Junior & Jimmy

Junior & Jimmy - 1

by Mighty Mouth

            I was unhappy when my boss in the small department store chain where I work told me  that they were transferring me from a large city to a much smaller one. I manage the men’s wear department and I was to take the place of a guy who had been fired. I was sure I wasn’t going to like my new city. So I didn’t sell my house. Instead I rented it and moved my furniture to a rented house in my new location.

            It was mid-summer, and it was hot. The house had a small front lawn, but I had no intention of taking care of it. At least I had Saturdays and Sundays off, so that was a bit of compensation. On my second Saturday in the house my doorbell rang, and outside stood a kid with a lawn mower who offered to cut my grass for $10 every week. I thought that was reasonable so I said OK.

            I retreated into my air-conditioned living room thinking what a cute boy he was. It was difficult to guess his age. Since I am 38 years old, an 18 year old looks like a child to me. So he well could be 18. He had sandy blond hair, and was at least 5 feet 10 inches tall. I thought to myself, “Humm, interesting.” But my better self said, “Stay away from what might be jail bait.”

            He finished quickly, and I invited him in and offered him iced tea or a Coke. He chose the Coke.  He said his name was Junior. I paid him his $10, and sent him on his way. But his visage stayed in my mind all day.

            I get up early, and on my morning jog I would often see the local paper boy making his rounds. He was a looker too, about the same age as Junior. I thought, “This town is full of cute young guys.”

            The week went by fast, since I was still in a learning curve on my new job. We really didn’t have too many customers during the week, so I wondered why they would even keep that store open. Perhaps they were getting ready to close it and would fire me too?

            Like clockwork, at 10 a.m. my door bell rang Saturday morning, and there was Junior, all smiles. The devil in me began to hatch a plan. I love to be the first person to suck a young dick. And I suspected that he might be a candidate. What teenage boy doesn’t want a blow job?

I decided to bring up a porno movie on my computer in my bedroom and when he finished his mowing, I would click on the movie and offer to show him my small house. It wasn’t much. It had a decent size eat-in kitchen, a fairly large living room and an average bedroom. I decided to show him the kitchen first, and then my bedroom. The movie would be playing, and I was anxious to see his reaction. 

            When he came in he said, “Wow, this heat is gettin to me. Mind if I rest a while?”

            I replied, “No problem, I’ll get you a Coke.” Before going into the kitchen I went to my bedroom and started the movie rolling.  After five minutes, he told me that he was rested already. I offered to show him my house and he accepted. As planned, he saw the kitchen and followed me into my bedroom.

            Naturally when he saw the movie, his interest sparked. I feigned embarrassment, and apologized. “Sorry about that, I was watching it when you rang the bell. I hope you aren’t offended.”

            “Not at all,” he answered, almost joyfully.

            So I threw caution to the winds.  “If you want it watch it, sit down on my bed and enjoy.”

           He did so, and I was bold enough to sit on the floor beside my bed and in front of the computer.  As is my wont, I began making comments about what we were seeing. I remarked, “Hey that bitch can’t suck a dick worth a damn. She can’t take all of his cock in her mouth.” Ever so often, I stole a quick glance for any tell-tale signs of a developing hard cock. Sure enough, after about three minutes I could see the outlines of a nicely large dick.

            Taking my ruse one step further, I said, “I’ll bet you like to get blow jobs too.”

            “Well, I’ve never had one” came his response. And that was the remark that I had expected. So I took the final plunge and squeezed his dick inside his pants.

            “How would you like to get one now? From me”

            He looked at me in near-shock and amazement. I act and look like any hetero guy and so I always take people by surprise when I say that.

            He almost timidly replied, “Yeah I guess that would be OK.” I told him to loosen his pants and shorts and push them down to the floor. I was thrilled with what appeared. A bigger than average dick, ramrod straight and like a rock. I immediately swallowed the whole thing.

            He gasped and asked me, “How can you do that? I’m pretty big down there.”

            To be funny, I replied, “Practice, practice, practice.” He stopped watching the movie, stretched out across the bed, and closed his eyes, only to open them every minute or so to watch his dick disappear down my throat. Of course I had removed my full dentures, so his first blow job would be one he would remember for his whole life. With my superior technique, he shot his load in about 3 or 4 minutes. One horny kid. As he was pulling up his pants, he actually thanked me for blowing him. What a polite boy.

            I paid him his $10 for cutting the grass, and handed him another $10, saying, “Here’s a little tip.” He beamed from ear to ear.

            “See ya next Saturday,” he almost shouted, as he went out the door. His tone of voice told me that he wanted a repeat performance on his next visit.

            I could hardly wait for Saturday to roll around again. But it did, fast. To my surprise when Junior rang the doorbell, he had another boy with him, whom I recognized as the cute paper boy I had ogled on a couple of occasions.

