What I Saw 32 part 1
Another Chapter. This is a work of fiction...blah blah...enjoy
I didn't see or hear from Lane for a couple of weeks after the incident in the ally. Finally one day I was at the campus library doing some studying and my phone dinged. It was Lane texting me. This wasn't particularly unusual. We weren't exactly close friends but after him staying at my house and us hanging out at times we were friendly. His texts were pretty innocuous...just sort of shooting the shit. I got the distinct impression that he was sort of lonely. I don't think he had a lot of friends. He had left his prep school the year before under "uncomfortable circumstances" as my mother would say and I knew he now was attending a local community college near his house.
Later that night I was sitting watching TV and my dad sat down next to me. We were chatting and I purposely mentioned that I had heard from Lane. I saw the immediate change in my dad's interest level.
"Oh...yeah...how's the kid doing...he hasn't been around lately" he said with a forced casual tone.
"He sounded bored and kind of sad" I said.
"Huh...you should invite him over...cheer the kid up" my dad said.
"Maybe..." I replied feigning disinterest. I glanced side-eye at my dad and saw the wistful look on his face and could only imagine what he was thinking about.
"I'll text him and see if he can come down this weekend" I said.
My dad perked up and liked his lips, "That would be nice...let me know...um... and your mother." He said and turned back to the TV.
I texted off and on with Lane over the next few days and it seemed like he definitely wanted to come for a visit but something what holding him back. I knew he would want to see my father and if possible sneak in some alone time with him ...but he wouldn't commit. My dad would casually ask me about the visit every few days and seemed annoyed when nothing concrete materialized.
A week or so later I was up late and went downstairs to get something to drink and saw a slim bar of light under the door of my father's study. I heard low muttered conversation. My senses peaked and I crept over to the phone extension in the kitchen. It was something of a joke in our house that we still had a landline with multiple extensions throughout the house. My father was really the only one that used it. He said he hated cell phones. I oh so carefully picked up the receiver and pressed it to my ear.
BINGO it was Lane. I recognized his voice immediately.
"...I want to come but my fucking brother won't let me...he's still so pissed about...what happened a few weeks ago..." Lane's voice faded off.
My dad had that teasing aggressive tone in his voice that I noticed he got when talking with Lane or any of his other young tricks.
"Yeah Kid... you still haven't elaborated on what it was that your brother caught you doing...I mean...I know y set you up with Ryan to go to the lake for some fun...but that isn't where he caught you....give me some details...I'm eager to hear..." My dad said.
"Fuck you" Lane hissed. "It's been about six fucking weeks of his constant supervision...he hasn't left me alone for a second...the only reason I could even answer your call now is he finally went out with friends and left me home with my parents...he made me promise I wouldn't go out...or do anything else..." Lane said.
"Anything...like what?" my dad asked somewhat breathlessly.
Lane's voice came back through the receiver in a tortured whisper. "He hasn't let me jerk off or look at porn...nothing. The fucker..." Lane spat out. "He follows me around all the time and put some kind of fucking block on my computer. He's even been crashing in my room at night to make sure I don't touch myself. He says if he catches me he will tell my parents everything...I can't risk it...but I'm fucking dying...He's such a dick...he won't let me do anything... but he's ...teasing me..." Lane said
"How...tell me" my dad urged.
"He walks around my room half dressed...he...he came out of my bathroom the other day just wrapped in a towel...I could see the huge bulge...and...I ...wanted so bad to touch it. He saw me staring and started touching himself through the towel...he got...hard..." Lane's voice petered out.
"Your brother Paul is pretty hung as I remember." My dad said. "How tough must that have been for you...not having touched or seen a dick in weeks and then having a huge one right in front of you...just a towel separating you...Shit...Kid...I feel for you." My dad said, a sneer in his voice.
"When he was fully hard he let the towel fall and just stood there...his fucking dick throbbing right in front of me." Lane said.
"Shit...he must be pretty pissed. Tell me Kid...what did he catch you doing...tell me...I'm semi-hard just thinking about it already...what filthy thing were you up to, you fucking pig." My dad spat out.
I heard Lane take a deep breath. "I don't' want to talk about it...it's all your fault anyway...you pushed me to do these things...you made Ryan take me there and then...things happened...and now I can't stop...I can't sleep...concentrate on school...anything...it's all I think about...all I want to do..."
"Listen Kid...this wasn't me... this was all you...Tell me...what were you doing?" Dad asked breathless.
