Date: Wed, 28 Mar 2012 12:58:54 -0700 (PDT)
From: muscle_sprouts@yahoo.com
Subject: What I Saw 28

What I Saw 28

Here is another chapter...hope you all are still enjoying the series...it's
getting harder and harder to do and I may stop soon...anyway here is Lane
again...writing about him does seem to motivate me...usual warnings apply
to this piece of fiction.

Time passed...simple as that. Since my last "viewing" nothing much had
happened for quite a while. I kept my radar up but...nothing. Dad wasn't
acting suspicious at all and no late night calls came through. I was
starting to get frustrated. After a few weeks of this I got into a cycle of
constantly edging myself and obsessing over porn on the internet...but it
just wasn't enough. Between classes when I was home I would run the trail
hoping to catch sight of something...I still got the occasional "cruise"
vibe...men were still there looking for sex but the most I ever saw was
some guy hastily pulling his pants up as a younger man walked away wiping
his mouth with a furtive look on his face. SHIT I needed something...

I was slumped on the couch late one night. It was a bleak day...we hadn't
really gotten any snow this winter and things looked all brown and gray
outside. I was staring at some stupid late night television show and idly
playing with my aching cock. I wasn't' seriously jerking off...just getting
myself hard, which at this point only took a fleeting thought of a cum
spattered asshole or the lightest strokes on my dick and I would spring to
full, throbbing, leaking hardness . I would then focus on the stupid show
and let myself go soft and start over again. I had been doing this for the
last couple of hours or so and by now every time my cock would fill with
blood the sensation would be more and more intense. I had to be careful and
not push myself too far or I would cum and ruin the sexual high I had
going. My parents had gone to bed long ago...or so I thought. I heard the
floor in the hall creak and perked up my ears. I pretended to be asleep on
the couch, but kept one eye cracked open. My dad crept by the living room
doorway on the way to his study. I waited for the sound of the door closing
before I sat up and listened intently. He had an old land line phone in
there and I heard the unmistakable sound of him dialing the phone. I
carefully leaned over and picked up the receiver of the extension on the
side table. He was still dialing...I kept my finger on the button until I
heard him speak. I put the phone to my ear and listened...

"Hey Kid...you need to stop texting and calling me...I don't hear from you
for over a month and now you're blowing up my phone..." Dad said quietly.

Unmistakably I heard Lane's voice, "My fucking brother...after he caught me
at that theater...he's been watching me...threatening to tell my parents
about...about...me if I don't do everything he says."

"Shit...what's he having you do?" Dad said, the unmistakable sound of
excitement creeping into his voice.

Lane positively hissed, "Nothing...well... nothing good...he was making me
wash his car and do his laundry when he's home from college on
break...he...he won't let me do anything with anybody..."

Dad chuckled, "Shit Kid...that sucks...but from what I saw on in the
movie...his cock should be more than enough...even for you...and let me
just say...fucking bravo on your performance...I have never seen anything
like it...you took on twenty-seven men that day...and since some had
multiple turns with either your mouth or that fucking incredible ass...it
was like thirty-five cum loads dumped in you...you disgusting pig! It's
been one of the most downloaded movies on my website." he whispered.

 "Oh...shit I'm so fucking hard..." Lane's voice sounded agonized,
"...since that...he hasn't touched me...or let me touch him...he...told
me...if he even found out I was jerking off...he'd tell Mom and Dad...I'm
going to go crazy...I swear...I hurt so bad...I need to have sex." It
almost sounded like Lane was crying at this point.

"Wow kid, you sound pretty fucking hard up...I don't know what you want
from me though...he's got you by the balls..." Dad said with real regret in
his voice.

"Lane lowered his voice, "He's gone now though...he had to gout of the
country with his graduate program...so he can't call and checkup...you
gotta help me..." He said an incredible sense of urgency in his voice.



Dad hesitated, "I don't Kid...I mean... lord knows my cock is rock hard
right now just thinking about that ass..." His voice turned teasing and
husky, "...can you picture it...I'm sitting in my study and for the last
few minutes of our conversation I've had my dick out of my boxers...it's
leaking like crazy...and it's so hard it almost hurts... but I don't want
to be involved with your parents finding out that their son is the biggest
whore on the eastern seaboard...you shouldn't take the risk..." he
finished.

Lane groaned into the phone, "Asshole...stop teasing me...you don't know
how desperate I am...listen...I need to do something...you owe me...the
money those men gave you...the movies...you gotta help." He swore under his
breath.

Dad laughed evilly "Fuck you...Kid...I HAVE helped you...you crave big dick
like no one I've ever seen and I've helped you get it...this is on you
now...the danger...the risk...all you."

Lane responded, but it sounded like he was almost talking to himself, "
But...maybe if I just gave a few blow jobs...that wouldn't be bad...Paul
wouldn't find out...and it isn't like real sex..." He finished almost
breathless at the thought of sucking off some random men.

"Would that be enough for you...I mean... I've seen you get off from just a
cock shooting in your mouth...but could you stop at that?" Dad asked.

"Yesss...uhhhh... GOD anything...I just need to see a hard cock...touch
one...feel it...will you help?" Lane asked.

I could hear the smile in Dad's voice, "Listen...you're a hot little piece
of ass...you don't need me to find you dick...just go somewhere and
cruise...trust me you have cock whore written all over you..."

