Preamble
Date: 08/27/2022
Author: Spike Meyers
E-Mail: SpikeMeyers@gmail.com
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My New Apprentice 06
I stepped back into the hot tub, sat down next to him, and pulled him over onto my lap. He leaned back against me and I wrapped my arms around his waist resting my hands on his flat belly. I could feel the silky hairs of his happy trail and gently played with them between my fingers. I squeezed him gently and kissed him on the cheek. "I never want to let you go," I said softly in his ear.
He wrapped his legs around mine and locked his feet behind my calves as he settled back into me. He leaned his head back and rested it on my shoulder, seemingly, surrendering himself to me. "I feel you so strongly," he whispered softly. I felt such a strong surge of energy flow through my body. I was so consumed with desire for him. I leaned down and kissed him on the cheek leaving my lips pressed against his face. He turned towards me and kissed me gently.
I placed my hand on the back of his head and kissed him again. He reached up and placed his hand on the back of my neck pulling me to him. I felt his tongue enter my mouth as he moaned audibly. I kissed him softly but passionately. He suddenly pulled me tighter and forced his tongue deep into my mouth. He kissed me hard and I loved every second of it. I so savored his taste and this time I was the one doing all of the moaning. I felt so strongly connected to him.
He released me from his kiss and retracted his tongue. He pulled back slightly but left his hand on the back of my neck. He looked hard into my eyes and smiled. I fell head-over-heels that very second. I was hooked, line and sinker. I kissed him softly. He released his grip on my neck, turned his head, and settled back into me.
I ran my hand gently down his torso until I felt his pubes on my fingertips. I raked my fingers through his bush and continued down his beautiful, slender body. I ran my hand gently over his hip and down his thigh. I caressed up his inner thigh to his balls, gently kneading his sack. He gasped and brought his hand up and gripped the back of my neck again.
He moaned loudly, turned his head towards me and pulled me down to his lips. He kissed me passionately and instinctively spread his legs wider. I cupped his balls in my hand and slid my finger gently over his perinium. He opened his mouth, his tongue still deep in my mouth, and panted heavily. I continued down his taint and gently ran the pad of my finger over his rosebud. He pulled back from our kiss gasping. I made one more gentle pass over his rosebud and cupped his balls in my hand. He looked longingly into my eyes as if he has never before felt such pleasure. I picked him up into my arms, stepped out of the hot tub and carried him into the house. He wrapped his arms around my neck and held on. I carried him to the bedroom and gently laid him down on the bed. I brushed the hair from his face and kissed him passionately as I caressed down his beautiful, slender body, taking his cock in my hand for the very first time.
His cock was iron-hard. I fondled his cock lovingly as I kissed him. I pulled back from our kiss and worked my way down his body leaving a trail of kisses behind. I buried my nose is his long, silky pubes and inhaled deeply. I couldn't wait any longer and took the head of his cock in my mouth. He moaned loudly as I worked my tongue all over and under his knob. "Oh God!" He bellowed out, grabbing a handful of bed sheet in each hand. He arched his back as hissed through his teeth. I stuck my tongue in his piss slit tasting his sweet goo.
I reached under him and cupped his sweet, little ass in my hands and swallowed his cock whole. "Fuck!" He yelled out. I instinctively knew that he was so overly stimulated that he was about to cum any second. I wanted to prolong his pleasure as long as possible. I started sucking his cock in a long, slow rhythm; all the way down and all the way up. I wanted him to feel my tongue on every millimeter of his shaft. When I came back up, I felt the head of his cock flare out and I pulled off. His cock stood tall, proud, and throbbing quickly to his heartbeat.
I took his balls in my mouth and made sweet love to them rolling them gently around in my mouth. I looked up to see a slim, clear string hanging down to his belly from the tip of his cock. I released his balls and took his cock back in my mouth savoring the taste of the sweet fluid. I released his cock, and stuck my nose under his balls. I ran my tongue over his taint and heard him gasp loudly again. I spent some time licking and lapping his taint before I made my way further south.