"I...I...got caught by this cop in the bathrooms at the lake...with Ryan...I was with some men..." Lane whispered.
"How many men?" my dad asked.
"Three or four..." Lane said.
"What were you doing? Tell me!" Dad hissed.
"These guys had been teasing me all day at the lake...I was so fucking horny...I couldn't help myself...I had let a big black guy start to fuck me...it was like nothing I ever felt... but we got interrupted...we didn't ...finish and had to move to another spot...when we got there they all started... taking turns with me when the cop walked in...he didn't bust me...he took me with him and Ryan...to film" Lane paused.
"Where'd he take you?" Dad asked
"To some fucking filthy ally in a shitty part of town...they... whored me out...let men come down the ally and pay to use me...fuck me...cum in me..." Lane stopped.
"...and your brother caught you in the act?" My Dad's voice sounded horse and breathy.
"No...no...I had finished with a guy and was back on the street trying to get more customers...when Paul drove by and saw me...ever since then I haven't had sex or touched myself at all...my dick is almost always hard and I'm hurting...If I could get him to let me come to your house...would you?" Lane trailed off.
"Would I what? Fuck you...let you suck my cock...eat my cum? Is that what you're asking for?" My dad asked.
Lane sounded breathless, "...yeah..."
My Dad did that laughing sneer he so often deployed on the poor kid, "Fuck no...I'm all set. I get as much ass as I can handle... I don't need you. As a matter of fact, I met a new kid...he is fucking amazing...could give you a run for your money... at least in the looks department. Kid is about 19...20 and hot as fuck, blond, blue eyes...smooth perfect skin and his body... Shit kid...beyond belief.
"Fuck you...who is this guy...where'd you meet him...what have you done with him?" Lane asked.
" His name is Matt...Nothing yet... he hangs out at my gym...I've caught him staring...can't take his eyes off daddy dick. I've seen him throwing wood a couple time already just from looking...he is definitely interested and I've started feeling him out...he's like you used to be...minimal experience with boys...but hungry for hard man cock..." my Dad said, his voice getting husky as he got more into the conversation.
I've been working the kid...spotting him on bench presses at the gym...letting him get up close to my mounded semi-hard cock...brushing up against his ass as I pass him at the weights...letting my towel slip in the locker room. Kid's boy dick gets rock hard. The other day I took his hand and guided it onto my to my hard-on in the shower...I swear his knees almost buckled. I've now got him to the point of following me around like a starved puppy...begging for a chance to play. I actually sent him one of your movies kid... the one at the holes. He wants in. Weeks of teasing has him ready to break. He's game for anything.
I could hear Lane's heavy breathing on the other end of the phone.
"You are such an asshole...I am going to fucking explode...you need to help me." Lane hissed.
My Dad's voice took on a hard edge. "listen Faggot...I don't NEED to do anything." he continued, "Why don't you figure something out to get yourself what you need...maybe I can see if Bean is available to film whatever you get up to...then maybe we will see if I can continue to help you get your needs met in the future...or maybe I'll start setting this new kid up with some opportunities...he might make better films than you"
Lane was pissed. "After all the footage you've gotten of me...being used.. gang fucked...picked up by the cops...swallowing strangers cum...you mean to say you are making me AUDTION? Fuck you...I need to stop this...no more filming...fucking audition..."
Dad laughed"...I could guess you could say that. I'll text you the location and time...of your audition...you decide" And hung up.
My dick was so hard hearing this sick conversation. I was just about to hang up when I heard my dad dial another number.
"Bean...? My dad whispered into the receiver.
I heard the hard gruff voice of the bald leather clad guy that had filmed some of Lane's exploits in the past, "Yeah...Jim...what's up...we all set for Friday night with the kid? "
"Yeah it's a go...but listen... I want this to be special... the kid is in a bad way...hasn't had action in weeks and weeks...but you got to work him...he's acting all high and mighty...it's all about the tease and denial...I want him broken...this footage could be some of the best."
Bean huffed." I know my job...get the kid so fucking horny he will do anything...shouldn't be hard if he's as desperate as you say...I've been witness to this kid...he is something else."
"yeah but he is in a bad way...I can tell...you play this right and it could be gold." Dad said.
"He agree to let me film him?" Bean asked.
"Well...he didn't exactly say no. I told him the strength of this performance could influence whether or not I help him out in the future so...he is probably rock hard right now...and if you play this right he could be very motivated."
I could hear my dad shift around...he was aroused...I could hear it in his voice.