"No...I need..." Lane hesitated and Dad interrupted him, "BIG
COCK...fucking little whore like you isn't satisfied with just any old
dick...you need massive, hard, man-cock...fucking faggot." Dad spat out.

A loud huff of breath came through the receiver, "Yes...c'mon...please..."
Lane said.

"Listen Whore...you know where to go...go to the holes...you've been
before...I'd suggest the video store...it's safer...if you're really
serious about just sucking dick...you can be anonymous, hidden...booth door
locked...suck to your heart's content...you don't need me." Dad said.

"Please...you can get men there...the right kind of men...oh
GOD... please..."Lane moaned.

The kid was crazy and I could almost feel sickly waves of shame and desire
coming through the phone.

"Dad laughed, "Well...if I am going to help you there needs to be something
in it for me...?"

"What...?" Lane said sounding cautious.



"I need it filmed." Dad said flatly.

Lane responded immediately, "No...Paul will find out...it's too
risky...Ryan ...Ryan...pushes me...urges me on..." he swallowed hard, "I
...I can't go too far this time."



Dad's voice took on a hard edge, "That's the deal...I'll line up plenty of
big hard cock...it won't be difficult...there are a lot of horny straight
guys out there looking to get off any way they can...but I've got to get it
on film...and Ryan isn't around anyway...he's filming on location...I've
got another guy...name's Bean...nice...you'll like him...so we on?" he
said, clearly looking to get off the phone and close the deal.

Lane's voice was so low I could barely hear it,
"yes...when...please... make it soon..."

I listened to the last of their conversations with my cock aching and
dripping in my sweat pants. Dad told Lane to be at the sleazy video store
on Friday night at ten...Bean would meet him in the store...Dad said Bean
would recognize Lane and approach him and get him into a booth...It was
going to happen again...FUCK... I could barely wait.

I couldn't help but feel pleased with my disguise as I drove to the crappy
neighborhood where the video store was. I wanted to be able to see Lane
meet up with this guy Bean and see which booth they got into...I needed to
get a ringside seat. I had put on dark glasses and a skull cap and over the
last week had let my beard come in so I looked decidedly scruffy. It would
work from a distance and I didn't plan on Lane seeing me anyway. I found a
parking spot around the corner and walked through the dark streets with my
hands stuffed deep in my jacket pockets. The smell hit me the minute I
opened the blacked out door to the video store...bleach cleanser and sweat
and...semen...shit. The store was pretty run down with cramped aisles full
of DVD's and magazines blazing lurid shiny flesh. I kept my head down and
walked into an aisle pretending to look at the videos. It was about thirty
minutes before ten and there were a few men sort of milling about in the
store. The door had an alarm and made a dinging noise whenever it was
opened so I could see when Lane came. The doorway to the back room booths
was towards the back of the store. The alarm bonged and I looked up it
wasn't Lane but my breath caught in my chest anyway. The guy was
striking. He was tall, well over six feet and had a totally shaved head. He
had both earlobes gauged and had big steel rings through them. He had on
narrow sunglasses and a dark mustache and goatee. He was wearing light
faded jeans and black biker boots and a black leather jacket, he looked
rough and ...handsome...and kind of scary. He sort of sauntered around the
store looking around. His eyes flicked over me with passing interest and I
felt sweat trickle down my back. I avoided his gaze and he moved on. Both
his head and mine whipped up at the sound of someone else entering the
store. BINGO...it was Lane. Shit he was so eager he was almost a half an
hour early. I swallowed at the sight of him and made sure I was well tucked
behind a tall aisle of magazines. His eyes scanned the store nervously and
I couldn't help notice how out of place he seemed. He clearly dressed to
look as conservative as possible...whether this was an attempt to blend in
or so he wouldn't spur men on by looking too much like a whore...I didn't
know. His dark curls were neatly combed and slicked back and he had on a
pale blue oxford button down shirt. He was wearing tan chino's and though
they were ultra-preppy they couldn't disguise the perfectly formed round
swell of his bubble ass. He had on loafers with no socks and a short wool
jacket. He sort of hesitated, his eyes flicking to the archway into the
booths. I scooted back, further out of sight as he passed my row. SHIT his
cock was rock hard and conspicuously bulging out the front of his tan
pants. There was no way that was going to go unnoticed. He was biting his
lower lip and looked like he was already breathing heavy...god he was so
fucking horny. Just being in this place...the porno mags...the movies...the
booths with big bored out glory holes... The big guy in leather immediately
took note of him and followed him to the aisle next to mine.

I froze at the sound of his deep bass voice, "You're the little slut,
right? I'm Bean.' He said.

I heard Lane stutter as he looked up at the big intimidating man,
"I...I...I don't know about this..." he said.

The man laughed, "Shit look at you...fucking hot little faggot...I tell
ya...I love pussy but...I've seen your movies and...I don't know...there's
something so fucking hot about a whore who is so desperate for dick..."
Lane didn't say anything; he just made a choking sound.

"Listen... you little fucker...you're here...we're going to make this
movie...look at you...your fucking hard as a rock already...GOD what a
whore." The man said.

Lane voice came out low and quavering, "I...I am only doing oral...he told
you that right...I won't do anything more...and I'm staying fully
dressed..."

