When I finished the pricing, I carried some of the stock out to the front to put on display. I noticed the customer was leaving empty handed and my uncle said the guy thought the shoes were too expensive. They were an Italian patent leather slip-on and not cheap.
My uncle told me that, if the guy should come back while he was away from the store playing golfing, I could sell them at half price. “They’re soon going to be old stock,” he said.
Sure enough, the guy returned about fifteen minutes before closing time. He asked if the slip-ons would be offered in a sale anytime soon. He wanted to wear them at his daughter’s wedding in three weeks.
I told him that our next sale was months away. The downturn of his mouth told me that he was obviously disappointed but his face lit up when I said, “Tell you what I’ll do… because you want them for a very special occasion, I’ll let you have them today at half price. How does that sound?”
He smiled broadly. “Oh, that’s great, thank you. I will take them.” Within minutes, he’d paid for the shoes and gone marching out of the door. One very satisfied customer.
At five-thirty, I closed the store, locked up, and headed off to catch a bus home. As I was striding along, a car drew up alongside me. The window came down and I saw the bald-headed customer. “Would you like a ride home?” he asked. “It’s the least I can offer to thank you for doing the deal with my shoes.”
“That would be terrific, very kind of you,” I said and told him my address. I walked around to the passenger side and got in.
He said, “I’m Dan.”
“Hi, I’m Bob.”
We pulled out into traffic and halfway down the block a blue truck cut him off. Dan screamed, “Fucking cock sucker! Watch it.” Then he laughed and said, “Oops, sorry.”
I chuckled. “It’s no big deal. I’ve heard those words before.”
He gave me a quick glance “Speaking of cock sucking,” he said, “have you ever had your cock sucked?”
I was surprised by his out-of-the-blue personal question but I answered, “Ahhhh no, I haven’t.”
“Would you like me to be the first to suck it?”
What? This guy was rather direct, I thought. I shifted nervously in my seat, before replying, “No, I don’t think so. I’m not gay.”
He laughed. “I’m not either. But, once in a while, I like to suck some cock. Every so often, when I see a guy, I get all excited about giving him a blowjob. Today could be your lucky day. What do you say? Are you horny?”
I smiled at his openess and slowly shook my head. What a character! Then I realised that I wasn’t exactly flaccid in my pants. Looking across at him, I surprised myself by revealing, “I’ve been getting a boner since you first hollered ‘cock sucker’ at that guy! I’ve had my hands in my lap so you wouldn’t see it.”
Lifting his right hand off the wheel, he reached over and moved my hand away. Glancing down and said, “Oh yes, I can see your bulge. Looks mighty impressive, too.”
Then he rubbed my crotch, feeling my boner. “Hmm, I’d sure like to suck that. We could go to my house. My wife is at her sister’s, babysitting, until later tonight.”
The idea of having my cock sucked was tempting. But I had a question, “Would I have to suck you?”
“Not unless you wanted too,” he replied.
“Well, to be quite honest, I’ve been really horny today. I get days like it but I don’t get a chance to jerk off too often while I’m living at my grandma’s. And I haven’t met any girls here yet who want to fuck.” I paused, thinking, and feeling my erection straining for release. ”Okay, let’s do it.”
Inside his house, we took off our shoes at the front door before going downstairs to a rumpus room. He led me to a couch and got straight into action. Down on his knees in front of me, he unzipped my slacks, pulled them down to my ankles, and I stepped out of them. He fondled my cock and balls through my shorts, rubbing his lips against my shorts, kissing the fabric. Through the material, I felt his hot breath on my cock.
My erection pushed against the material, bulging and begging for release. He pulled down my and my cock flipped up, slapping his face.
Dan laughed and exclaimed, “Oh my, what a beauty! I love unclipped cocks.”
His left hand latched onto my nuts and he caressed them. His right hand grasped the base of my cock and he nibbled on my foreskin. Even when I’m fully erect, there is some overhang and his lips pulled and tugged on it. Then he pushed his tongue inside and rolled it around my glans, inside my hood.
My cockhead was super sensitive and I felt myself quickly going beyond the point of no return. I moaned, gasped, and then came, squirt after huge squirt. I think Dan was surprised by my quick cumming but he quickly recovered and swallowed it all down. He breathed hard, savouring the taste and continued sucking on my dick until it diminished.
“Wow,” he said, after letting it slip from between his lips. “You were horny, weren’t you?”
“Yes, it’s been one of those especially horny days. And that was so good I couldn’t hold back. Sorry.”
“No problem. But now, if you don’t mind, I’m so hard and horny I must get off as well.”
He stood, dropped his pants and shorts, and I saw immediately that he was indeed hard. His cut cock was long and thin with a smooth broad head. His pubes were shaved.
