My first job was at small family-owned video store, in addition to the latest blockbuster hits we also sold ice cream and candy, popcorn and drinks, everything you needed to have a great home movie night. The owners were a local Christian couple and didn’t have any adult videos in the back room since they didn’t believe in any of that, so to make use of the space they added three tanning beds. Turns out that was a smart move because those beds were a big money maker for us.
Customers could purchase month long tanning packages and come as often as they liked. This was our most popular option, and we had a number or people use this package. The customers varied in their preferences and bed settings and all that information was saved on their profile cards.
My favorite customer was a man called Payne, he was in his late 30’s to early 40’s, a traveling PT who was working a yearlong contract at our local hospital. Payne never said much, he had a no nonsense look about him and despised idle chit chat. As a traveling professional he lived a solitary life and chose not to socially engage with the “locals” wherever he was working. To fill his off time worked out, he practically lived in the gym, as a result he was perfectly chiselled, with a chick chest, huge arms a slim waist and perfectly shaped bubble butt and tree trunk legs. He had sandy brown hair with light brown eyes and a sharp square jaw, the man was simply beautiful.
Payne came to tan most days after his workouts and right before our closing time, he said he liked coming when there was no one in the store because he didn’t really like dealing with people when he wasn’t working. To be honest Payne intimidated me, as a thin lanky 18-year-old who was closeted and had a huge crush on him, I couldn’t say more than two words to him. Because of this he liked coming when I worked, he took my silence as indifference, and he appreciated that.
Late one evening he asked for the owner’s phone number, I gave it to him, I knew I shouldn’t, but I didn’t know how to tell him no. A few days later the owner called me and said that Payne had called him and set up a special tanning package, he would come only after we closed and only on the shifts I closed. Which was every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday nights. Apparently, the other employees (all girls) talked his ear off, and he found them annoying. My boss told me he would pay me double time for the nights I had to stay after close with Payne.
The next night I closed Payne pulled up to the front of the story in his black BMW right at closing time, he strode in walking past me, the smell of his cologne and sweat made my knees weak. I locked the door behind him and walked around the counter pulling his tanning card. We performed our usual brief exchange and I followed him to the back of the store to set up and start his bed. After he closed the door to the small tanning room, I stood by the thin door listening. Just on the other side of the door I could hear the object of my fantasies undressing. He was so close I could still smell his scent, but he was so far away.
I heard his shoes kicked off, the distinctive sounds of him pulling his workout tank top off, I heard his shorts slip off and be deposited int the plastic chair in the room. Then I heard one final slip of fabric being pulled over skin, and I knew this man was four feet from me, naked. Just the two of us were locked in this now darkened store together and he was naked, it felt incredibly intimate. I allowed myself just a moment to enjoy the thought of him naked so close to me and then started the timer for 45 minutes and pressing start. I heard the hum of the fans, saw the glow of the lights, and instantly felt the warmth. I walked from the back room with a full erection in my khaki shorts, not attempting to hid it since there was no one to see it anyway.
I completed my closing tasks mindlessly, my thoughts remained in the back room with the man I knew was naked basking there. I imagined the look of his undoubtedly huge cock illuminated by the glow of the bed, I imagined the sweat dripping down his body and pooling around him. I imagined his naked muscled frame warm and tight under the lights. I heard the timer sound, and as I started making my way to the back of the store, I realized my own cock was fully engorged in my tight shorts, I had been so lost in my imagination I had not noticed. I quickly tried to reposition myself in a vain attempt to hide my erection.
The door to the back room opened and Payne emerged. I noticed he was only wearing his gym shorts and his tank; his shoes and a black jock strap were in his left hand. I quickly turned and walked to the front door to unlock it. I stood by the door as he made his way to the front of the story. As he walked up to me, he said in a matter-of-fact way, “the heat from the tanning bed horns me up, what’s your excuse?” Of course, he had noticed the bulge in my shorts, “I was thinking about something, you know how it is” I managed to say feebly. He smirked and pushed on the door, when it was partially open, he stopped and turned to face me, “here this should help since you can’t seem to control that thing” he said tossing the black jock strap towards me. I caught it more reflexively than due to any athletic skill or ability. He was getting into his sleek BMW coupe before I realized what had just happened.
