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A Professional In The Bookstore

by Freddy N. Willing


For a short time after Raul returned to Los Angeles, I was at a loss to find the entertainment I needed. Incidentally, I consider my sexual exploits to be my entertainment and not necessarily my life style.

For almost a month, Raul (See my story, Under The Bridge) stayed in an empty garage behind my over-the-garage apartment in my folk’s back yard. He remained straight trade and I kept him entertained and supplied with food and the beer he loved so well. One day my pet called his sister in Compton and found his mother was ill. He got the bus fare from me and he promised to return but he has not yet kept that promise.

One day I went to a bookstore that had recently opened a few blocks from my home. There were only two other customers looking at magazines. One, a well dressed middle aged man who might have been a bank president and the other a youth, 18 or 19 years old and more than likely a student at the vocational school across the street. The older man gave me a clear appraisal look and I smiled at him. The younger man had his nose in a magazine that was of the heterosexual type.

The owner-manager was looking like his investment was draining fast away as he looked up when I approached him. I bought five dollars worth of tokens and he had to make change for the fifty from his own wallet. I went to the booths. The place was very clean and the flicks were both new and oldie-goodies. I closed my door to prepare myself and stripped down to my shoes and socks. I set by the monitor to watch a Cadinot story film. One of the other customers soon entered the next booth and he quickly; probably from frustration, slipped his middle-aged cock in the glory hole. I only knew he was middle-aged after I saw him later in the store and he thanked me quite profusely.

The proffered cock that was to be my appetizer was one that had he look of quality with the faintest hint of CK. I gave it my very best attention since it had been a few days since I had the pleasure of using my talents on any cock. When I had finished with my hidden friend, he said to me, “Well, my friend, I am glad I stopped in here today and I will be back if you are any indication of what I will find the next time.” I could only murmur my thanks for his being there as I was swallowing a copious creamy load at the time.

The next person to use the glory hole had to be the student. Where, the first man had an odor of expensive cologne this penis only had the taste that its owner had recently pissed and I worked on that lovely young piece of meat for twenty minutes before it exploded in my throat and it’s owner said, “Damn, Dude, you are good. I’m gonna tell my buddies how good you are.” That time my larynx was coated in creamy cum so I could not make a sound though I sure tried to let him know it was my pleasure.

I waited awhile and then a voice spoke to me. “Those last two guys have told me how big a cocksucker you are and I got to try you myself.” Following that little speech, a very nice fat prick came in for my attention. I assumed that I was to service the owner-manager so I really went all out on my attention to details. When that same voice asked, “Can you take it up the ass as good as you suck it?” I, being nude from my waist down already, turned my buttocks to the hole and was soon filled with hot throbbing meat and a cry of, “What a great ass,” from the proprietor of the bookstore.

I was well satisfied by the fucking I got and from what I could hear; my sex partner was well satisfied by what I offered him. “Here is a souvenir, Buddy and come see me when you are ready for a break,” I was told and a condom filled and tied off with a knot was dropped through the glory hole.

I can only assume that the vocational college student had gone back to school and told some of his class mates as the next four cocks I sucked off were about the same age as his had been which was close to my age also. Although I was not exhausted, I was a little tired and my mouth a little tender from the sucking and mouth fucking I had been getting. I thought it was time I got a coke and maybe a candy bar and take that break, the manager had suggested an hour and a quarter ago.

As I stepped into the store from the video rooms, the manager rushed over to me. “My name is Mike,” he said, “And I just opened this book store. This is the first day in a week that I have had such good business and I owe it all to you and your educated mouth.”

“I think you seemed to admire the talent I have in my butt hole also,” I said with a sly laugh. The man gushed out that he sure did but did not know if I wanted to hear anything about that, as he did not want to embarrass me. I assured Mike that I appreciated any kind of compliment any one wanted to give me for my sexual efforts.

“I hope you are not planning to leave us now,” Mike said with apprehension in his voice. “Mr. Goldenrocks, my landlord was your first customer and he told me he was going to bring back several of his staff this evening. In addition, and maybe this won’t mean anything to you but I was hoping for an encore also.” I assured Mike that I had no other plans for the evening and would be happy to stay if it might help his business. Mike told me he was sure that I would give his new store the reputation it needed to succeed.

The coke and the candy bar were on the house.

Before I returned to the video rooms, Mike locked the door to that area where I would be the featured attraction and put up a sign that entry was only after buying five dollars worth of tokens.

After Mike loaned me a digital camera so I could keep track of what I was offered in my private glory hole, I went back and resumed my position. In the hallway I had seen four men of various ages and colors and I had a natural desire to see how each would vary in taste and quantity. I was to find out in the next hour and from then on it was one cock after another. I did get a few chances to rest my jaws when requests to fuck my ass were received and allowed. Mike had given me a handful of condoms and I did not allow any bare backing which should please the activists that read this.

Taking another break, I went out into the store and met Mr. Goldenrocks who pointed out several more mature men of various colors and ages who were perusing magazines to stoke their balls into a heated condition. He told me that he had pretty much guaranteed them that I was the world’s best cocksucker. I laughed and told him that I was always trying and would be glad to give his dick another example of my talents and he could critique my methods. When I went back to my space, Mr. Goldenrocks followed close behind and he got place at the head of the line of seven men.

I suggested to the seven men in line to use the available videos to build up their enthusiasm and five of them took my suggestion to heart. That should help Mike, I thought. Somehow, knowing Mr. Goldenrocks, I thought it would be better if I did his cock as I knelt before him and I told him that he was a special case to me. This pleased the rich man and I hope made his feel lenient about improving Mike’s lease.

Well, to draw this story to it’s inevitable ending, I finally did get very tired and I found no flavor in a few of the cocks I was offered after six hours of sucking and having my mouth fucked. I told Mike I really had to go home and he offered me a job in my space for six hours a day. Telling me he owed so much money he could only offer me five dollars an hour, I told him I would be glad to help him get on his financial feet and would take the job on Mondays thru Thursdays as these were the slow times in book stores. I was afraid I would lose my taste for cocksucking if I took more than four days of it a week.

Before I could get dressed, Mike told me that Jose, the Puerto Rican janitor had just got to work and, since my space was well splattered with excess cum, maybe I should allow him to use the glory hole as the last user. I agreed but then Mr. Goldenrocks came into my space as he said he wanted to watch the janitor get his rocks off.

After a few minutes of sucking the biggest cock I had had all day, Jose asked me through the glory hole if he could fuck my ass. As I prepared the Puerto Rican with an extra large condom, Mike came in to watch also.

I bent over and placed my butt hole to the glory hole as Mr. Goldenrocks opened his fly for his third service of the day. Before I could get to the mature landlord’s hard penis, Mike dropped to his knees and took over for me and the landlord was full of praise at this unexpected development. As Mike drained Mr. Goldenrocks’s juicy prick, the owner told his landlord that his was the first cock he had ever sucked off. Mr. Goldenrocks told Mike that he was cutting his rent in half from now on and about that time Jose’s condom swelled up like a balloon and I knew my day’s work was finished.

I wish I could tell you the address of the store, but the managers of this web site have refused to allow such advertising and I guess they are right to do so.

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