My Pleasant Surprise by Jonathan Perkins Copyright 2019 All Rights Reserved
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MY PLEASANT SURPRISE
My name is Bob Andrews. I'm 29 years old, in good physical shape, single, straight and live by myself in a small apartment not far from work. I work second shift at the local mill in a small southern town. When I get out of work I usually stop at the convenience store down the block and get a pack of cigarettes and sometimes a six pack of beer. The girl behind the counter is always very friendly and we have begun flirting with each other. Debbie is cute, short hair, nice legs and ass but rather flat chested. She looks younger than the 21 years of age she has to be to legally sell beer. She claims she is 24 but I really don't care. As long as she is over 18 in case we go any further than flirting and I can get her to go home with me. Sometimes she is stocking the shelves when I come in so we chat while she finishes what she is doing. I'm not in any hurry and I enjoy her company. On occasion there is a local cop who stops in about the same time I do. He chats with Debbie and asks her how her night is going. He also chats me up, trying to casually find out more about me. I think he also has a thing for her and doesn't want any competition. Once when I had my ID out to buy beer, he was in the store and picked up my ID and was reading my info.
"You can run my name and Social if you'd like," I quipped to him.
"I've already run your plate on your truck. I just wanted to make sure this matched. I have to look out for Debbie and make sure you're not some whacko. After all she is here all alone."
"Not all alone, I'm here with her. And as you have checked me out you know I'm not a whacko or anyone to bring any harm to her. But I like the fact that she has a guardian angel." I smiled to him.
"No offense intended, Mr. Andrews, just doing my job."
And with that he said good night to Debbie. I would swear he winked at her as he walked out of the store. After that night he would drive by the store, slow down, wave to us and then drives off. I really did feel he was jealous of me. But no matter. I came in one night and Debbie was in the back getting goods to stock shelves when I heard a crash and heard her curse. I ran back and found her on the floor with case of soda all over her. She had knocked them over trying to move them. I helped her up and started to help her re-stack the soda.
"Thanks, Bob, but you don't need to help. Let me ring you up and you can be on your way."
"Don't be silly, I'm glad to help you." We chatted and flirted with each other as we worked.
A few bottles of the soda had broken and spilled on the floor. Debbie stepped in the soda and slipped. I reach out and caught her before she hit the floor. She looked back at me and smiled as I held her.
"Geez, Bob I guess I did need your help after all. I'm a real klutz tonight."
Continuing my flirting, "I knew some day you'd fall for me." We both chuckled and Debbie smiled and said,
"In more ways than one I'm afraid." And with that Debbie reached up and kissed me full on the mouth.
Wow! There it was. I might have a shot with her after all.
"Maybe I can take you out for a drink after your shift is over?"
"Sure, if we can have that drink at your place."
Dam, I hit the jackpot! This was going to be a night to remember. We finished with the soda and I went and got my beer and some chips. It had taken us a while to straighten up and I really had to take a piss.
"I know you don't have a public rest room here, but I won't make it home with out peeing my pants. Any chance I could use the employee bathroom?"
"After helping me clean up you're an honorary employee so no problem. Besides I have to get a mop to clean up the spilled soda."
I followed her to the back to the storeroom and she opened the door to the bathroom. She turned on the light and went in and got the mop. I closed the door as she left and went to the toilet. I undid my jeans and tried to take out my cock to piss. I had a piss boner going and it was difficult to get my 7" cock out of the fly so I undid my jeans and slid them and my underwear down to my knees. Just as I had started pissing the door open and Debbie walked in.
"Hey, what the hell? A little privacy if you don't mind!"
"Sorry but I have to piss as well so I thought I might as well join you." She said as she walked up to the toilet.
I had to piss so bad there was no way I was going to be able to stop mid stream so I continued to piss as she stared at my cock.
"Nice equipment you're packing, Bob."
"I usually don't show it off this way. You're going to have to wait until I finish before you can have your turn."