Bean chuckled again, "Jim told be about you turning over a new leaf...after
what I've seen you do" The doubt was obvious in his voice "...well whatever
Kid...you ready?"

Lane swallowed hard, "there's really no one here yet..."



"Jim put the word out...Christ you should see what he said about
you...fucking filthy explicit things...and made it clear that hung guys
were in high demand...it's pretty fucking sick...little faggot size
queen...let's go...don't worry...you'll have plenty of cock to play
with..." Bean said his voice trailing off he put a big firm hand on Lane's
back and sort of shoved him to the back room.

 I surreptitiously followed...the lights were dim and my eyes took a second
to adjust. It was a long corridor with booths on either side. There was no
one around but I caught sight of a door closing in a booth on the right. I
walked past and YES...the last booth in the aisle adjoined theirs was
empty; I opened the door and stepped inside. I quickly closed and locked my
door. The booth was small with a cement floor and a small video screen on
the back wall. The glory hole was generous and cut sort of crudely through
the narrow yellow laminate wall.  I pulled out a wad of money and fed a ten
into the machine. I shrugged my coat off and hung it on hook on the back of
the door. I quietly knelt down on the floor and peered into the next
booth. Bean was standing up, crammed against the corner. He was so big he
dwarfed the booth.  He was fiddling with the small hand held video camera
and Lane was already kneeling on the floor, his breathing come out in
ragged exhalations of excitement. His coat was off and he was already
starting to sweat as a dotted dark line ran down the center of the light
blue oxford. They were both bathed in sickly yellow light from a porno
movie playing on the small video monitor.

"The owner set this booth up to play movies continually without feeding the
machine...you're good for business so he can forgo the coin this booth
would have normally brought in tonight...now stay there for few minutes so
I can line up the shot and stuff." Bean said in a hoarse whisper.

Lane turned and looked up at him, "Remember...I'm staying dressed and I'll
give blow jobs...but that's it..."

Bean looked hard at the kid, "Whatever...I don't give a shit what you
do...I just get paid to film it...hey...Jim said you can fucking cum just
from sucking cock...that true?" he arched an eyebrow inquisitively.

Lane didn't look at him but down at his incredibly packed crotch and
hissed. "Ohhhh...GOD yes...I haven't seen or touched a cock in over a
month...I feel like I could shoot just from looking at a hard dick."  Bean
laughed, "Jim said you haven't touched yourself that whole time
either...fuck kid...I'd explode if I didn't jerk off a couple times a
day...you must be hurtin...bad." As he said the last word Lane's eyes
flicked to his crotch at a distinct lurch...the man was starting to get
excited.

Lane's breathing quickened and he shifted on his knees. Bean aimed the
camera and said, "It won't be long now...think about it, Cunt...in a few
minutes there will be a big hard cock coming through that hole...all for
you..."  Lane groaned. Both men froze at the sound of footsteps coming into
the arcade hall.  The sound of the door in a booth opening could be heard
and the distinct sound of it being closed and locked...the shuffling of
money being fed into a video machine was unmistakable. Lane sat up and
looked through the hole. Bean whispered, "Someone in there...?" Lane nodded
and a small moan escaped his lips. He was almost panting in excitement...he
was finally inches away from a horny man...a man who was there to use his
mouth. "Tell me what you see" Bean instructed him. Lane bent over a bit to
get a better view. His tucked in shirt accentuated his narrow waist and his
ass stuck out looking amazing, straining against the confines of the taut
chinos.

"He's...tall...I can see his legs and crotch...oh god...it looks like he's
already hard...his cock looks...uhhh...big...it's bulging out the front of
his pants...he's white...big hands...shit." the kid moaned.

"Tell him to show you his cock." Bean said.

Lane leaned over pressing his mouth to the hole, "Show me...I want to see
your dick...please" he breathed out in a hoarse whisper.

As Lane sat back to watch, I could clearly see through his booth into the
other. The man's crotch was right in front of the hole. He was wearing
battered jeans and Lane was right it was clear he already had an
erection. A long thick tube of swollen flesh could be seen standing
straight up with a huge bulge near the seam of the top of the pocket. A big
hand came into view and the man stroked and squeezed the swollen
crotch. Lane moaned louder.

"Tell him how bad you need it...beg him." Bean ordered.

Lane moaned and I saw the line of dark sweat bisect the blue shirt right
down the center of his broad back darken as he got more excited.

"Please Mister...show me your cock...I need it...GOD ...please don't tease
me...let me see it..." The boy pleaded. The man took a step back so more of
his body was visible through the big hole. His thighs were big and looked
solid. He had a tight waist and had a tucked-in white thermal shirt. He
stood there and ran his hands up and down the tube of his erection and
cupped the full crotch of the jeans were his balls were. His hands shook a
bit and his dick jerked and pushed against the front of the jeans. Lane
groaned and rocked back on his heels. He looked down at his own crotch and
I could see the beginning of a wet spot where precum had seeped through
both underwear and pants. Bean crouched down getting a good shot of the man
as he slowly undid the thick leather belt at his waist. His cock seemed to
have swelled to even greater proportions and looked truly obscene bulging
out from his groin. Lane groaned as the man slowly popped the button on the
jeans. "Look at it...his dick looks huge Kid...tell him you want to suck
it." Bean urged.

Lane leaned his panting mouth to the hole, "Please let me play with your
cock...I need it so bad...let me suck you off...please." The urgency in his
voice was causing me to feel light headed.

