Longing for ejaculation

chrisrobin

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He was out shopping with his mother. I first saw them round the bedding plants trying to choose which to buy. I was but the lowly sales assistant. However it didn't stop me looking as I worked, he had a nice butt and tight trousers and wow, a bulge in front that looked like a pleaser. I must have been staring hard because when I looked up he was looking at me with that "am I being cruised" look.
It was summer so it was time for shorts that fitted well and casual tops, just a name tag for ID.
As I continued working it seemed that each I came round a corner there they were, there he was, looking, and half smiling like he knew he was teasing.
And then they were gone.
It was coming up to lunch so I nipped in the restroom for a pee and there he was, standing, owned hand holding his large long cock. Oh yes, it was large. I tried to do what I had gone in to do and he stood there showing off til I gave in and touched him, held it, rubbed it while his deft fingers worked my rising cock out and feverishly began tossing me off as I continued to enjoy his cok in my hand which refused to do anything like get hard - and then I shot.
Over the next few days he was a frequent visitor, secluded corners of the garden centre and he's come behind me, press into my buttocks with his cock and toss me off in the flower beds. Try as I did I couldn't get him hard.
I got him home, naked on the bed, I kissed his body all over, sucked his cock and almost got an erection, it would stiffen for a moment then relax and go all floppy. I tried tempting him with my ass as an alternative to my mouth to no avail and even when I fucked him he still didn't rise to the occasion.
Meanwhile he was continuing to visit and jack me off but the lustre was beginning to pale, I wanted his cum, his hard cock, his orgasm. Over a number of days I tried till my jaw ached, my hands got cramped and still, no joy, this 8.5 inches of thick uncut meat just wouldn't rise, and my frustration was getting me nowhere.
Then, one afternoon after a fruitless cum free session the night before as he slowly jerked me to a grand climax in the potting shed he admitted he'd got a problem and was in the process of starting treatment and so would see me for a while.
I didn't see him for over a year. The next time he was out shopping with his mother. They were busy looking round the indoor plants. I looked, smiled and got a blank look, ignoring me they continued to discuss the merits of the plants.