I was working a shift in supermarket one night last week, and as usual I get given some shelves to restock. It is pretty monotonous work, what with the supermarket being mostly empty at this time of night, so every time someone does come along and browse the aisle I’m restocking, I always do glance up in their direction – not particularly to eye them up, mostly just to relieve the monotony. But then I look up as this bloke in trackies walks by – and he does immediate grab my attention because in them trackies I catch a glimpse of outline of his cock! It is plainly visible, and as I am on me knees stacking a shelf I am in ideal position to see it! In fact, it is so plainly visible that I would say he is wearing trackie bottoms without no underwear underneath. It did not look like a huge cock, but it was a nice cock - and it certainly was an eye-popping sight!
So I watch this bloke continue walk down supermarket aisle, and even though I am willing him to turn round and look back at me, sad to say he doesn't look back. But I am not ready to be defeated, and I am very eager to see properly what he looks like, so I get up off me knees and set off to the next aisle to check him out.
Some might say he is just average looking middle-age bloke, balding with buzzcut and some chin stubble and a stocky build, but for me he does tick a few boxes. And the sight of his cock swinging about in his trackies does tick a bonus box! As I pass him in the aisle, checking him out… well I do get distinct impression that he is checking me out as well! And this is confirmed when I return to job of stacking shelves, because he does make a repeat visit to my aisle! It is hazard to leave stock jamming up an aisle, so quick I finish the bit of shelf restocking that I’m doing, shoving them tins fast onto the shelves wherever there is any space, and then I am on me feet cruising them aisles again.
It is good thing I was quick on me feet, because I am surprised to see that this bloke is already at check-out – he for sure wasn’t in supermarket very long, and it looks like he only did buy just a couple things. So I am suspecting that he ain’t interested and nothing more is going to happen, but I still stroll out into car park so that I might “accidentally” crash with him again.
And not only do we crash, but we even have a bit of a conversation about some shit or other, and I can’t help noticing that he’s touching his crotch as we chat. And I can’t help noticing that his cock does seem to be getting even more prominent. And that’s when he asks me what time I finish, and what am I doing after?
I say I ain’t doing nothing, so he says he’s got a mate of his coming over in a bit – and maybe I’d be up for joining them. By now I’m touching my cock as well, and so he does elaborate a bit. “I’m gonna fuck him,” he says. “Maybe you’d like to fuck him as well?”
“I’d prefer you to fuck me,” I straight away say, and he laughs and says that he’s sure that can be arranged. So he gives me his number and tells me txt him if I fancy it. Just before he departs, I do catch a glimpse in his carrier bag, and notice that all he seems to have bought is a large box of Stella Artois beers, some Pringles and a large cucumber – so it looks like being my sort of party!
The next hour of work does drag by, and I can’t seem to think of anything besides hooking up with that bloke as soon as I do finish work. So when I am ready for leave work I send him a txt but I am disappointed because he does not get back to me. In fact, I am out of that supermarket and waiting at bus stop to head home when suddenly me mobile does vibrate to indicate a txt just arrived – and I am suddenly all excited again because it is that bloke sending me address and it’s all on again!
When he answers the door to his flat, the bloke I saw at supermarket is still wearing them trackies – but now this is all he is wearing, and his cock is just as prominent as it ever was. There is also another guy in the flat. He is younger than the first bloke, maybe 30s and with a slim but quite fit and tanned body, and he is wearing just his underpants. There is porn video playing on the telly, and a proper whiff of sex and poppers in the air, so I am guessing them trackies and underpants have both only recent been put back on!
The older bloke who I met at the supermarket gives me can of lager without even asking me if I want one, and then he straight away tells me to strip off if I’m staying. I do not need asking twice, especially as I notice that the younger guy is now rolling a spliff!
So I strip, but for now I go only as far as me underpants, and then three of us get a bit trashed smoking the spliff, and get a bit acquainted by chatting a bit – and also by snogging and groping each other. It turns out the younger guy is Portuguese and they did only just meet via gayromeo.com but I was right – they did fuck just before I got there! But then the older bloke suddenly pulls down and steps out of his trackies, and his hard erect cock springs up, and me and the Portuguese guy are close to fighting each other to suck that cock – so it does look like there is going to be more fucking! And as the older bloke next pulls down me underpants and starts to finger me arse, I am very hopeful that it’s me who is going to get fucked next!
And that is exactly what happens! We move from living room to bedroom, where the bed is properly destroyed with the sheets stained with wet lube and cum patches from the fucking that has already happened. I get on me hands and knees on top of this mess, and the older bloke lubes me up and starts fuck me. By now I am properly trashed on that spliff, so his cock does slide straight into me with not much resistance from me sphincter, and I am buzzing and feeling real hot and horny as he does pump away with his cock deep in me arse. The Portuguese guy is also kneeling on his hands and knees next to me, and we do start snog a bit, and I see that he is getting his arse fingerfucked as I am getting fucked.
And then the older bloke who is fucking me tells me to fuck the Portuguese guy. I do protest because I have hardly ever fuck a guy, in sex I have been 99.9% bottom, but the older bloke protests back. “Just put yer cock in his arse and I’ll keep fucking yours,” he says. “Then when I cum up your arse, you’ll cum up his.” And I guess because I’m trashed and horny, that’s exactly what I do.
I have not much experience with fucking arse, but my cock did go straight in the Portuguese guys arse with no problem at all. I admit sadly I don't have big cock, and I suppose the Portuguese guy had been well fucked already (and maybe taken cucumber up him as well!) but it was surprise how easy it was to penetrate him. But I didn’t exactly fuck him, in fact I did forget to do any thrusting or grinding at all, selfish me was too busy enjoying getting me own arse fucked. But by the time the older bloke had fucked me so hard that he cum in my arse, I had unloaded up into that Portuguese guys arse – and we all seemed very satisfied by that!
