You know the drills if you aren't old enough to read this then leave. Sorry it has taken so long to post another series to this story. Somebody hacked into my e-mail and AOL shut my Internet down for a precaution. If you like this story e-mail me at blackmagicwar@aol.com w/suggestions or comments. Enjoy!
Geez. I had to look pretty stupid in the grocery store. Standing there laughing to myself as I recalled what I did to Kevin, but I quickly realize that wasn't the reason everyone was staring at me. I was standing in front of a rack of condoms laughing. I can be a real idiot some times. I can't describe how many shades of red I had to have turned. I quickly moved away from that rack and went about my other business in the store. For it being such a shitty day out, there sure were many people in here. I thought about this fact a lot as I mindlessly walked around the store. 'Don't forget more dog food' I kept repeating to myself. I must make sure she won't pounce on me this time. Why are there so many people here??? In the end my curiosity finally won out. As I walked up to get checked out I noticed that my favorite bag boy was working. He is just simply gorgeous. He can't be any older than me, maybe even a little older. My first summer in my new apartment; I ended up getting a lot of food. I mean A LOT! We are talking a $100 worth for 1 person, but anywho, he was the bag boy and asked if I wanted help to my car with the groceries. That's when I told him (wish I could remember his name) that I walked here and lived just down block in an apartment complex.
"No matter. I can help you up with these. We do it all the time here," he said in an almost seductive manner.
"K," I said half-drooling. Now this kid is beyond gorgeous. He is a Roman God, which fits him as he is 100% Italian. He had such nice dark skin that made him look like he has a tan always. Jet-black hair with matching big beautiful brown eyes that made you melts. Plus a body that made every one around him weak in their eyes. Walking down the block to my apartment we made simple talk. I found out that he was still in high school but graduating that year, and he was the local high school's star soccer player. He did wrestling one year but he told me he quit because in a match he had he popped a boner, and the school's paper photographer took a picture of him in a most peculiar position, with a raging hard on, posted it on the front page with a title that was very blatant. He told me that was his ex-girlfriend who took it and posted it.
"What happened to her?"
"Well . . . that was the last issue of the school's paper and she ended up having a parent-principle meeting and was forced to describe the situation to her parents and explain her actions. I never went back into wrestling just because of the sheer embarrassment." As we reached my apartment I was quite sad to see it. I really didn't want this god to leave.
"Well, I guess I can take it from here."
"Don't be silly. You have a lot of groceries here. There is no way you can get all this up to your place by yourself." My heart leaped at this proposal by him . . . not to mention my cock. Ok. . . OK . . .Ok. . . yes my ass twitched too in excitement as well. Steadily and slowly we maneuvered the cart up the steps and inside the complex. As we got to the elevator I thanked him again and told him I had this and he should get back to work.
"Why stop here," he said in a husky sexy tone.
"What do you mean by that." I had to play dumb with this kid, mainly to see how far he would go.
"Get in and find out," he commanded as he pointed to the now open elevator. So I pushed the cart inside the elevator (which barely fit) and positioned myself so he could get in as well. As soon as that elevator door closed his lips were immediately planted on mine. OH GOD WHAT LIPS! Nice, soft, luscious, and delicious. I didn't want that kiss to end and I didn't think it could get any better. It got better alright as he pried my mouth open with his long thick tongue, probing it, and exploring it with that minicock. As his tongue explored my mouth and mine his, his hands slowly but skillfully explored my body and mine his. The only time we stopped exploring each other's bodies was to get out of the elevator and into my apartment. Since I just moved in, so there still was quite a bit of boxes around and it was still a mess.
"Sorry 'bout the mess," I managed to squeak out between his tongue probing.
"Fuck that...you quit one more time and I will have to punish you," he said in a commanding tone as he squeezed my ass. "Can't wait to get some of that." My cock jumped some more at the thought of being punished by this Roman god. We continued exploring each other's bodies till my jaw and tongue got a cramp and I had to stop, which I did not want to mind you. I could tell he was upset too by my actions but that upsetion quickly went away as I ripped his shirt off and went to giving him a long tongue bath. Now this body on this kid looked like someone sculpted it. Nice defined pecs with half dollar sized nipples, and an awesome 8-pack, and all that had a thin layer of black hair. I just couldn't wait to get to the true treasure he had hidden from me. Slowly and teasingly I went down his body. First I sucked on each of his nipples biting each one a little as I left it. I then dragged my tongue from the tip of his chin down to his navel, ever so lightly moving it from side to side. By the time I got to his navel I noticed an extra dark spot on his black jeans. I knew it had to be the tip of his cock leaking pre-cum, and by the looks of it, it had to be leaking pretty bad. I remember seeing that spot forming as I dug my tongue into his navel and played with his nipples, but I remember double thinking that it couldn't be his cockhead. That spot was almost pass his kneecap, so that would make his cock at least over a foot long.
"Hey . . . why did you stop?"
"How big are you?"
"Huh?"
"How big are you?"
"Oh...that...don't worry I'll be gentle," he said with a smirk. Slowly I undid his pants. My hands trembling half from excitement, and half from fear of the huge monster that was hiding I finally managed to get the button undone. BEEP! BEEP!
"Huh?"
"Fuck...that's my pager. If we leave the store and don't come back in a certain amount of time they page us."
"So..."
"So...if I am not back within 15 minutes I get fired."
"Well if I just work the head with my mouth and the shaft with my hand it shouldn't take more than 5 minutes and it took 5 to get here so no problem right?" Slowly he leaned down and whispered in my ear (why? I don't why he whispered!):
"Hon...a quickie for me is an hour." And with that he ran out the door. That was more than a year ago and I haven't seen much of him after that.
"Paper or plastic sir?" he asked with that dull annoyed tone from having to say that all day long.
"I think plastic would be safer. Seeing that I have a long distance to travel," I replied knowing that he would get my subliminal message if he remembered me, and he did as I noticed a small smile cross his face, with a hint of red across his cheeks. Determined to get him in bed this time I asked him if he would help me to my "car" with them. He eagerly agreed.
"Now we have to keep this short but here is my number and don't be a stranger," I said as I thrust a piece of paper with my name and number on it. Huh? So that is why everyone is out today? The storm lifted. I slowly hummed to myself as I was in a good mood seeing that I would be probably going to get laid in a few hours, and not by any ordinary cock but by a monster cock. Even though my head was full of Kevin (I decided to read his name tag this time around) and his huge dick, my subconscious kept floating back to that night I got my revenge on him.
To be continued. . . .
Well this is part two. If enough people like this story I will continue it, and I promise that there will be sex in the next one...quite a bit actually. BYE!