Date: Sat, 5 May 2018 21:40:00 -0600 From: jayhsen bell Subject: Distracted at the cinema 4 - distracted while shopping Distracted while shopping A story by J-boog This story is a work of pure fiction and a fantasy I've had, since I realized I was attracted to the male physique. As a reminder, if you are under the legal age in your state, please read no further. The stories will still be here when you're an adult. Please remember to donate to nifty to keep this site free. After dinner I went to my room to search the web for swim trunks. I found a few on amazon that I like and thought about ordering a pair but decided I wanted to try on some. I decided I'd just play hookie again and go to the mall with my friend Ian. "Yo, you want to go play hookie tomorrow for 5th period and go to the mall?" I texted Ian. "No go. We have a test tomorrow. If you came to class you'd know that." Ian replied. "WTF! What's it on?" I texted back. "Chapters 6 through 10, about the American Revolutionary War. I have a feeling he's going to throw in some questions about the pre and post war, from chapters 5 and 11, as well. I gotta go. All of us aren't geniuses like some people." Ian replied. If I was such a genius, how would I have let 3 old men fuck me senseless. I put my phone down and picked up my book to go over the chapters. I guess going to the mall was out of the question. If I failed a class my parents would surely do more than ground me. I guess playing hookie, 2 days in a row isn't the best of ideas. I studied for a few hours but my mind kept wondering back to the movie theater and the 3 old men. When I had reread the same sentence 5 times I decided to call it a night and go to sleep. I turned off the light and crawled in bed. I pulled up the covers and turned on my back. I stared at the ceiling for a minute reminiscing about the earlier events. I felt my right hand leave my chest and work it's way down to my dick, like it had a mind of its own. I was rock hard, so I kicked off the covers and started stroking my dick just thinking about Gary, Charles, and Harold all having their way with me. I was caught by surprise when my left hand snaked it's way between my legs and down to my rosebud. I lifted my legs a bit to give my fingers a better target. The tip of my finger touched my hole and a jolt of electricity shot through me. "Mmm." I moaned. I brought my fingers to my mouth and stuck a couple in my mouth and coated them in saliva. I put my hand back down to my hole and breached the entrance. My hand began to work at lightning speed as my hole opened to accept my digit. It was still slightly moist from earlier in the day. I worked my finger quicker in and out of my ass, really getting into stimulating my hole. I imagine Charles bending me over the theater chair and going to town on my ass, as Harold gagged me on his dick. I added a second finger to my hole pistoning them in and out of my hole wishing that it was some big dick. The events kept coming back to me as I finger fucked myself in bed. Harold fucking me on the bathroom floor with Gary's dick down my throat. Then the image of Gary folding me in half in a chair fucking me and making me beg for more daddy dick. Both my hands moved faster and the hand finger fucking me, kept trying to go deeper looking for that magical spot. I added a 3rd finger and my eyes rolled as my hole was stretched. The remaining cum, coated my fingers allowing them to slide through my hole easier. "Mmm." I moaned again, this time a bit louder as my fingers hit my prostate. Bullseye! My toes curled, my eyes crossed, and my mouth fell agape, as I shot a geyser of semen straight into the air with some of it landing my lip and face. I licked my lips as my body fell limp. After a minute, I regained my composure and went to the connecting jack and Jill bathroom I used to share with my older brother Eddie. I washed the cum off my face and got back in bed. I dreamed about getting fucked again, only to wake up in the morning with my crotch covered in semen. I got out of bed and took a shower, paying special attention to my asshole, maybe a little too much as I ended up finger fucking myself again. Once I finished "showering" I got dressed and made my way downstairs. My parents were already at the table and discussing their busy days. "Everything all right?" My mother asked. "You were up there quite a while." "I'm good. I just didn't want you to hear me, poop." I lied. "Well, we didn't need that information." My mother replied looking at me skeptically. "I'm running late and have to meet Ian before class. Love you, see you later." I said as I threw my bag over my shoulder, grabbed a bagel with an apple, and left. "Love you, too." My parents said in unison as I closed the front door. I walked through Wash Park seeing a few kids from school, some smoking and some walking to school. I waved to the ones I knew. I got to Louisiana Avenue and was about to cross the street to the campus when I heard my named called. I turned around to see Ian jogging towards me, his backpack swaying left and right as he ran. "Sup!" I said as he got to me. "Sup!" Ian replied. We did our best friend hand shake and chatted about homework and how the movie went. I told him a white lie, saying it was mind blowing. Little did he know the mind blowing part had nothing to do with the movie. He asked if he could copy a few of my answers on the history test in 5th period. "You know I got you, bro." I stated. I know cheating is bad but it was history and no one really cared or so I thought. The day progressed without incident. 