Coercion

This story is a fictional story in my mind, nobody exists for real, or has ever been a real person it is all a made-up fictional Story.

I fantasized about red garters and touching Mrs. Waxman's pussy while playing with my hard cock, I made sure I was just out of view and placed my porn magazine inside a Look so no one would know what I was doing. My door opened and startled me and it was my sister and as always, she was wearing just underwear and a tee shirt. I never noticed before but I could see that her tits were small but had nubs that stood up, probably her nipples and I could see the outline of her cunt pressed against her underwear, she looked at me strange and said dinner is ready. I put the magazine away and realized I had the same feeling about my sister as I had earlier with the Mrs., adjusted my erection and headed down for dinner. My sister and I would clean up after dinner and we had just finished and my sister whispered in my ear that she thinks she may have to start putting clothes on around me. I became embarrassed and ran to my room, this time locking my door and then got cleaned up and ready for bed, I pulled out my porn and started looking at pictures this time think about my sister and playing with my little dick that didn't look so little anymore until I shot my juice again all over my stomach. I had brought some napkins to clean myself and while doing it I wanted to taste it. I scooped some on my finger and licked it tasting it while I finished cleaning myself and decided it wasn't awful.

I liked being at work early and headed out the door at 7AM, it's a fifteen-minute walk and I had a key to the one back basement door, it didn't unlock the upstairs door, but Mr. Wax man would be arriving soon. I pulled out my list, turned lights on and turned finding Mr. Waxman sitting at my small desk. I was surprised and he asked if I liked working there, I told him I did very much so, he then asked me what his wife caught me doing. I didn't know how to answer the question and not give our secrets away, or if that was what he was asking about and that his wife had already done that. Mr. Wax man told me to come closer and then handed me Mrs. Waxman's garter belt and told me to put it on, he demanded I see how it felt to be stared at and told me to go into the bathroom and take my pants off and come back wearing the garter. I stood looking at him holding the red garter and wasn't sure what I should do, when he raised his voice and told me to go do what he said. 

I pulled my pants off and placed them over the sink as I held the garter trying to figure how it went on finally, I bent down and stepped into it pulling it up around my waist. I moved it around until I had it in a position that looked correct and thought if I had stockings on, I would figure it out. I looked in the big door mirror and thought it looked strange on me, but my dick started to grow as I thought about how I looked and how the Mrs. wore it last night. I heard Mr. Wax man say hurry that we had work to do, so I left my pants and walked out to where he was sitting. As I stepped around to show him, I was looking at him sitting there with his grown man cock hanging from his pants opening and I was shocked, but couldn't take my eyes off of it and amazed at how big and fat it was. My dick was sticking out in my underwear and I wanted to rub it, but didn't dare move. Mr. Waxman's cock was circumcised and had such a big cock head as I realized that it wasn't hard like mine and he then touched his cock and said let's see how you look, then said what I had thought that I needed stockings for next time as he started pulling on his big cock. This time I rubbed my dick watching Mr. Waxman slowly stroke himself and asked is this what I did when I went home thinking about my Mrs., "don't lie", and he kept stroking his now hard cock telling me that he wanted me to show him, to pull it out. I was fixated on how big and hard his cock had grown and pulled my pathetic cock out doing the same as I watched him do. I could fit my hand around my small skinny cock, but noticed he could fit another hand around his and one more at the top, but we both kept stroking, him watching me and me watching him. He told me to turn around and pull my underwear off and I did, standing there now in just the red garter and my tee shirt.

 I was still stroking my dick when I turned back but I could see my juice dripping from my cock and could see some on the end of his. I was curious looking and thinking I wondered if his tasted like mine and I started to spasm shooting my juices onto the floor after a few seconds Mr. Wax man also started shooting his juice on the floor on top of mine, but he shot large heavy globs and then raised his hand up to me holding a towel, the same towel I used yesterday. I took the towel and noticed he had a glob on his finger and he told me to wipe it, but I couldn't resist and licked it into my mouth and bent over cleaning the goo from the floor. He sat there watching as I cleaned and I knew he felt me lick his finger, but didn't say anything. I finished and stood up and pulled up my underwear and he told me to keep the garter on under my pants all day and I did. Mr. Waxman stood up pushed himself into his pants and told me to finish my list of chores as he walked upstairs.

It was awkward wearing the same garter as the Mrs. had on yesterday, but I was careful not to stretch it out, or get it ruined while doing my work. I had finished the list and went upstairs, as I got closer to the top I looked to see if Mrs. Waxman was at her desk and she was sitting same as yesterday, but was wearing a white garter. I didn't stop to gock  and went into the office and the Mrs. looked away as I passed and I told him I had finished the chore list asking if he wanted me to wash the truck. He said good idea and to hurry because he needed to run an errand. I went downstairs, grabbed the bucket of water and soap and the big sponge he had bought and went out starting to wash the truck. It wasn't a big truck, just an F100 pickup, but it was used for deliveries and pickups of parts and lumber to make the chairs, we had no hose out back so I needed clean water to rinse the truck. Mr. Wax man had come out just as I finished and then handed me a new list and asked if I remembered how to use the saw, I told him I did and he said to be very careful and I that I was to help him close up today when he returned. 

