This is a story about the local grocery store. I am finding that a lot of hot guys go there. And work there.
This tale is about the big burly biker that I saw there the other day. Typical leather jacket, beard, jeans and et. But it wasn't his intimidating look that suggests this story. But it was the huge (I mean huge) bulge splayed in those jeans. Talk about a 'BULL'
Enjoy. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Grabbing Groceries (Biker Bull (1)
There is the grocery store I got to near me. It's half way between work and home. So I stop there quite frequently to grab weekly Groceries. Or even sometimes just a quick frozen pizza or something. All the employees are friendly and it's a really nice, neat store.
Well I was there one day getting a pizza for dinner. Bad day and I did not want to cook. I just wanted to sit back and watch TV, and vegitate there until bed time. And just throwing a pizza in the oven was the best. So I went to my favorite store to get it, and some beer to relax with.
"Ahhhh pizza" I said when I went down that aisle
I grabbed a hardy looky pizza and then went to the beer aisle and grabbed some beer. A nice smooth lager at that.
When I came around the corner to the beer aisle I saw a big leather clad guy there. I mean he was big. Maybe 6'2" and burly. Baseball cap in his head and a biker jacket with eagle emblem on the back. So I surmised he was a biker.
"He looks scary" I first thought
He was grabbing some beer as well. Then he turned to look inmy direction as he picked up some beers. That's when my eyes dropped from his broad meaty face and heavy beard.
"Holy shot!" My head screamed
My eyes immediately went down to and became glued to this dudes crotch. The jeans he wore were trying to contain what appeared to be a thick snake in them. I couldnt even tear my eyes from the thing. It was enormous, even as he stood there. But then as I finally did, my eyes went up to his face. He was looking right at me. And the biker had an eveil grin on his face.
"Hey" he huffed at me
I was about to turn and go in the other direction. But then as he called out again he reached down and grabbed himself.
"Hey queer" he called out
"See something you like"
His big meaty hand had reached down and hefted his huge bulge. There was indeed a snake in his pants. He held and shook his huge crotch at me. Then he came towards me
"Come here gay boy" he said to me.
"I see ya looking at my junk"
"You want it.!"
Fear and lust kept me frozen in my spot. Then he came up to me. He looked scary to say the least. Big thick and that bulge looked utterly scary as well. We were at the edge of aisle. And then he regarded me with amean looking face. He reached down and cupped at the huge package he possessed. He then leaned in to me and growled at me
"You want this pussy boy" he huffed
"Yeah it's big"
"I know it's what yer wondering"
Then he looked around. He noticed there was a doorway to the back. 'Employees only' it said. He then grabbed me and pulled me to it. Then the bikerhhauled me to the back of the place. There was no one around as the employee's seemed to be in the store area. With the customers. He looked around some more. There were shelves and aisle of stocking merchandise. Boxes and palettes and such.
"Hmmm that loos like a good place" he then said
"Come on fucker"
He again grabbed my arm. The biker then dragged me down the sides of shelves. After a few turns passed large boxes and shelves, I was lead to what appeared to be the receiving area of the store. It was away from pretty much the other parts of the place. And behind very large stacked boxes. There was a desk and books and stuff there.
"Yeah good place" he said
"No one will come back here"
"Now come here and get on this"
I was just on shock. I couldn't believe that what was happening, was happening. He pulled off his jacket and tossed it aside. Then he stood there in just a T-shirt and those poor struggling jeans. He looked at me with an almost menacing glare.
"Come on faggot" he growled
"Don't have a whole lotta time"
"So come over here and suck this"
He grabbed at the massive mound he had. It was probably the biggest thing I have ever seen trapped in jeans. I was now starting to sweat. Fear and lust all combining into a frenzy of thoughts and feelings. My head pounding from them, my heart racing at the whole situation. My hands sweating as much as my head was. Then he squeezed his big mound in hand. Its seemed to bloat all the more as my eyes were still locked onto it. I couldn't take any more. So I dropped to my knees.
"That's better boy" he said
Then he stopped to me and shoved his crotch at me. I swallowed hard as I was transfixed by the mound before me. So I reached for it. Touching it with my own hand. The large lump dwarfing my hand as I grabbed at it.
I felt it. The sheer mass pushing at his crotch. I was literally dizzy with my lust now. So I moved in and shoved my face against his bull crotch. I ground my face and nose into the large mass. Inhaling the smell of him. Sweat, cigarettes and boose. And traces of old sex.
"Yeah that's is fucker" he said
"Go for my dick faggot"
"Go for Jake's big ole dick"................
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To be continued