Dormant Desires part 1

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Dormant Desires part 1I had the life I always thought everyone wanted me to have. A great job, a dating life full of beautiful women where relationships always seemed to just not work out for one reason or another but I was always quick to the next one and just going with the flow. I spent a lot of the little free time I had in the gym working hard to achieve the body I wanted and carefully putting together the look of a successful bachelor alpha male who from the outside looking in, had everything a mens magazine tells you to have in order to be a man. How had this happened so quickly? how had I with a simple twist of fate, been reignited and now as I kneel on the floor of my double wide shower, eyes closed, swallowing a big hot load of cum and moaning like it was the best meal I’d ever eaten felt like this is the only place I ever wanted to be. How did it happen? truthfully it happened a long time before this moment, when I was a younger boy fully enflamed in hormones and fantasies of sex that I first lost control of myself and then locked it away for what now felt like far too long. This is my story, my journey really, from a young guy with all kinds of misplaced emotions and pressures, to a young man reborn in the knowledge that his true place in the bedroom and in life. is naked, on his knees or back, serving his masters cock and being happy in the gift of providing pleasure gives to every naturally born submissive. This story starts the summer before I left for college. I had gotten a job working retail and my parents had decided since I was old enough now would be a good time for them to take a dream trip they had wanted to take for a long time and let me know they would be gone for the majority of the summer months and that I’d be on my own and responsible for the house while they were gone. to a young k** this is paradise. my parents house was modest but had a really secluded back yard I had taken to going out there when it was warm and no one was home and undressing totally to play with my cock under the fresh air and at this güvenilir canlı bahis siteleri point all I could think about was how I was going to spend the next two months with uninterrupted access to this. My new job started roughly a week before my parents left and it was typical retail entry level stuff, sweeping the floors and restocking shelves full of tacky mens club wear and shiny womens dresses. The uniform for the guys who worked there was simple, blue or black jeans (fitted) and a fitted white crewneck or v neck t shirt that had to be wrinkle free. I had bought two pairs of pants that would last me through the summer, one was a really tight pair of blue jeans that I hadn’t tried on and then couldn’t return but felt they’d stretch out with wear. The second was a pair of black pants which I ruined the first time I tried to wash them leaving me down to one outfit that I had to make last through the summer. MY daily schedule had become pretty much the same thing that I’d work mostly day shifts during the week when the store was less busy, then I’d come home and either go out with friends or make up an excuse so I could enjoy my private backyard or the glow of my computer screen slowly jerking my young cock until I covered my stomach with hot cum. The store was usually pretty dead with a few exceptions. One of these exceptions would come to change my life in ways I could never have imagined and this is how I first met Richard. The store was dead and the day was really hot, one of the hot days where people just stay put and don’t go shopping. My manger had put me on the floor to help customers but I had spent the majority of my morning staring at my shoes counting the seconds until I could go home and lie under the heat pleasuring myself. I first noticed the two women, they were talking to each other joking about one of the more revealing dresses we sold and how they each should wear it out, with glistening cocoa skin and hair dyed in different colours at different areas I started to walk towards them perabet giriş to see if I could do something, anything to break how bored I was. They both seemed larger than me, louder, taller Iwas 5’8 and really slight at that age, with a boyish haircut and not a single hair on my face and I asked them if they needed help with anything and one of the two said “yeah she want that dress over there in the smallest size you got”. I looked back and noticed it was the same dress they had been laughing about before and when I looked back to them they both burst out laughing causing me to smile and join in. As we were joking I didn’t notice the man they were with until he had walked up beside them and asked what was so funny. This was Richard, or Rich as everyone called him. Older than all of us he looked to be in his 30s wearing a tshirt showing off a muscular body and a pair of khaki pants with converse. I liked his look immediately and in my head I made a note to copy that look even though I did not look like Richard. Very dark skinned with a wide smile and a nice relaxing vibe that made me relaxed at his intrusion. We explained the situation to him and he laughed shaking his head and said thank you to me for the help but they were just looking. I smiled and said “no problem, my name is Eric if you guys need any help I’ll just be over here, enjoy” nd flashed my best salesperson smile at them before walking off. When I turned around I was walking towards a floor length mirror and looked up to see what I thought was Richard look me up and down with a smirk on his face before looking up and catching me seeing this. He turned back to the two women and I went about my day not thinking much about what I thought I saw. About a week after this I was walking home from getting myself a freeze when a car pulled up beside me and out of the window someone said “Nce outfit eric where have I seen that before?” I looked in the window and it was the guy from the store a week ago, how embarrassing was it that I was dressed in nearly a carbon copy perabet güvenilir mi of what he had on when I last saw him. I stammered “yeah well I…” smiling at me, he said “I’m flattered actually don’t be worried haha, where you headed on this lovely day?” I told him I was walking back home and that id just gone to the store and how he was doing he explained he was just out for a drive and he spotted my outfit first “and I think to myself do I dress like a whiteboy?? hahaha” I laughed nervously and sucked on my freeze and he asked if I wanted a ride back and I tried to explain that it wasn’t too far and he insisted, telling me I was so nice to his sisters that he felt it was the least he could do. I agreed and got in the car with him, I don’t remember what it was but it was a nice decent car. The kind of car someone in their 30s would drive which is to say way nicer than any of the cars my friends drove. When we puilled down my street he had already introduced himself as Rich and asked what I was doing for the rest of the day, told him I had some stuff to do at home and he asked if I wanted to park somewhere and he’d smoke me a joint once again saying how nice I was to his sisters and how flattered he was about the clothing. We parked a couple of blocks away and we smoked a little joint that gave me a really nice buzz making me just want to rush home to my backyard We hung out a little longer then he said he should get me back home before my parents worried and I said they were out but that I still needed to get home to finish chores and he dropped me off. I thanked him for the ride and the joint and he said no problem and handed me apiece of paper with his number on it, telling me we should hang sometime. I took it and smiled and watched him drive off before walking in to the house. As soon as I closed the door I started to undress and left my shorts in the hall, my t shirt by the back door, and my underwear on the walkway to the lawn. Laying down I ran my hands down my legs before licking my palms and starting to stroke my cock. I raised myknees up so my balls could hang down and closed my eyes. I pictured dark skin nd my heart started to pound as I furiously beat my cock on the lawn of my parents backyard. That’s when I heard knocking at the gate and Rich’s voice whisper. Hi again Ian…. To be continued.

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