I was standing at one of the booths, reading the description of the movies featured, when you walked by. You were wearing sweat pants, and the front of them were tented by the big hardon between your legs.

I followed you to the back of the bookstore, and you entered a booth, leaving the door open. I acted like I was reading the movie descriptions, and you said, "Come in here. Hurry up." I did, and immediately sank to my knees to get a good view of that enormous bulge in your pants. You slid them down off your hips, and your length bounced around, free, magnificent and powerful, the shaft thick and veiny, the head like a thick swollen plum looking as if it was about to burst. There was a droplet of precum on the end of your thingy, and you put one hand on my head, and took your length and wiped the drop across my lips, making them slick and hot, feeling your big muscle twitch against my lips. You worked your thingy back and forth across my mouth, and slowly eased the tip into me. I closed my lips tightly on the head, and sucked, pulling another hot drop of precum into my mouth, tasting you, intoxicated by the the rich flavor of it. You kept your hand on my head, and gently urged me down the shaft of your length, moving your hips against me, giving me your meat a little deeper with each forward thrust. You kept doing that until you had the full thick length in me, my nose buried in the hot fur surrounding your length, inhaling your masculine scent, and then you put both hands on me and began playing my mouth, stroking me with the full length of it, pulling it all the way out so just the head was in my mouth, feeling it pulsate and throb, and then you thrust it back deep inside me, feeling the thick tip penetrated into my throat, making you moan, and then you let me have the full unbridled strength of your hips as you played me in the mouth, banging your hips against my face, pulling my hair as you ground your hot bush against me, and then you yanked me tight to your groin and unloaded powerful jets of thich sperm straight down my throat, geyser after hot volcanic geyser deep inside me, and then as you spurted your final load, you yanked your thingy out of my throat, and rewarded me with that final gusher all over my tongue, letting me taste your virile essence. Then you slammed your thingy home inside me and held me there till the jerking throbbing pulsating passion subsided, and you were satisfied.

I pulled away from you, and said, "thanks, " and you said, "No, thank you!" You asked me for my phone number and you came and played me uncountable times over the next few months.