came up with some cock and bull story about taking Steph up the ass with the vibrator will face fucking her and missing as I came, which I think worked, although the question of where she was was quite large in their minds! I said she'd left just before they got in, leaving me to clean up, she had been embarrassed about the whole "anal" thing, first time, silly girl, might not want to speak to me again, etc, etc. That is to say, she wasn't never coming round again so they would have a chance to ask her and discover my lie!

The video was more of a problem, the box was in my room, but the tape was in the player. I quickly ejected it, and told them they didn't want to know! Thank goodness, what with the shock of everything else, they agreed.

However, that night I felt terrible. It's silly I know, but I thought I'd done something very very wrong. Whether it was nearly getting caught or just my small town values catching up I don't know. I convinced myself I wasn't really gay, it was just all so new and kinky it'd turned me on. I was kidding myself about the sensation of feeling a hard penis inside me! Anyway, the upshot was I snuck out after dark and threw my video and vibrator in the bin - I had learnt I wasn't really gay (Where did I get that from?!) and didn't want them anymore.

And for a few days I kept it up. Steph was curious why she couldn't visit, and I knew it would have to end soon. She was nice, pretty and fine tits, but not irreplaceable (although in actual fact she was my last girlfriend!). So she was aware something was wrong, and was typically female and went stroppy, which meant no sex at all, which meant I was getting hornier and hornier. A trip to Simon's shop was definitely on the cards.

Simon put another gay video on the second I entered. It was a quiet shop, and it mostly sold straight porn. He'd told me that most blokes object to seeing two men fucking, so he could only show the best videos when it was empty, or just men with better taste, wink. I watched, and my cock turned to rock as young man in the scene bent over and took a large dick anally. He was like me, just over 18, about 6' 2, brown hair and reasonable built. Nothing special, but still not bad. In my mind, I was him. My hand was squeezing my cock through my pants, although I wasn't really aware. Simon was, and he wasn't anywhere near as subtle. When I tore my eyes away from the tele, he was wanking away.

I'd never actually seen another man's dick before, not in real life. I now couldn't tear my eyes away from that.

"Do you want to suck me?" Simon asked.

I was unsure what to say, not a few hours ago I'd convinced myself I was coming in here for a normal porno. I saw cum form, my mouth began to water, I walked behind the counter, and got down on my knees. . .