5th period started right after lunch so I made sure to stop by my locker to pick up my bag, having put it in there before lunch. I walked into class and Ian already had seats saved for us. "Nice of you to show up today, Mr. Jones. I hope you're feeling well." Mr. Thompson said as I walked in the door. He was standing at the board writing something about the next days assignment. He stood there in his khaki pants and white polo with brown monk shoes and brown belt. He was in his mid-forties with salt and pepper hair. His swimmers build suited his 5'11" frame. These features suddenly struck my eye, never having realized how attractive my history teacher was. I stumbled over a desk having been caught off guard by my feelings and awkwardly walked to the desk closest to the window. "I am." I stammered, blushing slightly. "You alright." Ian asked as I sat next to him. "Yea, just missed a step." I said. "There aren't any steps in here bro." Ian replied. "I meant a step in my walk, you dork." I stated. We both laughed then got ready for class to begin. The final bell rang and Mr. Thompson advised everyone to get ready for the test. We started the test and I made sure to let Ian get a few peeks without being to obvious. The hour was up before we knew it and everyone packed up to head to the next class. I dropped off my test and Mr. Thompson asked me to stay behind. I said bye to Ian and went over to chat with Mr. Thompson. "I noticed you weren't here yesterday. Please try not to ditch my class again or I'll report it to the office." Mr. Thompson stated. I figured it best not to lie. "I'm sorry, Mr. Thompson. I just needed some time to myself." "We all do, but you being a child means you should be in school when you're supposed to. Your "me time" should be on the weekends especially since you have no bills and your only responsibilities are getting good grades." Mr. Thompson scolded me. "Right, it won't happen again." I skulked down in shame. "Let's make sure it doesn't." Mr. Thompson said. His gaze dropping from me down to the papers he was going to be grading later. "Is there anything I can do to make up for the class I missed." I asked. "We'll see. Now get to your next class." He stated. I left feeling slightly angry for being scolded by my teacher. The rest of the day went on without any hiccups. I walked across the street to the park with Ian and stopped at the big lake. He asked if I was going to game tonight and I told him yes I just needed to stop by the store. He said cool and we parted ways, him heading towards the Bonnie Brae neighborhood and I the baker neighborhood. I got on the bus to the head to broadway and then walked down Broadway to a great underwear store near 1st. I walked to the door and opened it. A bell above the door rang, signaling to the owner a new customer had entered. "Welcome, I'm Ron. Is there anything I can help you find today?" The clerk asked. He was a barrel chested man with brown hair, a barb wire tattoo on his left bicep and he stood about 5'7". He was deeply tanned and pretty stocky with a reddish-brown beard to match his brown hair. My heart skipped a beat with the animal magnetism he exuded. He had all the makings of a man who was trying to recapture his youth with his tight diesel blue jeans and low cut v-neck guess top but I couldn't help but feel a slight stir in the groin. "Yes, I'm looking for a pair of swim trunks." I replied. "Aah, getting ready for some pool parties?" He asked. "Yea. I'm so happy summer starts in a few weeks." I said. "What type are you looking for? We have trunks, euro cuts, and speedos." He said gesturing towards the wall. "I think trunks." I replied, a little timidly. "Those are going to be near the bottom." He stated. "Ok. Thank you." I said. "The dressing rooms are right here if you need to try some on." He showed me. The bell rang again and he said hello to the customer. He approached the other customer and asked if he could help them find anything. Just looking around the customer said. I grabbed a few pairs of trunks and entered the dressing room. I started to undress by removing my shoes and pants. I grabbed a pair and put them on. I had to leave the dressing room to see how they looked. As I was opening the curtain the bell rang again and it seems the other customer was leaving. "Those look a bit loose. Do you want tighter pair?" He asked. "Do you have them in a 34?" I asked. "Let me check." Ron said. I went and tried on another pair. As I opened the curtain again Ron was walking up with the other size in all the styles I picked up. "Here try these on. If you need a better fit let me know." Ron said. I returned back to the dressing room and closed the curtain. I started pulling on the new pair and my underwear kept bunching them up. I opened the curtain and looked in the mirror. Ron said you can try them on without underwear if you need to. Also step out of your comfort zone, a handsome young guy like you would look good in a few of the speedos or an euro cut. He grabbed a few and handed them to me. I stopped back into the room and closed the curtain. I