The Store Party by Sean M.
Today is the big employee party. The store is operating on a skeleton crew while the other employees are out partying. I woke up around 10am and had to be at the party at 11. I took a long hot shower and got ready to go after snatching up a beach towel, suntan lotion, jam box and some tapes.
Around 10:30, I headed for the beach. When I arrived, I saw John and Kevin (the two stockguys). They were sitting up on the picnic table in their bathing suits. They were both shirtless and I hurried my ass over to them as soon as I got my shit together.
"What's going on guys?", I said as I approached them.
"Not much, sir", said John.
John insists on calling me sir or Boss just to piss me off. I smiled, then asked, "where is everybody?"
"We don't know". John said.
As it turned out, Mr. Fraiser had called a bunch of the employees in to work since it was unbelievably busy for the Fourth of July weekend. I thought it was strange that we'd have a party on the day before the Fourth...one of our busiest days but Mr. Frasier is a bit stupid when it comes to planning. I wondered if he'd tried to call me earlier and couldn't get through. I'd turned my phones off to avoid someone that's been calling at every hour just to breathe and masturbate.
While John, Kevin and I talked, Janet drove up. Janet is the Deli Manager. She can be a bitch when she wants to be and lives in a trailor with her truckdriving husband and three kids. She was there for at least five minutes before she realized that we were the only ones at the party. A few minutes later, Miranda, our homely cashier arrived. We were surprised that she'd show but were glad when she quickly left. In fact, she didn't even get out of her car. I guess she saw that we were the only three people there and decided to go back to her apartment and do whatever it is she does.
After she drove off, that was it. No one else came by... except for a family of overweight tourists that walked down the beach with their coolers, chaise lounges and bratty kids.
Kevin, John and I sat around and talked. We finally agreed to lay out and get some sun. We moved down towards the shore and began to get situated. I pulled my shirt off and started oiling my chest and stomach. I kept my Wayfarers on so I could secretly admire Kevin and John's bodies. Kevin is interesting. He kept looking over at me. I eventually took my sunglasses off to look back. John (Bleach) was spending most of his time rambling about pointless shit. I could tell Kevin was getting bored with what Bleach was saying and would always change the subject after he would begin a new conversation. He loved to talk about racing and it was driving us insane.
Luckily, Kevin was lying next to me and Bleach was lying next to him. Kevin rolled over on his side and faced me.
"Is there ANY way we can get rid of him?" Kevin asked.
I smiled and whispered, "Let's both leave and meet somewhere". He asked, "Where?"
I said, "I don't care... how 'bout we let him leave first, then hang here".
Kevin nodded his head and we started our plan.
It took about thirty minutes before John left but he got on his motorcycle and was gone.
Kevin and I did some serious male bonding and I caught up on his life and interests. Up until now, he was only a mystery. He still is as far as his sexuality goes but I'll have plenty of time to figure that out later on.
Around 4pm, we decided to part ways and head for home. I was looking forward to going to sleep and didn't ask him back to the apartment. I did, however, wince when he put his shirt back on. He had a very nice chest. It was well defined and towered massively over the tightest set of abs I'd seen in a long time. His nipples were about the size of a quarter and had a faint trail of blonde hairs pouring down from his belly-button and disappearing into his bathing suit. His year-round deep dark tan didn't hurt things either.
When I got home, I still couldn't shake the image of Kevin's body out of my mind. I was walking around with a major boner and would occassionally look out the window to see if I could see any signs of Kris. He was nowhere to be found. I went back out to my car and pointlessly went through a box of stuff I had in the trunk. I slammed the trunk as hard and as loud as I possibly could, hoping to get Kris' attention. I looked around to see if he was around and noticed Kris' friend sitting out by the pool.
He was sitting back on one of the loungers and looked pretty good from where I was standing. He was wearing a faded red Braves baseball cap backwards on his head and an old blue flanel shirt that had the sleeves ripped off. It was completely unbuttoned. His smooth stomach glistened in the late afternoon sun and he had his thumb hooked into the top of his jeans above the zipper.