The man grasped the tab of the zipper in his thick forefinger and thumb and
with agonizing slowness drew if down. It felt like it took forever. Once
the pants were unzipped the clear brute outline of a thick ten inch cock
could be clearly seen through tented white boxer briefs. He used one hand
to shift the entire cloth covered shaft and testicles through the open V.
The head strained at the underwear and looked wide and perfectly
formed. The shaft quivered in the loose white cotton and Lane let out a
loud moan. Bean said, "Reach through the hole and touch it through his
underwear...feel how hard it is."

Lane lifted his arm and fed his hand through the hole. The man jumped when
the boy's fingers made contact with his huge balls through the soft
underwear. Lane cupped them and hefted them feeling their fullness and
weight. As the man shuddered he ran his hand up the thick shaft. Lane's
hand looked dwarfed by the length and thickness of the man's erection. Lane
gently stroked up and down the stalk and couldn't stop himself from almost
crying out at the feeling of finally having a big hard cock in his hand
again. The kid ran the flat of his palm over the tip of the penis causing
the man to groan and his cock to jump and a thick ooze of fluid to stain
the underwear. Lane gasped and couldn't resist and ground the heel of his
other hand into his own crotch causing the wet spot on his chinos to
spread.

Bean said thickly, "Tell him to take it out and put it through the
hole...god kid...you really want it bad...don't you?"

The guy in the booth must have heard the big man's low voice, because as
Lane drew his hand back he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his
briefs and slid them down his hips. His cock was incredible. It sprang out
deeply engorged and with a wet tip. The head was a perfectly shaped and the
shaft was thick with a defined ridge along the underside. Light brown hair
lightly dusted the heavy low balls and crept up the base of the shaft. Lane
let out a low cry and sat back...waiting. The man angled his hips and
maneuvered his long erection through the glory hole. His belt buckle
clanked against the wall. His thick ten inch dick now stood up straight
jutting from the hole...it trembled a bit and a drip of precum was
dislodged from the slit in the perfect head and trickled down over the
circumcision scar and ran in a thin clear rivulet down the vein coursed
shat. "Nice big hard cock for you to play with...you ready for it Whore?"
Bean said aiming the camera at Lane. The expression on the kid's face was
priceless. It was open and naked with need; his eyes were half closed and
his lips parted, his chest was heaving and thick beads of sweat dotted his
forehead.

"Touch it...he's super fucking excited...look at his cock shake...he'll cum
quick." Bean said.

The guy's voice carried from the booth, "Fuck...Kid...suck my dick...I've
been thinking about this all week...ever since I read about you...shit...my
dick has never been harder..."

Lane shifted on his knees...he was so horny...he couldn't hold back now
that a big hard dick was finally in his reach. He sat up straight and let
out a low gasp as he roughly wrapped a hand around the burning hot
shaft. He gritted his teeth and twisted his hand brutally up the entire
length of the erection twirling his palm directly over the bloated
glans. He let it go, watching it jerk and slap back against the laminate
wall, the head swelling and oozing out a thin strand of precum.

"God Slut...suck my COCK" the man moaned. I heard shuffling out in the hall
and a voice said, "Shit he is here...sounds like someone's getting
service...hehe." Another voice responded, "Fuck...I want my turn..."

Lane was oblivious to the audience he was attracting. He moaned again and
used one hand to steady the base. He stared intently at the massive glans
before he lowered his mouth and let the entire head slip into his wet mouth
with a deep groan of pure satisfaction. The man jumped and the belt clunked
loudly against the wall. Lane sucked powerfully on the head; his cheeks
distended.  He groaned and pulled off, a sting of saliva connecting his
mouth to the dripping head. He gritted his teeth and ducked his mouth under
the swaying shaft and lapped at the man's big balls and let his hand stroke
up and down the wet shaft. More precum was worked from the head and Lane
caught the glistening strand out of the corner of his eye. He moved his
mouth up and sucked the fluid from the head groaning at the taste.

"Deep throat him....take the whole thing...make him shoot." Bean said
eagerly. Lane flicked his eyes to the big man in his booth and slowly shook
his head. He had waited too long to rush things now...he wanted to
play...savor this first hard cock. He sat back on his heels staring at the
massive erection jutting from the hole in the wall. He moaned softly as he
cupped those big heavy balls and ground his other hand into his own
crotch. The man's cock quivered and another heavy bead of precum formed in
the wide slit. Using the man's testicles to steady the long shaft, Lane sat
up on his knees and extended his tongue. He used just the very tip to catch
the clear drop. The viscous seminal fluid clung to the end of his tongue
stretching, glistening, and still connected to the head. Lane pulled the
strand back a bit further, causing it to break and swing back onto his
chin. He closed his lips, tasting it and then leaned in and dipped his
tongue in for more. Bean breathed loudly through his nose as he filmed the
kid playing with the man's precum. Lane kept a steady flow coming by gently
pulling and twisting the man's swollen balls. He would firmly tug on the
testicles causing the entire long erection to jerk back aggressively
against the wall and heavy trickles of fluid were produced.

