Date: Fri, 28 Sep 2007 16:56:47 +1000 (EST) From: bill bobber Subject: Sports Store Beginnings Part 3 Man/teen anal - consensual. TG - Teen Don't read if you are under 18 or are not turned on by graphic depictions of horny, slutty boy/girls getting their asses stuffed. Otherwise, please enjoy. Randy The routine was as follows: I'd turn off the "Open" light in the window and lock the front door. Then I would quickly strip out of my boy clothes and put on my hot new cheerleader outfit. (I loved the short litle skirt and the way it showed off my long legs and ass.) By the time I was out of the change room Mr. Anderson would have come in the back door and be waiting for me in the store room. I would walk (prance) in and immediately his hands would be all over my eager young body. I felt so sexy and slutty when he would squeeze and caress my bare ass. Our foreplay would not be long though - I knew what my lover wanted. Most nights it was my ass. When I knew he was ready to fuck me I would bend over the an old table that had been shoved into a corner. I had piled blankets on it to cushion my chest from the pounding I would recieve. It was so thrilling - the way I was just leting him do do me what he wanted. Without a word I just spread my legs, bent over, and waited with my heart pounding for what I was craving. Mr Anderson didn't just shove his cock into me though. I would have love that, especially now that I was getting more used to taking his thick cock in my ass, but I guess he wanted to savour the experience of having a willing young boy/girl at his command. His big warm hands would slowly move up my long well shaven legs. I would tremble with the anticipation of what I was in store for. I moaned as he used both hands to knead and spread my firm round ass cheeks. I knew he loved my ass, and I was glad. I hoped he would keep fucking it as long as possible. But right now I was in store for a bit more teasing. Smack!! The first slap brought an involuntary cry from my lips. Smack! This was on the other cheek. My ass wiggled in pain/pleasure. I moaned and clutched the blankets more tightly. He spanked me about ten times before he felt I has ready to be fucked. By then my ass cheeks were red and stinging. But he wasn't spanking me too hard - just enough to make my anus jealous and want to be filled even more. "Please fuck me now Mr. Anderson." I said softly over my shoulder. "Please. You promised!" "Don't fret now my little pretty. You'll get what you're needing. Just bend over and get ready." I felt his hands spread open my ass and I knew he was aiming his fat cock at my poor little anus. It had been through a lot in the last few weeks. It had gone from nothing, to skipping-rope handles, to a man's cock in no time. But I was very proud of it. I was getting so much pleasure from a part of my body I had never expected to before. And I was so pleased to be able to take Mr. Anderson's full length inside me. The best feeling in the world was when he was all the way in me and my ass was stretched wide open. I could feel him so deep inside me that I felt thoroughly and completely fucked, taken, screwed, balled, had, penetrated, topped, mounted, bred, dominated. His fat cock-head was pressing against my hole now. I pushed back and felt the delicious plunge as he entered me. Another moan escaped my lips as I gave myself to being fucked by a man. Soon the room was filled with the sound of flesh slapping agianst flesh as he pounded me. My moans and his grunts of pleasure and effort were as synchronized as our thrusts. In and out. Up and down. On and on it went until I could feel my cock starting to twitch as it's orgasm built up. As ususal, without even touching it, my cock spasmed and I shot a huge and intense load onto the floor between my spread legs. As I came, my muscular ass clenched around Mr. Anderson's cock sending him off on his orgasm. I almost cried with happiness as I felt him shooting his cum into me - filling me with his sperm. Our orgams went on, until finally, gasping for breath, he collapsed onto my back. I reveled in the "freshly fucked" feeling, knowing that I had made Mr. Anderson feel very very good. I liked to be able to do that. I wondered what else he would like me to do. I knew that he liked me to suck him off because we did that almost every day too. I was getting better at that too and could now swallow his cum without wasting a drop. But I wondered if there was more that I could be doing to please him. I knew that he liked to see me wearing the cheerleader outfit, and I definately was excited about wearing it. Perhaps there were other things that I could be wearing to turn him on more? I made a decision to ask him about it - just as soon as I could wake him up and then try to get him to fuck me again before I had to go home. I was also wondering about Mr. Turner. He didn't know about what Mr. Anderson and I were doing, but I was beginning to want him to. He was a really good looking man and I wanted to see what he had in his pants. I began to imagine. It would be longer that Mr. Anderson's cock, but not as thick. And I would suck on it for a long time as I knelt between Mr. Turner's legs. Mmmmm. I was getting horny again. "Mr. Anderson. I have to go home soon because I have lots of homework to do tonight. So if you want to fuck me again, you better get started." More to follow. Thank you so much for the comments and sugestions. I love to hear from you!!