What's so cool about Vegas stockboys? At least the ones I meet right after their work. First, they're legal. Two, they've got hard bodies from the hard work they do all day lifting and bending over. Three, they're as horny as hell. Four, they reek after working all day, I LOVE that smell, and they can go home to their g/f's and wives after we've had sweaty fun in my van in the parking lot and the girls are none the wiser. I don't make 'em shower first the way their women do! Five, they spread the word, so there's always new guys calling me, from different markets all over town. Six, I keep odd hours, so I'm usually always available to meet 'em in their parking lots right after work whether they get off at midnight, 2AM, 6AM, or anytime in between.
Me, I like young guys, all young guys get me going, but it all started when I got a crush on one at my local market. I sent him a letter with my e-mail and cell, and got lucky; he called. Always looking for head, he was really cute with a little moustache, short brown hair and piercing blue eyes, about six inches uncut. He really liked my work, because he recommended me to about four of his coworkers, and before long I had a regular route going, almost every night. Most of 'em are straight and just want to get head, which is great, I LOVE giving great head and don't have to have anyone do anything to me unless they want, but the other day I really lucked out and this guy I'd been with about five times said "Got a surprise for you tonight... I didn't wear any deodorant today!" as pulled of his shirt, lifted his arm and said "You can lick my pits if you want" and Dude, did I ever go to work. He smelled GREAT, the hormones in that smell drove me CRAZY. Drove him really wild too, because he said "I got another surprise for you... tonight I want to do something for you" and he started slipping on a condom on that thick nine, almost ten incher of his. I couldn't believe it, he's really bone thin skinny and I'm, well, pretty damn fat, but there it was, the biggest hung stud of all my Dudes and he WANTED to fuck me. "You've gotten me off so good so many times and I've never done anything back, but tonight, I'm gonna make you cum FIRST." Most people, including his friends, thought he was butt-ugly, but at that moment, he was the hottest man on the planet to ME.
And damn, did he EVER. Make me cum first, I mean. He was slow and careful, and I don't think I'd ever been fucked more slowly. At first. Then when it really started feeling good, he seemed to know and picked up the pace, and by the time we hit the end he was slamming me so hard and deep I went out of my mind, cumming the most intense orgasm of my life and cum just pouring out of me in one unending stream instead of spurts. I think I screamed too. My ass clamped down on his cock at the same time, and he unloaded too. Just awesome. It was amazing that someone didn't see the van rocking or hear our grunts and my scream but I usually park someplace fairly deserted, but not so deserted it looks suspicious. Afterward he turned me around, still inside me, and kissed me. I mean really kissed me. None of my guys had ever done that, and it was awesome. He really is a beautiful young guy, inside and out, and he was amazed he was able to fuck so deep and so hard... his g/f is a little thing and couldn't ever take him harder than the first five minutes.
So that's my story, hope you liked it, and if you're a horny stockboy at a Las Vegas market, e-mail at ilikeike@fastemail.us Dude! You don't have to have a monster cock, want to fuck, or kiss either... I'm just as happy to get you off only, and I like all of you... never saw a stockboy I didn't instantly want to give head to.