I lifted him up slightly and stuck my tongue between his ass cheeks. "Oh My God!" he called out. I dove in and ate his ass with a frenzy. I couldn't get enough of him. I pulled him tight against my face as I attempted to penetrate him with my tongue. He was so tight, it wasn't easy. I got him good and wet; eventually he started to loosen up. I finally gained entry and stuck my tongue up his ass as far as I could. I started tongue fucking him until he was thrashing about on the bed like a crazy man.
I could feel him bearing down on me in an attempt to get my tongue farther up his ass. He was obviously enjoying his first rim job. His cock was leaking like a sieve. I withdrew my tongue and took his cock back in my mouth sucking the goo off that had leaked down his shaft. He started thrusting up into my mouth; bucking wildly. I loved it. He was really letting go and enjoying himself. "Eat me, daddy," he called out through clenched teeth. I felt his body tense as he gripped the sheets in both hands. I could feel his cock expand in my mouth as his orgasm quickly approached.
"Fuck! You're gonna make me cum!" he yelled out. I felt the first shot hit the back of my throat and sealed my lips tighter around his glorious cock. Volley after volley squirted from his cock filling my mouth with his precious gift. I was surprised he shot so much for such a little guy. Once he stopped shooting, I took his cock down my throat and remained stationary. He grabbed my wrists and held on tight. I could hear him almost whimpering. His eyes were still closed and his breathing still a bit labored. I gently released him savoring the last drops of his previous nectar and slowly crawled up the bed. I snuggled up next to him, rested my hand on his belly, leaned over, and gently kissed him on the lips.
He placed his hand on top of mine and opened his eyes. He smiled up at me as I gazed into his eyes. "Are you OK?" I asked him softly. I was hoping he was not going to be remorseful after the fact and want to run away.
"I'm great," he answered softly. "My body feels like jello, but I feel awesome. That was so incredible. I have never experienced anything like that before; what you did, it felt so fucking amazing. You made me cum so hard."
"I'm glad you enjoyed it, gorgeous. I most certainly did." I leaned over and gently kissed him again. I was elated that he kissed me back. "You're not having any icky feelings?" I asked him.
"Oh God no. I feel great. He reached up and pulled me down to him. "Thank you," he said and kissed me. "I was concerned that you would be remorseful after the fact. Especially since this was your first time with a man," I calmly stated.
"Perhaps I would be if it had been just a sex act with a stranger, but that's not how it felt to me. It was with you and I wanted to be with you. For the first time, I thoroughly enjoyed having sex. It felt safe and natural to me. It sounds strange to me when I say that it felt natural out loud considering it was my first time with a man, but that's how it felt. It's like coming home to your favorite place. That kind of feeling."
"Good, I'm so glad to hear you say that. I don't have to keep myself in reserve with you anymore then?" I asked him.
"What do you mean, reserve?" he asked.
"I don't have to stop myself from touching you or kissing you or pinching that sweet ass of yours or touching your gorgeous cock; that's what I mean," I smiled down at him.
"Most definitely not, daddy; go for it. Truthfully, even before this, I loved you touching me," he responded.
I reached down and grabbed Joel's spent cock and felt seepage on his cock knob. I scooped up the precious fluid and licked it off my finger. "Naught boy; what's it taste like?" he asked.
"It's so good; it tastes like heaven. You've never tasted your own cum?" I asked surprised at his question.
"No, not really. I guess it never really occurred to me to taste it," he answered.
"It's not for everyone. Personally speaking, I love it. Everyone tastes different to a certain degree, but your cum, specifically, tastes creamy, smooth, and somewhat sweet with a tinge of salt. I wanted to suck you off the second I saw you. You came a lot too may I add.
What we just did, I think is the most intimate thing you can share with your partner. When you give him your cum and he swallows it, to me, you are giving him your essence. He's absorbing a part of you. Tonight, you gave me a piece of yourself. Some cultures go as far as feeding young boys' semen because they believe it will make them grow into strong men."
