Date: Mon, 15 Mar 2010 17:29:06 -0700 (PDT)
From: s s <subanalslut@yahoo.com>
Subject: Going Shopping for New Jeans

Going Shopping
for New Jeans

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My name is Ben, right now I'm 21 and a senior in college, but I enjoy
looking back into the not-so-distant past at my experiences growing up...

As a horny teenager, there was no place I wouldn't have been open to having
sex.  Anytime, anyplace was my motto, alright.  Being so open to these
possibilities, I found some fun in pretty interesting places.  One of my
favorites was when I was fifteen, at this store that used to be downtown
that had a lot of cute, trendy stuff.

It happened one day after school; I needed a new pair of jeans and decided
to go shopping after class.  I was browsing through the racks and found a
few pairs of jeans, then went over to the fitting room to try them on.  It
was pretty empty, being a weekday.  The sales guy who was in charge of the
fitting rooms was kinda hot, even if he was only in his twenties, and I
tend to prefer guys a lot older than me.  He had a punk vibe, with his
sprayed on looking jeans (with a nice sized bulge in the crotch, too),
multiple piercings, tattoos, and shaved head.  He definitely didn't mind
having a cute blonde fifteen year old flirting with him, either.

I tried on a few of the pairs of jeans, but the ones I liked ran really big
and were totally falling down off my hips.  I poked my head out of the
dressing room and said "Excuse me, do you think there are any of these in a
28 waist in the back?  I couldn't find any, and these are just too big."

"Let me see them on you." asked the guy, whose name was Ryan, according to
his nametag.

I stepped out of the fitting room in the loose jeans and he walked over to
look at them.  He pinched the extra fabric around my waist in his fingers,
subtly sliding his hand across my back.

"Yeah, these are way too big for you.  Let me go check in the stock room
for a 28, ok?"

He went off to check and I took off the pair that was too big, but since it
was so empty I didn't even bother to close the door fully but just hung out
in my briefs and tee shirt until Ryan came back.

He pushed the door open and handed me the jeans, saying "Lets see if those
are a better fit."

I pulled them on and buttoned them right there with him watching.  "They do
feel better."

"Yeah, that's definitely more like it.  They look good on you." he ran his
hand across the waistband, stroking the skin up beneath the edge of my tee
shirt.

"Yeah, I think they fit better.  They are kinda expensive, though."

"Well, you should definitely get them, they look hot on you.  Maybe we
could work something out with my employee discount." he winked.  I could
see the bulge in his skinny jeans growing.

"Sounds good to me.  Let's seal the deal." I said as I dropped to my knees
on the floor of the changing room.  I could see our reflections in the
mirrored wall as I knelt there, rubbing his hardening cock through his
jeans and looking up at him.

"That didn't take much convincing, did it?" he laughed.

"Nope!"  I answered cheerfully with a wink as I undid his belt.  He
unbuttoned his pants and pulled down the zipper so I could reach inside and
pull out his dick.

I have to say it was almost perfect, he had about eight inches (cut) with a
meaty mushroom head, and the shaft was really veined (my favorite), and he
had a pretty substantial PA piercing through the head (a thick chrome
hoop).  I had pulled his balls out of the fly of his jeans too, and they
were huge!  Plus, he seemed to have a lot of body hair, which is totally a
plus for me.  I would have been willing to do this guy for free any day,
but the added incentive of the jeans made me extra greedy as I took the
head into my mouth, feeling the sensation of the metal piercing rubbing
across my tongue and the roof of my mouth.

I slobbered up and down the shaft, coating it with spit until it was
dripping down his huge balls and my chin.  His cock had a bit of a
downwards curve that was at a perfect angle for sucking.

"You better be ready to take it all, little bitch!" he warned as he put his
hands on the back of my head and began relentlessly pulling my head down so
his cock forced it's way into my throat until I could feel his hairy balls
hit my chin.

He held my head in position as he enjoyed having his cock buried in my
young throat for long enough that I was starting to run out of air before
he let me back off a little and breathe.

"As much as I want to fuck your slutty little ass right here in the fitting
room, I think we had better take this somewhere more private." he said,
stuffing his hard and leaking dick back into his pants and pulling his
plaid shirt down to cover it up as much as he could.

I grabbed my pants, shoved my feet into my sneakers, and followed him
through the door into the stock room.  Once we were inside he undid the
jeans I had been trying on and pulled them and my underwear down around my
knees.  Then he spun me around and pushed me down so I was bent over a pile
of boxes in the darkest corner, somewhat hidden by piles of other boxes.

He knelt down behind me and I could feel his breath on my skin as he
grabbed the cheeks of my ass with both of his hands and pulled them apart
so my smooth, tight little asshole was totally exposed.  Without any
warning he dove right in, attacking my ass with his tongue.  I could feel
the stubble on his scruffy face rubbing against my skin as he tongue-fucked
my eager hole.  His tongue was amazing, it felt almost like I was getting
fingered, and the result was the same -- I was being loosened up for a good
hard fucking.  It felt great, and I was biting my lip to keep from moaning.
My cock was leaking precum like crazy, especially once he switched from his
tongue to his fingers, getting me even looser to prepare me for his pierced
monster.

When he stood up undid his pants again, and I heard him spit into his hand,
I knew what was coming.  I wasn't totally ready for it though and when I
felt the sensation of a piece of metal being pushed into my ass, followed
by the mushroom head of his cock, I shivered all over and my knees went
weak.