            Junior said, “This is my pal Jimmy, he’s the paperboy for this neighborhood and wants to know if you are interested in taking the paper.” I thought, “I would prefer he deliver something else to me.”

            “Well come in,” I smiled, thinking “ohoooo.” I invited them to have a seat, and I went to fetch the usual Cokes. “How much does it cost?” I asked. He answered, but I was so absorbed checking out his basket for a good sign, that I didn’t hear the price. And with Jimmy’s tight jeans, I could see the definite outline of a nice package. Whatever the cost I just answered OK and that he could begin delivering the next day, Sunday.

            Then Junior surprised me by saying, “Is it OK if I show Jimmy something on your computer?”

            I answered, “Of course. Help yourself.” I thought, “This is interesting. What might Junior be up to?” After about 3 minutes, curiosity got the better of me, so I walked into the bedroom.  Sure enough, they were siting on my bed, watching a porno movie.

            I feigned astonishment, and exclaimed, “Whoa, what’s going on here?”

            “Junior replied, “I thought you wouldn’t mind.”

            “Of course not, “Anything I can help you with?” I grinned, as I sat down on the floor in front of them. Junior got the hint right away, and pulled out an already hard dick. Jimmy didn’t seem too surprised, so I realized that Junior had carefully plotted  this scenario. With Junior’s pants on the floor as before, I immediately went down on him. I glanced at Jimmy to see his reaction, and he had stopped watching the movie and was staring at Junior’s dick going in and out of my mouth.  So I did the natural thing. With Junior’s cock down my throat, I reached over and felt Jimmy’s hard dick through his pants.

            I came off Junior’s prick and asked Jimmy, “You want some of this too?”

            “You bet I do” was his rapid response.

            “OK,” I advised, “Lower your pants like Junior, and I’ll have a go at you too.”

            It took only a split second for him to accomplish this. So I switched from Junior to Jimmy. He acted like he was in heaven.  I alternated back and forth between the two, sucking one while jerking the other. Jimmy came first, and Junior shortly afterwards.

            They got dressed, and I gave Jimmy a $10, telling hm it was an advance for his future services. He smiled at that remark, and said that he had to get on with his task of collecting money from his customers. He left and Junior went out to cut the grass. Afterwards, he got his usual $10 fee, and a $10 tip. So Saturday was a great day for me. I could hardly wait to jerk off afterwards.

            The following Saturday my doorbell rang at 8 a.m. I thought that Junior decided to arrive earlier than his usual visit at 10. When I went to the door I was surprised to see a cop in uniform, and thought that he might want to question me about some crime that happened in the neighborhood. I greeted him, asking, “Officer, how can I help you?

            “You can help me a lot,” he answered. I thought that was a strange answer, and it left me puzzled. Then he asked, “Can I come in?”

            “Sure,” I said, “have a seat.”

            “I’m Jimmy’s Dad. My name is Steve;”

            I was amazed, because this stud didn’t look a day over 35. “Is there something wrong with him?” I queried.

            “No, he’s fine. I came here to talk about what I know you did to him.”

            I began to tremble deep down inside, fearing the worst. But I feigned innocence, and asked, “What are you talking about?”

            “Well, I know you sucked his dick, because I overheard him telling someone on his cell phone about it. He didn’t know I was nearby.”

            “There must be some mistake,” I blurted out, absolutely terrified with what might be coming,.

            “No, there’s no mistake. Are you married?”

            “No, I’m not.”

            “Do you have a girl friend?”

            “Not at the moment,” I tried to say with emphasis.

            “Then I’m sure you are a queer. My son wouldn’t tell a lie like that to someone.”

            I thought, “I’m done for. I’m gonna go to prison for sure.”

            The he shocked the shit out of me and remarked, “I want some of what Jimmy got.  I love a good cocksucker’s mouth on my dick. And I’ll bet you are great at it. My dick is bigger than my son’s. You’re gonna love it! Jimmy is lucky to have found you, and now I’m gonna get lucky too.”

            I was dumbfounded by his remarks, terrified, and excited all at the same time. With that,

he pulled out a huge piece of meat and waved it in front of my face.  “Suck it cocksucker. It’s been a while since I’ve had a first-class blow job.”

            How could I refuse such a big dick? So I went right to work, giving this huge organ my best performance. And besides, I love to suck guys in uniform. Sucking off a cop was a first for me.  I was now an official cop sucker.

            He growled, “Yeah, suck my big dick, cocksucker. I guessed that you were a professional. I haven’t had many blow jobs this good. I’m gonna want to use your mouth often, god dammit!” As usual with my clients, he shot a big wad down my throat and yelled with delight.

            Then came another shocker. “I’d like for you to suck me and my son Jimmy at the same time”

            “I’m not sure I would like that, and Jimmy might not either,” I responded.

            “We’ll see about that,” he retorted.

To be continued...