I went into the shop using the front so I could check on the Mrs., she was at her desk and told me she had lunch ready to come sit. I sat and she gave me a cheese sandwich with a big pickle she sat and we were quiet as we ate. I didn't say anything I told her and she smiled saying that was good, I also thought it was probably a good thing not to mention what happened this morning either, or that I was wearing her red garter belt. I did have a question and asked her if I could ask it and she said of course. I asked her if all men's penises were different sizes and did we all shoot different juices. She looked at me I guess thinking about the answer and then said that men all shot juices, but wasn't sure about any difference and that it was all our sperm to make babies when it would shoot inside a woman to fertilize their eggs. She said all men had different size penises and then asked if I knew how babies were made. I turned red, but said yes, that they taught us all about that in school, but seeing it now makes it different. I thanked her for lunch and told her I had wood to cut feeling much older and more confident as I walked to the basement, I heard her say be careful. 

I had cut all the wood on the list, finished cleaning up and felt good about the job I did. I went back over the list checking every piece I cut wiping them down and making sure I cut enough of each size according to the list and I was just getting ready to check the count of each size needed against how many chairs were in this order when I heard Mr. Waxman yell down it was time to lock up. I hadn't realized the time and locked the back doors and shut down the lights and put the padlock on the saw before going upstairs. I had noticed the Mrs. wasn't at her desk as I went upstairs, locked up out front and shut off all those lights and went back to the office. Mr. Waxman said his Mrs. already left and we would go out through the back he would take the truck home. I walked downstairs and heard the lock turn in the door as he came down the stairs, he then threw me a bag and told me to go put them on and come back. 

I had forgotten about the garter and figured I would take them off and give them back until I saw what was in the bag. He bought women's stockings for me and I now had to figure out how it worked to attach to the reddish-brown stockings he bought. I pulled my socks off this time and started sliding the stockings over my foot and as I pulled it up my leg it felt nice and I could feel my cock getting hard. Once I got the one leg pulled up it was pretty easy to connect when I turned the belt around the other way. I finished putting them on and checked out how they looked in the mirror, liking what I saw as my hard cock again was making a tent in my underwear so I pulled them off and left them with my pants and then walked out to find Mr. Waxman sitting with no pants on and his big cock in his hand. He said come stand in front of me, let me see how you look and said that I looked good as he stroked his big cock. I was standing doing the same as this morning when he told me to come closer, he then turned me around and pulled me into him, I could feel his big cock press against my ass and he rubbed his hands up and down my legs over the stockings breathing heavily on my neck and moaning. He pulled me in close to him and I could feel his big cock against me, he then took my cock in his hand and slowly stroked it pulling on almost stretching my cock skin out and asked if this was okay. I hesitated as I thought about what was happening, I knew I was very excited because my cock was hard, someone else was stroking it, I had big man cock touching me that felt good and I was wearing women's underwear. I told him it was okay, it felt good, but also strange and then he asked how did it taste. I had forgotten about that and thought he didn't realize, but he did and now confession time. It tasted good and it tasted different than mine and he said that's good you're trying new things. He had some of my juice on his hand and as he pushed his cock tighter to my ass, he put his finger to my mouth and I licked it and then he started stroking both our cocks until I started shooting my sperm onto the floor and then heard him moan and could feel his sperm shoot onto my ass. This was so strange and felt so good I stepped forward and turned and Mr. Waxman asked if I wanted to taste more. I did and he held his hand out for me that I licked clean and then I bent over and started licking his big cock and all around it and then put my mouth over his big cock head sucking any juice left.

 He told me I could keep the stockings and garter if I wanted them and that he hoped I could keep this a secret. I told him I could and asked if he would want me to wear this again and he hesitated his answer and then said yes, I told him that I would keep them then. He patted my ass and told me to go get dressed and he would drive me home. I went to the bathroom and pulled my socks and underwear on over the other clothes realizing my underwear were now wet from his cum, but I finished dressing over and went out. Mr. Wax man had cleaned up and we left the way I came in. He drove me home, when we pulled up in front of my house Mr. Wax man told me he enjoyed our time and he appreciated my hard work and only if it was okay with me, we could do it again sometime, but also hoped it could be our secret. I smiled and told him that I liked it, strange and exciting and it ended with me shooting my sperm and it was our secret.

I went into the house and ran to my room, pulled my pants off and then my underwear, putting on a clean pair and then my pants on. I had finished just as my sister opened the door again in her underwear and said dinner is ready. I smiled at her but looked at her with a smirk and checked out her puffy pussy, she shook her head and left. I put my dirty soiled underwear up to my nose and could smell Mr. Waxman and my dick got hard as I went down for dinner.