Date: Tue, 13 Nov 2007 20:18:26 -0800 (PST)
From: Jeff <hoover_plano@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Outlet

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My other stories are "Big Brothers Cum Dump" and "The Prick" in Incest,
"Playing Ball" in Athletics, and "College Cum Dump" in College. Hope you
like my efforts!
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The Outlet

All I wanted was a pair of shorts.

My name is Shane. I'm 18 years old and a freshman at the University of
North Texas in Denton, a little town just north of Dallas. Having grown up
in the "booming metropolis" of Centerville, midway between Dallas and
Houston, I felt like I'd hit the big leagues when I scored an athletic
scholarship to UNT and went to the big city!

Back at home I was a star athlete, a true BMOC in my small school. The son
of a local physician, with athletic ability and (if I have to say myself)
good looks and a big cock, I had a pretty sweet deal back in Centerville.

All the girls loved me; pussy was so easy to get that I never learned how
to work for it.  Bred from good German stock in the hill country of Texas,
I'm tall, blond, blue eyed, and a natural stud. I know I sound conceited,
but I'm just trying to tell you how it was before reality hit.

Moving to Denton rocked my fucking world. All of the sudden I was most
definitely not the big man on campus! I was just a little guy in a big
world and my looks didn't count for shit. Girls that would've rolled over
with their legs in the air for me back home barely looked twice at me at
UNT. The steady flow of easy pussy I'd enjoyed through high school didn't
just peter out - it was like somebody slammed the faucet shut!

That's why I showed up at the outlet mall on this Thursday afternoon with
over-filled balls, along with a need to buy some new clothes. It had been
three weeks since I'd had any sex that didn't involve my right hand, and I
was about to fucking bust!

My Dad, ever mindful of his only son, sends me a clothing allowance every
month. His only stipulation is that I send him back receipts showing that I
spent the allowance on clothes instead of crack cocaine! Just a little
afraid of his son being in the city, I suppose!

I wandered into the Hilfiger Outlet at the mall in search some clothes that
might help me make an impression at an upcoming party; something that might
help end the "Great Pussy Drought of 2006"! Looking through the selections,
I was approached by a short young guy who could have been a fellow UNT
student. He immediately sensed that I had no damned idea what I wanted and
was really helpful in making suggestions about clothes that would display
me in the best light.

I got a little nervous when he lightly ran his hand over my ass while
commenting how a certain pair of shorts might help display that particular
asset to its best advantage.

"Girls just love a cute ass!" he gushed while softly gliding his hand over
the anatomy in question.

His demeanor was a little off-putting, but the feel of a hand stroking my
butt brought back memories of Kristin, a tall blond from Centerville who'd
been a reliable source of pussy in my sophomore year. My cock seemed to
remember her too, and raised its head to see if she could come out and
play!

When I'd left the dorm room my only thought was to go shopping, so the
quick idea of wearing something modest had escaped without a second
visit. I usually free-ball; I find it more comfortable; so the pair of
black silk running shorts I'd worn for the excursion did little to conceal
"Mr. Happy" as he heard his name being called.

I had to turn my back toward Jason to hide the tent rising in my shorts,
embarrassed beyond belief at what was happening. Maybe he thought I was
showing him some ass or something, but his attention seemed heightened by
my move as I clumsily made my way toward the dressing room to try on a
couple of pairs of shorts he'd suggested.

Arriving at the cubicles, I slipped inside, aware that Jason was hot on my
heels and watching my every move. I may be from a small town but I'm not
completely stupid! By now I'd figured out the game and just wanted to try
on the shorts and get the fuck out of this place.

Pulling my loose shorts down my hips, my hard cock sprang free of its
confines and left a greasy deposit of ball juice on my abs as it slapped
against my belly. Wishing like mad that I'd had the good sense to pull on a
pair of underwear before leaving campus, I ran through my options for
leaving this store with some shred of dignity still intact!

As I could see it, my only option was to take things "in hand" and tame the
monster roaring between my legs before I left the dressing room. So, with
an all-too-well practiced motion, I grabbed the boy and started fisting my
way toward the fastest orgasm I could manage!

The only problem is this; I've always been loud during sex. It's not that I
intentionally make noise, it's like I can't help it! So as I jacked myself
toward a quick cum, my mouth threw open and I started moaning!

My prick was leaking like a faucet and I was jerking for all I'm worth!
Grunts, groans, and moans were leaking from my mouth worse than the juice
from my cock. I was about half-way home when the curtain opened and my old
buddy Jason peeked in to see if I was all right!

That's when I discovered one of life's truths. A hard cock doesn't much
give a shit why it's feeling good - it just wants to feel good!

Jason's eyes locked on eight inches of athlete cock leaking pre-cum onto
the changing room floor and he licked his lips reflexively. He looked up to
my face and our eyes locked. Mine weren't telling him 'Yes' but they sure
as fuck weren't telling him 'No', so he followed his nature and sank to his
knees.

