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Subject: SUMMER AT THE HARDWARE STORE 3 ]’\\This story is fiction. Any resemblance to actual events or living persons is coincidental * If it is illegal for you to read this story because of your age, location or any other reason, don’t read it. – Please support Nifty by contributing. Let’s support it! Look for the `donate’ button on the home page. fty/donate.html Feedback and reactions from readers is welcome, and the main reason that I post on Nifty! I try to respond to everyone. Email: deeznutz007@live Summer at the Hardware Store Chapter 3 I lather my dick with a good coat of coconut body oil. It always felt amazing jacking my dick with the stuff. I loved how it warmed up as I kept going and then when I was ready to bust I felt like I was shooting rockets. That’s exactly how this day was starting I was thinking of all the holes I could get into. Who I could torture. I missed my best friend so much so many of my sex fantasies involved him. We hadn’t moved our situation much further than trading blowjobs but I knew I was ready to take a spin in his pleasure palace. With that thought I splooged a huge load out of my dick. Landing on all over my stomach and pubes I began to rub it in. As much as I was enjoying this moment it would have been much better to shoot my shit on a willing bitch. “Son, i don’t hear that shower going. You better be ready in 15 minutes when I get set to walk out this door” my dad seemed to always be fussing. Especially when it came time for that lame ass job down at the hardware store. His idea of building a sense of character was more so my biggest misery some days. I grabbed a quick shower, threw on some clothes that appeared to be clean and headed down to the truck my dad was now waiting in. We headed off to the shop. I got a text from Mr. Wilson *Champ. Got some free time today. Could really use a hand around the house and in the yard* My dick leapt in my shorts. I mean my dick was on brick level hard in a matter of seconds. I was curious as to what I could convince Mr. Wilson to do today. And also how much I could get from him. I didn’t send a reply back. Not wanting to seem desperate. Again wanting to maintain some level of control. Dealing with an older man that age could go to his head and he’d easily think he could turn the tables and become the authority. But what did I know, this was my first and only fling with someone significantly older than me. My felicitous thoughts were quickly squashed as we pulled up to the store. One of the cashiers had called out so there was no morning coverage up front. One of the worst jobs ever. Standing there waiting on people. Ringing out there items. Today was going to be a long ass day. Most of the customers weren’t even cute so it wasn’t as though I had much to look at. There was one obviously gay white guy looked to be in his 30s maybe. He also looked confused like he had walked into his own personal hell. “Need some help” i shouted out to him. I motioned him over to my counter. “What do you seem to be looking for?” “Did I look that bad, yeah just looking for this piece here” he handed me what appeared to be nut of some sort. “What’s you do bust a nut” I couldn’t contain myself. I began to laugh but soon notice that the joke flew right over his head. “I mean cuz this right here is called a nut”. Still no response, not even a light smile guy was absolutely clueless. I just let the moment blow over and try to ignore the fact that I was too corny for a response. “Well just follow me over this way. I’ll show you where to find something similar.” We walk over to the area with the nuts and bolts. I reach into the bin matching up the right size. For some reason I felt like I the guys eyes were watching me intensely but every time I turned to look at him he seemed uninterested. Once I matched the right part I handed it to him. He held onto my hand for a few seconds longer than needed. “Thanks bud” he said softly. His tone came off as though there was something there. But maybe I was just still horn’d up from Mr. Wilson’s earlier message. “Well if you want you can pay for it up front. Was there anything else I could help you with today” “No, son I’m okay thank you” I had one dad and he was probably somewhere in the back doing the books. I stepped in close to the man. “You ain’t my pops, but ya welcome lil daddy” I said into his ear. I could hear his breathing become shallow and he swallowed pretty hard as though he became scared I would lash out at him. I turned and walked away feeling good about myself. Juiced up by the rush of dominance as I asserted myself. A few more hours passed by the time on the clock seemed to be going by super slow today. Late in the afternoon Mr. Wilson walked in to the store. I perked up immediately from the top of my spine to the head of my dick I was at full attention. He made a B-line right to me at the register. “So how’s it going champ, you think you’d be able to