asked. My own cock twitched at the question, as I reached up and took the container from him and put in the fridge. "That's a boy,” he said in a husky whisper.

I felt like I was going to cum in my pants. He was so incredibly hot it was driving me nuts. I stood up and he moved closer to me. I felt myself waiver, as he moved closer to me. He smelled so good. His body was just radiating some type of sexual energy that I could not resist. He took my hand and placed it on his pants, so I could feel his big cock through his pants.

"See, my problem is that I'm a cop, and not many women want to be in a relationship with a cop. Long hours and the chance they'll get the call one day that I was killed on the job. They don't really want to wait around to be there when I need them. So, I took this job in the evenings to earn some extra cash and keep myself busy. So, needless to say, I haven't gotten my rocks off in months," he explained.

He continued, "So, I see this guy--always alone--who keeps staring at me. 'Now, why does that guy keep staring at me?' I think to myself. So, at first I thought you might be up to something, but I watched you for a while and realized you weren't doing anything wrong. So, I was still stuck with the question of why you were staring at me. I thought, "Maybe the guy thinks he knows me from somewhere or some shit like that." but then you always looked nervous and looked away when I looked at you.

Then, I was at the convenience store one day, and saw this woman get out of a car, and she had the same sticker on her back window that I remembered seeing on your back window. I asked her what it meant and she explained that it was a sticker for a group who fights for equal rights for gay people. So, I put two and two together and think that maybe you keep staring at me cause you have a thing for me. So, I see you come through the gate and I smile at ya, like I would do with a chick, and you panic just like chicks do when they realize I caught them staring at me."

His big smile was evidence of his pride in putting together all the pieces. And, he continued.

"So, I think, to myself, 'Anthony, this fag, er, I mean gay guy, comes through here alone all the time and obviously thinks you’re hot. And you're sitting here with full nuts. Maybe you two could help each other out,'" he explained.

"You followin' me?" he asked.

I nodded.

"So, you like to suck cock or what? You wanna help me out? I got a nice set of nuts. You wanna drain them for me?" he asked.

Again, I nodded.

"Yeah, stick with the nodding. This is workin' better than me waiting for a fuckin' answer when I ask you a question." he chuckled. "Ok, so what about this, you wanna suck cock and I need to cum...a lot. I'm Italian, and I got big nuts and plenty of sex drive. I'm sick of whackin' off. So, I'll come up here, and you can drain my nuts, and we're both happy. What do you think about that?"

"Ok," I said.

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sdfrenchie	Posted: 2008/6/19 6:07  Updated: 2008/6/19 6:07
Up and Comer Joined: 2007/12/30 From: San Diego Posts: 169	Servicing the Security... Well, both of your new stories have been added to my "Favorites." I love y our flustered character's reactions to these hot guys. He's hilarious! Ca n't wait to read more.