Quality Control

(Part 2 from 3)
"I don't know," he said.

"I insist. I'll even provide you with some
knowledgeable instruction. Like you said, I'm the expert."

The kid was so turned on a wet spot was starting to form
on his jeans. "What if I don't like it?"

"Then don't buy it."

"What if someone comes in while we're in the back?"

"No problem," I said, locking the door and turning the
sign from open to closed. "It's usually slower than hell
this time of day anyway.

With the toss of my head, I motioned for Mark to follow
me into the back. The back of the store was not only used
for storage, it also doubled as my home away from home on
those nights when I was just too damn tired to commute. It
had all the comforts, including a bed.

"You might as well get undressed," I said, standing with
my back to him. "Just put your things anywhere."

The naive mega stud hadn't stopped blushing since
entering the store. I hadn't thought it was possible for his
beautiful, young face to glow any hotter, but I was wrong.
When I turned and faced him wearing surgical gloves, holding
a jar of anal lube, I thought he would have a stroke.

"The doctor is in," I snickered, noticing he had not yet
removed his tented boxer shorts. "Off with those undies. No
reason to be modest.

"I feel a little silly," said Mark. "Maybe this isn't
such a good idea.

Gently, I pushed him onto the bed. "Nonsense, I said,
wagging the petite latex dong in his face. "You know you want
this. That sweet little ass of yours is aching to swallow
it." Sweat glistened on his brow and upper lip. He was
burning up with desire. Flopping back on the bed, he rolled
onto his belly, pulling his boxers down just enough to expose
the firm mounds of his delightfully smooth buttocks.

"Oh I think we can do better than that," I said, yanking
off his shorts.

He had a mischievous glint in his eyes as he glanced
over his shoulder. "Some how I knew you were going to do
that."


"Christ, you've got a pretty butt." I was practically
drooling down my chest. "It seems a shame to waste it on a
dildo."

Mark spread his legs showing off his impressive pair of
clappers. "No monkey business," he said. "I'm only
interested in the boy toy, nothing else." I laughed to
myself. Before I was finished with him, his tightly clinched
pucker would be begging to sample the real thing.

Dipping the fingers of one hand into the jar of lube, I
used the thumb and fore-finger of the other to spread apart
his tense butt cheeks. The ring of fine, blond hair
surrounded his plum colored orifice made my mouth
water. Hovering over his inviting young ass like a hungry
predator, I smeared the slipper lube up and down his gaping
fuck slit. The lustful flexing of his anxious butthole was
more of a temptation than I could resist. Mark gasped
sharply as I crammed a finger into his sweltering rectum.

"Shit," he moaned. "Take it easy, will yeah. I told
you, I'm a beginner. I've never tried anything like this
before."

"You've never had a finger up your ass?" I asked
suspiciously.

"Well, not exactly," said Mark. "I mean, I've fingered
my ass a few times while I was, your know, jacking off."

"I'll bet you like jacking off, don't you?"

"Who doesn't," he said.

With my finger still buried to my fist in his twitching
anal passage, I reached up under him and fondled his big,
hard cock. "I wouldn't do that for very long," Mark warned.
"I'm teetering on the edge of shooting my wad as it is."
There was nothing at all unappealing about feeling his gooey
spunk oozing between my fingers, but it was too soon. If he
got a nut now it might spoil what could result in a very
memorable experience.

Mark's timidness was rapidly falling by the way side.
The instant I pulled my finger out of his tight butthole he
rolled onto his back and stuck his long, slender legs
straight up in the air. "Try the dong," he panted
impatiently.

His beautiful fuckhole was primed for action. The head
of the latex dick easily slid past his outer rim of aching
muscle. His mouth dropped open, emitting a torrid gasp of
pleasure as I jammed the dong up to its spongy balls in the
dark, steamy depths of his convulsive orifice.

"Ooooh, God!" He wailed, his outstretched legs trembling
like a pair of reeds caught in a whirlwind.

"You like that don't you, man? You like having that boy
toy up your ass?"

I could see his cock heaving relentlessly on his firm,
flat belly, a steady flow of sticky pre-cum spewing from his
succulent pisshole. I pulled the dildo back to where only
the knobby head remained inside him. Again I crammed the
slimy prong into his rectum. Mark grunted with delight. "I
love it," he panted, pulling his gangly legs back so that his
knees were pressed tightly against his chest. "It feels
great. Don't stop! fuck my ass with that mean little
monster."

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