I wondered if the man who had been the subject of my countless midnight masturbation sessions realized that he had just given me a priceless gift. His car was out of the parking lot now and I cupped a jock strap, that just an hour before had supported his cock, held it to my nose and breathed him in with a long slow breath. His scent filled my nostrils and overtook my concusses. Within seconds the erection that moments ago embarrassment had made all but disappear, was now raging. I felt myself leaking precum almost immediately. Turning the jock strap over in my hand I noticed a small yellow P embroidered on the waist band.
All that night I dreamed of Payne, fantasized of what he must look like laying in that tanning bed naked. I jacked off four times that night with that jock strap covering my face every time. The next day I went to work to do a monthly deep clean on the tanning beds and the rooms, it wasn’t my normal shift, but the owner paid me extra to do handy man stuff around the store from time to time. As I cleaned, I began to get the germ of an idea. I turned the idea over and over in my mind trying to look at it from every possible angle. By lunch time I decided to put my plan into action. This just might work.
Payne always used bed number three, and while deep cleaning the room I noticed the thin faux wood panelling had a knot hole design and every 7th board has a particularly dark almost black knot hole on it. I could cut that one out slightly and make a corresponding hole on the wall in the room with bed number two and cover that hole with one of the many tanning posters we got every month then I might just be able to sneak a peek at my crush. It was risky but I was willing to give it a try.
I used a drill bit about the diameter of a dime and slowly bored a hole in the center of the large black knot hole, it was tedious as I did this by hand so as not to rouse suspicions of the other employee working at the sound of a drill. I did the same on the wall in room 2, covering that hole with a poster of a man and women perfectly tanned on an island somewhere. With the second hole covered, the hole in the wall in room 3 was all but invisible. This was perfect!
At 9pm the following night Payne arrived, right on time, we conducted our business as usual, and I started his bed for him. I gave him about 5 minutes to get settled and silently crept into the now darkened room 2, peeling back the corner of the poster I saw the glow of the tanning bed shining through the hole I made just yesterday. I leaned close and peered through. I could see clearly through the hole into the next room, the lid to bed three was closed except for a 6-inch gap, I could see a six-inch strip of Payne’s perfectly chiselled body through that gap, but little else. Excited and frustrated I left the room silently to finish my closing duties, If I snuck back into the room before the bed went off, I could catch him getting out and getting dressed.
I watched the bed timer like a hawk, two minutes before the timer went off, I snuck back into room 2 peering through the hole again I watched, I could feel my heart pounding, and I could feel the excitement building in my groin. The timer sounded, the bed shut off and the lid began to open, there he was, in all his glory the man of my fantasies. He had a red glow to his perfectly smooth skin, his huge chest and thick arms flexed as he sat upright, he had a perfectly cut six pack and the faintest hint of a happy trail, his cock was fully erect, it was thick and at least eight inches, the deep purple head was huge and perfectly shaped, he swung his massive legs over the edge of the bed and stood effortlessly. Two of the biggest balls I had ever seen swung heavily between his thighs. I was drunk with the glory of this man. I watched him slowly getting dressed in his gym shorts and tank, I silently slipped from room 2 and back to my spot at the front of the store. There was no possibility of my hiding the massive erection in my shorts and I didn’t even bother to try.
He came from the back room walking with his usual confidence up to the front of the story, he noted my unmistakable erection and smirked but said nothing. As he approached me, I could still see the imprint of his massive cock through his shorts. He caught me looking and again smirked but said nothing. I opened the door and bid him good night, he walked past me into the night air without a word, got into his car and left.
The next shift I couldn’t wait until 9pm to continue my peep show with Payne. He arrived right on schedule, as I was checking him in he said, “You know I noticed your little hole in the wall”. I felt the blood drain from my face, I wanted to respond but I couldn’t think of anything. I was trapped! I hung my head slightly unable to think of anything to say. He continued “It’s not polite to spy on people.”
“I know” I said weakly. “Come on, hurry up and start my bed” he said sharply, I did as I was told. Walking towards the back of the store he called over his shoulder, “come into my room at exactly 5 minutes before the bed goes off.” I wasn’t sure that he had in mind, and I wasn’t sure rather to be scared or excited.