pulled off the shorts and my underwear then tried on the rest of the trunks, not liking them much, I picked up a pair of the euro cut. I stepped out to see how they looked but my shirt wasn't having it. So I pulled it off and tossed it in the dressing room. Ron whistled, which caused me to blush. "Looking good young man." Ron was right, they hugged my ass and thighs without the fabric cutting into my skin. I decided they would be a yes if I didn't find a pair I liked more. I tried on a few more but didn't feel the same way as I did about the first pair of euro cuts. When I went back in to try of the speedos I was bending over when I felt something against my ass. I looked behind me but nothing was there. I looked at a pair of the speedos and thought they looked small but I know speedos look smaller than they are. I pulled up the speedos with a bit of difficulty and went to take a look. I wasn't feeling them and was about to turn back into the dressing room when Ron came from the back room. "Those look a bit tight." Ron stated. "They are." I replied. "I was just about to take them off." "Let me know if you need some help." He chuckled. I thought I noticed a lump in Ron's already full basket but I'm sure it was a trick of the eye. I entered the dressing room and tried to pull down the speedos but they wouldn't go pass my thighs. "Ron, I actually need some help getting out of these." I embarrassingly exclaimed. "On my way." I heard the curtain rustle as he pushed it aside and he stepped inside. "Oh my, someone's stuck." He said as he got down on his knees to pull them down. He stuck his hand up the inside of my thigh and grazed my balls. I shuddered. Ron yanked and I stumbled into him my dick incidentally slapping him in the face. "I'm so sorry for that." I said. "Usually guys buy me dinner first before cock slapping me." Ron joked. He tugged once again and the speedos came off. "Thanks." I said. "No problem. But I think you're going to need to get this down before trying on another pair." Ron said nodding towards my dick. In my embarrassment, I hadn't realized I had become excited by Ron's close proximity to my dick. Ron looked up at me before taking my dick in his mouth. "Aaah." I moaned not ready for the warm, wet mouth. Ron bobbed his head up and down on my dick taking it from tip to hilt. I tossed my head back and put my hand on his head. My hips took over and I began to fuck his mouth. Ron grabbed a butt cheek in each hand and pulled me in and out of his mouth. "Mmphf." Ron moaned with my dick in his mouth. His tongue swirled around my dick, driving me wild. His hands were kneading my cheeks all the while his fingers began to slip towards my hole. One of his fingers touched my rosebud and began to apply pressure. I was bucking wildly in his mouth really enjoying the sensation of getting a blow job. I was pulling my dick out of his mouth when his digit sank in my hole. My mouth opened from the breach as he wiggled his finger around. He began to finger fuck me when he pulled his finger out and removed his mouth from my dick. He stuck the finger in his mouth and then went back to giving me a blow job. A second later, he stuck his saliva covered finger back up my hole and started finger fucking me while sucking my dick. The lubricated finger slid even further up my ass. I moaned as his finger sank in and he twisted it before pulling it out to the tip before sinking back in and twisting it again. The fitting room was filled with sounds of suction, slurping, and smacking as I furiously bucked into Ron's mouth. Ron added another finger to my ass as I neared closer to my climax. Ron's fingers were baring down hard on my love button causing me to buck harder. "I'm going to cummmmmmmmmmmmm!"I screamed as I slammed Ron's face into my groin and came down his throat. Ron's fingers slammed onto my prostate during my climax and made my eyes roll into the back of my head and mouth drop open into the perfect O. Ron drank my seed and continued to finger fuck me through my orgasm. Once I was done cumming, Ron removed his mouth. "Delicious." Ron said. "Wow. That was amazing." I stated. "I hope you're ready for more." Ron stated. I looked at him slightly bewildered as he turned me around and stuck his face up my ass. "Ohmigod." I whined as Ron's tongue felt like it went a foot into me. Ron jiggled my cheeks and gave each a slap. He tongue fucked me for 5 minutes just as I started throwing my ass back to get more of his tongue up my ass. "Oh fuck daddy. That feels so good." I whimpered. "You ready for some more." Ron asked but coming out as more of a statement. Ron stood up unbuttoned his pants and pulling out a mammoth dick that looked about 7 inches long and beer can thick. I got scared and tried to think of something to get myself out of this. Ron hocked up some spit and let it fall on his dick head and rubbed it all over. His pants open at the fly dick sticking out of it looking angry and like a missile. "I don't know if I can take such a big dick." I stammered. "Just breathe. I'll take it easy, at first." Ron said as he put his dick to my asshole. "See, it's kissing my dickhead." Ron was right, my asshole was winking at his dick, ready for more action. Ron applied pressure to my asshole and his dick began its descent into my bowels. The head popped through and I sucked