I walked up, smiled and said, "Hey dude, you know where Kris is?"
He smiled back and said, "Yeah, he's gone to the flea market with his folks".
"Do you know when he'll be back?" I asked.
"Late this afternoon. Oh, and I know what y'all have been doin'".
I could feel myself blush as I quickly looked away out into the parking lot.
"What do you mean?", I asked, trying to play innocent.
"You know what I mean. Y'all've been drinkin' and smokin' and stuff". He said.
I immediately relaxed. I just knew he's told him about our fuck-sessions. I looked back at him and asked, "He told you 'bout that?"
"Yeah, and that's pretty much it". I had a slight feeling he had more on me than he was admitting but was going to let it go for now.
I had an arm load of things so I said, "If you see Kris before I do, tell him to give me a call or come by. I'll be here... see ya".
I turned and headed for my apartment. By the time I reached the stairs, I noticed he was close on my heels.
His curly light brown hair was sticking out from under his baseball cap. Caps drive me crazy, especially when they're worn backwards and topping a cute face like his. On the way to my front door, I turned to ask his name. He told me it was Jason.
"Well, Jason, you wanna come inside and watch some T.V.?", I asked.
Jason grinned the cutest grin and kept following me. I got my keys out and unlocked my front door. Once inside, I threw my armload of shit onto the kitchen table and walked towards the television. I pressed the on/off switch after searching my entertainment center for any visible gay related tapes, then headed towards my room after telling him to relax on the sofa. I went into my room and repositioned my ever-growing hard-on. When I stuck my head outside my bedroom door, I could see Jason looking around, trying frantically to resituate his prick. This little God was sitting in my living room with an erection.
I couldn't believe it. He (to me) is better looking and has a better body than Kris... something I only noticed today. His eyes were darting all over the room as he figited with what appeared to be a boner. From what I could tell, it looked to have been pretty big since he was having trouble finding room in his shorts for his boner. I then moved back into my room and yelled out, telling him I was going to take a shower and to make himself comfortable. I quickly stripped off my clothes and began my journey across the hall and into the bathroom. Within seconds, I was crossing the hall with my dick sticking straight up and in full view. Right before I made it into the bathroom door, I turned to see if he'd seen me. He didn't even realize I'd looked at him. His eyes were fixed on my naked ass and he looked dazed.
I took a quick shower to wash off the suntan oil from the beach. When I turned the water off, I could have sworn I heard him walking back down the hallway. I'm not sure but I think he was watching me while I was in the shower. Of course, that was one of the reasons I'd left the door open. I got out and dried off. I draped the towel around my neck and headed towards the living room. At this point, I didn't care anymore. I was going to test Jason out to see if he was a sure thing. I walked on into the living room (Butt-naked) and told him to get a beer out of the refigerator if he wanted. I wanted to give him a good show to spark some fires in his groin to see if he was interested. When I walked into the room, his eyes were everywhere... everywhere except my dick. He was having a tough time avoiding my nakedness and I was loving every minute of it.
"Hey, you want a beer or not?" I repeated. He smiled and slowly got up, heading for the kitchen.
At the end of my hallway, there is a mirror. On my way back into my room I could clearly see him peering back down the hall to sneak a peek at me. I got dressed in my nylon running shorts and headed back towards him.
By the time I was standing next to him, he was almost finished with his first beer. He was chugging it away.
"Shit, you already gone through that beer? You're gonna get shit-faced".
Jason grinned and squinted his beautiful hazel green eyes at me. "That's what beer's for, ain't it?" Jason said.
I smiled back and asked him if I could get him another one. Jason nodded his head as he finished the last few drops. I went back into the kitchen and pulled out two cans of beer. I walked back into the living room, sat down beside him on the sofa and handed him one as I popped the top of mine. I'd already gulped half of it down when I paused long enough to dare Jason to drink all of it down... non stop.
I know boys and dares. Within seconds, the bottom of the can was pointed towards the sky as his throat was convulsing; taking the entire contents of the can down his throat. He was definitely headed towards Buzzville.