"...I don't want you just to take him into a booth and let him suck some dick...I want you to torture him, tease him...get him to break...get him to the point he is begging to let you film him being used by who ever wants a turn. The owner of the place is on board and the store will be full...like we discussed."
I almost moaned into the phone. Dad gave Bean the day and time to meet him at a book store and video arcade. It was one I hadn't been to...but I would find it by Friday.
Friday night couldn't come fast enough. I was almost nauseous over the next few days with desire...I was not only going to get another show...I had to make sure to get there early enough and disguise myself so Lane didn't recognize me...though truthfully at this point I suspected Lane had seen me watching him...and was just playing along.
I was anxious and agitated all day. I had googled the address and checked the place out on line and I was sick with anticipation and desire. I was already semi erect by the time I made some excuse to my Mom and made my way to my car. I couldn't wait any longer and showed up early to the book store. The parking lot was packed. I had on a baseball cap and sunglasses...just in case. The windows of the place were covered with shiny black plastic so I couldn't see if all the cars were business for this place of some of the other shitty stores and tattoo places in the strip mall.
A bell dinged as I opened the door and stepped into the brightly lit store. It was your typical adult book store...nicer then the last one Lane and Bean had been at. This one was pretty big, clean, filled with wire metal racks of books, videos and sex toys. A high counter was off the right of the door and a scruffy disinterested older guy was behind the counter looking at his phone. He glanced up and I came in and then immediately went back to his phone. That familiar smell filled my nostrils. The place was pretty busy. Men were milling about the aisles and wandering back and forth from a pair of dark doorways in the back of the store. I must have counted about fifteen guys in the front of the store...and honestly if I wasn't already aroused by what I was going to witness...seeing the kind of guys filling this store would definitely have gotten me there. They were all older, hot, rough trade.
As I went down one aisle trying to blend in a big guy...over six feet, balding with close cropped hair and a flannel shirt with the sleeves cut off gave me a very pointed up and down look. His arms were thick with muscle and I couldn't help it, I dropped my eyes and notice a distinct bulge in the front of his faded dirty jeans. The guy was already semi erect. From what I could see, It looked super thick and snaked off to the side and partway down his thigh with a distinct curve.
I moved away quickly...didn't want him to think I was part of what he might have heard was going to go down here tonight.
I turned down an aisle and wandered back towards the dark doorways. This was where the video booths were. I glanced in trying to get a lay of the land and saw red lights lit up over every black painted door. Men were milling about, pacing back and forth waiting to get a spot in a booth. Shit this place was popular. A clerk sat smoking and staring at his phone between the two halls. They clearly had video booths in each hall. I noticed a mop and bucket by the stool...I knew what that was for.
I was staring at the men standing around the hall when one caught my eye. He was tall, black and pretty thin... he had a bandana tied over short dread and was wearing along basketball shirt and grey sweats. His arms were corded with muscle and I could see dark tattoos up and down from shoulder to wrist. He caught me looking at him and made sure to catch my eye. He appraised me slowly and let his hand wander down to the front of his sweats and gave a light squeeze. I was powerless to look away. As I stared he took it as encouragement and slowly raised the hem of the jersey. I swallowed hard. A long thick bulge ran down his left thigh, pressed tight to the thin grey cotton material. It was clear he was aroused, huge, and not wearing underwear. His cock looked over ten inches and the thinness of the fabric allowed me to see the distinct impression of his oversized cock head. I just started...I couldn't pull my eyes away as he flexed his inner muscles and caused the heavy erection to sway against the pants and throb obscenely. Holy shit! I snapped out of it and turned walked past him further into the hall.
I saw a tall Latino guy...maybe late 30"s, in a plaid shirt and snug chinos...handsome dad-type. Neat slicked hair, dusky skin, bulky muscular shoulders. He had seen me staring at the black guy's dick and began to slowly stroke his own packed looking crotch with hands I couldn't help but notice were enormous. Shit... I had better move on or I would be part of the show.
I turned around and headed back out to the store and pretended to look at video covers while I clocked all the hot rough looking men wandering the aisles. I moved down an aisle and stood near two guys trying to eaves drop. One was tall and thick with salt and pepper hair and a beard. The other was also big, over six feet...maybe forty or so with pale skin, freckles and short cropped red hair and stubble. He was wearing a super tight olive t-shirt and jeans. His body looked incredible...muscles, tiny waist and another packed looking crotch
The grey haired guy spoke first, "I hear there is going to be some pretty hot action here tonight...friend of mine clued me in...knows I like sick shit and getting my rocks off any way I can."