Dan started jerking his cock in earnest and was soon breathing in rapid bursts while humming or moaning. He increased speed and soon his cum shot out, spraying over the carpet. He stroked his shaft for the last drops and then let his limp cock dangle between his thighs.
“Whew, I needed that,” he murmured contentedly.
“Yeah, I did too,” I said, chuckling.
Part 2
Dan returned from the bathroom with a wet washcloth. He wiped his juice off the carpet and went back to the bathroom, returning with a towel which he used to dry the carpet.
“Would you like a coke or pepsi?” he asked. “Got both in the fridge.”
“Sure, a coke would be great.”
He went to the fridge, opened two cokes, and gave me one and sat on the couch. I felt a little uncomfortable sitting half naked on the couch with him, so I reached down for my pants.
“Just leave them,” said Dan, putting a hand on my arm. “You’ll only have to take them off for round two. In fact, take off your shirt, lay down, and I’ll give you a massage.”
I’d never had a massage in my life. But Dan had already sucked my cock so why not start now? I removed my shirt and he gave me a pillow off the back of the couch to put under my head. He put another pillow on the floor and knelt on it.
He was at my mid-section and started to massage my chest, arms and belly. Both hands worked over my body, rubbing and stroking. It felt good, so relaxing. He moved to my lower legs and then up to my thighs.
My crotch region was very aware of the goings on my pecker was again hard and sticking straight up. He fondled my nuts, gripped my boner at the base, and licked my balls; first one and then the other. He gently sucked on one, trying to get it in his mouth. It so good.
He licked from my nuts to the base of my cock, upward to my cock head, and that felt mighty good, too. His tongue licked around the head of my cock and again he nibbled on my foreskin overhang, sucking the excess flesh into his mouth.
Gently peeling back my foreskin, he lapped around my glans and tried to get the tip of his tongue into my piss slit. Oooh, so delicious! I moaned and gasped my approval. Holding the base of my shaft, he sucked my cock into his mouth, seeming to swallow its entire length, He bobbed his head up and down.
Automatically, I thrust my hips up and down, sliding my cock back and forth in his mouth. He sucked and sucked and my thrusts soon developed a regular rhythm. In a very short time, my cock expanded; I’m was getting close and Dan seemed aware of my impending explosion. He backed off.
“Let’s slow down a bit,” he said. “I want to enjoy you a while longer.”
He stroked my cock, a slow and lazy motion that kept me erect and wanting more.
His rhythm became faster. He seemed to be in a hurry now, needing my release into his eager mouth. My hips bounced up and down, matching the bobbing of his head while his sucking and stroking soon pushed me over the edge. I squirted load after load into his mouth and down his throat. We both groaned with pleasure while he sucked my cockhead and pumped out every last dribble. Not a drop escaped, he swallowed it all.
When I am nearly soft, he asked, “Did you like that?”
“Oh gawd, yesss! That was fantastic, bloody fantastic.”
“Would you like to massage me?”
Damn, why not? ”I can try,” I said, “but I’ve never done it before.”
“You’ll learn fast.”
He stood and I saw that his cock was impressively erect. We switched places. I knelt and rubbed his chest, arms, and upper belly. His nipples were erect and I playfully tweaked one. He gasped. “Mmm, I like that.”
So I rubbed and pulled on each nipple and they extended even further. Then I massaged his calves and thighs, his erection only inches from my face. I’d never been so close to a throbbing cock and I gazed at it, noting the thick veins running along his length.
“Do you want to touch it? It won’t bite!”
His voice broke into my thoughts, bringing me back to reality. What did he just say? Touch it?
I gulped, still staring at his twitching cock. I’d never held another cock. Now I was fascinated, curious, and tempted. Would it feel different to my own? I didn’t say anything but clasped his cock between my fingers and thumb, slowly stroking it up and down. He was solid and I quickly went to the next stage, encircling his shaft, fingers wrapped all the way around, feeling him hot in my palm.
Dan’s cock felt both smooth and hard as I got into a rhythm, rubbing up and down, base to head and back. I heard him sigh and I decided to also play with his nuts. Yes, Dan was right: I’m a quick learner! I was gentle with his balls, rolling them around in my fingers.
“Ahhh, I like that; keep it up please.”
In the quiet of the room, I was aware of our breathing, Dan’s frequent gasps, and the light, rhythmic slap of my hand against his pubic area. A bead of pre-cum appeared and, like a tear, trickled down his helmet.
“Would you like to taste it, suck my cock?”
Oh boy! I blinked, looking at Dan’s glistening purple helmet, coated with pre-cum. I’d never thought about sucking a guy’s cock but Dan’s joy stick felt so good, so alive, in my hand. What would it feel like to have this snake slithering in my mouth?
Curiosity won.
I shuffled on my knees, leaned over and, without any hesitation, licked around the head, lapping up his salty pre-cum. I think Dan was as surprised as I was.