At exactly 5 minutes before the bed turned off, I timidly opened the door to the room and stepped in. Payne opened the lid to the bed exposing his perfect form and rock-hard cock. “Is this what you wanted to see?” he asked firmly.
“Yes,” was all I could respond. “Do I make you hard?” he asked flatly. Again, I replied with a simple “Yes.”
“Strip and show me what I do to your little prick,” he commanded. I immediately began shedding clothing. I stood before the perfect specimen of masculinity, a tall thin lanky teen, pale skinned and scroungy. He looked me up and down reaching out to swat at my growing erection. The bed suddenly shut off and we were now in a dimly lit room, he and I both completely naked and hard.
“Suck my cock,” he said flatly. I dropped to my knees beside the bed and took his massive cock into my mouth, savoring the heat of it, the salty tang of the sweat and the pure power of this monster. I have always prided myself on my oral skills and I truly put everything I had into pleasuring this man, I took him deep into my throat and with every upstroke I used my tongue to stimulate the big deep purple head. I relished the opportunity to explore him with my tongue and made sure I tasted every inch of that beautiful cock.
I buried my face deep between his thighs sucking and exploring those massive balls. I took them into my mouth one by one feeling their weight and sucking on the tender swollen orbs. As I serviced him, his body tense and I heard his breath quicken, I knew I was close to my prize. I felt his hand clamp down of the back of my head at the same time he drove his cock deep into my throat. I felt his release in an explosion as he pumped wave after wave of his semen down my throat. I couldn’t breathe as he held me tight and pushed himself deeper into me, I needed air but resisted the urge to fight back, I let him use me just as he wanted, finally he gave way and I sucked in a deep breath with his cock still in my mouth, I refused to surrender my toy so soon. I continued sucking him milking every drop of his cum from those massive balls, he began to squirm and moan as the pleasure became too intense, still I continued. Finally, he shoved me away with his strong arm and I knew he was done with me. I sat back and admired him, his cock was almost soft now and just as beautiful as it was erect.
“Fuck man, I have never cum so much!” he said breathlessly. I smiled and admired his form as he stood and began getting dressed. I began to dress also, and he stopped to watch me.
“You have an amazing ass,” he said kind of impressed. “Next time I’m bringing lube and I’m going to fill your ass with my seed, so be clean and be ready.”
“Yes sir,” came my answer; I couldn’t wait until my next shift.
Customers could purchase month long tanning packages and come as often as they liked. This was our most popular option, and we had a number or people use this package. The customers varied in their preferences and bed settings and all that information was saved on their profile cards.
My favorite customer was a man called Payne, he was in his late 30’s to early 40’s, a traveling PT who was working a yearlong contract at our local hospital. Payne never said much, he had a no nonsense look about him and despised idle chit chat. As a traveling professional he lived a solitary life and chose not to socially engage with the “locals” wherever he was working. To fill his off time worked out, he practically lived in the gym, as a result he was perfectly chiselled, with a chick chest, huge arms a slim waist and perfectly shaped bubble butt and tree trunk legs. He had sandy brown hair with light brown eyes and a sharp square jaw, the man was simply beautiful.
Payne came to tan most days after his workouts and right before our closing time, he said he liked coming when there was no one in the store because he didn’t really like dealing with people when he wasn’t working. To be honest Payne intimidated me, as a thin lanky 18-year-old who was closeted and had a huge crush on him, I couldn’t say more than two words to him. Because of this he liked coming when I worked, he took my silence as indifference, and he appreciated that.
Late one evening he asked for the owner’s phone number, I gave it to him, I knew I shouldn’t, but I didn’t know how to tell him no. A few days later the owner called me and said that Payne had called him and set up a special tanning package, he would come only after we closed and only on the shifts I closed. Which was every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday nights. Apparently, the other employees (all girls) talked his ear off, and he found them annoying. My boss told me he would pay me double time for the nights I had to stay after close with Payne.
The next night I closed Payne pulled up to the front of the story in his black BMW right at closing time, he strode in walking past me, the smell of his cologne and sweat made my knees weak. I locked the door behind him and walked around the counter pulling his tanning card. We performed our usual brief exchange and I followed him to the back of the store to set up and start his bed. After he closed the door to the small tanning room, I stood by the thin door listening. Just on the other side of the door I could hear the object of my fantasies undressing. He was so close I could still smell his scent, but he was so far away.
