I pressed the pad of my thumb against it, and he recoiled back. Once he’d gotten on the table, his exposed, shaved asshole was aimed right at me, taunting me. He had a thick cock, and it was already growing even larger in my hands as I stroked. I pulled out my wallet again, and my hands were on him immediately. When I asked him how much it would take for me to be able to jerk him off, he smiled, said fifty bucks, and jumped up onto the table behind him. My own cock was fully hard and painfully pressing against the zipper of my tight pants, so I focused my attention on his. I quickly noticed that he had no tan lines, and when I asked about it, he said he’d quickly made friends with all of his neighbors after they found out that he sunbathed naked every afternoon. This adonis was now standing fully naked in front of me, and my brain was trying to process it all. He threw it on top of his jeans and slowly hooked his thumbs into his waistband to push his underwear to the floor. As my hands moved south again, he stuck out his hand for more money, and I gladly obliged. My hands were tracing his abs before moving up to grope his pecs and run my fingers around his pierced nipples. He was wearing an old pair of white boxer briefs that had become mostly see-through after too many washes, but this view wasn’t enough. I was on my knees in front of him in seconds, nervously running my hands over his muscular body. Once we got inside, he instinctively kicked off his flip-flops, and after I handed over twenty bucks, he unbuttoned his loose jeans that promptly fell straight to the floor. I gestured for him to follow me into the employee lounge behind the counter, and I flipped the closed sign on the door to give us some privacy. He gave me that smirk again, and I realized that I would give my whole paycheck to see this man actually naked in front of me instead of just on my phone. I do almost anything for the right amount. Well, if I drive to another store, I wouldn’t even know if the thong would be more expensive. So, you started looking me up instead of your other store? I tried to keep my emotions under control, but he realized what was happening.
When I searched that, I gasped as a full frontal, erect picture of him flashed on screen. I knew I should have been focusing, but I typed in the strip club and saw his name featured right on the front. Not sure if we have another location- let me check.Īs I pulled out my phone to search, I started small talk with him, and he mentioned where he was performing. Do you know if there’s another shop on the way? It’s in the next town over, and I totally forgot my stuff at home.
He looked around the store as if doubting me. I, uh- sorry, no, we don’t really have anything like that. His six pack was heaving from quickly running into the store, and I was too stunned to speak for a few seconds. He had flat, toned pecs with a silver ring pierced through both of his nipples. But when he walked through the door today, I knew that something would happen.īefore I could even notice how gorgeous his face was, I could only focus on his ripped torso as he walked into the store shirtless. We normally just had older guys walk straight to the viewing booths in the back with their heads down or couples giggling to themselves as they roamed the aisles.
During the summer, I worked at a sex shop on the outskirts of town, which I thought would be exciting, but in reality, it was pretty boring. My shift was almost over, and I was already staring at the clock. Who knows, maybe one of the fictional scenarios I write about could happen one day too! I wrote the dialogue myself, but the actual encounter happened to him. I had a follower send in a true story (which y’all can do too!), and I wanted to share the revamped version below.