In Search of The Almighty Club, Part 2

On another night, the trolls were milling about as usual going from booth to booth peeping through the holes in the walls hoping somebody would make their night. My dude was so glad to see me and we tried many times this particular night to get to ourselves. This one guy just insisted on standing in the very area where we got busy. So we even tried going into separate booths with him sticking his DICK through the hole risking people seeing us. We waited just a little while longer but this black guy wouldn’t budge! So ol’ soda can dick motioned for me to walk with him to the front of the store and told me to come behind the counter to the big display rack where some of the movies are shelved. He put up the “Wet Floor” barricade between the two sides of the main counter and told me to go around behind the rack. It was about 5 feet tall and just as wide. As I approached him, he grabbed me by my arm motioning me to get down on my knees.

I watched nervously as he pulled out his dick and then looked up to my right to see a security camera. Remembering that some of the others in the building were missing, I figured the system wasn’t even working. And since some time has passed, I haven’t seen this hot scene wind up on some voyeur sites. By now, dude had unzipped his pants, unrolled a condom, and gently put his hand on my head.

“What if somebody wants to come back here to see what’s on the rack,” I thought as he began to harden in my mouth. Well…that thought soon went away.

Dude was inflamed by the work I was putting in on him and the thought of getting his DICK SUCKED in a place where he could get CAUGHT!

“What if one of the other people who works there stops in and wants to come behind the counter? Probably not as it was 4am! The other guy who was on duty was in a booth with another guy, too. My guy had picked up a box cover and was trying to look at it in case somebody came in or came out from the back while I held his penis SUCKING and SLOBBING wildly.

“Quit makin’ so much noise,” he ordered.

I just nodded and kept on workin’.

I did as I was told, but SUCKED even HARDER! He moaned softly, grabbed my head with BOTH hands and began to PUMP my face. I could feel his pubic hairs as his pelvis was smashing against me.

And then our worst fears came true! The outer door opened and closed as someone entered; then the inner door. I heard a man step up to the counter. Mr. Big Dick had let his oversized shirt fall in front of him hiding his HUGE, ERECT BONER. He was breathing heavily and sweating, but managed to greet the customer, “How’s it goin’, sir?”

The man asked for change for a ten; dude counted the money while I wondered what the customer would say if he knew that he was being served by a man with a MASSIVE, EXPOSED BONER under that big shirt. The man had no idea and really just wanted to disappear into the arcade – which he did. Dude waited a quick second to make sure he stayed gone before he came back to me. This time, he lifted his shirt, fully unbuttoned his pants, and let them fall to the floor. He was still BONE HARD and he planted that big thing DEEP into my mouth and held it there. I looked up at him watching his eyes roll back while his mouth stayed open. I wrapped my arms around his body and felt him SPASM in complete ecstasy. We alternated between him forcefully FUCKING my mouth and me swirling my tongue around the head of his DICK while I PISTON SUCKED that AMAZING PIPE.

He grabbed my head just one more time and I hugged him close to me as he unloaded his BIGGEST SPERM LOAD yet! He breathed heavily, laboriously as I pulled back, jacked him, and hit myself in the face with his still-hard PENIS.

He stepped back and looked at me in AWE and WONDER. He shook his finger at me whispering, “You a BAD lil muthafucka.” He pulled up his pants and went into the bathroom across from the counter while I returned to the arcade. When he came out, he returned to patrolling the hallway while his co-worker resumed his post at the counter. Every time he walked past me he stopped, looked, and shook his head.

“You BAD…you a BADASS muthafuckin’ FREAK,” he whispered forcefully. Even watching me from the other end of the hallway he would just stop and shake his head. Then I noticed something creeping through the bottom of the back door.

It was daylight! I had to get outta’ there.

Just as I was leaving, though, he follows me out to my car. He caught me as I was opening the door to get in.

“Hey man, where ya’ goin’?”

“Home,” I shrugged.

“Man, we need to get a room…we can take off all our clothes and get down.” I smiled. “Think about it,” he said as I drove off.

Not long after that, the place got destroyed in a storm. Nothing was left but a big pile of rubble. He asked for my phone number and I dodged him on that. I shoulda’ gave it to him.

I’ve missed him.

But since that happened, the owner has rebuilt and should be up and running soon. I hope Mr. Big Dick will still be working there when I go back!

Comments

Missed, but not gone forever...story to CUM!

Glad to know this miscellaneous rambling worked on your CACK!:smile::wink:
 
black_swallow;bt45527 said:
You are one lucky person

Jezz...vasn't I?

Today the place is rebuilt and he's back at work. Whenever I show up, he smiles at me. We hold a conversation and I let him do his job.

I have YET to get that DICK again, but I'm sure I will...if he's still UP to it!
 

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