"I've never met anyone like you before; you're a trip. You can have my cum whenever you want if it makes you happy," he smiled.
"It does; it makes me very happy," I told him. Do you want to hop back into the hot tub?" I asked him.
"Sure, another beer sounds good too," he answered.
The slider is open," Joel commented as we walked through the living room on the way back out to the hot tub.
"I didn't bother to close it when I carried you to the bedroom," I said. "I was a little preoccupied at the time; you were my primary focus."
I woke up at 7 AM. Joel was sound asleep looking like the angle he is. I leaned over and kissed him on the butt cheek and sneaked out of bed. I walked out to the kitchen to put the coffee on. I was standing in front of the coffee pot waiting impatiently for it to brew enough to steal a partial cup. I must have been half asleep standing there because Joel startled me when he walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around me.
"Good morning, gorgeous," I said as I grabbed another mug from the cupboard.
"Morning, daddy," he said and kissed me on the back between the shoulder blades. I grabbed the coffee carafe, still only half full, and started to pour coffee into each mug as I felt Joel's hand slide down to my crotch. He quickly ran his fingers through my bush and wrapped his hand around my cock.
I almost dropped the carafe. He has never touched my cock before; this was a first. I was so pleasantly surprised but I didn't react to it. My cock certainly started to respond but I elected not to. I just wanted to see how far he wanted to go with it. I slowly turned around and he let go of my dick.
"That was a nice surprise," I said softly. He looked up into my eyes and smiled as he gently wrapped his hand around my cock again.
"I have wanted to do this so many times but I didn't have the courage," he said softly. "I want to pleasure you, but I'm afraid I'll disappoint you."
I cupped his beautiful face in my hands and looked directly into his eyes. "I want you to listen carefully to me, gorgeous. You are not going to disappoint me, Joel. So much has happened in the two days we have known each other. I want you to take your time with all of these changes going on; you need time to process your feelings. I'm not going anywhere; I'm in no hurry. I don't want you to put pressure on yourself needlessly. It will happen when it happens. This is not a tit-for-tat situation. Understood?" Joel nodded his head that he understood what I was saying. I kissed him on the lips and hugged him tight. I turned around and filled our coffee mugs. I grabbed a sugar packet for Joel's coffee and we returned to the bedroom. We settled back into bed and Joel stayed right next to me. It almost seemed as if he couldn't get close enough but I did not sense that he was having any anxiety or troubling feelings at all; he seemed content.
During the course of the next forty minutes, Joel and I finished off the entire pot of coffee. He set the empty mug down on the floor and snuggled right up next to me. He placed his leg on top of mine and draped his arm around my waist, resting his head on my chest. I hugged him tight and gently caressed his back. We chatted aimlessly for the next thirty minutes until I noticed the time.
"As much as I hate to say this," I said, "I have to jump in the shower and get ready for my shift at the store. I ran my hand down his back to his cute ass and squeezed a globe. "I'd much rather stay here and eat that flawless ass of yours all day. "What are you going to do today?" I asked him.
"I'm not sure yet. I'll find something to keep myself occupied until you get home. Maybe I'll hang around here and think about you eating my ass all day," he giggled as he jumped up and off the bed. He collected the coffee mugs and headed towards the kitchen.
As I watched him walk out of the bedroom, I thought to myself, "he certainly seems to have no guilt feelings about us having sex last night." I was pleasantly pleased he was OK with everything that happened. Perhaps he is coming out of his shell. I jumped up and headed to the bathroom.
I stepped into the shower, turned the shower head to face the wall, and turned the water on. I adjusted to controls regulating the water temperature and heard the shower door slide open. I turned around letting the water cascade down my back side to see Joel's handsome, smiling face. "I thought I'd wash your back unless you have an objection," he said.
"You can wash my back anytime, gorgeous." I reached up and brushed the hair back from his face and kissed him. Instantly, I felt my dick begin to rise. I smiled at him and looked down at my cock. "This is what you do to me; look at that," I said pointing down at my rising appendage.