After Jason's third beer, he was starting to get silly. He was laughing at the dumbest things and was trying to pinch my leg with his toes. His shoes had been kicked off after his second beer and I was mesmerized at his dark tanned feet and the light coat of blonde hair above his ankles.
I was sitting to his left and was attempting to let my dick show through the leg opening of my shorts. I wasn't wearing any underwear and I could sense he was getting an eyefull. This always seems to work.
About ten minutes had passed before I felt an intense pain in my dick. I quickly looked down to find Jason's big toe and second toe wrapped around the shaft of my dick and he was squeezing it tightly. I reached down and grabbed his ankle.
"FUCKIN' A... LET GO...GODDAMMIT!!!", I yelled.
He relaxed his vice-grip like toes and laid back on the couch laughing. I'd created a monster... A drunken, horny little monster... A drunken, horny little monster that I was definitely going to have to fuck to teach him a lesson.
I immediately looked down and exposed my bare hard-on to examine it. When I realized no harm had been done, I looked back at him and noticed he was staring at it.
"How'd you fit that thing in Kris' ass?" Jason slurred.
I didn't know what to say. I had a feeling Jason knew more than he was letting on in the beginning and now he'd let the cat out of the bag. I was very shocked and embarrassed.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"Kris said you fucked him up the ass with your dick".
I was still at a loss for words.
"Kris said what?" I questioned.
"He said you laid on top of him and stuck your dick up his ass and slung jizz", Jason said.
"That's interesting". I stalled.
"Well did you?", Jason asked again.
"Well what would you think if I did?"
"Nothin', Kris and I have done it before", Jason admitted, looking away.
"How many times?" I asked.
"Several times since last summer".
"Well to answer your question... yeah, we did it". I confessed.
"Can I see the video?" Jason asked.
"Which one?"
"The one with the guys doin' it".
Kris hadn't left out anything. Jason knew everything that had happened and I was still speechless.
I got up and headed towards the VCR. I checked to see which tape was loaded. It was a different tape... one that Drake had gotten from a friend in New Jersey. It was a fairly recent import of a bunch of young guys fucking, sucking, and even eating cum... something you don't see much of in the newer videos. I wasn't sure what scene it was on but pressed play anyway.
Once I realized which scene was playing, I cut my eyes over to Jason. He was staring at the screen in amazement. I was definitely going to hell for exposing him to this kind of porn... and I can't wait.
Jason's eyes were still fixed on the screen when I looked down to see his raging boner sticking straight up towards the pocket of his faded baggy jeans.
"You can take it out if you want, we're just guys". I suggested.
"You go first", Jason said.
I pulled up the side of my shorts leg and freed my stiff dick. He stared at it for a few minutes then turned his attention back to the T.V.
Subconsciously, he began rubbing his hard meat throught the denim fabric. I was slowly and gently rubbing my own piece of meat while I watched him cautiously undo the button of his jeans. I was only seconds away from seeing what he had to offer between his legs.
By the time his zipper was down, my hand was on it's way towards his crotch. When Jason realized I was about to make contact, he froze and put his hands down by his sides, as if to say, "Go ahead... touch it".
I grabbed the long tubular shaft through his boxers. It was very hot to the touch. It was a fat meaty piece of flesh and felt so good. The second I touched it, Jason let out a whimper. I played with it through his boxers for awhile before I maneuvered it through the opening. I gasped when I first laid eyes on it in it's naked state. He was uncircumsized. This was a first for me. My heart was racing like a locomotive and I was dying to have my way with this new experience. I wrapped my fingers around his pole and began to jack him off.
"You'd better take it slow. I could sling any second now". Jason informed.
The only thing I could think of was, "There's that term again". Apparently, "SLING" was their term they'd coined while doing each other.
I slowed my pace and played with the excess skin. This was going to be fun... and I was going to make it last. I was also going to attempt to make it the best he'd ever had to be sure he'd be back for more.
"Take your shirt off". I requested.