get away for a little while sakarya escort today to um help me out” he began to look down as he talked like the pitiful pup he was. I looked him up and down and began to undress him with my eyes. I was just imagining our last session together. “Hey, and your friend Chris is coming back from camp this evening. You could stick around to see him.” If my dick wasn’t hard before it was throbbing now. Just the thought of two bitches who live for my dick under one roof at the same damn time. This was going to be a good night indeed. “Oh true, that’s right” I hadn’t actually talked to him since last week so I had completely forgotten the date he would come back. “So, let me holla at my pops real quick and then we can head out” I put my hand on Mr. Wilson’s shoulder and gave it a squeeze to see if he would buckle his knees. And he did just that, the initial pain of the grip made him jerk and I couldn’t help but laugh at how well I would have him trained. I walked around to my dads office. He was there and I swear he must’ve been sleep because when I opened the office door he jerked up. “Sup son, what do you need” “I’m going to head out. Mr. Wilson needed some more help on his yard. Okay” I didn’t even give him a chance to deny me. I knew I wanted my dick to get wet and no one was going to stand in my way. Not even my own father. I walked back up to the front. “Let’s go lil bitch” I blurted out to Mr. Wilson who was still standing there. Whatever he was day dreaming about my words brought him out of it. He looked at me puzzled. As though he couldn’t believe I actually had the balls to say what I said out loud. Once we made it out to the truck I walked over to the driver door. I held out my hand. “I’m driving ya fucking slut. You will sit in the passenger seat and play with yourself”. He handed me the keys without hesitation. This was getting to easy. “This is how it is going to go down. I’m going to drive to your place. Meanwhile you are going to be playing with and stroking that pussy foot of a dick of yours the whole way. If you cum before we get to your place I’ll turn the car around and drive back to the store. If you get sheepish and put your dick away I’ll turn around and drive back to the store. You got me?” “Yeah. I got you champ”. He began to undo his belt on his jeans and slide out of them. Next came his boxers. He leaned the chair back so his belly no longer rested in his fat upper pussy area and he had better access to his dick. “Oh and if you go soft on me for any reason especially if you try to hold out on me then…” “I got it. You’ll turn around and head back to the store” “That’s right. You are a quick learner.” I drove out of the parking lot and started to make my way to the Wilson’s. In all it was probably a good 10-15 min drive up the interstate. “Champ you know you make me so horny. I’ve been think about you since the last time you came over.” He had his dick in his hand. It began to grow. “Is that right sir. I bet a faggot like you has had your mouth quivering at the thought of taste my precious cum again, huh” “Aww yeah champ. I’ve been shoving fingers down my throat to register the memory. And then with my wet fingers I put a few right up here.” He motioned to his ass. “And I play with myself some more.” “So you think I would actually fuck the lights of you huh” “Oh please champ. It’d be an honor. I do anything to feel your huge teenage cock in my ass” We were pulling up to the stop light right before the ramp. I reached over slapping Mr. Wilson’s hand away from his cock and began to take it into my hand. I pumped his cock furiously. Being a man of my words I didn’t want him to cum and me have to turn back. But I loved being able to play with him. To edge him to the point of no return. I wanted to watch him suffer with no being able to orgasm when he wanted but rather on command. The light turned and it was his saving grace. With my hands back on the wheel now I looked over and could see Mr. Wilson panting. Trying to catch his breath and control himself. “So tell me more about your faggot pussy that you want me to fuck. You want that shit fast, slow, rough gentle. How did you imagine this all would go down” “I just wanted your cock. Wanted to be a cum whore and have you feed me all that juice that’s been building up in your nut sack” “Wanna be my lil slut Mr. Wilson” “Boy would I ever” “Wanna take my cock Mr. Wilson” “Yes kid. Any way you give it to me” “Want me to bust my load for ya” “I want it over here, I want it over there, I want it everywhere” At this point I continued to watch Mr. Wilson stroke his cock. He had managed to stay hard the whole time and I was impressed. The exit to the Wilson home was about a mile away. “Oh yes champ, we are almost there. Can’t wait to get home. How do you want me?” I guess he thought this was going to be easy. As we neared the exit I looked over at his face. And then I did it. samsun escort I passed the exit. The look on his face sunk. “Where you going