In complete silence, Joel dropped to his knees in the shower. He wrapped his hand around the base of my cock and took the head in his mouth. I moaned heavily as his hot, wet mouth engulfed the head of my dick. I closed my eyes and placed one hand on the shower wall, and the other on the shower door, bracing myself.
He started flicking his tongue over and around the head of my cock which always sends me right into orbit. I can cum so easily when a guy does that to my dick. I moaned and looked down at him as he tongued my knob. "That feels so good, baby," I cooed. He continued for another thirty seconds and stood up.
`I want you to cum in my mouth," he said with baited breath. "I want to know how that feels; what it tastes like. I've been thinking about it a lot," he said almost as if he were pleading.
"OK, we can definitely make that happen. When the time is right and you're ready, we can do that," I told him as my cock twitched at the thought. "I want to do it now; I'm ready now. I don't want to wait."
"Why the sudden urgency, baby? Unfortunately, I am a little pressed for time at the moment. This is something that I think we should take our time with, so we can both enjoy the experience. I want you to hopefully enjoy it as much as I do. Don't you think that would be best?"
I could see the disappointment in his face. "Yeah, you're right; I get it," he said. "I'm so curious. I mean, I could tell how much you loved it when I came in your mouth last night. I want to know what that feels like."
"You will; I promise, just not right this second. OK?"
"Yeah, OK; I can wait. Turn around, daddy, I'll wash your back," he smiled giving me a nudge.
I grabbed the shower gel and handed it to Joel. He squeezed a glob of it in his hand and proceeded to wash my back. He ran his hands gently down the center of my back. "Your muscles are so sexy," he said. He cupped an ass cheek in each hand and squeezed. He ran a single finger down the crack of my ass as I had done to him the previous night, and gently circled around my perinium. He came back up running his finger through the crack of my ass over my rosebud.
I took a deep breath and moaned audibly. "What's good for the goose is good for the gander," he whispered softly. My dick was so hard it hurt. I reached down, wrapped my hand around my hard cock and started a gentle stroke. I let go of my cock and turned around abruptly.
I grabbed Joel and kissed him hard and passionately. "You make me fucking crazy!" I groaned in his mouth. I released his tongue and looked directly in his eyes. "I am so going to feed you my load tonight." He reached out and grabbed my hard cock. As soon as I felt his hand on my dick, I almost shot my load.
I stood in the garage and watched Randy back out. He pulled out into the street, waved goodbye and off he went. I watched until he turned the corner and disappeared. I closed the garage door and walked back into the house.
As soon as I stepped into the house, I found myself slipping out of my shorts. It dawned on me that there is something to being nude; I like it. For the first time in my life, I can be free, especially with Randy. My life has completely changed in less than thirty-six hours; all because of Randy.
I'm not the same person I was just three days ago. I'm someone else now; this new person that I barely recognize. It was a little scary to think that you have been person "A" all your life and then you realize that you're really person "B". Thankfully, I have Randy to help me sort stuff out. Because I have Randy, I feel safe.
I stepped into the walk-in and immediately spotted the clothes hamper packed full of dirty laundry. I grabbed the hamper and headed to the laundry room.
As I drove to the thrift store, my thoughts revolved around Joel. Things are moving so incredibly fast. It's as if a tornado is speeding through our lives; individually and collectively. The guy just makes my head spin; it is challenging to keep my feelings in check. Physically, he pushes all my buttons and I think he is such a sweet person inside. I am enormously enamored with him. I could so easily let myself fall in love with him.
My dick has been leaking since the shower incident this morning. I reached down into my shorts, ran my finger over my knob scooping up the ooze from my dick head, and licked it from my finger. I had no choice but to wear underwear today so I wasn't greeting customers with an obvious wet spot in my shorts. I was sort of anxious to get to work so I had other things to focus my attention on. I wondered what Joel was doing at home.
