Date: Thu, 27 Sep 2007 18:07:42 +1000 (EST)
From: bill bobber <givingitupgladly@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: Sports Store Beginning - Part 2

Sports Store Beggining Part 2

This is fiction. (sadly) Please don't read it if you are not 18. It
involves man to man sex. Like anal and oral. Enjoy!!!!


The next few days at work were quiet and uneventful. I was still dealing
with the discovery that I had fantasies about having sex with men. And
not anonymous men either - men that I knew and saw all the time. I would
catch myself checking out the bulge in men's pants and wonder how big
their cocks were underneath. Then I would imagine what it would be like
to take them in my warm mouth and lovingly suck on them until they
spurted their creamy load. I frequently had to cover up my own growing
bulge as these wicked and vivid thoughts flashed through my head.

One day we had a delivery - team uniforms. This was nothing new. We
recieved the order for the local high school. But as I was going through
the box and checking off the items recieved I found something that
charged everything. Underneath the football jersies and shoulder pads
were four cheerleader outfits. As I looked at them my heart raced - they
looked so cool, so sexy. And then I noticed that the packing slip had
only three uniforms listed. We had somehow gotten an extra one.

With fumbling fingers and dry lips I took the outfits out of the box. I
looked at the sizes - two were really small, and one was probably a bit
big, but one was looked just right. I couldn't wait to get home and try
it on.

The next hour went by extremely slowly. I kept imagining what I would do
after I had dressed up in the outfit. I wasn't too sure but I knew it
would involve my favorite new lover (the skipping rope handle shaped like
a fat cock) fucking my innocent teen ass until I sqealed. I couldn't
wait. And as it happened, I actually couldn't wait. You see, the last
hour in the store was really slow. In my whole six months there I had
never had a customer come in during the last hour. It was a good time to
get things ready to close and to sweep up. But tonight I thought it would
be a good time to find out if the cheerleader outfit I ahd picked would
really fit me.

I went into the change room and listened carefully for any noises before
I undressed. Taking off my boy clothes and putting on the girl clothes
was incredible. I felt like I was becoming a girl. I imagined what it
would be like to wear a short skirt and flash your ass at horny men. The
little skirt was really short, and I liked that. The sweated made me look
like I had boobs, and I liked that too. All I needed now was a pair of
the shoes we kept in the small ladies shoe section. I could just dash out
and get them and then be back in the safety of the change room.

Of course I went; quickly and silently. Straight to the shoes that I knew
would make me walk most like a girl. On they went and I began to walk
back. No, I began to strut back. I loved the feel of my bare legs and my
bare little ass under the skirt. I shook it and pranced like a hooker
across the floor. I was loving the feeling until...

"My, my. It looks like Joe has hired a new employee."

To say my heart froze would not fully describe how shocked and terrified
I became. I froze.

Mr. Anderson was leaning across the counter as if he had been waiting for
me.

"What's your name little girl?"

I couldn't speak.

"Okay, I'll give you a name. How about Jamie? It's one of those names
that could be for a girl or a boy. I like names like that. What about you
Jamie?"

I nodded.

"So Jamie, how about doing a little dance for me. I love those long sexy
legs you have. Why don't you spin around and show them to me."

Amazingly, I found myself slowly shuffling around in a circle.'

"No, no. Spin around so your skirt flies up and I can see your sexy ass."

I knew that when I did this my cock would also be in view. I wasn't
afraid that Mr. Anderson would see it, because I knew Mr. Anderson knew I
wasn't a girl. But I was afraid that he would see that I was very much
erect. I didn't know how I could explain any of this really. I was pretty
much toast at this point. So I thought to myself - why not.

I spun around as fast as I could. The skirt rose up and I'm sure he saw
all he wanted of everything I had under there.

When I was done Mr. Anderson was walking toward me. I was afraid he might
hit me or something, but he came right up to me and said in a soft
voice; "I'd like to dance with you if I could."

I gulped and just nodded. What the hell could I do?! And besides, I was
getting kind of over the shock and a bit turned on.

Mr Anderson took me in his arms and pulled me against him. I felt his
muscles and size as he began to sway slowly and rhythmicly.

"You look very beautiful" he said

I looked up at him, " thank you." I wasn't going to try to explain this.
There was no way that I could. It was clear that I had dressed up in a
cheerleader's out fit and was damn excited about it.

As we swayed together Mr. Anderson's hand slid down my back and lifted up
my skirt. His big warm hand cupped one of my ass cheeks. It felt
unbelevably sexy. I didn't fight it for one second. But I was getting a
bit worried about the bulge I felt growing between us. I knew it wasn't
mine because this bulge was really big.

Mr. Anderson's hand didn't stay still. He was soon squeezing and stroking
my smooth little bum. And it was really turning me on. I loved the way it
made me feel feminine and sexy. When one of his thick fingers pressed
against my quivering anus I moaned.

Then he kissed me. I was lost then for sure. As I became overwhelmed by
the sensation of a man kissing me full on the mouth - and of me kissing
him back - as he slid the tip of his finger into me.
Then, his other hand was stroking my hard little cock. It felt so
wonderful, I just stood there being kissed, penetrated, and carressed,
all at the same time.

"I want to make love to you now."

I wanted that too. But I was soo scared. "Please be gentle with me okay?
I've never done this kind of thing before."

Mr. Anderson smiled at me. "Don't worry, I'll treat you like the lady
that you are."

He led me into the back of the store. I was his. I didn't know what he
wanted me to do, but I knew that whatever he asked, I would be willing to
do it.

"On your knees"

I knelt. He stood in front of me.

"Undo my pants and take out my cock."

With shaking hands I unzipped him. Then I reached inside to find what I
had imagined so much. It was long and thick. I pulled it out. His cock
hung down in front of my face. A smear of clear fluid covered the gaping
hole on the tip. I knew what he wanted me to do.

Wrapping both hands around his big cock I raised it to my mouth. I licked
the tip savouring the delicious and pungent flavour. Then I sucked. And
sucked. And sucked. The room was filled with the sounds of moans and
slurping. I knew that I loved sucking cocks. And I was excited to find
that I was good at it. Mr. Anderson kept saying things like, " mmmm, yes
that's it. What a good little girl. Take your daddy's cock. That feels so
good. Keep going, yes, oh yes!"

Then he came. There really wasn't that much, but I loved every bit. It
made me feel so sexy to swallow his warm sperm.

After he came in my mouth Mr. Anderson bent me over a table and fucked
me. It was quick and it did hurt for a while. But I quess I was born to
be slut for cock because my cries of pain soom turned into cries of
pleasure. All my training had really paid off. My ass was thrilled to
finally be filled with a real cock. I loved it and wanted it to go on
forever.

After he came the second time though, he was pretty much done. I kept
begging though. "Please! Just one more time. Please fuck me again."

I can't believe what I slut I had become, but if you've ever been fucked
in the ass by a strong loving man, well, you know what it does to you.

We kissed and I made him promise to fuck me again the next day. "Well,
okay," he said. "But only if you wear the cheerleader outfit and you have
to let me cum in your mouth first."

"Okay!" I almost shouted. I couldn't wait to get fucked again. Little did
I know that Mr. Anderson had plans for me that included more that just
his cock. But it didn't matter. I would have volunteered happily for
anything that involved sucking and getting fucked by men. As I walked
home latter I felt proud that I had pleased Mr. Anderson so much. I loved
the feeling of his cum running down the back of my legs as it leaked from
my ass. I wasn't a virgin anymore. I could take a cock in my ass and
mouth. Bring it on.

Love your comments
Hope you enjoyed it,

Randy