Junior & Jimmy

by Mighty Mouth

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Junior & Jimmy - 2

by Mighty Mouth

In the previous episode, I got to suck off Junior, the kid who cuts my grass, the paperboy Jimmy, and his dad, Steve, who had given me a fright by showing up unexpectedly in his cop uniform and demanding a blow job. Jimmy usually stopped by in late in the morning on Saturday to collect payment for his deliveries. But the day his dad visited me, he didn't arrive until 2 p.m. Meanwhile, Junior had come by to cut my grass, and came down my throat too.

When Jimmie came in, he said, "Guess what, my dad just told me that he came by this morning and you sucked his dick. He told me that he had heard me tell a buddy by cell phone that you had sucked me off. I was shocked, and didn't know what to say. Then he told me that he would like to watch you suck my dick."

I replied, "Yes, I know, he told me the same thing. What's your reaction to this?"

"I don't like the idea, but he said that if I didn't agree he would make it difficult for me. I don't know what that meant. I don't know what do to. He's got a mean temper, so he might give me a whippin' if I refuse"

"Yes," I replied, "it's a strange request. I told your dad that I don't like the idea either. But it wouldn't be the end of the world if it happened.  We might even like it. Tell you what. Here's my phone number, have him call me to discuss this further."

Jimmy remarked, "I told a couple of my buddies about you, and they want to meet you."

"Jimmy," I admonished, "I can't have a bunch of young guys coming here. The neighbors will notice."

"Yeah, I understand. But we could do it somewhere else."

"Where?" I asked.

"Well, I know an old factory by the railroad tracks that is isolated and open to anyone who wants to go inside. I think bums sometimes sleep there."

I hesitated. "Don't you think it's dangerous? Someone may walk by."

He assured me, "Don't worry, one of us will stand in the front, and if he sees anyone coming, he will whistle. Almost nobody goes by there."

"Well, OK, let's set it up for next Saturday. I think I know where the place is, so I will go by there and check it out.' I then gave Jimmy his usual Saturday blow job, and he went on his way.

On Thursday the next week, Junior's dad, Steve phoned me after I got off work.

"Hey, Bill," he greeted me. "I wonder if you're free in about a half hour. Jimmie gave me your phone number.  I have a friend who is a fireman, and loves to get his dick sucked too. His name is Charlie."

The idea got me fired up. I had never sucked a cop in uniform until Steve, and likewise hadn't had the pleasure to service a fireman in uniform. I replied, "Sounds great. I love to suck off guys in uniforms. But I don't think you should both show up here in them. The neighbors will gossip."

Steve assured me, "No problem, we'll bring back packs and change into our uniforms when we get there."

"OK, it's a deal. I happen to have a bunch of beers on hand. See you soon."

Exactly a half hour later my doorbell rang, and there they were. Charley was a handsome six-footer in his mid-30s. I greeted them with a big smile. "Welcome, come in and enjoy." They readily accepted beers and sat down to chat.

"Is your fire hose in good working order?" I jokingly asked Charlie.

"Never been readier," he smiled.

After a bit, I suggested, "Why don't you guys go into my bedroom and change, then come out and surprise me?"

"Sounds great," they replied in unison.  I had a tense 4 or 5 minutes, anxious to see what they would present me with.

And out they came, a cop and a fireman together. My heart really went pitter-patter with excitement. As usual, I sat on my sofa and asked the two to stand in front of me. "Who wants to go first?" I asked.

"Me first," exclaimed Steve. "I want to show Charlie how you can swallow a big cock."

I quipped, "As you wish, Master. After all, you are the law," as Steve pulled out an already half-stiff prick. I succumbed immediately. Once it entered my mouth, it quickly grew to its normal huge length.

Then Steve deliberately withdrew his dick until only the head was still in my mouth. But he instantly pushed my head down his entire shaft until it was buried in my throat. "See what he can do Charlie?"

