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As Ritch stepped out of the shower his phone beeped to indicate a new message. He toweled himself dry as he picked up the device to see who wanted what.
"Saw your # on a $50 with a note. Real or joke?"
He thought of a few times he'd written an offer on cash with his number and felt his cock twitch at the thought of a totally random hookup this way. It took a couple seconds to type out a response. "Offer's real."
When a few minutes passed without another chime from his phone, he sat in front of his computer to check his accounts and pay bills. Getting engrossed in what he was doing he put the message out of his mind. It wasn't until mid afternoon when the phone once again let him know there was a message.
"How much you offer?"
"$50"
There was another long pause and Ritch actually rolled his eyes. There were much easier and faster ways of getting a cock to suck. But a message did finally show up. "You come now. Send pic." A location map showed up.
The address was an Asian market across town. With traffic it would take him a while to get there. He figured what the hell and sent his picture. "Can be there in about 30 min."
"And you pay to suck me?"
"Yes. On my way."
Ritch checked his wallet as he grabbed his keys. When he arrived, the place looked busy. The parking lot was full and mostly Asians were coming and going at a quick pace. He walked into the store and looked around. Whoever it was would have to find him. He browsed the aisles and noticed several good looking guys working there.
As he neared the back of the store someone grabbed his shoulder and pushed him through a door. He stumbled and crashed into a pallet of boxes. Turning he was met by a young, gorgeous face. He didn't have long to admire the guy before he was grabbed again and dragged to the back corner of the storeroom behind a couple of tall pallets. The grip on his shoulder increased to painful tightness as downward pressure forced him to his knees.
"Cash, now!"
The blond pulled out his wallet and was extracting the bill when it was pulled from his hands. He looked up at the gorgeous man and estimated he was between twenty and twenty two. Maybe five foot nine inches tall, a narrow frame, muscles hidden under the form fitting polo shirt, and the spikey jet back hair that turned him on so much with Asian men.
The young man pulled all the cash out of the wallet before dropping it on the floor. He counted it out and was pleased to see two hundred dollars.
Ritch felt his cock surge to full hardness at having his money taken like this.
Shoving the money in his pocket, the man lowered his zipper and fished out a semi hard cock. He grabbed the blonds head and forcefully shoved it in the opened mouth. There was no interest in making it last. He got the cash he wanted and now planned to empty his balls as quickly as possible. Fucking the white boy's face he grew hard and leaked precum onto the tongue feverishly swirling around his cock. He pulled back briefly and laughed at the hungry look on the slut's face.
The blond eyes the six inch cock. It glistened with his spit and stood out in a straight column of flesh. It wasn't the biggest he'd taken, but perfect was the only word he could thing to describe it. He didn't have long to consider it before it shoved back into his mouth and pounded away.
Picking up speed he hammered away at the mouth, feeling his cock it the back of the throat. No matter how hard he tried, the faggot wouldn't gag. He felt the tell tale signs of his impending orgasm approaching, but didn't let up on abusing the mouth that existed to pleasure him. He had to stifle his moan as his balls let loose and he fired his cum into the waiting receptacle.
As he was coming down from his post orgasmic high, he heard a voice behind him. "Figured you were taking a break back here. They want... Oh shit. Didn't know you were getting a blowjob."
"The fag just finished. They need me up friend?"
"Umm... Yeah."
"He's got a good mouth of you want a go, otherwise could you toss him out the back while I get back to work?"
"Yeah, sure." The new guy looked between his coworker and the blond still on his knees. "He really blew you? Swallowed and all?"
"Yep. Blew my load down his throat just before you got here." The young guy zipped up and left.
The second guy stared down at the kneeling boy and groped his crotch. "You... You want another one?"
Ritch looked up. This new guy wasn't hot like the first one, but still good looking. He was closer to his own age and a little heavier. Reaching for the pants, he pulled down the zipper and reached in to find the guys cock. When he had it out he leaned in wrapping his lips around the soft meat.
"Oh fuck." The guy leaned against a stack of boxes and let the blond do his thing. Unlike his coworker he didn't take much of an active role. He sighed and moaned, drawing the attention of another working who'd entered the stockroom.
The third man watched for a moment before grabbing one of his buddies and silently bringing him over to see the show. The pair tried not to laugh as the one getting blown went over the edge and gave the boy his second load since arriving in the store. He jumped in panic when he heard a voice causing him to spray the last volley on the blond's face and shirt.
"So this is what goes on back here. Didn't know this was one of the benefits of working here."
His buddy laughed at the embarrassment of their coworker. "Guess it's our turn." He high-fived his friend as the other zipped up and ran from the storeroom.
