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The Fitting Room

by Manserver


I'm no different than most other high school seniors, I'm 18, have fun, drink, even have a job. I work for a major department store, which we'll leave out. The only difference is I can't get enough cock. There's just something about it that drives me wild. Anyway, this is about the time I "assisted" a big muscle stud in finding what he was looking for. It was a slow winter day at work it was starting to snow pretty hard, but we decided to stay open anyway. Most of the associates had left, but I stayed since I lived so close. Sitting by the register, I was bored to tears. That when I saw a SUV pull into the parking lot. A minute later this hunk of a man was standing in front of me asking about a suit. He was tall maybe 6'4" as he took off his coat there must have been 220 lbs. of solid man before me. My eyes went from his sandy blonde hair down across his ruggedly handsome face to his thick chest hidden behind that sweater, I wondered how hairy he was. Finally my eyes settled on his tight jeans yielding an ample package. I snapped back to life to see him waiting for me to show him the suits. I did as we casually conversed. When he settled on one he liked i directed him to the fitting room to try it on for fit. As he changed I tried to sneak peaks through the crack in the fitting room door. Then he came out, the jacket fit to a tee, making his broad shoulders look even larger. He had taken off the sweater, revealing a muscled chest under his tight T-shirt. His narrow waist, all looked great excepted the pants were a little to long. He asked me to alter them, that’s were the fun began. i got down on my knees in front of him and my face was even with his crotch. I wasn't sure but it looked as if his package had grow. Taking the measuring tape I first took it around his waist. His abs were hard and firm. Then, the outer seam, and down his firm thighs. Lastly, the inseam. laying my hand at the joint of the leg seams I could feel the heat from his cock, that when i heard it, the almost in audible groan. I knew I had a ringer. Slowly I let my fingers spread across his crotch, and with out complaint began to lightly brush his cock. It jumped in response. I glanced up at him, only to see him nod and say take it. Wasting no time I put my mouth to the fabric and suck at his tool through the course fabric. This brought him to moans. Unzipping his pants with my teeth, I proceeded to reach in to claim my prize. His pants fell, quickly followed by his boxers, and then this most gorgeous 10 in. uncut cock leapt forward. Tentatively, I began to explore every inch with my hand. That’s when he grabbed the back of my head with his huge hand and put himself in my mouth. Like I was born to, I sucked him liked there was no tomorrow. In and out his huge dick pumped, feeling each vein as it ran across my tongue. He fucked my face for nearly a 1/2 an hour before he warned me he was gonna blow. I just clamped down harder as he exploded down my throat. So much surged forward, I couldn't hold it all and it spilled out of my mouth. That's when he pulled me off the ground and kissed me our tongues swirled mixing his jism in both our mouths. Kissing his way up to my ear he then said the words that would change my life, "I need you to fuck me." Then he dropped to his knees as he tore my 8in. cock from my pants it throbbed with need as he sucked and slobbered to get it ready for his hot furry ass. He then lay on the bench and lifted his legs revealing his hot manhole. I slid up to him placing his legs around me and the tore into his ass with a force I didn't know I had. My hands fell to his hard pecs as I drove into his tight wet man pussy. Then, I groaned and he told me to cum in his ass. So, I drove on until at last, I put out the fire in his ass with my thick load of cum. That’s when I knew this would be a job worth keeping!

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The Fitting Room

I'm no different than most other high school seniors, I'm 18, have fun, drink, even have a job. I work for a major department store, which we'll leave out. The only difference is I can't get enough cock. There's just something about it that drives me wild. Anyway, this is about the time I "assisted" a big muscle stud in finding what he was looking for. It was a slow winter day

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