in some air as it stung. His dick was really stretching me. He waited for me to adjust and moved in some more. His dick felt like a red hot poker but my asshole refused to yield. "You're tight. Don't move." Ron said as he pulled his dick out. I breathe a sigh of relief as the pressure and pain left my asshole. He left the dressing room while I stood there naked pushed up against the wall. Ron returned a second later and got back behind me. "Relax, baby. You're going to be begging for it once I get going." He lined his dick back up and it slid in a bit easier. "Mmm. This is one fine caramel ass. I going to enjoy breeding this ass." Ron cooed at me as more of his dick sank into me. What felt like a log in my ass finally came to a stop as Ron bottomed out. "Aaah." Ron stood behind me, dick lodged up my chute kissing my neck and ear allowing me to get used to it. When he felt the death grip of my hole relax some he began his assault. He pulled out a few inches before pumping back into me. "You like that?" Ron asked. "Your dick's so big. It feels like you're splitting me in 2." I whined back. Ron pulled out again and turned my head to kiss me, his tongue searching my mouth. Slowly he fucked me, making sure I wasn't uncomfortable. Pulling my asshole out as he retracted to make it look like a blooming flower, before sinking back in to make it appear as a black hole. In and out, in and out, in and out. He proceeded to fuck me slowly like this for what felt like 10 minutes before his pace started to pick up. By this point my ass had become accustomed to the onslaught and I was pushing back to get more. Ron was right I wanted more of this gorgeous, thick dick in me. "Fuck. You feel good. You want some more." Ron asked? "Yes. Fuck me daddy. That dick is like a magic stick." I said back. "You got it sexy." Ron said before lifting my leg onto the stool in the dressing room and started to pound my hole. Ron stopped after a minute and pulled off his shirt and dropped his pants down to his ankles before stepping out of them. I looked over my shoulder to see a hairy chest with big erect nipples and flat stomach also covered in hair. "Like what you see?" Ron asked. I nodded. Ron bent me further at the waist and grabbed my hips. He started pounding my ass, knocking the wind out of me. My dick had grown hard again and Ron bent over me and grabbed my dick. He left his hand in one spot and fucked me into it, effectively jacking me off as he did it. My hole was loose now and Ron was the cause. His big, thick dick had opened my hole wider then my cinema session and I wanted more. I wanted his seed buried deep inside me. I really started bucking into his fucking as he continued to stretch my hole. I felt pressure on my back as he lowered us to the doggy style. He stayed on his feet as I got on my knees and this new angle jabbed his dick directly in to my prostate. 5 strokes in and I came all over the floor. "Aaaah." I cried in exhilaration. This didn't deter Ron as the tightening my hole was causing as it spasmed from my orgasm drove him even more wild. He really started laying the pipe down making my head hit the wall. He pulled all the way out and had me lay on my back. I did and he grabbed my legs, pushing them higher. "Beg." Ron commanded. "Please fuck me with your big, daddy dick. I need you to breed me. Please fuck me!" I whined. Ron lined back up and shoved fully in. Aaah he said and started laying pipe again. Pulling all the way out before shoving back in. I saw his sexy nipples standing there erect and flicked them. His eyes grew wide. I then leaned forward and began to suck the right one causing him to fuck me harder. After a few minutes I went to the left one. He continued to fuck me harder letting my legs fall to his ass as I dug my heels into his ass to pull him deeper. For 20 minutes longer he fucked me with no abandon, in the process making me cum 2 more times. Finally he shoved all the way in me so violently that he moved me a few inches and burned my shoulder blade from the rug burn. He started unloading his hot, molten cum up my ass and fell forward. We laid in after sex bliss for a minute or two before getting up and getting put back together. "Thanks for the help." I said awkwardly. "No problem at all. If you want those first pair of euro cut shorts, I'll ring you up when you're ready." Ron gave me a great deal on the shorts and his phone number, in case I wanted to hook up again. I told him that would definitely be happening. I grabbed my bag and left on the store. On the way out I noticed the sign said it was closed. No wonder nobody came in as Ron fucked me silly. I wonder when he would have done it. I got home and got showered up and did my homework before dinner. My phone chirped and I looked at the message. It was from Charles making sure I was still coming to the pool party. I replied yes. He told me to make sure I was ready because the theater was just the beginning. My asshole twitched in anticipation. I got so excited I put my finger down to my puffy fucked out asshole and fingered myself again. After dinner I went to my room and turned on my Xbox. Ian was already on playing Gears so I joined him. We played a few hours before I signed off and went to bed. Thanks for all the great feedback. I really enjoy your comments, suggestions, and overall questions.