Carter Cafe

I had been washing dishes at the Carter Café for about a month when I was asked by the manager if I sucked cock. To say I was stunned would be an understatement.

I found work at the Carter Café after hitching my way to Carterville, Ohio in the summer of 1992. I had left home as a result of my family finding out I was a cocksucker. I had just turned 20 and was caught sucking a guy in his car by the local Constable. The Constable instead of arresting me took me home and told my family. The next day I headed out of town

What stunned me most was how he knew I was a cocksucker. He said, "I can make things easy or hard for you. If you want easy you will suck my cock." I was desperate for my job so I opted for the easy and said, "Okay I will suck your cock."

"Stick around after the Café closes," he said.

What he didn't know I had been wanting to suck some cock ever since I arrived in Carterville.

I had sucked off my first cock at the Junior College in my home town. I had sucked off my English instructor for a passing grade. I was a mediocre student at best and my future was not in school. What I learned at Junior College was how much I loved sucking cock and swallowing cum.

I had finished washing my last load of dishes when the Manager showed. He fished out an already hard cock and said, "On your knees."

His cock was hard I assumed in anticipation of me sucking him off. Regardless, I engulfed it and blew him away with my cock sucking skills. "Oh my I've hit the jackpot," he said. I proceeded to give him my best.

My best was better than he had ever received and he quickly lost control and filled my mouth. He came too quickly to suit me but I greedily swallowed his cum.

"That was a great blow job," he said. I just smiled.

"I would love for you to suck me off every day. You good for that?" He asked. I nodded in the affirmative.

I later found out he had one of the waitresses sucking him off before me but she was now history after I sucked him.

The next time I was sucking him he asked, "Have you ever been fucked?" I answered truthfully and said no.

"I've never fucked a guy but damn I feel like I would love to fuck you. It's just a feeling I have." he said. Nothing more was said and I continued to suck him off every day.

I was happy in Carterville. I had a job and was sucking a nice cock several times a day. Life was good.

Then the idea of the Manager fucking me raised its ugly head again. But sucking at the Café was one thing fucking was not. The Manager invited me to his house. I was worried if I turned him down, I might get fired. Little did I know I had the real power. He wanted me sucking him as much or more than I wanted to suck him.

I was trembling when I knocked on his door. He opened the door and was standing fully nude with his hard cock standing straight out from his abdomen. I sensed he had been stroking. I figured if I sucked him, he would forget the fucking part, but he had other plans. He had given it some thought and figured if he fucked me, he would cum too fast. Therefore, he planned to have me suck him off first. I was more than happy to suck him.

I proceeded to give him an awesome blow job. I did my best and found my own cock was hard as a rock and leaking cum. After finishing him off and swallowing his load, he said, "Off with your clothes." I reluctantly discarded my clothes. We were both naked. He seemed a bit surprised seeing me with a rock-hard cock dripping cum causing him to smile.

He sensed I was ready to be fucked but I was anything but, I was nervous as hell. I thought I was going to have to suck him hard again but his cock never went down.

He ordered me to my hands and knees. I saw that he was greasing his cock with lubricant. Before presenting his cock to my asshole he greased by asshole. I was now ready for his hard cock. Damn I wished I was at the Café washing dishes.

When he presented his cock to my asshole my sphincter resisted but gave way and his cock entered my ass with some minor pain. I expected worse. As his cock delved deeper, he made contact with my prostate sending a warm feeling thru my entire core. It felt wonderful. Getting fucked was really not bad at all. When he went balls to the wall, I knew I had accepted his entire hard cock.

He began fucking me. Slowly at first but building up speed until he was pounding my poor ass. Damn I liked it. My own cock was hard as a rock and leaking cum.

His pounding was causing me to near orgasm. I was gonna cum from getting fucked. Holy smokes!

When he unleashed his cum deep in my bowels, I blew my load on the floor. It was my best orgasm ever. I was freshly fucked and drained at the same time.

"Your now my bitch," he said. I could only nod yes. I am not only a first-class cocksucker I am now a first-class bottom. Come to Carterville and see for yourself.