"Heads or tails?"
"Whichever one you don't take I guess. You found them so you pick."
"Tails I guess." He pointed to a couple boxes that were the right height. "Strip and bend over."
The pair pulled out two respectable cocks. That beautiful color only Asian's seem to have with perfectly smooth heads. One was uncut and possibly seven inches. The other was bigger and thicker and he was the one moving towards the slut's ass.
The slut quickly shed his clothes and bent over the boxes presenting his body for their use.
"He's got a nice hairless cunt. Gonna enjoy tearing that up." Spitting a few times, he ran the head of his cock through the viscous fluid. "Make sure he can't scream when I shove in."
The other slid his cock into the open mouth and moaned. "Oh, fuck. If his ass is anything like his mouth you're gonna love it. Fill the slut."
With a powerful shove, the cock entered the blond's ass and didn't stop until it was balls deep. "Shit. He's tight. This faggot really knows how to take cock. Can feel him squeezing my dick."
The two setup a good rhythm as they plowed the whore at both ends.
"Don't take too long. I'm sure some of the other guys will want a turn at this ass before we let him go."
"I'm close. Be blasting his throat soon."
A few minute later, the one long dicking the sluts ass moaned. "Shit. Gonna breed it. Fag's getting my load." He shoved in deep and enjoyed the sensation of the vice-like grip around his cock and it emptied into the boy.
Seeing his friend cum, the one filling the blond's mouth also let loose. "Take my cum you fuckin' whore." He shot volley after volley into the sucking mouth.
As they finished, the one who'd used the slut's ass moved around to his mouth. "Clean my cock on, faggot." He shoved into the mouth and felt himself hardening again as the tongue worked to clean him. "Might have to try for seconds when I can get away again. Take his clothes and spread the word to the guys."
Seven more guys of varying age came back and used the slut's mouth and ass as the cumdump he was meant to be.
The last one was in his late twenties and had just dropped four days worth of cum into the bitch. He stepped around to the boy's mouth and pressed in. "Clean me." Welcoming lips wrapped around his still hard cock, lapping at the mixture of cum and ass until it was spotless. Instead of pulling out, he sighed as he relaxed and his stream of piss began to flow. He smiled happily as he felt the boy swallowing his offering.
Ritch rested on the box hoping someone would come back to use him again. It had been quiet for a while in the corner of the stockroom. He was startled from his thoughts when he heard a throat clear behind him. He turned to see a security guard standing over him. The man was incredibly handsome and the uniform looked to be molded to his muscular body. The short, jet black hair begged to have a hand run through it.
The guard adjusted his crotch at the sight of the upturned ass dripping cum. He scowled and crossed his arms. "Stand up and come with me."
The slut was now worried. If the guard had pulled out his cock at least he'd know he wasn't in trouble. He doubted anyone would care that someone else brought him into the room or that several employees made use of his skills.
A strong hand and firm grip latched onto his shoulder as he was marked naked through the storeroom to a door near the front. This didn't lead back into the store, but to offices. Up a flight of stairs and down a hallway he was guided into a specious office with what appeared to be a one way window overlooking the store. An older man in his fifties or sixties sat behind the desk. On the side of it was the shoes and clothes the blond had arrived in. Keys, wallet, and phone completed the items.
"Did you take a turn too?"
"You said to bring him up here now, so I didn't."
"Wait in your office. Just make sure if he tries to run you catch him."
The guard nodded and exited the room.
"I hope you like my store." The older man watched the naked blond. "Seems you've been here for a while and entertaining my employees."
"Umm... One of them asked me to meet him here. I really didn't expect the rest. You have a very nice store, sir."
Picking up something from his desk, he dialed a number on the phone. Ritch's cell began to ring. "I thought that might be the case." He leaned back in his chair. "The one you met. Was he tall, lean, about nineteen?"
Ritch nodded. "Yes, sir. That sounds about right."
"I ran across this when I counted my son's register. Did you give him this?"
"No, sir. I paid someone else with it. I guess they spent it here and he found it."
"My employees seem to think I'm getting old and don't pay attention. That and they don't know there is a camera watching the corner of the storeroom they hid in for smoke breaks." The man pointed to a bank of monitors and brought up one that showed the spot the blond had been fucked at. "My son tends to do as he pleases, but as long as he does his job and no one complains I see no reason to interfere." He played the video of the blond being shoved through the storeroom door. "Do you have any complaints on how you were treated in my store?"
"No, sir. I was treated very well here. I'd recommend it to anyone."