“Mmm,” he muttered.
I took his cockhead into my mouth and sucked. Gradually, I took in more and more of his length. When his helmet reached the back of my tongue, I gagged and gulped furiously to recover. My face flushed; I was embarrassed.
Dan said, “Don’t worry. Take it nice and slow, okay?”
I engulfed him again and established a pattern of slow short sucks that he enjoyed, moaning, and gasping, “Oh gawd, that’s so good, don’t stop.”
His meat filled my mouth and I tasted something on my tongue. I took his cock out of my mouth and saw pre-cum was flowing out of his slit, not just the odd tear. I licked the tip of his dick; the taste on my tongue seemed different. It wasn’t unpleasant but not too tasty either.
I licked around and around his cockhead until it became a bright pink, bursting with heat.
“Can I cum in your mouth?”
I didn’t reply but took his cock into my mouth and sucked on it, bobbing up and down with a steady rhythm. Soon he was breathing hard, his hips going up and down. Suddenly, I felt the first spurts of hot juice on my tongue and at the back of my throat. I avoided gagging and swallowed repeatedly to take his full load. It was a different taste entirely from anything I’d ever had before and I continued sucking and swallowing until he went limp.
“That was bloody terrific,” he said. “Are you sure you’ve never done this before?”
I laughed. “No, never have. So you liked it?”
“Oh yes.”
He looked at the clock. “Oops, it’s nearly six-thirty, I’d better drive you home before the wife catches us.”
“Okay,” I said. “Well, thanks for… well, for everything.”
Part 3
Dan drove me home to my grandparents. He stressed that this was to be our “little secret” and I readily agreed. I didn’t want anybody to know what we’d done, even though it was worth bragging about.
Six weeks later, I was finishing up my summer job when Dan came into the shop just before closing time. As usual, my uncle was golfing and there were no customers around. Dan and I talked and, when was five-thirty, I locked up and turned the sign around to ‘Closed’.
Dan said that he was moving to work in New York. He was employed by an insurance company and he told me this story of how he got his new job…
The district sales manager visited their branch early in July. Over drinks one night, he complained that he hated coming to this city because it was impossible to get a blowjob. Apparently, if he went to Detroit, Chicago or Denver, he always arranged to get his cock sucked. But not here. No opportunities, he moaned.
So, Dan drove him to his hotel, went up to his room and proceeded to blow the guy’s cock like it had never been blown before. He was so appreciative that, when a job vacancy came up in head office, he called Dan and offered him the position – blow jobs included! Dan accepted and he and his wife were moving in mid-September.
I became quite aroused while he told me this and Dan noticed the bulge in my slacks.
“Are you horny?”
“Oh yes.” I rubbed my dick through my pants.
“Want to go in the back room?”
“Sounds good.”
In there, I dropped my slacks and shorts and perched on the edge of the desk. He knelt and, taking hold of my erect dick, he proceeded to lick it all over and around and up and down, sort of treating it like a lollipop or an ice cream cone. His other hand was busy fondling and caressing my nuts. My dick leaked pre-cum and he lapped it up, squeezing out more to savour. His lips teased my foreskin, nibbling and pulling and stretching. His tongue probed inside my foreskin, licking all around.
Gently, he retracted my foreskin and licked around my cockhead and up and down my shaft. My glans was super sensitive and I trembled with the thrill and excitement. Putting my cock in his mouth, he started sucking, his head bobbing up and down in a steady rhythm.
I leaned back on the desk to give him better access and he took my full length into his mouth. I felt my cock against the back of his throat and we both moaned, breathing hard, as he increased his rhythm.
He wriggled his way down my shaft until my dick was fully inside his mouth and deep into his throat. His lips pressed against my pubes and he maintained that pressure for a few moments while his tongue licked the underside of my cock.
Sucking hard, he raised his head and then plunged down again, deeply. Again and again, he repeated this and I felt myself cumming from deep within my nut sack. The spasms started and I shot huge globs of cum down his throat. He sucked and sucked and swallowed, not missing a drop. His tongue bathed my cock, lapping up all the juices.
Soon my cock was diminished, drained of all its ejaculate. He gave it a final lick, stuck his tongue inside my foreskin, and nibbled on the excess flesh.
“Wow, that was wonderful,” I gasped. “I’m so glad you popped by today.”
“Well, it was great for me too Bobby. But now I have to run. The wife expects me home by five-thirty and I’m late already. Otherwise, I’d have you blow this boner in my pants.”
Dan stood and I saw his pecker tenting his pants. What a waste! We shook hands and he invited me to visit him should I ever get to New York. I thanked him, we wished each other all the best in our future endeavours, and I let him out of the store.
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Special thanks to JWren for all the editing assistance.