Jason leaned up and pulled the blue flanel shirt over his head to expose a beautiful set of little boy pecs and an even tighter set of abs than I'd witnessed earlier. I guess it was the way he was flexing to take his shirt off. Nonetheless, he was perfect.
I let go of his dick and reached up to play with his nipples. They were big and hard like his dick. When I pinched his nipples, he thrusted his hips up and grabbed hold of his dick with his hand. I slowly moved my head towards his chest to taste his dark oval tits.
When I realized he was not going to object to my advances, I leeched onto his dark brown nips with my mouth. As I sucked them long and hard, I swirled my tongue over the ever-hardening bud of skin causing him to pick up speed with his hand on his uncut man- sized muscle of boyhood.
I moved up from his tits to lick around his neck. He was salty from sweat and tasted great. Now I was determined to see if he was more or less filling.
I was so horny at this point, I actually wanted him to fuck me. I leaned up towards his ear and asked, "Who fucks who? You or Kris?"
Breathlessly, Jason moaned, "I usually fuck Kris. Can I fuck you?"
I stuck my tongue in his ear and softly exhaled a warm breath. "Yeah.... I want you to fuck me".
We engaged in a long wet kiss. Without pulling away, Jason removed his jeans and boxers. He was lying next to me completely naked and, for the first time, reached over to grab my dick. His touch was gentle as he stroked my dick up and down. I met his fist with sudden thrusts of my hips. I wanted this kid in the worst way...more than anyone else in a long time. I guess it was the fact that he was uncut and cute as hell.
He pulled away from our kiss long enough to say, "I'm ready to fuck you now".
"I wanna taste your dick first", I said.
Jason let go of my dick and grabbed his with his right hand. He then put his left hand on the back of my head and guided my face down towards his dick. This kid was now calling the shots ... and I liked it.
I watched as the tip of his dick was inching towards the opening of my lips. The thick slab of meat met my lips and was soon sliding into my mouth. The tangy salty taste of his meat was making my mouth water. I wanted more. I engulfed the entire length into my throat and sucked him for all he was worth. He began face-fucking me and panting, "Suck it all, man. Suck my dick. Oh shit, suck my dick, goddammit!!!".
I was bobbing up and down on his shaft and savoring the excess coating of skin inside my mouth.
This went on for about ten minutes before he pulled out and said he couldn't take it anymore.
"I'm ready to fuck you", Jason announced.
"I'm ready for you to". I replied.
I got up and dropped my shorts to the floor. I litterally ran to my room to get a tube of KY and was back in seconds flat. I grabbed a towel out of the laundry basket next to the dryer in the kitchen and a bottle of Rush from between the sofa cushions. I spread the towel onto the floor and quickly laid down. I began covering my asshole with the KY. I handed him the tube so he could lube up his dick. He made a comment about how he and Kris had always used Vaseline and had never used KY before. I told him it was thinner and easier to use for penetration. I lifted my knees up towards my chest and prepared myself for his rod.
Jason got into position and was aiming the tip of his dick towards my asshole. I soon felt him entering me and was tensing up. He didn't go in slow at all. Before I knew it, he was all the way inside me. The first time he slid into me, he let out a moan and I could feel him shaking from the immense pleasure.
"Fuck me!!". I commanded.
With that, Jason began ramming my insides with his massive little boy dick. After several thrusts, I could hear his hips slapping up against the cheeks of my ass. He was definitely fucking me hard. I told him I wanted it harder and he obliged. His thrusts increased as he repositioned himself from being on his knees to his feet. He was dropping himself into me and using his feet as leverage. I was in Lala land and loving his meat inside me. I then told him to pull out before he came so I could taste his cum. I was comfortable with him coming in my ass since the only person he'd been with was Kris and I had a good feeling that there was no danger there. I wanted to taste his cum and beat off.
As it usually goes, what you want is different than what you get. Jason was pounding my ass and, from what I could tell was very close to climaxing when I heard a familiar noise. It was the front door begin unlocked.
We both froze as the front door opened. It was Drake, my roommate. Jason quickly pulled out and jumped up on the sofa. Yeah, like this wasn't obvious.