"No, we can piss together."
This had wondering how this would be possible as she reached down, unzipped her pant and pulled out a 6" cut and shaved cock, pointed it at the bowl and started to piss. I was awe struck. Here this cute girl I had been flirting with for weeks, this girl that had just kissed me wasn't a girl but was a guy! I lost track of where I was pissing and started to miss the bowl.
"Hey, be careful Bob or we'll have another mess to clean up." She reached over and grabbed my cock and aimed it back to the bowl.
My mind was going a hundred miles an hour. Debbie's hand on my cock send an electric wave of arousal threw my body, brought it to full hardness and yet grossed me out at the same time that a guy was holding my cock. Watching the smile on her face started to calm my anxiety but it was still all too weird. I looked down and took a good look at her cock and confirmed that it was in deed a man's cock and not a fake penis. I finished pissing and Debbie shook the last drops off and then gave me a stroke or two for good measure.
"Anything else to come out of there?" she asked with a devilish grin.
"But who . . . what are . . . why did . . ." I couldn't even get out a full sentence to try and get all of this straight in my mind, no pun intended.
"My younger sister used to work this store before she found a better job. I used to come by and keep and eye on her and help her stock shelves. The franchise contract says the store has to be open 24/7 but the owner lets us close at 1:00 if the shelves are stocked and ready for the next day. He pays us for a full shift so his labor records jive with a 24/7 schedule. When my sister left the owner offered me the job because he knew I was ok with his fudging the hours. I started wearing my sisters uniform until mine came in but the owner said if I didn't mind it would save him from ordering new uniforms for me. I went along and he gave me $100, half the cost of new uniforms. A lot of people like you assume I'm a girl because of my looks and my hair. And the best part is I'm gay so I like it when the cute guys flirt with me. Like you." She, I mean he, smiled and gave my cock a few more strokes. "And it looks like you like the way I flirt."
Now as I stated, I'm totally straight. Never touched a guy's cock, never had thoughts of fooling around with a guy in any way. But somehow the rapport we had built up made me feel if not comfortable, definitely aroused having my cock in this guy's hand.
"So what is your name then?"
"My name is Donald. Glad to meet you. I'd shake your hand but I just had some guy's cock in my hand so I better wash up first." Don smirked.
Well, Don, I think I'm glad to meet you. Although I think I felt more comfortable flirting with Debbie."
We both laughed, mine a more nervous laugh than humorous.
"I hope that offer for a drink at your place still stands," Don asked.
I didn't know what to say so I just mumbled "Ya, I guess so, if you want to."
"Of course I do. Let's close up and get going."
We went back to the front of the store and there was the cop looking around for Debbie. Boy, if he only knew.
"Hey, I was getting worried about you. I didn't see you anywhere."
"I knocked over some soda and Bob was giving me a hand cleaning it up. We're going back to his place for a drink. If you weren't on duty I'd ask you along."
"Are you sure that's a good idea? I mean Bob seems like a nice guy and all but . . ."
"Don't worry, he's met Don and has no problem with it."
"Oh, good. That's a relief for me."
I wasn't sure I had no problem with this all yet. My mind was still numb from the revelation that my cute Debbie is actually horny Don. And, shit, that cop knew all the time! Guess he figured I'd freak once I found out and might beat up Debbie, I mean Don.
We left the store and went back to my place. Once inside I got a couple of beers and gave one to Don. We sat at the kitchen table and sipped our beer. Don made more small talk about the store and the customers who flirt with him. It was almost making me jealous but I had to keep reminding myself he was a guy, I was a guy and there was nothing going to happen.
"My uniform has wet spots from the soda on it. Do you mind if I take it off?" Don inquired.
I seen guys in the locker rooms at school and the gym and wasn't going to be bothered by Don in his underwear.
"Sure, make yourself comfortable. I can get you something to put on if you'd like." Not really knowing why I said that.