The man was groaning audibly and began to whisper to the kid through the
wall, "Yeah...kid... got me so fucking hard and leaking...play with my
cock...take your time...I'm so ramped up...I could cum so fucking
easily...ummmm" His words were cut off by Lane letting the tip of his
tongue flick with intense pressure on the very underside of the head. The
cock jerked back so hard it hit the wall above the hole with a meaty
sound. "OHH...fuck kid...be careful...you're gonna make me shoot."  The guy
moaned.

The guys in the hall were listening intently and began to shuffle
restlessly sort of bumping the door of the man's
booth. "Dude...c'mon...give me a turn...my cock is so hard just listening
to this shit." He whispered urgently. Lane moaned at this and let his teeth
graze the thick tube running along the underside of the man's dick. The guy
gasped and jerked his hips against the wall, the buckle of his belt banging
loudly. Lane ran the full surface of his flattened tongue around the shaft
and then swirled it slowly over the head. The man shuddered at the intense
stimulation.

Bean was smiling, "You're a fucking tease...c'mon get this guy off...let
him cum in your mouth...you got other cocks waiting." Lane groaned and sat
up; he wrapped his hand around the base of the shaft pulling it down
slightly...the guy groaned. His dick was so hard this tension caused more
blood to engorge the head and as Lane slid his mouth directly over that
swollen glans the man hissed a sharp intake of
breath. "Ohh...ohhh... FUCK...kid...slow...slow...uhhhh" Lane let his lips
just keep moving lower and lower engulfing more and more of the super hard
erection. The enormous crown passed smoothly down the slick column of his
throat and soon his tongue was stretched out between the tight seal of his
lips on the thick base...lapping at the man's hairy scrotum. "Holy Shit
Kid...you took the whole thing." Bean said incredulously. Lane was panting
in pleasure at the feeling of his throat being so full of hard cock. The
front of his chinos was spotted with his own leaking precum and his cock
was jerking in extreme excitement at performing this long anticipated blow
job. The kid pulled his mouth back, letting that big round head drag up the
tight confines, the flared edge of the head and the thick defined ridges of
the shaft causing exquisite friction on the kid's throat muscles. The cock
sprang free, slick and wet. It throbbed and pulsed straining in the
hole. Bean whispered, "Finish him" and the guy on the other side of the
wall heard and moaned weakly. Lane put two hands on the wall on either side
of the glory hole and captured the trembling head in his lips. As he
lowered his mouth down the full length of the shaft he twisted his head
sucking powerfully on the pulsing cock. When the bloated head was lodged
deep in his throat, his lips buried in the man's pubic hair, he clenched
the muscles of his neck, milking the head. The guy was violently shuddering
against the wall. Lane just kept the massive crown wedged in tight and
clenched and un-clenched his throat, moaning and squeezing that overly
sensitive flesh with his hot wet throat. The guy had obviously never felt
anything like this. He was jerking his hips against the wall and groaning
so loud the guy at the counter must have heard him. "OHhhh...shit
kid...what are you doing to my cock...I...I...ohhh...I'm gonna cum...I'm
gonna cum." Bean zoomed the camera in on Lane's bulging neck. As the head
began to ejaculate the boy's throat expanded and his Adam's apple bobbed as
he swallowed the semen that was splashing hotly down the very back of his
throat. The man seemed to cum forever and Lane was moaning the entire time
at the incredible feeling of hot cum shooting right into him. The man's
balls were pulled up tight to the base of his shaft and finally he seemed
to be finished his orgasm. Lane cupped those rock hard balls and massaged
them trying to get the last vestiges of sperm.  Finally the boy slowly
pulled off the man's spent erection and sat back... panting. His chinos
were tented up hugely and he had leaked a considerably amount of precum
during the entire performance. The man in the other booth was vainly trying
to catch his breath as the men in the hall got more and more
insistent. Bean looked down at the boy," Worth waiting for?" he said. Lane
looked up at him, "Uhh...yeah...but...I need more...I need to suck another
cock." The kid whispered.  The sounds of the man's doing up his belt
spurred the guys in the hall on, "C'mon man move...I'm going to shoot in my
pants if I don't get in there." Bean chuckled as the sounds of one man
exiting and another entering the booth was unmistakable. In a matter of
seconds a flared purple cock head was maneuvered through the glory hole
followed by a curved somewhat thinner shaft. The man's penis was so hard,
that what normally would have been a slight leftward curve was now an
almost painful looking bend in the shaft. The bloated head was smeared with
precum and the entire erection trembled in excitement. "Ohh... Kid...this
one is real close...careful." Bean said. Lane was breathing heavy and he
was sloe-eyed with lust. He leaned up and reached out. His fingertips just
made contact with the hot head when the man on the other side of the wall
cried out, his dick began to jerk and Lane quickly leaned up but before he
could trap the head in his mouth the first big shot of cum erupted. It
arched out of the gaping piss slit and hit Lane right in the chest,
streaking his blue shirt with a thick bleachy streak of semen. The man
groaned audibly as Lane gently tilted the curved shaft up with his
fingertips and took the firing head into his mouth. He let a couple of
heavy shots fill his mouth and then pulled off to swallow the hot seed. The
cock just kept ejaculating, this time splashing cum on Lane's neck and
chin. Lane stuck out his tongue; big puddles of sperm already coating it
and let the head just fire the last few blasts right across the surface of
his tongue and at hit the back of his throat. As the man's spurts of semen
slowed to a weak trickle Lane groaned and took the head back into his mouth
and deep throated the curved shaft down to the base. "Nice one Kid..." said
Bean and then looked up at a particularly loud bang on the adjoining booth
door. The guys were getting more and more restless. The curved cock slowly
retracted from Lane's wet mouth and back through the hole in the wall. I
could hear the man's huffing breath as he did up his pants and opened the
booth door. From the sounds in the hall it sounded like there was a bit of
a scuffle or pushing match before the next guy got into the booth and
closed the door. The sound of money being fed into the video machine could
be heard mingled with disgruntled mumblings from the hall. A shadow blotted
out the light cast by the movie playing in the next booth and Lane leaned
in and peered through the hole. He gasped and leaned back as a thick hard
cock eased through the opening. It was well over ten inches and almost
wrist thick. Big blue veins trailed over the slightly dusky skin of the
shaft. The thick foreskin had retracted about halfway down the bloated head
revealing the purplish wet looking tip. The guy shoved his hips a bit
harder against the wall and two big, lightly haired balls squeezed through
the now tight opening. The big aggressive looking dick just arched there,
throbbing. Lane let out a pent up breath and reached out and formed his
hand into a "C" around the middle of the thick shafts. He slowly slid his
hand back causing the foreskin to fully retract. The head expanded once
freed and the entire erection quivered. A clear bead of precum oozed out of
the slit and dripped slowly to the floor. "Suck my cock, Faggot." The guy
in the other booth hissed. Lane groaned and skimmed a hand across the front
of his stained and tented chinos. His hand shook as he quickly unbuttoned
the pants. The zipper parted from the force of his rock hard dick pressing
against the undone flaps and his bright white briefs were exposed. His
throbbing cloth covered cock seeped precum through the cotton
underwear. Lane groaned to have his dick so close to being free.  He kept
one hand on the stalk of the man's erection and leaned forward and swiped
his tongue across the exposed head. The man jumped and the cock
pulsed. Bean let out a low sound and said, "Another one that's close...take
his dick you little fucking whore...no more games...we need to keep things
moving...those guys out there are getting restless." It was true you could
hear angry mutterings and it sounded like there was starting to be quite a
crowd. Lane moaned and as he masturbated himself in his pants he enveloped
the sticky glans with his lips. As he sucked down the long tick shaft, his
lips straining at its width, the guy in the next booth was moaning,
"Shit...fucking little queer sucking my cock...awww...shit he's taking me
so deep...mouth is so wet...awwww fucking tight throat." This last was
almost a scream as Lane had successfully deep throated the entire cock and
his lips were grasping at the wide hairy base. The men in the hall rumbled
at the sounds of the man's intense excitement and I heard a loud groan at
the wet liquid sounds of Lane powerfully sucking up and down the super hard
erection, taking the head deep down his throat on each stroke. The blow job
didn't last long the man was way to aroused...as the cock bottomed out and
Lane's neck bulged to accommodate the fat glans I saw the boy jerk and make
a slight choking sound. The guy was clearly ejaculating. Lane swallowed as
much of the heavy load as he could, then let the dick slide up his throat
and let the last few heavy shots of cum flood his mouth. He groaned at the
taste and feeling of the big cock shooting in his mouth and pulled back a
bit and let his cummy lips graze the head while I could see thick white
sperm arch out of the slit and hit the roof of his mouth. Lane pulled off
the dick and bit his lip and clenched both fists. He closed his eyes in
concentration and Bean said, "You're so fucking close to shooting in your
pants...aren't you?"