I heard his shoes kicked off, the distinctive sounds of him pulling his workout tank top off, I heard his shorts slip off and be deposited int the plastic chair in the room. Then I heard one final slip of fabric being pulled over skin, and I knew this man was four feet from me, naked. Just the two of us were locked in this now darkened store together and he was naked, it felt incredibly intimate. I allowed myself just a moment to enjoy the thought of him naked so close to me and then started the timer for 45 minutes and pressing start. I heard the hum of the fans, saw the glow of the lights, and instantly felt the warmth. I walked from the back room with a full erection in my khaki shorts, not attempting to hid it since there was no one to see it anyway.
I completed my closing tasks mindlessly, my thoughts remained in the back room with the man I knew was naked basking there. I imagined the look of his undoubtedly huge cock illuminated by the glow of the bed, I imagined the sweat dripping down his body and pooling around him. I imagined his naked muscled frame warm and tight under the lights. I heard the timer sound, and as I started making my way to the back of the store, I realized my own cock was fully engorged in my tight shorts, I had been so lost in my imagination I had not noticed. I quickly tried to reposition myself in a vain attempt to hide my erection.
The door to the back room opened and Payne emerged. I noticed he was only wearing his gym shorts and his tank; his shoes and a black jock strap were in his left hand. I quickly turned and walked to the front door to unlock it. I stood by the door as he made his way to the front of the story. As he walked up to me, he said in a matter-of-fact way, “the heat from the tanning bed horns me up, what’s your excuse?” Of course, he had noticed the bulge in my shorts, “I was thinking about something, you know how it is” I managed to say feebly. He smirked and pushed on the door, when it was partially open, he stopped and turned to face me, “here this should help since you can’t seem to control that thing” he said tossing the black jock strap towards me. I caught it more reflexively than due to any athletic skill or ability. He was getting into his sleek BMW coupe before I realized what had just happened.
I wondered if the man who had been the subject of my countless midnight masturbation sessions realized that he had just given me a priceless gift. His car was out of the parking lot now and I cupped a jock strap, that just an hour before had supported his cock, held it to my nose and breathed him in with a long slow breath. His scent filled my nostrils and overtook my concusses. Within seconds the erection that moments ago embarrassment had made all but disappear, was now raging. I felt myself leaking precum almost immediately. Turning the jock strap over in my hand I noticed a small yellow P embroidered on the waist band.
All that night I dreamed of Payne, fantasized of what he must look like laying in that tanning bed naked. I jacked off four times that night with that jock strap covering my face every time. The next day I went to work to do a monthly deep clean on the tanning beds and the rooms, it wasn’t my normal shift, but the owner paid me extra to do handy man stuff around the store from time to time. As I cleaned, I began to get the germ of an idea. I turned the idea over and over in my mind trying to look at it from every possible angle. By lunch time I decided to put my plan into action. This just might work.
Payne always used bed number three, and while deep cleaning the room I noticed the thin faux wood panelling had a knot hole design and every 7th board has a particularly dark almost black knot hole on it. I could cut that one out slightly and make a corresponding hole on the wall in the room with bed number two and cover that hole with one of the many tanning posters we got every month then I might just be able to sneak a peek at my crush. It was risky but I was willing to give it a try.
I used a drill bit about the diameter of a dime and slowly bored a hole in the center of the large black knot hole, it was tedious as I did this by hand so as not to rouse suspicions of the other employee working at the sound of a drill. I did the same on the wall in room 2, covering that hole with a poster of a man and women perfectly tanned on an island somewhere. With the second hole covered, the hole in the wall in room 3 was all but invisible. This was perfect!
At 9pm the following night Payne arrived, right on time, we conducted our business as usual, and I started his bed for him. I gave him about 5 minutes to get settled and silently crept into the now darkened room 2, peeling back the corner of the poster I saw the glow of the tanning bed shining through the hole I made just yesterday. I leaned close and peered through. I could see clearly through the hole into the next room, the lid to bed three was closed except for a 6-inch gap, I could see a six-inch strip of Payne’s perfectly chiselled body through that gap, but little else. Excited and frustrated I left the room silently to finish my closing duties, If I snuck back into the room before the bed went off, I could catch him getting out and getting dressed.