I decided to do all of the laundry and dumped the entire contents of my satchel on the laundry room floor. I didn't have much but it wouldn't hurt to launder everything. I emptied Randy's hamper and sorted the clothes. Most of Randy's dirty laundry consisted of t-shirts, shorts and jeans. As I picked up a pair of his shorts, I had a sudden urge to bring the crotch of his shorts to my face. "What the fuck is wrong with me? I'm turning into such a perv!" I said to myself. I have never even considered doing something like that before. I felt my dick responding quickly to just the thought of doing it.
I pressed his shorts against my face only to be disappointed that his shorts smelled more like Downy fabric softener than him. I stood up and slipped them on as my dick continued to rise anyway. They were way too big for me but it gave me a charge never-the-less. Had it not been for my hardon, they would have slipped right off of my body.
I looked down at the floor to see one of Randy's t-shirts. He obviously had worn it while he was working on the house because it was rather soiled. I bent over, picked it up, and pressed it against my face. Again, I detected fabric softener. Disappointed, I pressed the arm pits of his shirt directly to my nose and inhaled deeply. This time, I detected a whiff of him and instantly, my dick got harder. I reached down inside of Randy's shorts and wrapped my hand around my cock as I pressed his shirt firmly to my face.
I pulled by dick flat against my belly and let Randy's shorts fall to the floor. Immediately I pictured Randy's image in my head; the one of me on my knees before him in the shower this morning, his cock in my mouth. I stroked by cock harder thinking of him cumming in my mouth. My balls started to churn and I came so hard I shot my load cross the laundry room. My body quivered and my legs felt like limp spaghetti. I dropped to my knees, Randy's shorts still around my ankles.
I maintained that position until my breathing returned to normal. I looked down at my crotch, I was still holding my half-hard dick in my hand. The cum had oozed out and over my fingers. Suddenly, I heard Randy's voice in my head. "Haven't you ever tasted your own cum?" I remembered him asking.
I let go of my cock, brought my hand up and looked at the cum on my fingers. I heard Randy's voice in my head again, "Your cum tastes so good." I stuck out my tongue and timidly, took a little taste. I did not taste much of anything, so I took a big lick of my finger. This time, I got much more. I rolled it around a little in my mouth. To my surprise, just like Randy said, it tasted creamy, smooth; kind of sweet with a hint of salt. It was certainly a unique taste. I licked what little was left from my fingers and wondered if Randy's cum tasted like that. I stood up and felt a little narcissistic. I like the taste of my own cum. I never would have guessed. I wasted so many loads in the past. I don't know why it never occurred to me to taste my own jizz.
Throughout my shift at the thrift store, I found myself thinking of Joel and watching the clock. It made me feel like a young schoolgirl with a case of puppy love. I also felt a little foolish at my age, but enjoyed the feelings never-the-less. I just met this guy and already he's under my skin.
About 1:30 business in the store calmed down quite a bit. I was standing at the register with nothing to do when this guy walks in. My gaydar went off immediately. I've never seen him before. He was a couple of years my senior, salt and pepper hair, clean shaven, nicely put-together and quite handsome. He walked in and gave me a nice smile so I smiled back and welcomed him into the store. "If there is anything I can help you with, don't hesitate to ask," I told him.
He nodded his head, smiled and walked away. He stopped at the end of the counter and looked over his shoulder at me. He caught me checking him out, smiled and kept on walking. In the fourteen or so months that I have volunteered here, this is the first time something like this has happened. He was a good-looking, sexy guy and I had no real interest in flirting with him. If something like this happened last week, before I met Joel, I would have been all over him.
My manager stepped out of the office behind the register. She's such a sweet lady; I'm quite fond of her. "Why don't you take off honey," she said to me. "I'll man the register for the rest of the day. We close in just over an hour; it's unlikely that we will get busy again. Go on; take off darling. I'll see you next week."
"Are you sure, Mona?" I asked her. "I don't mind staying."
"Go. Get out of here. You're young; go find some sweet, young thing to play with," she said with a wave of her hand.
"I already have," I thought to myself.
