Richie worked more hours on his break from school since this was shopping season. There were not many quiet moments for customer flirtations, but Richie was resourceful and would find ways to get more dick.
As was the morning ritual, Richie showered, shaved, put on some shorts and ran downstairs to get his morning dose of protein. Ruthie was livid when the sight of Richie’s shirtless body came careening down the stairwell.
”Have you no decency, boy? Did your mama raise you to be so disrespectful? What would she say if she saw you right now looking like this? Does she know you’re blowing your neighbor? A man old enough to be your grandfather? It’s disgusting! If you were my son I’d disown you!”
”Fuck you, Ruthie! I’m a 20 year old man and I do what I want. I’m not breaking any laws, if you don’t like it move somewhere else or shut your damn eyes and close your big mouth! Maybe your just jealous that I’m sucking Paul’s dick and you’re not?”
Ruthie’s jaw almost hit the ground. She was used to dishing it out, but not used to getting it back.
Paul was, as he was every morning, wearing a wifebeater sitting on his chair jerking his cock while watching porn on gaymaletube.com. On the screen was a scene from Missionary Boys where a younger sub was on his knees blowing his superior. Paul’s already large nut sack looked larger than usual.
”Morning Paul. Looks like you gotta big load for me this morning.”
”You know I do. Was up early and edging this thing waiting for you. I’m gonna blow quick this morning!”
Richie took his place between Paul’s spread legs and began to work for his breakfast, coincidentally timing Paul’s orgasm with the man on the screen blowing his seed up the guts of the cute Missionary Boy. Paul’s load was certainly more than usual and despite Richie’s best efforts, some sperm escaped his mouth and small white pearls gathered on his goatee and chest hair.
Paul guided Richie’s fingers to his face so he could use his fingers to scoop out the remaining cum bits. After all, these days Richie’s morning consisted of nothing more than coffee and “cream”, so he savored every single drop.
”You know Richie, I know Ruthie is a handful, but I need you to ignore her. The more you agitate her she will just get worse. I don’t even pay any attention to her. Be like a duck and let it roll off your back.
”I’ll try. It’s just she’s such a homophobic bitch. I don’t care what she thinks!”
Before Richie left him, Paul pulled a $20 out of his wallet and said it was just a little token of appreciation and for the upcoming Christmas holiday. Paul wasn’t taking no for an answer and even suggested for Richie to spend it at the bookstore.
Ruthie was still outside when Richie stepped outside Paul’s door. He still had pooling cum on his upper chest and a $20 bill in his hand.
“That fucker is paying you? I should have known. You’re a whore! I’m calling the building manager to tell them you’re running a whore house from your apartment!”
”No, no, no! I’m not a whore and even if I was it’s none of your damn business. Paul just gave me $20 for Christmas, not for sex, so fuck off, bitch!”
Richie went upstairs to his place and his cock was so boned up at the mistaken identity of a whore. He reflected on past sexual encounters where men had paid him for his services, so maybe, in a way, not only was he as sexually promiscuous as a whore, he was taking payment as a whore, too. His cock exploded as he jerked himself. He did not dismiss the idea of charging men to use any of his holes, but that was an issue for another day.
With $20 in hand and no work that day, Richie headed over to the adult bookstore once again. His plan was to settle into the gloryhole booth with a fresh bottle of poppers and hope to swallow as many loads as he could, and if the offer to fuck was on the table, he’d go for it.
A new clerk was behind the desk this time. His nane was Charlie and he was in his mid-30’s, the gay community would describe him as an Otter. Not bad looking. Richie bought a small bottle of Blue Boy and some tokens and headed for the end booth. It was early and Richie was willing to wait.
Since it was just the clerk and Richie at opening time, Charlie decides to head back to the booths to see what Richie was up to. When he saw the red light on in the end booth he knew exactly what Richie was up to, and it was exactly what he hoped when he first laid his eyes on Richie. Charlie’s girlfriend was pregnant and just not in the mood for sex. Charlie was desperate for a good-looking, young, cocksucker to wrap his lips around his big dick.
Charlie saddled up to the booth next to Richie’s and undid his zipper. Richie’s eyes bulged when he saw a very long and heavy semi-soft cock come through the hole. Richie took a huge hit of poppers, pulled off his shirt and swallowed the cock on offer to the hilt. Richie’s head spun out as he centered all his attention on deep throating that growing cock in his mouth. Since Charlie hadn’t come in 7 weeks, he was quick to fill Richie’s mouth with a fresh load of cum. Unlike this morning, Richie captured and swallowed every drop without missing even a small bit. He was loudly moaning as the gift of semen was ejecting from the convulsing penis in his mouth.
When he finished, Charlie knocked on Richie’s booth door and Richie opened it.
”Hey kid, you have fantastic skills. If you really wanna get some dick I got a deal for you. I’m gonna leave you in this booth, door unlocked, you on your knees wearing a blindfold. For every guy that wants to use your mouth I’ll charge $10, you get $5 and I get $5. If anyone wants to fuck that ass. I charge $20 and give you half. What do you think?
“Seriously? You’re going to pay me for sucking guys off? Hell yes, I’m in!”
”Stay right here and I’ll be back.”
Soon Charlie was back and he placed a hood over Richie’s head and a blindfold over his eyes so now he could really see absolutely nothing. There was a mouth hole and little nose holes in the mask. He could still sniff his poppers, which was great.
”On your knees now, kid. Get ready because the lunch hour crowd will be here any minute.”
Richie could hear every time the front door opened because there was a chime that could be heard all the way in the back. By his estimate there was definitely more than 1 guy in the store. The chimes went off a series of seven or eight times within a few minutes. Richie’s heart rate accelerated and his mouth went a little dry. He had a feeling at least one of the new customers would be jumping at the chance to use him, and he was so very correct.
Within minutes, Richie had a stranger’s cock down his throat. Without the ability to see anything, Richie’s senses of touch and smell were amplified. That stiff cock down his throat felt seriously amazing and he could smell the guy’s pubes and sweat. Hands grabbed the sides of his masked face and the cock was soon getting close to climaxing. Richie felt the spongy uncut cock expand a little bit more in his throat and with several gentle strokes the stranger overwhelmed and flooded Richie’s poor mouth with an epic display of true Alpha manhood. The man grunted like a sick pig as his cock spasmed 8 or 9 times, until it was completely spent.
Richie was thanked by the stranger with a love tap to the top of the head, and then rubbed and scratched him like a pet before taking off.
More bookstore adventures to follow….