"No I'm good." Don stood up and peeled off his shirt and then his pants to reveal a smooth tight body under than baggy uniform. Not exactly washboard abs, but a nice build none the less. He was wearing a thong under his pants and it really didn't cover a whole lot.
"That's better. Thanks." Don said as he took his beer and went to sit on the couch. "You should get out of those dirty work clothes as well."
That's usually the first thing I do when I get home is shed my grubby work clothes. And would have done it immediately if I had brought Debbie home with me. But now I felt a little self-conscious undressing in front of Don. I'd still have my boxers on so I wouldn't be totally naked. So I grudgingly took off my shirt and pants and went and sat next to Don on the other end of the couch. I couldn't help but glancing over at Don and his smooth sexy body. He turned sideways on the couch and had one leg pulled up off the floor, giving me an unobstructed view of his crotch. His cock was stretching the fabric of his thong and his balls were hanging out a little on either side. He finished his beer and offered to get us two more. I certainly needed more alcohol. When he returned with the beers he sat down on the couch right next to me and handed me my beer. His leg was up against mine and I felt a little uncomfortable but at the same time I hadn't felt the touch of another person flesh against mine for quite a while. I broke up with my last girlfriend over a year ago. The cold beer can was sweating and a few drops of the water fell on my thigh.
"Let me get that for you," Don offered as he ran my hand over my thigh to wipe off the few drops of water. I jumped at the touch of his hand on my leg. "Relax, I'm not going to attack you . . . unless you want me to." The smirk on his face told me that was exactly what he had in mind.
Don left his hand on my thigh after he had wiped the water off and then began slowly rubbing my leg. I was getting used to his touch on my leg and didn't pull away. It was feeling good but strange at the same time. This young guy, almost naked save his thong, caressing my leg as we drank beer in silence. He finished his beer and bent over my lap to set the can down on the end table next to me. Then he lay across my lap with his head on the armrest of the couch. He continued to rub my leg, increasing his strokes to cover more and more of my leg, going as far down as my knee and then back up also touching my crotch. As he lay across my lap, I rested my arm across his body more out of instinct than any desire to hold this guy in my lap. But somehow it felt natural to have my arm on him. I lowered my hand to hold his body tighter and then began to rub my hand across his smooth chest and upper body. I closed my eyes and my mind went back to the store and flirting with Debbie. It was Debbie in my lap that my mind was caressing and enjoying the mutual touching and rubbing. My fingers found his nipples and stopped to play with them.
"Oh man, you know how to get a guy excited, don't you?"
With that comment from Don, I snapped to and remembered it was a guy in my lap and not the hot girl from the store. But as he was talking he reached up to my boxers and grabbed my now stiff cock in his hand. His hand on my cock and the feel of his smooth chest and erect nipples overcame everything else.
"Ya, I guess I do. And you're not doing so bad yourself."