I thought for a second about pulling my dick away from him - just for a
second - and then decided "what the fuck!"

My knees caved a little when I felt his lips slide over the slime drooling
out the head of my cock. I was on auto-pilot and really didn't give a fat
rat's ass who was servicing me. I just wanted to empty my balls.

This kid clearly knew what he was doing. The idea that any of the high
school girls I'd had knew their shit was quickly put to rest! His hands
never left his side as he sank his face onto my shaft. His tongue swirled
around the underside of my pole, playing with the 'sweet spot' under my
head as he drew me into his hot mouth.

This was the best head I'd ever had! Eight rock hard inches of athlete meat
bottomed into his throat. I grabbed him by the hair and fucked his face as
the sensitive tip of my underused prick hit the back of his throat and sank
through that barrier with a moan of pleasure from my cocksucker.

Having thoroughly slimed me all the way to my pubes, Jason pulled off and
sank his face down my crotch to my cum-filled nuts. He lapped at the
sensitive orbs and let them roll across his chin. That felt so fucking good
that I started in with the moaning again. I grabbed his hair and pushed him
into my balls as I thrust my crotch into his face. His tongue played across
my balls and trailed down to the spot between my nuts and my ass.

He lapped my perineum like a pig at the trough! Waves of sensation ran up
my crotch as his tongue electrified my groin. Lifting one leg onto the
wooden bench, I rocked my hips forward and pushed into his tongue as I bent
my knees to increase the pressure on his face.  He slipped his head back,
pulling away from my hold on his hair, and sank his face into my ass.

Fuck me! That's a trick the chicks at Centerville High School could learn!
His tongue sank into the forbidden crevice of my ass cheeks and sent me
into a juice-leaking frenzy!

A guy's ass is something to look at - never to touch! That's what I'd
always thought! His tongue licking around my ass ring showed me how wrong
I'd always been! It was like I had an extra cock-head sandwiched between my
cheeks. The sensation was so fucking intense I thought I'd cum on the spot!

Ball juice drooled out my cock into his hair as my rock hard dick dangled
in the air. I pushed his face further into my ass and felt him struggle for
air. His head was bent at a 45 degree angle as he struggled not to topple
to the floor. At this point I didn't care if he lived through this or not -
I was in fucking teenage hard-on heaven! My cock was leaking so hard it
looked like I was cumming!

He pulled his face out of my ass and his left hand immediately took its
place. With a quick lick of his fuck-finger he positioned himself to enter
me. My first thought was to object, but I was so far gone I didn't dare do
anything to stop the action.

What I thought might hurt very nearly launched my rockets! His middle
finger slid through my well-slimed asshole and settled deep inside my fiery
chute. I'd always heard that a guy's prostate was a pleasure zone but I'd
never had mine touched.

Shit, what I'd been missing! When his finger touched my gland it was like a
fuse had been lit. While his mouth fucked onto my prick, his finger fucked
into my ass. The two sensations met in the middle to produce a wave of
pleasure unknown to common man!

I fucked into his face as his finger pushed me forward. My asshole twitched
and my cock throbbed. Grabbing him by his straight brown hair, I crammed
his face into my crotch as I felt the fat fleshy head of my prick slip into
the tight tunnel of his throat. Slimy spit drooled down his chin as he kept
up with the furious face-fucking I was throwing him!

My groans must have been heard throughout the store, but I didn't give a
shit! I threw my cock into his mouth and pulled back to press my ass into
his hand. Over and over again I fucked into his face and onto his
finger. My ball batter was being pushed out through my ass and it was time
to unload!

With a mighty grunt, my dick erupted like 'Old Faithful', pouring a geyser
of hot creamy ball slime down this cocksucker's gullet. He swallowed the
load like a well-trained whore, pulling me deeper into his face and
massaging my gushing corona with his gulping throat. My cock exploded three
weeks worth of seed into him as my knees gave way and I collapsed into a
sweaty heap on the hard wooden bench beneath me.

Jason struggled to withdraw his hand from my butt hole, dragging it across
the wood as he pulled himself free. His mouth stayed on my cock while my
electrified pole slowly deflated. Keeping his lips tight around the
semi-flaccid shaft, he cleaned me completely as he withdrew.

Drained and more than a little uncomfortable looking at the guy who'd done
the deed, I sat on the bench and waited for Jason to get up and get out of
the room. He seemed to understand, and quickly pulled himself together and
rose to his feet. With an embarrassed grin he backed out of the cubicle,
leaving me to get my shit together and wander back into the sunlight.

I decided I liked Jason's selections, so I gathered the shorts in my hands
and walked with unsteady feet to the check-out. A slightly chubby blonde
chick at the register grinned at me knowingly as she took my money and
bagged my purchases.

Thanks to Dad's clothing allowance I was able to keep my body clothed and
my balls drained throughout my freshman year. That mall turned into one
hell of an outlet!

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