I watched the bed timer like a hawk, two minutes before the timer went off, I snuck back into room 2 peering through the hole again I watched, I could feel my heart pounding, and I could feel the excitement building in my groin. The timer sounded, the bed shut off and the lid began to open, there he was, in all his glory the man of my fantasies. He had a red glow to his perfectly smooth skin, his huge chest and thick arms flexed as he sat upright, he had a perfectly cut six pack and the faintest hint of a happy trail, his cock was fully erect, it was thick and at least eight inches, the deep purple head was huge and perfectly shaped, he swung his massive legs over the edge of the bed and stood effortlessly. Two of the biggest balls I had ever seen swung heavily between his thighs. I was drunk with the glory of this man. I watched him slowly getting dressed in his gym shorts and tank, I silently slipped from room 2 and back to my spot at the front of the store. There was no possibility of my hiding the massive erection in my shorts and I didn’t even bother to try.
He came from the back room walking with his usual confidence up to the front of the story, he noted my unmistakable erection and smirked but said nothing. As he approached me, I could still see the imprint of his massive cock through his shorts. He caught me looking and again smirked but said nothing. I opened the door and bid him good night, he walked past me into the night air without a word, got into his car and left.
The next shift I couldn’t wait until 9pm to continue my peep show with Payne. He arrived right on schedule, as I was checking him in he said, “You know I noticed your little hole in the wall”. I felt the blood drain from my face, I wanted to respond but I couldn’t think of anything. I was trapped! I hung my head slightly unable to think of anything to say. He continued “It’s not polite to spy on people.”
“I know” I said weakly. “Come on, hurry up and start my bed” he said sharply, I did as I was told. Walking towards the back of the store he called over his shoulder, “come into my room at exactly 5 minutes before the bed goes off.” I wasn’t sure that he had in mind, and I wasn’t sure rather to be scared or excited.
At exactly 5 minutes before the bed turned off, I timidly opened the door to the room and stepped in. Payne opened the lid to the bed exposing his perfect form and rock-hard cock. “Is this what you wanted to see?” he asked firmly.
“Yes,” was all I could respond. “Do I make you hard?” he asked flatly. Again, I replied with a simple “Yes.”
“Strip and show me what I do to your little prick,” he commanded. I immediately began shedding clothing. I stood before the perfect specimen of masculinity, a tall thin lanky teen, pale skinned and scroungy. He looked me up and down reaching out to swat at my growing erection. The bed suddenly shut off and we were now in a dimly lit room, he and I both completely naked and hard.
“Suck my cock,” he said flatly. I dropped to my knees beside the bed and took his massive cock into my mouth, savoring the heat of it, the salty tang of the sweat and the pure power of this monster. I have always prided myself on my oral skills and I truly put everything I had into pleasuring this man, I took him deep into my throat and with every upstroke I used my tongue to stimulate the big deep purple head. I relished the opportunity to explore him with my tongue and made sure I tasted every inch of that beautiful cock.
I buried my face deep between his thighs sucking and exploring those massive balls. I took them into my mouth one by one feeling their weight and sucking on the tender swollen orbs. As I serviced him, his body tense and I heard his breath quicken, I knew I was close to my prize. I felt his hand clamp down of the back of my head at the same time he drove his cock deep into my throat. I felt his release in an explosion as he pumped wave after wave of his semen down my throat. I couldn’t breathe as he held me tight and pushed himself deeper into me, I needed air but resisted the urge to fight back, I let him use me just as he wanted, finally he gave way and I sucked in a deep breath with his cock still in my mouth, I refused to surrender my toy so soon. I continued sucking him milking every drop of his cum from those massive balls, he began to squirm and moan as the pleasure became too intense, still I continued. Finally, he shoved me away with his strong arm and I knew he was done with me. I sat back and admired him, his cock was almost soft now and just as beautiful as it was erect.
“Fuck man, I have never cum so much!” he said breathlessly. I smiled and admired his form as he stood and began getting dressed. I began to dress also, and he stopped to watch me.
“You have an amazing ass,” he said kind of impressed. “Next time I’m bringing lube and I’m going to fill your ass with my seed, so be clean and be ready.”
“Yes sir,” came my answer; I couldn’t wait until my next shift.