The door to the booth rattled and a deep voice said, "Fuckin open the door
Slut..." Lane flicked his eyes up...the lock held and Bean leaned down,
"You still staying solid on just doing oral?....." Lane nodded his head in
firm resolve, "I can't...my brother will kill me." He said.  Bean shrugged
and said, "Alright... but you better move things along before they get
rowdy. " gesturing with his eyes at the hall. Suddenly a voice cut through
some of the muttering of the crowd out in the hall, "hey you guys better
simmer down or I'll throw you all out...got it." It must have been the
counter guy. A voice spoke real close to the door, "Hey Bean...things are
sounding like they're getting out of hand...I may have to shut this party
down...there's about a dozen guys out here...fucking cocks sticking out of
their pants ready to tear each other apart to get at the kid." Bean leaned
over Lane,"Give us a little longer...it'll quiet down once he takes care of
few more...I promise." The guy's footsteps reluctantly retreated from the
door.  The big cock was still hanging semi-hard through the hole, a big
drop of semen clung to the tip. Lane took his eyes off the closed door and
leaned over and took the head gently back into his mouth and sucked the
shaft and head clean. The man pulled his cock back, though it was starting
to show obvious signs of swelling to full hardness again. The men in the
hall might have really gone nuts if he had stayed for seconds. He buttoned
and zipped up and exited the booth. "Three down Little Man. "Bean
whispered. There was another ruckus to get into the booth and when the door
finally closed and locked it was clear there were two men sharing the booth
now. "Fuckin let me go first...let him play with my cock for a bit and then
we'll switch off. A gruff voice said, "Fucking hurry...I'm gonna pop
soon...this is too much...little cum whore..." The other voice answered. A
long hard dick was jerkily thrust though the glory hole. It was about nine
and half inches long and ramrod straight. The head was almost triangular
and the man's balls were already pulled up tight to his shaft. The cock was
pointing to the ceiling and looked flushed deep red with blood. Lane licked
his lips and sat up on his knees. He gripped the shaft and one hand and
gently pulled it down towards his mouth. He had to use considerable force
as the cock was so hard.  He tiled his head and swallowed the painfully
swollen glans in one smooth motion. He let his tongue slip out from his
mouth and forcefully licked the tight skin of the man's circumcision
scar. The guy groaned, "Holy shit..." and sucked in a huge breath.  Lane
moved his hand to firmly cup those tight balls and sucked down the full
length of the shaft. He pulled back letting the wet and shinning cock slide
free of his mouth.