"That is good to hear you enjoyed it. So, if you did not give this to my son, I suspect he called you and you came. From the note you are willing to pay for sex. How much did you pay my employees?"
"He emptied my wallet before he used me. I had about two hundred dollars in it. The rest didn't get anything other than what you saw on the video."
The man pushed back from his desk. "The question is what to do with you now. Call the police and have you arrested for trespassing in the back of the store or for having sex here?"
"The video would show I was forced into the back. It might even show what looks like your son robbing me when he demanded money. Possibly even that he and the others raped me."
"You can hardly rape a slut like yourself. We will work something else out. Then you can have your close back and leave."
"What do you suggest, sir?"
"Come here, boy."
Ritch did as instructed. The man turned his chair and leaned back. A hard eight inch uncut cock stood tall and proud. The blond dropped to his knees as his mouth descended over Asian delicacy. Running his tongue around the meat he moved his pleasure at the flavor and fullness in his throat.
"Mmmm... I had a feeling we could come to an agreeable accommodation." He leaned further back, placing his hands behind his head. "Work that meat, slut. My son may be young and handsome, but I have the experience to last more than a few minutes."
All the blond heard was to take care of what was in his mouth. His hunger drove him to suck the man like it would be the last cock he might get. He deep throated the man and swallowed around the dick, massaging it and increasing the tightness enveloping it.
After thirty minutes or so, the store owner pushed the slut off his dick. "Bend over the desk."
Ritch jumped to his feet and did as ordered, reaching back to spread the cheeks as he waited to be fucked.
A hand crashed down on the milky white ass over and over, leaving red hand prints on each side. That was followed by the man sliding his big cock into the waiting hole. He was pleased to hear the boy moan in pleasure.
"Pity my father isn't here today or you could please a third generation."
The man set up a leisurely pace, thrusting into the ass and enjoying something his wife rarely offered anymore. The muscles inside the boy, gripping and releasing his cock made for an incredible sensation. Try as he might, he lasted just over fifteen minutes before his grip tightened on the slut's hips and he drove in one final time. He unloaded his balls deep in the boy's insides.
The slut felt the business man pull out and hear him drop back into his chair. Ritch turned, dropped to his knees, taking the deflating dick into his mouth to dutifully clean.
When the boy finally relinquished the cock, the owner sighed. "You did well. And you know your duties after you've placed a man. You may dress and go now." He pressed a button on his phone and in moments the security guard was back. "Let him dress in your office and escort him out of the back area." As the boy picked up his clothes to leave, the man issued one more order. "If you ever see him here again, hold him in your office and find me."
"Yes, Uncle." The guard's painful grip returned to the boy's shoulder as he was led out of the owner's suite and into the security office. Another bank of monitors lined one wall. He took the positions from the slut's hands and pressed him down onto a cold metal chair. He smiled as he opened his belt and zipper. Extracting his dick, it was large like the store owners was. "I got horny watching the guys fuck you. Uncle had me wait until they others finished with you. Now it's my turn."
Ritch happily took the stud guard's cock into his throat. He lubed up the man before standing and bending over the desk. Looking over his shoulders he smiled. "Fuck me, please."
The guard slammed his cock into the cum filled hole and pounded it with one objective; to breed the bitch. He fucked with long, hard thrusts, marveling at how tight it felt even after the number of guys who fucked it already. Much sooner than he wanted, he pressed down on the boy's back and moaned. "Gonna breed your ass, faggot."
The slut felt the cock throbbing as he expelled another load into him. He heard the man panting as he tried to catch his breath. Like with the others before the guard, when he pulled free, Ritch swallowed the cum coved cock to lick it clean. When his duties were complete he removed his lips but stayed on his knees. "I've you've gotta piss, I'm thirsty."
It took the guard several minutes to relax enough to piss, but when he could it was a forceful stream running right down the slut's throat. As the boy liked the last few drops from the tip, the owner's nephew pushed the blond off his cock. "Get dressed and get the fuck out of here for now."
"Yes, sir."
As the guard escorted him out of the store and to his SUV, Ritch noticed the leers and snide grins from the men who had used him. He returned each with a smile and licking his lips hoping for more.
He turned to the guard as he opened the door of his Range Rover. "Your cousin may be the one who got me here, but out of everyone today, you're definitely the hottest and the best cock. Plus your piss tasted great." He jotted his number down and handed it to the man. "If you ever want to come by my place for a repeat, bring some handcuffs or you can use mine."
Ritch drove home with is hunger for cock sated for the moment. The wetness of his shorts was a pleasing reminder of how many hot Asian men and bred him over the last several hours. He planned to shop in that market regularly.
To Be Contunued
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