I glanced at Charlie, and he was fiddling with his cock, still inside his uniform. So I reached over and groped him, feeling a swelling organ. "Take it out," I told him. Out came a beautiful sight to behold, quickly growing to 8 inches. I wasted no time in devouring his meat, as he moaned with pleasure. As with all of my conquests, they both came rapidly. They left at twilight and I was one happy fella. You could say, I was glowing in the glooming.

On Friday, my salesman in the men's department where I was the manager, called in sick, so I had to work in his place. It was boring, but in the afternoon a guy in his 20s came in and said he needed to buy a pair of pants. Being ever hungry for dick, I thought, "hmmmm, maybe I have a chance with this stud." He selected a pair, and said, "I like these."

"You need to try it on to see if it needs any alteration. I'll go with you to the changing room." He didn't act too surprised. Perhaps he thought it was normal routine to have the salesman accompany him. Unlike most changing booths with only a curtain, this one had a wooden door, that could be locked from inside.

So in we went, and I locked the door. Shortly I was treated to a beautiful set of legs, and a decidedly big bulge in his briefs. He saw me staring at his package, but didn't react negatively. The pants fit to a T, except they needed to be shortened a bit. When he removed them, I again glared at his manhood, and was bold enough to remark, "What's that big thing in your underwear?"

He surprised me by replying, "Wanna see?"

"You bet I do." He pulled his briefs down to the floor, and out flopped a nice dick with a big mushroom head. I wasted no time in fondling it, and it began to grow. I sat down on a stool and immediately went to work. I always suck without dentures, they all love it, and come quickly

When I finished I told him that his pants would be ready to pick up on Monday. Then he made another surprise remark.

"Can we repeat the experience then?" he asked hesitantly.

'Yes, of course," was my speedy reply. "But you will need to ask for me, since I won't be on the floor that day. Just ask to speak with Bill." He then paid with cash, and was gone.

Saturday rolled around again. Junior came to mow the lawn as usual, and to get his two rewards. But summer was coming to an end, and I didn't know what excuse to dream up to keep him coming throughout the winter.

Jimmie arrived at 2 p.m. to collect money for his paper delivery. "How about sucking off my two friends this afternoon?" he queried. "It can be in that abandoned factory I told you about. I set it up so that they both are available right now. You can wait and blow me there too. I want them to watch."

"How much will it cost me," I anxiously inquired.

"It won't cost you anything. They've never had a blow job and want the new experience."

I said sure, but mentioned that we could not leave together. He could go first, then a half-hour or so later, I would show up at the appointed spot. When I got to the place the three were waiting outside. The other two boys were just typical teenagers, but hey, they had dicks. That's what matters. Jimmie introduced me. I don't even remember their names. Names are not that important to me. It's what's between their legs that interests me. I walked in, but I couldn't take the terrible  musty odor. I told Jimmie, "I can't do it in this awful place." I noticed that there was a vacant overgrown lot beside the warehouse. One could go into the bushes and do it there, so I suggested this to Jimmie. He agreed and said,"OK, we'll leave 'x' out front to watch out for anybody. I and 'y' will go in the lot with you.

I think Jimmie was really interested in showing off his dick to his friends, and watch them get sucked too. So all went as planned, with "x" and "y" exchanging places and Jimmie staying on the scene to watch. I was soon on my way back home, content in knowing that I had 7 loads down my throat that week.

But I was tired of just beating my meat. When I got home I decided to put a notice on Craigs list saying that I was looking for a cocksucker. Within a half-hour I got a reply from a guy who didn't live too far way. After exchanging photos and stats, he agreed to visit me one hour later.  I just played trade and lay on my bed and let him deep-throat me. He said he wanted to become my regular cocksucker, and I agreed.

I decided that I really liked this small city after all. My boss had told me that they didn't plan to close the department store as I suspected. So I decided to see if I could buy a house.

Not to be continued...