Date: Thu, 11 Dec 2008 11:06:41 -0800 (PST) From: Jake the Snake Subject: Working Hard Hope you enjoy reading this little story - and you'd better be of legal age to do it! Let me know if you like it. Working Hard I've always had a ton of trouble keeping my dick from getting hard. Maybe it's because I just turned seventeen and guys my age always have a hard-on. Maybe it's because I know I can get it sucked any time I want by the night manager at the sub shop where I work after school. Or maybe it's because the new kid he just hired is a fucking wet dream! I've got to hand it to Rick; he can pick them! I was just fifteen, the same age as the new kid, when I applied for the job I'd held for the last two years. I should've known by the way he looked me over during the interview he was looking for more than just someone to make sandwiches! I guess I was a little na‹ve at the time. I had zero experience dealing with gay people; didn't actually believe there were any in my little town. And Rick would've been the last guy I'd have picked out of a line-up! Just twenty at the time, he looked more like a pussy chasing frat boy! But pretty soon it became obvious that Rick spent most of my shift ogling my package, and I suspected he was checking out my ass when I had my back turned. It probably should have bothered me more than it did. I'd always thought of myself as straight, kind of a "second-tier jock" who kept myself in good shape and never had trouble finding a girl. But it was a little bit of a thrill knowing that someone else, even a guy, was horny for my body! That was all it was; just a little innocent ogling; until one night when I needed to take a piss. The shop's only restroom was occupied by a guy who must have had a terrible case of it; he'd been in there for at least ten minutes! And I knew I'd have to make it pretty quick, as Rick had pulled another one of his disappearing acts, leaving just me and one other employee to handle the customers. He was bad about that, sometimes leaving us alone for as long as an hour. Luckily, our sub shop was tucked in the corner of a truck stop located just off the interstate. It was a busy place and I knew there were plenty of pissers in its huge men's room/shower room combination. As I entered I could see that all three of the urinals had guys standing at them. Just as I was about to turn on my heels and head back to the shop, the door to last stall opened up and a tall young figure stumbled out. I recognized him immediately; he was the starting forward on my high school basketball team. Even though he was a senior and a school super-jock, he'd always been nice to me and I was a little annoyed when he looked down at the floor and avoided eye contact as he raced to the door. But my mind was focused on my full bladder, so I didn't think much about it as I rushed into the stall, unleashing the snake as I entered. I was spewing a torrent of yellow liquid into the toilet before I ever noticed the hole in the wall, sitting just about waist high. Being a few months shy of my sixteenth birthday, and having been raised in a small farming community, I'd never seen a set up like this one! But it didn't take a genius to figure out what it was for, or to understand Mike's embarrassment at having been caught coming out of the place! I giggled to myself at the thought of super-jock Mike McCormick getting his pole sucked through a hole in a men's room stall! But the thought got the blood flowing to my crotch. By the time I'd finished pissing the damn thing was almost all the way hard, like it had a mind of its own! But I couldn't sit down for a quick jack with someone in the next stall! Or could I? I knew for sure I couldn't walk back through the truck stop with a tent in my trousers, so I decided to take a chance and go for a quickie with my five-fingered girlfriend. The thought that someone might be watching turned out to be a little of a turn-on. I'd gotten a kick out of being ogled with my clothes on; why not take it to the next level? Resting on the porcelain throne with my back pressing against the cold steel, I pushed my khaki slacks to my ankles and spread my legs wide for a fast jerk session. I'd discovered soon after finding out about jacking off that the best way for me to build a quick load was to play with my balls while I pumped my dick. Knowing for sure I was being watched made my already-hard cock jerk in my hand, and a generous drop of pre-cum oozed out to help grease my fist. This would be a quick one! I was leaking like a bad faucet. I loved it when this happened! Way better lube than the Vaseline I used at home! As I squeezed my shaft another drop appeared at the head. It was almost like I was shooting clear cum; my dick was so hard! I'd only gotten off a couple of strokes when a finger appeared through the hole. Then most of a hand followed, reaching toward me with fingers outstretched. My cock throbbed and I jerked it slow and easy, trying hard not to blow my load too soon. "Let me suck it" I heard a voice, soft and throaty, as the owner of the hand whispered through the opening. And I recognized the voice! Now I knew where Rick disappeared to all the time! My cock throbbed at the thought of letting my manager suck me off, but I sat frozen on the seat. The hole was big enough that he got his whole forearm through, and the next thing I felt were his fingers stroking lightly against my leg. It felt damned good! On shaky knees, I rose from my seat and felt his touch on my balls as I turned toward the hole. He rolled me through his fingers and stroked the tight skin between my legs. I almost blew my load right there! I was close to losing it but the sensations were too good to let go so soon. So I held onto my cock as I let his hand guide me to the hole. Placing my balls at the opening I hoped he'd take the hint and keep up the stroking that had me in such a lather! I was disappointed for a few seconds when I felt him release my nut sack. But my disappointment gave way ecstasy when I felt his tongue slide across the twitching flesh. What a fucking feeling! I pressed into the hole, flattening myself against the wall and smearing ball juice all over the steel surface. I'd always known my balls were sensitive but what he was doing had me gasping for breath! I could feel my abs getting smeared with pre-cum as my cock jerked between the smooth warm skin of my stomach and the cool metal of the partition. I could have stayed like this forever. Fuck work - screw the customers and the stupid kid working with me! I was in the zone that every fifteen year old kid dreams of; my whole universe focused on my crotch! The long tongue snaking its way across my balls had my nerve endings on fire and I spread my legs wider to give him all the reach he wanted! After what seemed like ten seconds but was probably more like five minutes, I felt his hot flesh recede from my balls and a pair of fingers pushed on my pubes, urging me back from the opening. I stepped back a little, my hard dick sliding down the wall through a slimy mess of ball juice. Before I could withdraw further, the fingers pushing me back grasped my hard cock and drew it toward the opening. Holy shit! I thought his tongue felt good on my nuts, but it was nothing compared to his next move! My steel rod sank into the hot cavity of his mouth and he swallowed me all the way down! I even felt the slimy head of my cock hit his throat and keep going! If pussy was half this good I had a lot to look forward to! I had to hold my breath to keep from screaming out loud. No sense in letting the whole world know I was about to shoot a hot load! But when he trapped my meat in his throat and hummed around the shaft with his tongue snaking across the hot sensitive flesh I couldn't control myself any longer. "Oh fuck!" I almost screamed as my cock erupted in a torrent of blazing hot cream! His throat closed against my spewing cock head as he swallowed furiously against the onslaught of musky cum splattering across his tonsils! I almost collapsed as my legs seized and I leaned heavily against the cool metal as I emptied my balls into the first warm hole I'd ever fucked! He seemed to know just what to do with my cock after it spewed the last of my nut load onto his tongue. I was too spent to even pull away from the hole, and he let my softening meat rest in his mouth, sucking gently to clean my pole while leaving my super-sensitive cockhead to come back to earth. Catching my breath, I pulled slowly from his mouth and almost fell to my seat. This time he looked through the hole and up at my face. I saw I'd been right about whose face I'd just fucked my load into. But he looked a little shocked to see it was his latest hire who'd been feeding him hard dick! "Hey Travis" he whispered with a sheepish grin "We'll talk about this later. But you better get your ass back to work. I didn't hire Jeremy for his brains, you know!"