The red head looked around the book store," place is busy, that's for sure...your friend was pretty specific with his request...everybody is pretty keyed up and from what I can see it's like a big dick club in here tonight." He chuckled.
"Yeah...it was labeled as `Nine inch and up- Friday Night..." The grey haired guy replied.
The redhead said, "Well something better go down...I haven't gotten off in over a week and I am fucking horny as hell." His voice was hard and aggressive...causing my dick to twitch. I looked down and he roughly squeezed the oversized mound in the front of his jeans. He casually lifted the hem of his t-shirt and rubbed his rock hard abs. I saw that his jeans were riding so low on his hips and...he also clearly wasn't wearing underwear. I could see that below the tight stomach the first flush of thick, dark red pubic hair peeking over the top of the waistband of the jeans. Holy Shit!
I closed my eyes and almost swooned. Just then the doorbell dinged and all eyes in the place turned to see who came in. It was Bean. He looked like I remembered, big, jacked, bald wearing sunglasses, jeans, a leather vest over a wife beater and Doc Martins. His ears were gauged and he had rough stubble and a mustache. He popped the glasses on top of his head and looked around, that contemptuous sneer spread across his face at the men crowding the place.
He made his way around the store after stopping and talking in a whisper to the guy at the counter. He checked out the video halls and then just sort of stood leaning against the back wall...waiting.
You could feel the tension in the place...men were wandering around and they all seemed aroused and ready for something...to happen.
Another man walked out of the back and came down the aisle towards me. He was again another typical daddy type. Late forties, he was wearing a white polo shirt that was pretty tight and plaid shorts. His body was muscled and hard and as he passed me I noticed that his obviously big cock was flopping around unencumbered in the shorts...he clearly came not wearing underwear. He gave me an appraising looks and I swallowed hard and moved to another aisle.
Just then the door to the store opened and the place stood still...so quiet...just the sound of breath caught in dozens of throats.
Lane walked in. He would have caused a stir in any room he entered dressed like he was. His curly dark hair was sort of slicked back and his handsome face wore that anxious, half scared look he usually had when these things started. He was biting his full lips and his eyes were shifting around rapidly. His face may have been that of an innocent angel, but the way he was dressed left no doubt about why he was there. He looked like he had just left the gym. He was wearing a grey zipped hooded sweatshirt. The zipper was about halfway down and he wasn't wearing a shirt underneath. His smooth sculpted chest was exposed and you could just see the top of his softly defined six pack. The sweatshirt was also too short and rode up high exposing his lower stomach. He has on short faded dark grey school gym shorts. They had squared off legs and a loose elastic waist with his old private high school logo on the left leg. The shorts rode low on his hips exposing a thick white band of his briefs. Both the shorts and his underwear were pulled down low exposing the cuts in his hip flexor muscles. His thick muscular thighs seemed barely contained and were straining at the worn thin cotton. He had on running sneakers with no socks. He tan legs bare. His ass swelled out the back of the shorts and they clung to his cheeks and sinking into the deep declivity of the crack of his ass. The fabric was so thin and worn you could clearly see the outline of Lane's already fully erect cock arching up, the bloated head pressing against the cotton. Shit he might as well have been naked...it was shocking to see him walk into a porno shop dressed...like that.
The men in the store definitely took note. An immediate imperceptible hum seemed to start in the store and men shifted around, eyes locked on the kid.
Bean lurched himself off the wall and walked slowly over to Lane. He looked like a lion stalking a gazelle. As Bean stepped up to the kid and got right in close sort of looming over the kid. Lane's tongue slipped out and wet his full lower lip and his breath seemed to catch in his throat as the proximity of the big aggressive man...so close.
I heard Bean say... "Christ kid...what are your trying to do... start a riot. This place is packed and the guys are already pretty worked up. They were all pretty much hard as rocks even before you showed up...looking like that. Your dick is already hard...what the fuck"
Lane closed his eyes and could barely speak he was already breathing so hard, "I...didn't want to come...but...I am in a bad way...I need...something" His voice trailed off.
"Yeah...I know what you need...but listen just to be clear...you are not in charge...you walked through that door dressed like a fucking whore... this is the deal...you do what you are told...this isn't going to be easy...you are not just going to get to play with dicks all night and set the rules." Bean said.
Lane nodded, but that wasn't good enough for Bean and he looked around to make sure the men in the store were paying attention, "Answer me slut!" and he hauled off and slapped Lane right across the face. The crack of the skin on skin contact reverberated around the store.