"Uh, hey man. Drake this is Jason. Jason, this is my roommate Drake".
"Whassup?", Drake said, hanging his keys on the nail by the door.
"Not much, just a little playin' around". I said.
Jason was deathly quiet.
"It's cool, Jason. Drake doesn't mind". I said.
I was totally embarrassed. Drake locked the door and began walking towards his room.
"Y'all don't let me bother you. I'll be in my room if you need me".
Drake disappeared into his room and left Jason and me sitting in the living room completely freaked.
It took several minutes but I finally convinced Jason to continue what we were doing. Jason jacked off for awhile before he got his dick back up to it's original hardness. Soon he was back on top of me ramming his dick into my asshole. Of course, this time, he was constantly staring down the hallway to see if Drake was going to come back out and ruin everything.
I told him that Drake and I have an understanding. If I was with someone, he'd give me privacy and I'd do the same for him. This apparently was okay with him because he was back to fucking me with no remorse. Only this time he was slamming harder and harder, as if he was trying to get off in a hurry. I'd grabbed my dick by now and was jacking off. I was getting very close as he rammed me with all his might.
"You'd better cum quick 'cause I could go any second now". I said.
Jason began ramming his dick deep inside me and leaving it all the way in for several seconds.
We'd totally forgotten about Drake's interruption when we heard a voice.
"Y'all need some company?"
It was Drake again. He was standing in the hallway completely naked and was stroking his hardon.
I was a little pissed that he was back but at the same time, I was hoping he would join in.
"Do you wanna do a three-way?" I asked Jason.
"You sure it's alright?" Jason asked.
"Yeah, Drake and I have done stuff before... it's cool".
"Okay, we can", Jason said.
Drake moved towards us and knelt down over my face. Jason continued to fuck me and kept his eyes glued to Drake's lean naked body. After several minutes of continuous fucking, Drake rammed his rock-hard pole down my throat. I was getting fucked from both ends now and it was a total turn on. I felt around for my bottle of Rush and opened it. I pulled my mouth off Drake's dick long enough to inhale a good dose of the fumes up my nose then moved back to take Drake's dick into my chest. By the time the fumes hit my brain, I was taking both dicks deep into my body.
"Fuck his ass man. Fuck him hard!!", Drake yelled to Jason.
This really turned me on. Jason sped up his thrusts and began to move closer to Drake. Soon they were kissing. I almost came just from watching their tongues touching.
With every thrust of Jason's hips, he was groaning to the point of screaming from his throat as if he was giving it all he had.
"I'm gonna sling!!!", Jason yelled.
I felt his hot load of cum splatter across my ass and stomach as Drake jacked off and emptied his load over my chest. I pulled them together until their dicks were right at my mouth. I really didn't care where Jason's dick had been, besides, it looked clean and I was horny. I took both dicks in my mouth and sucked the remaining amounts of jism out of their canals and emptied my load onto my stomach soon afterwards.
Drake was the first to stand up and comment on how great it was to watch him fuck me.
Jason stood up after Drake and exhaled deeply. He apparently had enjoyed this immensely. I finally got up after draining my dick for any remnants of cum.
"Can I come back again?" Jason asked.
"You can come back anytime you want". I said.
"I'll be back". He said.
I reached out to give him a hug. As we embraced, I whispered in his ear, "I love your dick".
"I love you too", Jason replied, and kissed me on my cheek.
I don't know if he misunderstood me or was just telling me that he loved me.
Jason dressed and left. Drake went to take a shower. I was still horny and wathched the end of the video, eventually jacking off again and crashing on the couch.
Drake woke me up around 9pm. We talked about what had happened. He told me he wanted to tie Jason up the next time and do stuff to him.
I said it would have to be up to Jason... but I was sure he'd do it.
I was still dying to find out what Jason meant by saying he loved me.
Can't wait to do him again... Hell, I'm slowly following in the footsteps of Old PornMan and loving every minute of it.
Definitely more will follow....