kid. Next exit isn’t for another 4 miles. You missed the turn” “Yeah I know that. What did I say. Keep that dick hard the whole trip and then I’ll give you a treat. Let it go flat and I’ll head right back” “Such a tease man”. I was and I was proud of it. He kept jacking his dick. He had slowed down from before as to try to make himself last longer. “What’s the matter sir. Need your little blue pills to help you stay up” “Watch it champ.” “What is that why you want my dick so much because ya limp dick ain’t doing much for ya these days.” “That’s enough” “Limp dick, limp dick, limp dick” “I’ll show you a dick that ain’t limp” he let go of his cock and just let it stand at attention on its own. I could tell that he was squeezing hard. Precum started to leak out of his dick. It glistened in the sun light. I reached down caught the drop and tasted it. “Mmmmm leaky dick of your is mighty tasty sir” “See told ya I could keep a hard dick” “Drives not over yet, slut” By now we had gotten off of the interstate snd began to make our way through the city streets. “You been hard this whole time as well champ” Mr. Wilson reaches over to my lap and began to feel the outline of my dick. “May I?” he motioned to see if he could play with it. “Sure, release the beast”. He did just that. Amazingly with one hand he wiggled my dick out from my jeans. He began to rub on my dick and it felt good. We pulled up to a red light and I was pleased because him playing with my dick was sending a rush of pleasure. So much so that I needed to close my eyes for a quick second to contain myself. “Looks like little Marcus is happy to see me” A horn honks behind me. I instantly open my eyes and get back into the driving. Just a few blocks from the house. I spot a bank on the corner. “Time for a pit stop” I pull into the bank parking lot. I look over at Mr. Wilson and his eyes are widening up. He looks to be somewhat in shock. “Kid, I thought we went over this already. You’ve about cleaned me out of all my discretionary cash.” “Well that’s to bad. You want me to turn this car around” “No… no.” He grabbed onto my shoulder and looked me in the eye. “We can work something out” “Good” I reached over and gave him a hard squeeze on the head of his cock. He squirmed in his seat. I rubbed in the precum that was hanging around the tip. I pulled up to the atm. “Where’s your bank card” “How about you just pull around and I’ll put it in” “I think the fuck not.” I reached down to his pants that were sitting on the floor by his feet. Trying to feel for his wallet. I began to flip through it. I took out the bank card. Rolled down the window and inserted it into the machine. “The PIN number Richard, what is it” “Champ, look I told you I don’t know….” I reach down grab him by the balls and squeeze them for dear life. He yelps out in pain. His body reacted by jumping up in his seat. I truly had him by the balls at this point. “Next 4 things I want to hear out of your mouth are numbers. If their not, I will continue to squeeze until all your baby batter burst from your sack and leaks onto the floor. DO….I….MAKE….MYSELF…. CLEAR” I released them with the final words in hopes that my message would resonate and a show of good faith would have him singing like a canary. “1…2….0….4…..” he was breathing pretty heavily at this point. Looking defeated over in his seat. But I didn’t much care. I had the control which meant I had the power. “Your son’s birthday, how original. Should’ve thought of that myself.” I entered the number in. Hit the button for withdrawal and took out a $300 dollars for my trouble. I started to hit the 5 instead of the three but I didn’t want to get too carried away. “Here you go ya filthy bastard” I threw his bank card back in his face, rolled up the window and began to drive off. “Ya know I am enjoying this little charade we have going on here but how much do you think you’re going to run me for.” “Don’t know yet” I shrugged my shoulders. As I mentioned I wasn’t in it for the money. But it was always nice to have some then to not have any. We entered into the neighborhood. Mr. Wilson was still stroking his cock maintaining the erection as instructed. “You’ve been a good little faggot haven’t you” “Only the best for you champ” “Well the house is just around the corner, you’ll be able to release soon….but no sooner than I tell you. Understood?” “Got it boss” We pulled up to the house. I opened the garage and drove right on in. We got out of the car. The light was on in the garage so it wasn’t to dark. “Come on kid, let’s head inside and hurry up. Everybody should be home soon” We get out of the truck. I walk over to the passanger side. “How bout I just fuck ya brains out right here” I opened the car door back up and pushed Mr. Wilson onto ankara sarışın escort the seat. He now laid with his ass hanging out of the car with his head buried right next to the center console. I dropped to my knees and began to lick on his ass. I made my way with my tongue