I pulled into the driveway and opened the garage door. I was amazed; the garage was so clean. "What the hell happened?" I asked myself. I pulled the car into the garage and everything was in its place, a bit different that it was when I left just three and a half hours earlier.
I closed the garage door and got out of the car. I stood there for a few seconds looking around. All the tools were back up on their respective hooks, the circular saw was on the work bench off the floor, the work horses were stacked neatly to the side. I walked into the house; it was clean too. As clean as a construction zone can be. Certainly, much cleaner than it was when I left this morning.
I figured Joel was in the bedroom. I stepped into the bedroom to find the bed made and fresh sheets. It looked so nice. "Joel?" I called out to him.
"Be right there," he called out from the walk-in, "just finishing up."
I stood in the doorway and not two seconds later, this vision stepped out from the walk-in. I stood there in awe; my eyes bulging from their sockets.
"So, what do you think?" he asked standing there in the nude, his arms raised mid-way.
I stepped up to him, my hand caressing his beautiful face. I couldn't speak for a second. "Oh my God! You are so gorgeous, baby. What ever made you shave your beard off?" I asked him in complete surprise.
"It was time," he answered. "Plus, I knew it would make you happy," he smiled. "Do you like it?" he asked.
"Oh God! I love it. I can see your entire beautiful face now. Those dimples of yours; fuck! You're so beautiful, Joel. I don't know what to say. I reached out, pulled him to me and squeezed him tight. "God, you're so beautiful!" I repeated myself. "I can't believe you did this. The house looks awesome by the way. So does the garage. My baby has been a busy boy today."
"I wanted to do something nice for you to show you my appreciation for what you've done for me. This is the full extent of my abilities at the moment. I gave it my best shot."
"It's wonderful, Joel. Truly, you look awesome and so does the house. It looks great; thank you so much."
Joel glanced over at the clock. "Aren't you a little early?" he asked.
"Yeah, thankfully, I got off early. I'm so glad I did; this is such an awesome surprise."
"I have one more thing to show you, daddy," he said as he stepped to the side and motioned to the walk-in. "Go ahead, take a look."
I flipped the switch on and stepped into the closet. "Oh my God! You did the laundry too?" Everything looked immaculate; the pants were on hangers, the shirts were on hangers. Everything was folded and neatly placed on the shelves. "Wow, wow, wow! It looks phenomenal, baby. You're going to make an excellent husband."
"What?" he said, as he started to giggle, suddenly self-conscious. "The stuff that comes out of your mouth, daddy. I just don't know about you sometimes."
I stepped up to him and took him in my arms. "You know you make me crazy; that you know," I whispered in his ear. I released him, cupped his beautiful face in my hands and kissed him. "I know you must be hungry after all of this. What do you say we go get something to eat?"
"Sounds good; I am hungry. Can we stop somewhere on the way back and buy a swim suit? I'd like to check out the community pool you mentioned the other day."
"Absolutely, we can do that, gorgeous. We'll pick up something for dinner too while we're out."
We had just finished a late lunch and pulled out onto route 60. "Look, up ahead," Joel said pointing the way. There's a Walmart; let's go there."
"I was thinking more like Kohl's," I said.
"Where's Kohl's?" he asked.
"Honestly, I'm not sure. Shopping is not my thing. I think it's the next town over. I'll have to ask Google," I answered him.
"Walmart is right there. Let's just go there. Isn't Kohls a department store? They're probably more expensive. Let's just go to Walmart."
"OK, Walmart it is." I flipped my indicator on and pulled over into the far-right lane.
We walked into the store and were immediately welcomed by a kind-looking, portly gentlemen. I looked on ahead and spotted a huge sign hanging from the ceiling that read Men's Apparel. "There, that way I said to Joel," as I placed my hand on the small of his back guiding him forward. Unlike the situation in the garage, he was completely unfazed by my touch. I removed my hand anyway since we were in public.