"Lane brought his hand up to his reddening cheek and said in a hoarse voice. "Yes... I'll do what you say..." Lane's dick lurched in the shorts in response to the rough treatment.
"I want all the men here to know how they can treat you when it comes time." Bean said, leaning in close to the kid. Lane almost swooned. He threw his head back and closed his eyes, his dick jumped perceptibly in the front of the shorts. Bean looked down and noticed how aroused the kid was. "Christ kid you are hard as a rock...you look like you could shoot any minute..." Bean said.
He said, " We can't have things start off so soon. Take a walk around the store...cool down...do NOT go back into the hallway with the booths...not yet...just browse kid."
Lane turned and starting walking slowly towards the back of the store. The shorts shifted clinging to that incredible ass. The short hoodie rode up in the back and as he had rucked the underwear and gym shorts so low you could see the two shadowed dents of the dimples just above the beginning swell of his full ass. Men were watching his every move. As he hit the back aisle the redhead moved quickly to get into the aisle and follow the kid. Lane turned and looked at the guy, his eyes dropped to the man's packed crotch and he licked his lips. He turned to the racks and pretended to look at the videos. The guy sauntered up behind the kid and pretended to squeeze by him...he got really close and pressed himself against the kid. The huge mound of his cock in the front of his jeans pressed purposefully against the kid's bubble ass. Lane shuddered and arched up on his toes, trying not to press back against the hard dick. The guy smirked and walked past the kid. Lane dropped his head and looked down at his jumping dick. A light sheen of sweat had broken out on the kids exposed forearms. A thin bead of sweat trickled down his throat and ran into the deep V of his chest muscles. He was really on edge.
Bean made his way over to the kid. "Lane... you in control...we can shut this down right now.." Lane looked dazed..."No...I'm fine.. what do you want me to do."
Bean cut him off and looked down at the kids' dick. "Are you wearing a cock ring?" he whispered.
The kid moaned slightly, "Yeah", he breathed out, "and my balls are strapped too. Feels fucking incredible"
Bean shook his head. "You are too much...take a walk and then meet me in the last aisle."
Lane walked slowly around the store his outfit looking more and more obscene. A huge tent in the front of the shot gym shorts, his sweatshirt half unzipped with his chest heaving.
The bell over the door dinged and a couple more men walked in. They were both black and looked about forty. Both the guys were pretty big and bulky with thick slabs of muscle and looked like they had just come from the gym. They were in sweat shirts and baggy basketball shorts. They looked around the store and when they saw Lane they whispered to each other and started laughing.
Bean waved the kid over. "let's go check out the booths...we are just going to look."
I followed discreetly behind them as they went into the gloom of the first hallway. The red lights were on above all the doors. The guy monitoring the booth halls on the stool barely registered the two men. The dark hall was crowded with guys waiting to get into booths. They all turned and looked at the new entries. Lane and Bean wandered down the hall passing all the closed doors. Men leaned against the wall casually stroking obvious erections through their pants...waiting for their turn in a booth. Sounds of moans, slapping skin and squeals came from the videos playing in the booths.
You could also hear other sounds...Bean stopped the kid in front of one door and put a hand on his back guiding him close to the door. "Listen kid...' You could distinctly hear wet, liquid sucking sounds and deep throated moans. Bean pushed the kids head closer to the door. "Sounds like someone is getting one hell of a blow job...lucky sucker." Lane groaned and his cock jumped in the shorts. The wet pace of the action seemed to pick up behind the door and Bean stood close behind the kid, hands on his shoulders. I noticed Bean's crotch was starting to look slightly swollen. He moved in a bit closer letting the kid feel his growing erection rising up against the deep cleft between his ass cheeks. He leaned his mouth close to the kid's ear. "Hear that..." sounds like the guys about to cum." He whispered. Behind the door you could hear a man cry out "Oh shit...I'm going to cum...oh fuck swallow my load you fucker...ache" gurgling sounds came from behind the door and the kid shook his head tossing the sweat from his curls.
