The following is NOT true, but extends from my imagination. I work at a convenience store and have a vender that I like. This vender is the cutest I think I've ever seen. Thin body, nice bubble butt, and a face like a teen. Thank you all for the feedback from my story, Halloween Boy, found in the gay, adult/youth section of Nifty.

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Now for the usual disclaimers: 1. This story is about casual relations between male adults. If this is not to your liking, or if you are under the age of 18, close the site now. 2. This story is PURE FICTION. The reason for a site like this is to get our rocks off without participating in risky activity.

The Vender Delivers!

I was opening the store on Thanksgiving day,
When a vision of cuteness came walking my way.
A vendor with chips and crackers galore,
Had come with his packages right up to the door.

I opened the door and welcomed him in,
But what I wanted was a complete sin.
I wanted to see him all naked and cute,
But all that he wanted was to put up his loot.

When his job was completed and I'd signed for the job,
He did something to make my dick throb.
He asked to be shown to a place un disturbed,
And asked that I act like a total damn perve.

We went to the back, not a camera in sight,
He showed me his ass, all nice, round and tight.
He told me to fuck him, like the pervert I am,
So I pulled out my dick, to my job I began.

I ate his ass fully, the taste was divine,
I treated his pucker like a temple or shrine.
And when I thought it was properly wet,
I put in my cock and I started to sweat.

He moaned though the fucking like a dumb whore in heat,
The feel of his ass, it really was sweet.
When the time came to deposit my load,
He made a loud sound, like a rooster he crowed.

He had shot out his spunk right into his drawers,
Then like a good bitch, he got on all fours.
With his mouth and his tongue he cleaned up my cock,
And when he was done, I pulled up my jock.

I gave him a kiss, my tongue played with his,
And just from the kissing, he shot out more jizz.
With his pants drenched with cum he went to the door,
And told me he wasn't really a whore.

From the time that we met he wanted my dick,
He really was craving my seven inch stick.
He really was desperate, he wanted it more,
But he had to take goodies to each open store.

He loaded his rig and he turned on the key,
What he said next, it filled me with glee.
`Cause I heard him proclaim as he drove out of sight,
"You'll fuck me again, when the timing is right!"