The young man walked into the gas station at about 1 in the morning, obviously on his way out to party. It was late so I was the only one working. He strutted up to me and leaned against to counter, looking up at me behind the register.
“Hey man, can I get some gas on pump 9?” he asked, flashing a mischievous smile at me.
“Uh, how much?” I asked, a little flustered. When I was this kids age, hot guys like him never talked to me. I’m in my mid-30s now and I’ve had quite a few hot guys, but it’s something about these cocky high school studs that still turns me on. “Do you have any money?”
“No I don’t,” he said, his smirk unwavering.
“Then I’m sorry I can’t help you.”
“Are you sure about that?” he asked. Suddenly I realized that he was groping his thick bulge in his sweats. He slyly looked around and, seeing that we were alone, whipped his cock out. It was at least 7” and thick as hell. He peeled back his foreskin, showing me his wet pink glans. He looked up at my face, seeing the hunger in my eyes as I watched his hand go up and down his veiny shaft. Just as my mouth started to drool, he shoved his boner back in his pants.
I quickly looked up, briefly locking eyes with the smug teen before darting my eyes down to my feet. “I’m sorry sir, but it’s against company policy.”
Just he grabbed my hand from behind the register and put it on his hard bulge, rubbing my hand up and down. I was speechless as he used my hand to stroke his thick meat. “Are you sure, fag? Me and my friend need some gas.” He nodded outside as he still manipulated my hand. My eyes went right outside to pump 9.
May jaw dropped. His friend was outside, the same grin on his face. With one hand he gripped the pump, and with the other hand he held up his sweatshirt. He was fucking ripped. I drooled as I stared at his blocky chest and chiseled abs. His tan nipples were hard in the cold. His hand slowly traveled down his smooth chest, groping his tight body. His hand soon met the waistband of his sweatpants. Making direct eye contact with me, he grabbed his massive bulge, no doubt as big as his friends. I could see him laughing at me and my fascenation with his perfect physique.
I was called back to reality when my hand met something warm. The boy in the gas station put my hand down his pants, using it to rub his manhood. “Here’s what’s gonna happen. My friend is gonna come in here and we’ll let you suck both of our cocks. After we cum down your throat, you’re gonna put $50 worth of gas on our pump plus buy us some cigarettes. Okay?”
“Yessir,” I muttered. I quickly walked around the counter and sank to my knees as a massive cock was pressed into my face.
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