He didn't waste any time getting into a hard, fast, pounding rhythm,
pushing my tee shirt up my back and grabbing my waist to hold me in place.
I could feel his balls smacking my ass with each thrust as he fucked me,
grunting softly so that everyone else in the store wouldn't hear us.  He
even stuck a couple of fingers in my mouth for me to suck on to muffle my
moaning.

He was really fucking me hard, but I was loving every bit of it -- the
feeling of his weight on top of me as his muscular body slammed into mine,
and the feeling of his thick, curved cock forcing it's way deep into me,
stretching my little asshole and pounding that sweet spot inside of me with
each stroke.

I could feel his body tense and the speed of his fucking sped up, so I
could tell he was getting close.  I arched my back and slammed my ass back
onto his dick with each stroke, and I could feel it getting harder and
harder, swelling inside me.  It also felt like the curved shape got even
more curved, and I had to suck his fingers as hard as I could to keep from
screaming.

When he threw all his weight on top of me, driving his cock deep into my
ass and spewing his hot load of seed into me it was almost a relief.  He
held me in place for what felt like a minute while he emptied those huge
balls into my stretched, aching asshole.

Then he slowly pulled the softening length of his dick out of my ass,
leaving me feeling empty.  He pulled my body across the boxes so my face
was aligned with his crotch and without any words fed me his still thick
and meaty cock for me to suck clean of cum and juices from my own ass
before tucking it back into those skinny jeans of his.

"You stay here, I'm gonna go take the tags off these jeans." he said,
pulling them the rest of the way off of me and leaving me lying there,
still sort of dazed and still rock hard, with his huge load starting to
leak out of my abused asshole.

I was just starting to consider getting up and pulling on my pants when I
heard footsteps approaching. At first I thought it was Ryan coming back,
but then I heard a different voice speaking.

"Look at you, ya little slut!"  I jumped and grabbed for my pants.  "Nah,
no worries.  Ryan told me you were back here, not that I could have missed
your little performance in the fitting room on the security cameras."

The man was wearing a security guard uniform that stretched across his
bulky, muscular body like it was made of rubber.  He must have been at
least two hundred and fifty pounds of solid flesh, covered in the darkest
black skin I had ever seen.  He looked like he was about forty, and he was
rubbing the bulge in the front of his uniform pants.  My freshly fucked
asshole twitched just looking at him.

"Ryan knows I like sloppy seconds," he smirked "and I don't think a little
slut like you is gonna argue with me."

"No, I definitely won't try to stop you!" I said, giving him my best
'I'm-innocent-but-rape-me-NOW' look.

"Get back over those boxes like you were!" he ordered, undoing his pants
and releasing a massive dick that was even bigger than Ryan's.  He walked
up behind me and put one of his huge hands on my back, pinning me down on
the boxes.

"Reach back and spread those cheeks, slut, so I can see your fuckhole!"

I did as I was told, spreading the cheeks of my ass wide and feeling the
cum oozing out of my ass and trickling down my leg.

"Damn, that's one sloppy hole!" he laughed, sticking two of his thick
fingers into me, then shoving them into my mouth so I could suck off the
cum covering them.  "I'm not even gonna let you lube me up with spit, that
hole of yours is wetter than any pussy right now!"

"So then use me like one!" I begged.

"Slut, you don't have any choice -- you are gonna take this dick up your
sloppy fuckhole whether you want it or not."

He grabbed my waist and rubbed the head of his dick against my asshole,
making it spasm and leak even more cum.  Then he started to tease me with
the head, slipping it in until my ass had taken the thickest part, then
pulling it back out with a wet popping noise.  I was already seeing stars.
If my ass had been feeling stretched when Ryan fucked me, this guy was
gonna rip me open with his gigantic black dick.

"God, only a young ass like yours could take a fucking like that and still
be so tight." he said, sliding his dick in further.

I could feel his huge cock sliding into my ass, stretching me to the limit.
When he was all the way in I swear I could almost feel it in my stomach!!
Then he pulled out until only the head was still in my ass.

"Man you should see how much cum is coating my dick from your ass.  It
looks like Ryan dumped at least two loads worth in you!" he chuckled.

After that there was no more talking, although he didn't seem to care how
loudly he was groaning as he pounded me.  He just treated me like all I was
to him was a hole to be fucked.

I was doing a lot of moaning too with that giant black dick plowing my
fucked out ass.  Every time he slammed into me I gasped, and I could feel
my toes curling.  He was really throwing his entire weight into fucking me,
and having his bulky body pressing down on top of me was a huge turn on.

I twisted my body a little so I could work one hand down to touch my own
leaking dick -- and as soon as I did I was close to squirting a big load of
my own.  I stroked myself in time to his strokes, which were speeding up as
well.  We were both close, so when he grabbed my hips and ordered me to
"Take my load in that stretched out hole, slut!", it sent me over the edge
and I came all over my stomach while he grabbed my hips and buried his cock
in me to the base, holding me still while I could feel him swell and jerk,
pumping another load of cum into me.

When he finally pulled out of me, I was left gasping on top of the pile of
boxes, trying to catch my breath.

"Damn, slut, it looks like you got fucked by an entire gang, not just the
two of us!!  You must have at least a quart of cum in your guts!". He
sounded quite satisfied and proud of himself.

Ryan brought over a shopping bag with my new jeans in it and dropped it by
my feet.

"These are on the house." he said, "You sure earned them."

As it was I had to tie my sweatshirt around my waist before I left, because
I could feel the cum leaking out of my ass and making a wet spot on the
back of my jeans.