Chapter 2 – Chapter 2

Having made the decision to stay at the porn shop, I was left wondering what my next move should be. Should I stay here in the relative security of the glory hole booth and service cocks one after the other? Or should I really take the plunge and go to the viewing room, rolling the dice that guys would show interest? I looked at the video screen and saw the Goo Girl actress, her face glazed with a dozen thick, gooey loads, surrounded by hard dicks. She looked so genuinely happy. My aching cock stirred as I decided I wanted to be her. I might chicken out when things got intense, but I had a pressing need to at least give it a try.

I collected my shorts and boxers and entered the hallway. My aching cock reminded me that it needed attention so I started stroking my shaft as I walked past the row of empty video booths. The door to the store opened as I drew closer to the viewing room and a guy of average build stepped in. He closed the door behind him and stared down at my hard dick, its head glistening with precum. Feeling bold, I made it obvious that I was staring at the bulge in his pants.

"I'm headed to the viewing room if you want your cock sucked," I offered, brushing past him on my way to the room. I turned to sit on the couch and discovered he had followed and was directly behind me. I looked up at him and smiled as I undid his pants and pulled them down to his knees.

"That's a good boy," I cooed as I grabbed his pole at the base and slid it into my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down, drooling spit all over his dick, my hands on his hips for support. I could taste his precum and was eagerly awaiting the cum explosion that would soon flood my mouth.

As I continued giving him a sloppy blowjob I felt the presence of someone else standing next to me. I popped the dick out of my mouth, a long rope of spit dangling from my lips to his dick head. A short, overweight man had joined us, his small, erect cock gripped firmly in his hand. I looked up at the man I had been servicing.

"I'll be right back," I smiled, stroking his slick pole with my hand as I moved my head towards the newcomer. His lifted his large belly and rested on my forehead as he shoved his cock in my mouth. He put his hands behind my head and started fucking. I couldn't get over how hard he was pounding my mouth, his balls slapping against my chin as I bore the weight of his stomach on my head. My cock ached as I felt like I was nothing more than a hole to him.

"Take it, you fucking slut," he grunted as he pounded away. If his dick wasn't stuffed in my mouth, I would have challenged him to fuck even harder. His grip on me was so firm that I couldn't have pulled away if I wanted to. And I definitely didn't want to. Drool was pouring out of my mouth and all over the floor as this blow job was becoming sloppier and sloppier.

"Ugghnnnn…." he groaned, pulling his cock out of my mouth just in time to blast his thick, sticky load all over my face. He squeezed the last drop of jizz out of his cock, put his dick in his shorts and left.

I looked up at the owner of the cock in my hand, cum dripping down my face, and flashed him a smile before I returned my mouth to his cock. I started to slowly deep throat him as my hands massaged his cum-filled balls. His groans grew louder every time his cock slid all the way down his throat.

"Does your wife suck this beautiful dick like this?" I asked, pulling his dick out my mouth.

"N-n-n-no," he stammered, his eyes closed. I continued to massage his balls as I lowered my mouth all the way down his shaft, holding my lips at the base, my tongue pressing side to side. His moans of pleasure thrilled me so much that I started to get goosebumps.

"You'll think about me when she sucks your cock, won't you," I asked, stroking his slick pole, the large man's jizz melting from my body heat and running across my lips.

"Oh god, every fucking time!" he groaned.

"Does she swallow?" I asked, playfully, my tongue dancing all over the tip of his cock.

"N-n-n-n-no…" he groaned.

"Well, I do," I said before taking his dick in my mouth. That was enough to send him over the edge and I felt his cock spurt a surprisingly sweet load down my throat. He went soft and backed away, stuffing his cock back in his shorts. As he walked away I was afforded a view of the room; someone apparently told the guys in the store that a cum loving cock whore was in there, because I counted nine guys in the room, cocks out, with more filing in.

The rest of the evening was a total blur. I don't know how many cocks I had serviced; I stopped keeping track once I hit a baker's dozen. Some guys wanted a blow job, some wanted a hand job, some just wanted to jerk off onto me. Some tried to shoot their load into my mouth from a distance, some came in my mouth while I was sucking them, some wanted to me to wear their load on my face like a badge of honor. I was loving being the center of attention, and loving that I was the reason they were coming…and cumming.

"Hey, guys? You have to go," a voice said, shaking me out of my cum stupor. There were still a few guys waiting their turn as the employee clapped his hands at them.

"Let's go, closing time. You can come back tomorrow." I think I may have been more disappointed than them as they put their cocks away and left the back area.

"This is yours," he said, handing me my shopping bag and a wad of cash. Sensing my confusion, he told me to consider it a tip for the past four hours of "work". He looked at the cum all over my face and in my hair and smirked. "Do you want something to clean off with?" he asked.

"I'm good, thanks," I said as I put my shorts back on and left the back room.

***

I started my car and once the interior lights dimmed I reached into the shopping bag and pulled out the trainer kit. I had already decided I was coming back tomorrow, and I figured it might be a good idea to do some training in case a guy wanted to fuck my ass. I pulled out the medium-sized plug and poured lube all over it. I slipped off my shorts and pressed the tip to my hole and slowly, gradually, pushed it in. I let out a loud grunt when the widest part of the toy popped into my hole.

"Fuck!" I groaned, the full feeling was surprisingly satisfying, the tip of the plug rubbing in all the right places. I reached down and started to stroke my cock when my cellphone rang.

It was my wife.

Her timing was impeccable. I didn't want to make her suspicious so I answered the phone. There was a gentle knock on my window while we chatted; I looked over and saw the shop employee standing there, flashing me his cock. I held my finger to my lips, telling him to stay quiet, then motioned for him to get in the passenger seat. He was able to get into the car without my wife hearing, which was a feat given how loud the traffic was outside the car. I jerked his long dick and made him cum all over himself and my hand just as my wife and I were saying our goodbyes.

"See you tomorrow?" I asked as he was zipping up his shorts.

"I'm not working, but yeah, I'll fucking be there." He smiled and left.

"Jesus," I sighed, reflecting on the night that was. I licked his jizz off my hand and put the car in drive. I looked at myself in the rear view mirror, admiring the glaze of cum I was wearing. I ground my ass against the seat, moving the plug around inside me, as I thought about tomorrow night.

What would I wear? How many men I would send back to their wives with their balls empty?

I started jerking my cock as I pulled out onto the street, intent on edging myself until I got home…