"Alright...enough." Bean said. He motioned the kid back out into the store. I followed them out as did a few of the other men who were lingering in the dark hall. Bean walked with the boy over to a wall display of sex toys. Bean reached up and took down a thick, very lifelike huge dildo. It must have been twelve inches long. Bean hefted the thick rubber cock in his palm. The redhead and the grey haired guy had moved into the aisle and were watching and listening. Bean held the dildo up and looked at Lane, "Bet you'd love to fucking sit on this thing... Shuck those shorts and underwear right down...fucking slobber your spit all over this huge cock...ride it down to the base until you fucking shoot...huh Kid?" Lane swallowed hard and just stared at the dildo. The redhaired guy moaned an involuntarily squeezed his super swollen crotch. Bean looked up at him and smirked. "Maybe we should buy this...huh?" he said. He walked past the two guys and left Lane to squeeze past them. The red head didn't move out of the way and Lane with a glint in his eye faced the guy as he brushed past him letting his tented out shorts graze the front of the man's packed jeans. The red head shook his head and gritted his teeth.
Bean turned around and motioned the kid over to the counter and dropped the huge cock down. "We are going to take this...but we're not ready to leave just yet...can I pay you now and leave here...till...?" The clerk made a non-comital nod and Bean gave the guy his credit card. Lane couldn't seem to take his eyes of the dildo and almost looked disappointed when the guy put it behind him on a shelf behind the counter. Bean steered the kid to the back of the store again...parading the half-naked slut through the place. Men were not even pretending to look at the shelves... they just stared...at Lane. Bean took him into the other dark video hall. I followed...it was a dark and crowded as the other one had been. All the booths were occupied and men were leaning against the walls, touching themselves surreptitiously.
Bean motioned to a blank spot of the wall. "Go stand there and just look." He said.
The kid went over and leaned against the painted black wall outside one of the booth doors. The kid looked amazing in the dim light. The shorts were tented out and the sweatshirt rode up high. You could see the band of his underwear and the smooth skin of his taut abdomen. He let his head rest against the wall and his erect cock jutted out against the front of the shorts obscenely. The men in the hall were all without fail showing hard dicks through their pants. They were all clearly frustrated at not being able to get into a booth. They locked eyes on the kid and all of them began to shift around. The kid was barely dressed, clearly aroused, and the men's frustration seemed to tick up notch.
I saw the Latino guy from earlier detach himself from where he was leaning. He moved closer to the kid. Lane's heavy lidded eyes flicked over the guy, noting his bulky muscular build and dropped his glance to the mans crotch. The man was clearly very excited. His tight chinos were straining across his obvious erection. The bulge looked enormous. The outline of his erection snaked straight up along his hip. His handsome face was sweaty and he couldn't resist groping and squeezing his mounded crotch as he approached near the kid. I noticed as he passed by Lane he let the back of his hand graze the front of the kid's shorts. He lingered right where the boy's cock head was insistently pressing against the fabric. Lane bit his lip and shuddered. The guy smirked and clocked the hall monitor to make sure he wasn't paying attention. Bean stood back and watched as the guy made his way to stand close behind the kid. He leaned close and let his hot breath hit the kid's neck. He distinctly whispered into Lane's ear "Fucking hot little slut." He shuffled a bit closer and both of them huffed out a breath. I looked down and saw that the Latino guy had pressed his steel hard erection that was standing up straight in the front of his chinos firmly against the kid's hip. Lane's chest was heaving and his mouth hung open. The guy began to press his long hard erection more insistently against the kid's hip. He used his hand and grazed Lane's waist and turned the kid slightly. His erection now lined up with the bubble ass. He gripped Lane a bit tighter and ground his hips forward letting the kid feel the full hard length. Lane's hands were hanging limply at his side. The guy subtly reached down and took the kid's hand and guided it onto the staining bulge in the front of his pants.
Lane's whole body shook and he stroked his palm up and down the bulge. After a couple shuddering strokes the man looked over to the guy on the stool and made sure he was still staring down at his phone. The guy moved the kid's trembling fingers up to the tab of his straining zipper. Lane looked over at Bean and reached behind and shakily lowered the man's zipper. The guy guided the boy's hand into the open pants and Lane bit his lip when his hand hit hot skin.