The men's clothing section was like a maze so we meandered through the racks and shelving and finally found swim suits. I was disappointed to see that they were all so long. Most of what I could see went all the way down to the kneecap or beyond. When did that happen? We looked through everything and finally found a suit that should fit Joel's little waist. The suit was shorter in length for which I was extremely grateful. We each selected two suits since they were only $9 each.
"You should try them on baby; just to make sure they fit you," I suggested.
"What about you? Are you going to try yours on too?" he asked. "I don't think so, these are 34's; they'll fit me fine," I answered him. "Let's go see if we can find the fitting rooms."
We stepped out from between the racks and Joel said, "there they are," pointing the way. We walked over to the dressing rooms to see an elderly woman standing behind the counter, engrossed in her phone. I thought that a bit odd because you generally don't see many people of age obsessed with their cell phones. She was all of about 5' 5" if that. She had snow-white hair, bright-red finger nails, long dangling ear rings, think, black framed eye glasses, and she was wearing the blue, Walmart vest.
We walked up to the counter. "Excuse me, do you have a vacant fitting room available?" I asked her. Without looking up from her phone, she reached to her side, grabbed a key with a very large plastic tab on it marked 2. She held up the key, again without looking up from her phone, and handed it to me. "Thank you," I said.
"Yup. The fitting rooms are back there," she said pointing over her shoulder with her thumb.
"Thank you," I said again and placed my hand on the small of Joel's back. He looked at me and I just shrugged my shoulders. We walked back to the fitting rooms and I inserted the key in door number 2, opened it, and stepped inside. For a dressing room, it was quite large with a huge full-length mirror on the wall above the bench. I looked up to see that the fitting room even had a sort of drop ceiling. I expected it to be completely open-air. I was very favorably impressed.
Joel stepped in behind be and closed the door. "Fitting rooms always give me the hee-bee-gee-bees," he said. "I always wonder if someone is watching."
I flicked my eyebrows at him and said, "Show um what you got gorgeous. Trust me, if someone is watching, they will not be disappointed."
"That doesn't exactly make me feel better," he said with a smile.
"Maybe this will," I said as I sat down on the bench and pulled him towards me.
I lifted his shirt up and off him and placed it on the bench next to me. He looked down at me and flashed me that perfect smile of his. I unfasted his shorts, pulled the zipper down and let them fall to the floor around his ankles.
I reached up and cupped his beautiful package in my hands and kissed him on the belly. He moaned lightly and placed his hands on my shoulders. "I can feel what your thinking," he whispered. "I'm not sure that's a good idea."
"I smiled up at him and took his delicious, soft dick in my mouth. He moaned and pressed his fingers into my shoulders. "God, that feels so amazing, daddy," he whispered softly. I could hardly hear him. I started sucking his magnificent cock and felt it growing rapidly in my mouth. I quickly got into a steady rhythm and in no time, he was at full mast.
"Randy, if we don't stop right now, you're going to make me cum," he whispered down at me. Hearing him say that inspired me. I increased suction and sped up my rhythm a little and in seconds, I got my reward. I heard Joel trying to stifle his moan as he grabbed my head in both hands and filled my mouth with his sweet juice. I savored his offering before I swallowed wanting more. I continued to suckle him as his cock started to descend. He became sensitive and started fidgeting so I released him.
"I can't believe we just did that," he whispered. "And in a fucking Walmart of all places. You are turning me into such a perv," he smiled.
He stepped to the side and picked the swim trunks up and slid them on. He stood up and looked at himself in the mirror. "Looks like they fit fine. What do you think, daddy?" he asked.
I stepped behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist as we stood in front of the full-length mirror. "They look really good on you, gorgeous. You could wear a burlap sack and look good. That light-green color looks really good against your tan. You look awesome."
I gently slid the swim trunks down just below his balls. Personally, I prefer this look," I whispered in his ear as I cupped his crotch. "Let's get out of here while we can," I whispered and kissed him on the cheek.
"Thank you," I said to the woman as I placed key number 2 on the counter. "You bet," she responded, her head still buried in her phone.