There was shuffling noises and the other guy in the booth said, "My turn"
and the long wet cock was abruptly pulled out of the hole. In a matter of
seconds a big ten inch erection jutted into the booth. It was thicker than
the other and the head was round and stood out from the shaft with a widely
flared coronal ridge. It curved slightly backwards and was so heavy it
swayed sort of perpendicular to the floor. Lane reached out and stroked his
palm along the gently bowed underside and the cock jumped in his hand. Lane
ran the flat of his thumb brutally over the moist looking piss slit and the
guy gasped and a drop of precum smeared across the boys thumb. Lane
released the cock and put his wet finger to his mouth, a look of ecstasy on
his face as he ate the fluid.  He braced his hands on the wall and ducked
down to catch the big head in his mouth and slowly impaled his throat on
the full length of the cock in one smooth stroke. He pulled back and began
to perform a deep rhythmic blow job on the ten inches of cock jutting from
the hole. He would go all the way to the very base, letting his throat
constrict around the engorged head and then pull back till just the tip
kissed his lips. It took only four or five hard wet strokes and the guy's
cock was shaking violently.  On the next upstroke great gasps were echoing
out into the hall and that was it, he was cumming. The man let out loud
whoops of pleasure as Lane nursed on the shooting erection, gulping down
his heavy seed. Sperm would pour out of the spasming head and fill Lane's
mouth to capacity, hot cum running out of his lips and down his chin.  He
would swallow the huge mouthfuls and then let the cock fill his mouth
again. The guy's orgasm was incredible, he shot so much jizz I couldn't
fucking believe it. The guy sharing the booth of the shooter was hissing,
"You fucking feeding the little bitch...ohhhh...shit...huge fucking
load...give it to him."

Finally unable to wait any longer he must have pulled the guy away from the
glory hole. The dick popped out of Lane's lips just as another jet of cum
flew out of the slit. It hit the kid's face. Streaking his forehead and
into his hair. The hole was immediately filled with the other man's arrow
straight hard-on. It was dripping milky precum...he was so dangerously
close to shooting. Lane licked a big smear of cum off his upper lip and
stuck out his tongue. He used the full sperm coated surface to slide up the
rock hard shaft and as his open mouth hovered, poised over the quivering
head the guy screamed and let loose. Cum flew out of the head in a wide
splash. Much of it hit Lane directly inside his mouth, painting his tongue,
and the roof of his mouth. Big sprays of semen burned across his cheeks and
even up by his ears, spattering into the curls on the side of his head.
Semen stained the collar of his oxford and to try and minimize the mess,
Lane took the jerking head into his mouth and let the man finish his
powerful orgasm in the tight seal of his sperm coated lips. Lane slowly
sank his mouth down and deep throated the still weakly shooting cock and
the guy groaned loudly. Lane was squirming around on his knees, intensely
excited by sucking dick after dick and eating all this cum. His hips flexed
and his ass unconsciously gyrated in the tight chinos. The pants were loose
around the waist from being undone and they were starting to ride low on
his hips. His blue shirt had come un-tucked and was sort of rucked up his
back. A strip of gleaming naked flesh showed across the small of his
back. A distinct tan line divided the tight small of his back to the first
swell of his high ass cheeks still contained in the white briefs. The kid
was amazingly horny and still hadn't gotten off, though he must have been
on the edge since entering the booth.

Heavy footsteps approached the door, "FUCK...OPEN THIS DOOR...WHORE!" and
the flimsy laminated plywood rattled dangerously. Lane pulled back and let
the cock slip from his mouth, he was panting and licking cum from his
fingers and scooping stray semen off his chin and feeding it to himself. He
looked nervously at the door. His cock was twitching rapidly in his pants
and the buttons of his shirt were straining against the muscles of his
chest as he inhaled and exhaled in great ragged breaths.