I watched as Lane began to slowly jerk the guy off, with his hand wrist deep in the chinos. The guy reached around and slowly lowered the zipper of the kid's hoody. Once it swung open he parted the sweatshirt fabric exposing the kid's stomach and chest. He looked around the hall and made sure men were watching and ran his palm up the kids hard abdomen to the kid's rounded chest. Lane moaned when the man's hand reached his rock hard nipples. The guy teasingly let his fingertips graze over them over and over again. Other men in the hallway shifted closer to watch the play. Lane saw he had an audience and got that look in his eye. He extracted his hand from the guys pants and brought his soaking wet palm up slowly to his mouth. He looked around the hall and slowly let his thick pink tongue out and languorously licked the clear precum from his palm. A guy who was standing close and watching...he was about forty years old, had a shaved head a goatee and neck tattoos. He had on dirty jeans and a tan work shirt. The front of his pants were tented out and a wet spot stained the front of the grungy denim. He swore under his breath and stepped forward. He reached out a hand with thick blunt fingers and began to run his rough palm up and down Lane's chest and abdomen. The Latino guy looked up and whispered "Yeah play with the slut..." The goatee guy leaned in and used one hand to brutally pinch one of the kid's nipples and put his cupped palm over the kids tented shorts. He said, "Dirty little fuck" ...as Lane groaned and used his one free hand to grab the guy by his thick wrist and press his painfully hard cock into the guys hand, beginning to shudder.
The Latino guy swore "Holy Fuck! You little whore." He leaned in closer and unbuttoned his pants and pulled his long erection out from the front of his khakis. The thick long dick was over nine inches. It was uncircumcised and the foreskin was skimmed back exposing the purple wet cock head. The shaft was pale brown with blue veins tracing along the thick tube along the base of the penis. His cock was jerking in excitement. He clearly had leaked a prodigious amount of precum form the teasing play ans the shaft and head glistened wetly in the dim light. He forcefully took the kid's hand and guided it onto his exposed erection. Lane looked like he was in heaven. He leaned back and let the bald guy play with his nipples while he began to jerk the Latino's thick wet dick in earnest.
While Lane took long shuddering strokes up and down the wet thick cock. The Latino leaned back and looked down the kid's body." SHIT...look at that ass...can I touch it?" he whispered. The bald guy egged him on saying "Shit yeah". The guy didn't' wait for assent from the kid he just let his hand wander around the kids naked chest and slide down his lower back under the unzipped sweatshirt. He started off just cupping the full heavy ass cheeks over the shorts with his big hands that were shaking in excitement. He moaned at the feel and Lane trembled as he continued to jerk off the big dick. So much precum had continued to leak from the purple glans that Lane's hand was positively gliding up and down the hot thick shaft. The bald guy was still mercilessly playing with the kid's nipples while his eyes were locked onto the kid's jerking cock, spasming inside the gym shorts. The Latino looked at Lane's pleasure twisted face and as the kid wasn't resisting... he let one hand slide over the rounded cotton covered cheek and skimmed it down the deep dent in the kid's lower back and right down the back of the shorts. He got his big palm under the back of the white briefs. His eyelids fluttered at the feel of the hot firm cheeks and the smooth perfect skin. He was panting in the kid's ear and began to speak in an elevated whisper. "Christ kid your ass is fucking incredible..." I saw his fingers seeking in the deep cleft. "I...ahhh...I'm touching your fucking hole...Christ kid...let me fuck you...right here...right now ...I need to have my dick inside you...you want that...right...coming into a place like this...half dressed...you want to get fucked..." he moaned.
The wet sound of the slick hand job was unmistakable and the heavy breathing and whispering was not subtle and the guy on the stool finally looked up. "Hey...break it up...none of that shit in the hall." Lane jerked his hand back and the bald guy reluctantly took his hands off the kid and stepped back into the shadowy hall. The Latino slowly slid his hands out of the back of Lane's shorts and winced as he tried to tuck his massive hard on back into his pants.
He leaned close to Lane and said" Kid... I was so close... You got to get into a booth...I need you to get me off...all the booths have gloryholes...I can put my cock through...you can fuck yourself on my big hard dick." he huffed the last part out overcome with excitement. Bean stepped over and grabbed Lane by the arm..."The kid isn't going into a booth...just yet. C'mon Lane." He said and led Lane back out into the store. "Fix your clothes, you need to slow the fuck down" Bean said. Go walk around and I am telling you if you go too far before I give you permission we will leave...got it?" he said and grabbed Lanes face in a tight grip. Lane nodded and when Bean let go he walked on shaky legs down and aisle and made a circle around the store.
All the men in the place watched as Lane walked around the porno store. In a few minutes the kid made his way back over to Bean. Men were walking around and going back and forth to the booths. Most came back into the store right away making me assume that the booths were all still full. Bean and the kid stood together in the last aisle. Bean said, "Ready for a little more?" to the kid.
Men in the store were starting to walk around almost circling the kid and Bean. The kid's eyes were flicking around the store and his breathing was getting even heavier. Bean stepped to the side and let the men who were getting close look at the kid. A couple more guys joined what was now a loose circle. The two big black guys came over and stood back a bit.