I stopped thinking about Debbie and started to enjoy the fact that I was sitting on my couch with a hot young body in my lap massaging my stiff cock and balls. I let my hand move down Don's chest and over his smooth flat stomach. I felt the fabric of this thong and knew I was at the point of no return. Did I stop this before I did something I didn't want to do or should I keep going. The answer was fairly obvious. This was something I wanted to do, at least for now. So I moved my hand further down and squeezed his erect penis straining to be freed from the tight thong. Don let out a quiet moan and lifted his left leg to give me better access to his crotch. At the same time he reached inside the opening of my boxers and pulled my cock out. He began stroking it, slow and gentle. I pushed back on the couch so as to give him more room in my lap. Then I pulled his thong to one side and freed his magnificent boner. For a small body, he had a beautiful straight and smooth 6" cut cock. I started to stroke him as well but then he let go of me. I was afraid this might be as far as we were going to go but it was only a brief halt as he deftly reached down and pulled his thong off his body. His hand went back to my crotch and as I lifted my ass off the couch he pulled my boxers off just as quickly. We were both naked on my couch, holding each other's cocks in our hands, stroking them and lost in the moment. Don rolled over towards the edge of the couch and brought his head close to my cock. His tongue gave me a lick and cleaned to precum oozing out of me. My cock twitched at the touch of his tongue and I just groaned "Oh, fuck yes, you're so dam hot!" Don snickered and then proceeded to lick my shaft with his tongue and drooling saliva all over me. In one slow bob of his head he lowered his mouth on me and took my entire cock to the base. I was in heaven. I hadn't had a bj in a very long time, too long. And it was even more arousing having this hot young naked guy sucking on my cock like it was the most natural thing in the world for two guys to do. I was so lost in the moment I felt I just had to keep going with what we had started. I swung my body down on the couch to lay between the back of the cushions and Don warm body. I threw my legs over the arm of the couch and positioned my head right in front of Don's cock. It was the first time in my life I've ever been this up close and personal to another guy. His precum was flowing so much it was dripping off the tip. I stuck my tongue out and caught a drop. Salty but sweet in a unique kind of way. I got closer and licked his mushroom head for more precum. As I did, Don moaned and reached behind me to grab my ass cheeks and pull me deeper into his mouth. Following his lead I grabbed his ass cheeks and massaged them feeling his ass muscles tighten at my touch. I took a deep breath and lowered my mouth over the tip of his cock. I was amazed at how silky smooth it felt, firm but soft at the same time. The thought of a cock in a girl's mouth was exciting but another's man cock in a guy's mouth, especially mine, seemed gross. But it was not. It was the most fantastic feeling I've ever experienced. I began to follow Don's lead and move my head up and down on his cock, getting in a rhythm with him. We were both drooling saliva out of the corners of our mouths, making for a wet, warm and slippery suck fest. I felt that familiar tingle in my cock and then my belly as my orgasm was near. Don sensed it also and sucked harder on my cock as he sped up, taking my cock as deep as possible. I gurgled with him in my mouth, "I'm cumming!" as I let go with a power shot of cum in Don's throat, followed by six or seven thrusts, less powerful but just as much volume. The sensation of my orgasm made me swallow Don's stiff rod as deep as I could, gagging but continuing to suck him. As I was getting tender from Don's attention, I felt his cock get stiffer and his balls tightened. I knew he was ready to cum but I didn't know if I was ready for him to cum in my mouth. Before I could give it any further thought, Don's cock unloaded into my mouth. I didn't know if I should swallow or spit or what the hell to do. There was so much volume it started running out of the corners of my mouth and all over Don's balls and onto his legs. I had to try to swallow what was left in my mouth. Much saltier and thicker than his pre-cum but again, not bad and not great. Don rolled onto his back, almost falling off of the couch. He was panting and trying to catch his breath. I just melted like a piece of cooked spaghetti.
My mind was racing a million miles an hour. What the hell had I just done? This was gross, it was horrible, it was gay, it was exhausting, and it was the best dam sex I have ever had! My thoughts were flip-flopping from revulsion to ecstasy. Don spoke first,
"Dam it, Bob, that was awesome! Your cock was fantastic. And you're a natural at sucking a guy off."
His comment made me chuckle a little then stopped me short.
"I'm a natural born cocksucker?!? What the hell do you mean by that?"
"It's a compliment, you big jerk. That was your first time, I presume, and it was the best blowjob I've ever had. And I would guess by the mouth fucking you gave me that you enjoyed the whole experience."
"I really had no idea what I was doing. I was just following your lead. So I guess that makes you a natural as well?"
"Not really. I've done this before. Not a lot, mind you, but I found out when I was in high school that I enjoyed a cock in my mouth more than I enjoyed a pussy in my face. Not that I wouldn't fuck a girl if the situation came up. But that would just be for me to get my rocks off. Giving a blowjob is as much about the pleasure I am giving to the guy I'm with. I enjoy the feeling of his stiff cock and the taste of his cum in my mouth but also the satisfaction I feel as he unloads and his whole body reacts to me. I personally feel a blow job orgasm is more intense than a pussy orgasm for a guy. But that's just me."