around his pretty pink hole, sliding down his ass crack until I got right to the back side of his balls. I swallowed both of his nuts in my mouth and began to juggle them with my tongue. Mr. Wilson was truly enjoying my ass eating. His moans began to grow louder and louder. I gave a firm smack to his ass. He jerked up. His dick was now right above my face. I grabbed it and pulled it back. I pushed my tongue onto the head of his dick until i could feel myself pushing through the slit. He tasted so salty, his precut had been leaking this whole time and I was now still tasting drops of it. “Feel good huh Mr. Wilson. Now on to the reason why I’m here.” I spit on my dick a few times. Spit on his hole a few times. I line myself up and slowly begin to insert myself into him. There is resistance. “Now, I’m not going to hurt you. But an ass like this was made to submit to dick. And you are just in luck because I have a beautiful penis right here that I can stuff you with.” I tried to imagine myself as one of the sexy ass porn stars with all their muscles and glory taking feeding their dick into the bitch ass bottoms. I flung my shirt off of my body and began to flex my muscles. As I pushed my way into Mr. Wilson I could see his body tensing up underneath me. He was going to enjoy this soon enough. I gave one final push to fit my dick all the way in. Mr Wilson cried out in pain. “That’s the worst of it, now lets get to the good part” I eased my dick in and out and in and out of his hole. It felt amazing, strong grunts were all you could hear between the two of us. I began to pick up my pace which only lead to him getting louder. “What’s wrong cunt, can’t handle a the dick” I reached up and covered my hand over his mouth. He muffled out his cries through my fingers. “Aww yeah champ, fuck me hard like you have never fucked someone before.” I was actually doing it. Fucking my best friends dad into submission. He was such a hot lay. “Yeah tear up that asss…. oh fuck……yess champppp” “You’d like that wouldn’t you” I kept slamming into him. At this point the truck would shake with each of my thrust. I was really getting into it. Being hard for so long throughout the car ride had really got me roused up. “Oh yea, fuck me…. just like that” I took my dick all the way out. I spat a few more times onto his ass and gave it a sloppy kiss. His hole was winking at me. I knew I had to go back in for more. “You like it champ… dig deep in me. I want you kid” I went slowly now in his hole and when my dick reached balls deep I would give an extra thrust so that my balls would tap his ass. Then I pulled out until just the head was barely inside. But not for long as I rammed my dick right back into him. His cries continued. “I’mmma have to get a muzzle for you” I laughed. He laughed. “Just feels so good kid” “Bet, you ready for this nut cuz I feel like i’m getting close” “Oh yes, please put your load inside of me” I reached around and began to stroke on Mr. Wilson’s cock as well. I could feel him shuddering under me. His knees were getting weak. He had to be close to cumming. With all that edging I know the final orgasm was going to be intense. “I want you to cum for me bitch. Let that load out and then I’ll feed you one right into this precious pink pussy of yours” “Yes, sir” he bucked his hips as to not only milk my dick that was planted in his ass but to also get me to milk his own. Not before long his breathing began to pick up. The sweat on his brow and face was now dripping onto the seat. “Oh my gosh, champ here I commmmmmmmme…. oh shit kid, oh shit,” he was yelling at this point which really got me going as well. “Yess bitch here I cum to” I shot my load deep into his guts. It felt nothing short of amazing. I gave his ass a slap. “Good work” I reached down and pulled up my pants. “You looks spent, better go get cleaned up” I turned around to figure out where I had thrown my shirt off to. Mr Wilson pulled his own pants back up. The doorknob to the main house turned. Someone was on the other side. The door flew open. There stood Chris, standing in basketball shorts and a t-shirt it almost looked like he was sporting a semi. His summer tan had given him bronze skin that truly made his baby blues pop. He was gorgeous and my appetite for another piece of meat rushed back to me. “Hey dad, what was all that noise sounded like someone was hurt. Oh hey Marcus” he looked surprised to see us both. It almost felt as though he conveniently waited until we were done to `open the door’ because we had been loud ever since the garage door shut behind us. “Mom went to the store, so she dropped me off. You guys getting into any fun” he raised his eyebrow. He looked at his dad, and then to me. I looked at Mr. Wilson and then to Chris. What in the world was I going to ive Be sure to also check out my other series NIFTY\interracial\ CHOCOLATE DOCS NEXT DOOR NIFTY\authoritarian\ BREAKING AND ENTERING DONNIE
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