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....