"And now me as well." I chuckled as I agreed with him. "I thought once I made it I would have lost all interest in what I was doing to you. But that was almost like have a second orgasm of pure pleasure when you shot your load. Next time I'll know better what to do with all that spunk."
Wait, what? Next time? I just participated in my first gay bj and I'm already talking about the next time?
I went quiet and my mind wandered as Don keep making small talk. Finally he stopped mid sentence and asked,
"Are you all right with this, Bob? When you stopped in at the store tonight I don't think you had any idea this is how the night would end up. And to be honest, neither did I. I've always enjoyed your company at the store and had wondered what it would be like to get you naked. That was just day dreaming. But when I saw your prick as you were pissing in the toilet, I knew I had to try and seduce you even if it didn't go well."
"And seduce me you did. I had no idea we would end up here, naked on my couch covered in each other's cum, as our cocks lay limp across our legs. I'm just trying to process the whole thing. It was certainly enjoyable. But at the same time very unsettling. I guess the best way to put it is like being given a glass of extremely expensive rare cognac. You savor the experience and it is wonderful. But was that a one time drink because it's not something you'd normally drink and you only have the exquisite memory to reflect back on. Or does this become your new drink of choice so you can enjoy the experience time and time again."
"Well, I've know guys to have a gay fling because of drinking booze, but never compare gay sex to the act of drinking booze. Very unique way of looking at it. So, hehe, do you want another drink?" Don smirks as he looks at me and runs his hand over my thigh.
"Not sure, not yet anyway. I want to get in the shower and was up before this stuff hardens all over me. You need one as well, my friend."
As much as Don would have loved to get in the shower with me, he knew he had to give me some space and not push too hard. I was still very unsure of where I wanted to go with this. And he was right. I was glad he didn't follow me to the bathroom. I offered him first shower but he told me to go first. He was still enjoying the after glow of seducing his friend. He smirked that cute smile of his as I got off the couch and went to the shower, watching my naked ass all the way. As I was waiting for the water to run hot, I wiped a spot of fresh cum of my leg and put my finger to my mouth. The taste immediately brought back the image of me sucking Don's cock. I felt my own cock starting to chub up as I licked my finger and pushed it in and out of my mouth like a tiny cock. As I looked down and saw my cock starting to rise up at the taste of cum and the finger sensation I wondered if this was indeed going to be my new drink of choice. I showered quickly, dried off and straightened up the bathroom, putting out fresh towels for Don. I had entered the bathroom naked and exited the same way.
"It's all yours, Don" I called out to him as I came into the hallway.
"Oh my, yes it is . . . and I want it all!" he remarked as he looked up and down my naked body.
"I meant the bathroom, you ass" I quickly retorted with a snicker.
Don also showered quickly and straightened up the bathroom before coming out just as naked. He walked down the hall to the bedroom where I was sitting on the edge of the bed.
"So now what, do I dress and leave or do I get to stay in your quest room for the night."
"You know dam well I don't have a guest room. It's a one-bedroom apartment. So I guess I could be rude and tell you to dress and leave, or I could offer you the cum covered couch for the night or . . ."
"I thought you'd never ask" as he bounded across the room and jumped onto my bed. "But I'm pretty tired so I hope you won't be disappointed if I don't seduce you again during the night.'
"I'm tired as well, but it makes no difference. Stay on your own side of the bed or you get the cum covered couch!"
I realized I had said that sternly but with little emotion. Don looked at me with a puzzled look, not sure if I was mad at him. I caught his look.
"I'm tired, Don. Let's get some sleep and we can talk in the morning, ok?"
"Sure, good night my friend."
"Good night, lover."
With that, Don smiled at me and rolled over to go to sleep. I turned off the lights and wondered just what our talk in the morning would be like.