Date: Sun, 15 Jan 2023 20:50:18 +0000 From: Sheen Mattendi Subject: the cost of renting free VHS tapes - chapter 8 This is a work of fiction loosely based on experiences and fantasies I had as a kid in Holland. It involves graphic sex between older men and a teenage boy, if that's not your cup of tea I'd advise you to stop reading now. Otherwise, enjoy and please do email me with feedback, or suggestions on what should happen next, on sheen.mattendi@proton.me Chapter 8 I walked home in a daze, as I entered the house my parents were home and I tried to make small talk as best as I could. Saying I was distracted was an understatement. "By the way mom, I'm going to hang with some friends tomorrow. We're going to have dinner and then go out so I won't be home until late ok?" My mum agreed and I got horny just by asking the question. What would I have done if she had said no? I shuddered at the thought and thanked the stars that she didn't. That night, as I went to bed, I decided to wear the thong. All night I dreamt of fat old men fucking me. The next day was a school day which went by agonizingly slowly. I was wondering if I should've worn the thong to school. The idea terrified, and of course, excited me. I came home around 15:30 and wondered if I should go to the video store. I really wanted to and thought I could say I wanted to watch a movie. It felt like a good enough excuse even though I was hoping I would get more than just a movie. I decided to wear my lingerie and go for it. As I entered I was happy to see that the store was empty except for Harry. He seemed surprised to see me and asked me what I wanted. "I'd like to rent a movie Sir." I replied shyly as I felt the lingerie under my clothes. "That's okay Dennis, chose any movie you like." I was disappointed but checked what was available and selected some random action flick. Surely he'll touch me now I thought, but he didn't. He just got the video, put it in the box and told me he'd see me at 19:00 sharp. "Yes Sir." I replied and left the store disappointed. On the walk back I wondered what I had done wrong? Had he lost interest in me? Why did he just let me go? When I came home I turned on the TV and popped the video in the VHS player thinking I might as well watch it, there were still hours to wait before 19:00. The screen went on and I saw a skinny teen with a hood on sucking an old fat man! It was me! I ran to turn off the TV as I was in the living room and my heart was racing. I was hard as a rock! What did he do!? I popped out the video and ran upstairs. I didn't have a TV in my room but the upstairs living room felt a lot safer. The video recorder hungrily swallowed the tape and I turned on the TV. Seeing myself being face fucked by Andre was incredibly hot. I shrugged off my clothes but kept the lingerie on. Seeing him cum in my mouth and afterwards seeing my prone body on the floor almost made me cum but I was hoping there was more. Next I saw myself on the mattress in black lace yet still with the hood on. My ass was lifted and the plug pulled out by the 20 something whose name I still didn't know. I realized I wanted to be fucked whilst watching this. Grabbing the remote I got up and hit pause so I could go in search of something resembling a dick. I found a bottle of hairspray which I thought might work so I placed it on the floor in front of the TV and resumed watching. The bottle represented a sizable dick and I wondered if I would be able you take it. I licked my pre-cum hungrily and wet my fingers. I ran them over my boy cunt and tried to lube myself up. As I saw Harry leaning down to whisper in my ear, I slowly descended my body onto the bottle. It was too big but I was so horny I didn't care. I told myself that Harry would've wanted me to take this thing so I wiggled and did my best. Seeing myself being spit roasted I pushed and I felt my rectum start to give way. I was dribbling pre-cum like crazy and moaning aloud. I lifted up to get some reprise and stroked my cock as I saw myself choke on Harry's big cock. That drove me in a frenzy, I jammed my hand in my mouth and made myself choke whilst I pressed down again. My hole hurt and I whimpered but kept on going. Before long I felt the bottle slide in and my legs almost buckled. I moved up and down and fucked myself whilst watching myself being fucked. I couldn't hold it any longer and I came in gushes. After settling down a bit I gingerly got off the bottle and felt it slip out of my ass. The emptiness was enormous and I looked at the cum strains in front of me. I started to wonder, should I lick this up? Again I imagined Harry being there and the answer was obvious. I fast forwarded the video to the point where all of us came and as I saw myself get on my hands and knees, I did the same. Licking the floor clean made me feel like such a slut and I hoped that Harry would be proud. After I got every last drop I quickly rewinded the video and put it back in the box. Then I started cleaning the mess I had made. That evening at 18:45 I was ready to go see Harry for my next encounter. I was pretty sure he wouldn't just give me a video this time.