Date: Wed, 21 Oct 1998 23:25:18 -0400 (EDT)
From: artmooney@webtv.net
Subject: Storeboys (M/t  oral, anal)

The one thing that I've always enjoyed about my job in the sporting goods
store is the number of good looking young boys I have as customers.  I was
also very lucky one afternoon...

A boy who had been in the store before had stopped by to check on the price
of a pair of in-line skates.  He was about thirteen and had an athletic
build.  He was blonde and roughly five foot tall.  After looking at the
skates for a while he began to complain.

"All of the good pairs are too expensive," he whined,"I'd do anything for
that $150.00 pair.  Man if only I had a quick way to earn those!" My cue to
smirk and reply came then, "You don't actually mean you would do ANYTHING,
now do you?" I asked.  "Sure, anything at all." He replied.  "Would you give
somebody a blow job for them?" I asked.  "You mean to you?" he shot back.
"No, that was just a rhetorical question." I said, and his face seem to
drop.

He was about to leave when I asked him if he was sure he would do anything
for those skates.  He smiled and came walking back toward the counter I was
leaning on.  "Yes," he said, "I would do anyhing you asked me to do if I
walked out of this store with those skates." That was it for me.  I was
going to get some hot boy ass.

We walked back into the storeroom and I turned off the store lights and
activated the doorlocks.  I gently led the boy toward a stack of sleeping
bags and I unrolled a few to make a comfy place for us while I watched him
undress.

To say he was good looking was an understatement.  He was a young god.  He
was firm, trim and tan (except for an area around his middle the size of a
speedo).  He had well-defined muscles and a wonderfully crafted chest.  As
he pulled off his white undies, I saw that he was already semi- hard.  And
that his cock was going to be at least six inches when it got totally hard.
He was breathtaking.  Soon after he was nude, so was I.  We sat down on the
sleeping bags and he sat on my lap.  We wrapped our arms around each other
and began to kiss.

I was relieved to find he had done this before.  From the way he rolled his
pink tongue around in my mouth to the way he used one hand to grab both our
cocks and rub them at the same time, it was obvious that he was this skilled
because of practice.  Soon I was runnng my tongue down his chest and licking
at his small, hard nipples.  I popped them in and out of my mouth and sucked
them softly and then really hard.  All this action had him moaning.  I moved
his head down onto my chest and he gave me the same treatment.  He really
liked to suck nips.  He went back and forth sucking mine until I began to
lay him back.

My mouth trailed down his body, passing his stiff cock and hairless balls
until I was licking at his feet.  I sucked each of his toes into my mouth
one at a time and then all five at once.  Then I went to the other foot and
started over.  I went back and forth between his feet for almost ten
minutes.  Then I rolled the two of us into a comfortable "69" position.

His first attempts to get his mouth onto my cock were fairly feeble.  I
thought, "maybe this is where his experience ends".  I told him to just do
what I was doing.  I started slow by licking up and down on his hard cock,
and rubbed his balls gently with a free hand.  I knew he was adjusting to
this new sex stuff when I felt his small hands drop onto my balls and his
mouth sliding its way up and down my cock.

I had just put his cock into my mouth ( actually hadn't even started sucking
yet) when he suddenly exploded into my mouth.  Shot after shot of white hot
jizz flooded my mouth.  I gulped and swallowed as best as I could, but the
suddeness of his release startled me, and sadyl some of his precious boy-cum
drippped off my chin and onto the sleeping bag below.  His cock kept
spurting for 15 or 20 seconds and then just jumped up and down a half a
dozen more times before it fell quiet.  Thats when the boy started to really
go after my prick.  He sucked hard and used one hand to slide up and down my
pole.  I was getting close to cumming my self when I spit his deflated rod
out of my mouth and told him I was about to cum, and that he didnt have to
drink my cum if he didnt want to.   He was startled by this and stopped
sucking.  I let my cock slip out of his mouth and he looked up at me.  I
smiled and told him to get on all fours.  He seemed to understand what was
about to happen.  I got some KY and a condom from my desk and quickly got
into place behind the boy.  His ass was stuck up in the air and I told him
to use his hands to spread his cheeks.  He did.  I took a generous squirt of
KY and rubbed it all around his exposed hole.  I ran my fingers in and out
of his tight little sphincter until it was lubbed and loose.  I slid the
condom on (it was lubricated as well) and started to slide the head of my
cock into the boy.