An older guy, maybe forty or so, who had emerged from the dark hallway walked over and got close. He was tall and somewhat thin. He had dark longer hair, slicked back and olive skin. He was really handsome with a big aquiline nose and full lips. He was wearing a navy suit with a white shirt, unbuttoned a bit...no tie. I could see a huge tube of erect cock pressing against the front of his dress pants. He looked almost crazed with lust. His heavy lidded eyes were half closed and his tongue was almost hanging out. He cruised the kid and let his hand drop to his bulge. Lane began to tremble. The guy addressed Bean in a low voice, "This kid going back to a booth...looks like he needs dick...I've been here for a couple hours...let one guy blow me for a bit but I was saving for something special...let me take him in a booth...please" he was breathing heavy as he ate the kid up with his eyes and pleaded into Bean's ear.
Bean didn't respond so the guy looked at the kid. The guy looked into Lane's eyes and spoke in a low voce directly to him, "Kid...wanna play?...my dick is so hard...you look like you need cock...let `s go into a booth...I'll let you suck my cock...you'll love it it's ten inches and so fucking hard and wet...c'mon...feel" He reached out and took Lane by the forearm. The kid's hand was shaking bad, he guided the kid's palm to the long tube along the front of his pants.
Lane moaned and let his hand stroke the huge erection through the dress pants. Bean watched as men moved in and stepped closer. The Black guy in the sweats that earlier showed me his huge cock, moved closer and the grey haired guy crowded close as well. The kid's eyes watched mesmerized as his hand stroked up and down the huge tented cock in a shaky motion. The guy in the suit moved the kid's hand aside and fumbled to lower his zipper. One of the big black guys let out a woosh. "Shit you gonna take your cock out right here..."
The guy in the suit had fished into the opening of his slacks and maneuvered out his super hard erection. His cock jutted out of the pants straight as an arrow, deep red firm with blood. It was incredible...it was ten inches long and thick with veins bulging along the shaft. The head was perfectly shaped and was a flushed reddish brown. The deep piss slit was shining and wet with precum. Lane almost cried out at the sight of the oversized erection. He flicked his eyes up to Bean. Bean craned his neck over the shelves looking to the front of the store to make sure the counter guy wasn't paying attention. Bean gave the kid a slight nod. Lane reached out and gasped when his hand made contact with the hot skin of the man's penis. He wrapped his hand around the shaft and began to pump the cock attempting to get him to leak more precum.
The thin black guy in the sweatpants swore under his breath, "Fucking faggot" he stepped closer and reached out a hand and put it on the back of the kid's head, wrapping his long fingers into the sweaty curls. He applied pressure and moved Lane's head down. "Suck this man's dick you little whore...right out here in the open". The guy in the suit moaned out..."yeah put your mouth on my cock...let everyone watch..." Men in the room let out an almost collective breath and shuffled in closer to the action.
Lane didn't resist. He looked almost drunk. His eyes were half closed, mouth agape, almost panting. He let his head be forcefully guided down and flicked his tongue out and let the tip dip into the man's deep piss slit. The long dick jerked and swayed at the contact, and the guy in the suit gasped out, "Yeah...play with my cock you little slut...make me leak." Lane pulled back and a thin strand of precum connected the tip of his tongue to the huge cock head. Lane groaned and I saw his cock lurch violently in his shorts. A dark spot had formed on the front of Lane's gym shorts where his painfully bloated head throbbed against the material.
Before it could go any further the counter guy sat up straight attempting to look over the racks at the group congregating in the back of the store. "Hey...no funny business in the store...I'll fucking throw you all out."
Fuck...The men stepped back , the black guy let go of the kid's head . Lane straightened up and all the men looked at the huge dark stain of presume on the front of the kid's shorts. He was covered in sweat and a dark line of perspiration had stained the back of the hoody in a thick straight line along his spine. The guy in the suit groaned and hastily struggled to tuck his massive erection back into his pants. It wasn't easy and a heavy clear drop of precum dangled off the tip and dripped to the floor as the guy tried to roughly bed the rigid penis and insert it into the V of the suit pants. He finally succeeded and struggled to zip the pants. The group sort of broke up and reluctantly moved away from the boy.
The guy in the suit stepped close to Bean and said in an urgent whisper to Bean...his voice horse." Get this kid in the back...into a booth...NOW."
Bean just laughed and shook his head. "Booths were all full...last time we checked...we're going to stay our here and browse a bit more." And led Lane away from the guy.