"Kid...I don't know if we can keep this going...what do you say I unlock
the door and let a couple guys in...you need to get fucked...I can't
believe how badly you need it...I can see you're dying for it...big hard
hot cock up your ass...right?...it might keep this from getting out of
hand.." Lane groaned but shook his head determinedly. "No I won't let this
get out of control...I can't ...I said only blow jobs...I am keeping my
clothes on...I HAVE to" The sound of panic and pure distress in his
voice. The men in the hall heard this conversation and I heard a violent
outbreak of swearing. One voice rose above the din, "I HAVE to fuck this
little cunt."  Bean reached for the lock on the door, but Lane caught his
wrist and looked at the big man and shook his head. By this time the booth
was occupied by a new customer and the sound of a zipper being lowered
caught the boy's attention. "Look through the hole...what are you gonna
get?" Bean said in hushed tones. Lane peered through into the darkened
booth. His lips parted and he emitted a long low groan. He leaned back on
his heels and almost swooned. His underwear pouch jumped like it was alive.
I heard Bean say "shit" under his breath as an enormous black cock
maneuvered through the big hole. It was incredible; about eleven inches
long and standing up straight with the slightest gently curve backward. The
head was dark pink and a perfect mushroom shape. Large egg sized balls
swung heavy and low under the massively thick contoured shaft. It was as
hard as granite, every vein standing out in stark relief. Lane almost cried
out in pleasure just at the sight of this beautiful erection. "Oh shit
kid...look at it." Bean whispered. Lane had broken out in a heavy
sweat. His face was suddenly soaked. He couldn't contain himself and let
out a moan as he reached put and cupped the heavy underside of the
erection. It jutted well beyond his palm with the wet head grazing his pale
blue shirt at his bicep. Lane sensuously stroked up and down the thick tube
along the bottom of the man's now shaking penis, glorying in the heat and
weight of the man's massive cock. "Ohhh...GOD...it's so big." He panted out
and the men in the hall moaned as one. Lane's face clenched and he huffed
out a huge breath. He stared fixedly at the throbbing cock and began to
slowly unbutton his shirt. Bean smiled, "Shit Yeah!" he hissed. Lane gave
him an annoyed look and roughly shoved the tails of the shirt aside, baring
his beautiful smooth muscled chest and abs. He leaned forward still lightly
stroking the long hard shaft, he groaned again at pushed his face close to
the wall and let his tongue trail around the wide base. This position
caused the bloated head to slide along his chest in a shuddering path. The
guy groaned at the contact and Lane looked down at the jumping cock and
lightly grazed the massive balls with the back of his hand.

Lane sat back staring in a fog of absolute lust. "I have to...fell this."
He moaned. He stood up and turned his back on the huge black erection. As
Bean looked on he slowly lowered the back of the tan chinos exposing the
high round globes of his ass cheeks still concealed beneath the soft white
cotton. "Oh shit kid...what are you doing? Bean said. The sexual tension in
the hall elevated and they all quieted to try and listen to what was
happening in the booth. Lane looked back over his shoulder and backed
up. The man's cock jumped and swayed when the blunt head came in sudden
contact with the soft cotton. "Shit Kid...what are you doing?" A super deep
voice grumbled through the wall. Lane just groaned and spread his thighs
further apart, as far as his pulled down pants would allow. He lined the
big head up, steadying it lightly with one hand and with shuddering strokes
let the big thick underside of the man's rigid erection slide up and down
the deep crevice of his underwear covered ass. He bit his lip at the
sensation of the super-heated flesh sliding against him, separated by the
thinnest layer of cotton. The man groaned and a thick bead of precum leaked
off the head when it trembled above the small of the kid's back. Lane
pressed harder grinding his asshole hard against the steely shaft. The man
began to leak so much precum that Lane's underwear became translucent in a
wide stripe down the exact center of the fabric. Lane was panting in
excitement and his cock was vibrating in the front of his underwear, the
guy was groaning so loudly that men in the hall banged violently on the
door. Someone called out, "He letting you fuck him?" in breathless
excitement. The deep voice growled back, "No...little tease is rubbing his
fucking hole against my dick...still in his underwear...FUCK!"  Bean looked
at Lane's intense straining face, `You're playing a dangerous game kid...I
won't be able to stop what happens if you keep teasing these men." He
said. Lane looked at him the need naked in expression, "I...I can't let
anything more happen...but...I FUCKING ACHE to have this cock inside me."
He said this so loudly it seemed to echo around the entire video booth
corridor.

  That was it; the men in the hall had reached a breaking point. The wall
almost bowed with the surge towards Lane's booth. It was so loud and
confusing for a few seconds but I noticed that the beautiful black erection
was pulled back through the hole and there seemed to be a fight outside the
door. Bean stood pressed against the wall and Lane stood there panting, his
shirt undone and his pants around his knees. Suddenly the door gave and
sort of burst inward. An enormous dark frame filled the narrow doorway.
From the massive erection rising from his undone pants I knew it was the
man from the booth. He had both big hands gripped on the doorframe and was
using his big broad back to hold back the other frantic men trying to press
their way in. "FUCKIN HOLD UP..." he shouted over his shoulder.  "Now that
we got the door open everyone's gonna get a turn with the fucking little
teasing whore...BUT I'm fucking first. He was so big and looked jacked up
with muscle no one questioned him. He was very handsome with dark skin and
even features. He had a short trimmed afro and was wearing a tight black
tee shirt. He was beautifully built and that cock was mesmerizing. "Now
I'll leave the door open and y"all can watch me take the kid." He said.
Lane backed up into the both, struggling to pull his pants up over his rock
hard erection, "No...I...I...don't' want..." He couldn't even finish his
sentence. The big black guy's hand flew out and gripped the kid's throat.
"Nobody asked for your fucking permission...filthy cunt sucking dicks
through a glory hole doesn't get to say no..." he looked the kid slowly up
and down. "You're a fucking hot little bitch...this is gonna be good...just
like them movies you made...huh?" he smiled knowingly. Lane twisted his
head around to look at Bean. The big man just shook his head and spoke in a
low voice, "Sorry kid...I warned you...there's nothing I can do to stop
this...you're going to get fucked...bad..."