I'm less han 7 inches so the boy wasnt really going to get that badly
reamed.  I heard him gasp as the head of my cock slipped in and he began to
quietly moan.  My pole slid deeper and deeper into his rectum.  I was nearly
all the way in when he began to cry and tried to shake me off of him.

"Take it easy," I whispered, "relax, I don't want to hurt you.  Just relax
and think about how much fun your going to have on your new in-line skates.
Picture yourself skating now." He let out a breath and began to relax.  I
kept talking to him calmly, telling him how brave he was and how great a
lover he was going to be one day.  Before he knew it, I was buried all the
way into his ass.  I started to gring in and out and his little moans of
pain turned into loud groans of ecstasy.

I continued to slide in and out f him, but rearranged our position slightly
so I could grab ahold of his re-hardening dick.  I rubbed his cock while his
ass muscles rubbed mine.  As I began to shoot my pent-up load of cum into
the condom, I let go of his dick.  He had been on the verge of cumming, and
I felt him move his hand toward his crotch.  I grabbed both his hands and
wouldn't let him cum.  He was really upset about that, but couldn't do
anything about it.  Soon I was out of ammo and slowly and carefully slid my
cock out of his ass.  As we were catching our breath, he moaned,"Why did you
do that? You had to know I was going to shoot." I told him to take it easy.
I wanted him to save that shot for somewhere else.  He looked up at me.  His
face was puzzled.  The puzzlement went to astonishment when I grabbed a new
condom and slid it onto his still hard dick.

"You want me to fuck you?" he asked.  I told him I would never perform any
kind of sex act with anyone that they wouldn't have the opportunity to do to
me.  That said I got down an all fours.  He was so excited that I thought he
would blow his wad then and there.  He slid his cock into my ass, a little
too hard and a little too fast, and when he felt me jump and moan, he pulled
back and said he was sorry.  I told him to fuck me as hard as he wanted to;
that this was his turn now.  He moved a bit so his weight was distibuted
differently, and bore down on my ass.  All six inches of his awesome meat
slid up into my ass.  It was heaven for both of us.  He fucked in and out as
quickly as he could.  But just before whe could cum, I squeezed my ass
muscles tight on his cock and halted his thrusts.

"God, NO!" he cried out,"what the hell did you do that for." He fell against
my back panting, and I told him I just wanted it to last longer.  I loosened
my grip on his cock and he began to thrust in and out of me again.  Because
of the interrupt though, he kept on fucking me for at least another four or
five minutes.  Finally he collapsed on my back.  I rolled him off of me and
cleaned us up with some water and paper towels.  I helped him get dressed
and he gave me a long french kiss right before we went back into the front
of the store.

I gave him the skates and told him it was worth every penny.  He said that
someday he might want a snowboard.  I told him we could work out some kind
of payment plan.  He said goodbye and ran out of the store to go try his new
skates.  Just as he was going out another boy came in.  He was probably 11
or 12 and complained to me for not being open for the last half-hour.  I
apologised and asked what he needed.  He told me he wanted the new air
jordan shoes but didnt have enough money.  He wanted to know if there was
ANY kind of odd job he could do to earn them.  I told him I might be able to
work soemthing out.  "Did you really mean it when you said ANY kind of odd
job?"......the end? 

My first on-line story.  Feel free to write with critiques or comments.
Flames ignored.  If there seems to be enough response, I'll add another
chapter.  ---art