My introduction into being a cock slave Vol1

I was your average suburban kid growing up in Idaho, I had two parents whom were married and loved me deeply. Mom worked 12 hour shifts at a telecommunications company and my dad was a military man stationed oversees. I enjoyed the simple pleasures that were afforded to a 14 year old boy in the summer of 82. I was a keen skateboarder and ran track in school which gifted me with a rather good body shape for my age, I stood roughly 5’5 with a skinny frame to match, my hair was long and scraggly typical of a skateboarder and my dress sense screamed “I live,sleep and breath skateboarding”. Before this point I hadn’t really taken any interests in sex with girls or boys for that matter and still giggled at the silly slang names people had for sexual acts and organs “creampie” ..”ball bags” lol. Yeah I was immature. That all changed in the summer of 83 just before my 15th birthday. I was in the mall looking for a particular set of high value rubber skateboard trick wheels that my mom promised to get me for my birthday but as soon as my mom saw the $120 dollar price tag a “hell no” look appeared across her face. No matter how much I pleaded and tried to explain the technical benefits these wheels would bring she was simply not budging. It was at this moment the employee working behind the counter interjected and added “they are really good wheels and all the kids are going crazy for them” to which my mom snapped back “then why don’t you give him $120 dollars for the damn wheels?!”..the man behind the counter went bright red in the face and apologised before moving off and pretending to stack books behind the counter. My mom was a lovely kind woman but she was no push over and prided herself in having the ability to look any man in the eye and say exactly how she felt. I’d given up all hopes of having these wheels and just settled with looking at them and sneaking a sniff of the rubber whenever I was sure no one was looking, at this moment mom turned to me and said she was heading to the shoe store and I could either follow her or hang about in the skateboard shop, I obviously chose the latter. She gave me a kiss on the cheek and said I shouldn’t leave the store and she’ll be back in an hour and with that off she went. Here I was alone in this shop with just me, my thoughts and this set of skateboard wheels. I new all my friends were going to make fun of me for declaring I was going to get the wheels only to return with a sob story and no wheels.Thoughts started creeping into my mind. “These wheels can easily fit in my pocket” …”I could pocket these wheels and ask mother for something else thus securing two gifts” …”I’ve been good all year so in a way I actually deserve these”. I’d made my mind up and once I was certain the man working behind the counter was distracted with one swift movement the Skateboard wheels was in my jacket pocket and I was heading out the store, my heart was beating and my palms was sweating profusely. The exit was in site and I had to practically force myself not to just bolt out the door, I was counting down how many seconds until I had reached the exit. 10 seconds…9 seconds….8 seconds…7 seconds….6 seconds….5 seconds…..4 seconds… STOP RIGHT THERE! bellowed a voice from behind me, only God knows why I didn’t make a run for it then and there but my legs froze and betrayed me, I was too nervous to turn around so just stood still while I heard heavy footsteps coming up behind me. The employee behind the counter grabbed me by my arm and ushered me through several back room doors before finally ending up in a backroom that was no bigger than a prison cell, it was obviously used to store brooms, mops and other pieces of clutter. He wasted no time in telling me that he was calling the cops and that he needed my moms number. I burst into tears and pleaded with him not to call the cops. He just smirked and responded with ” im calling the cops because you kids keep coming in here robbing, stealing and causing trouble “. I told him that we can make a deal that if he lets me go I will never enter this store again and I will put the word out to other kids that the store is a no go for shoplifting so steer clear “. He paused for a moment and responded with a smirk ” you call that a deal? ” … ” how about you’ll suck my 30 year old dick for a month or I’ll call your mom and the cops right now? ” … I paused… “are you being serious?” I asked nervously to which he responded “as serious as two heart attacks, I haven’t cum in a week and need to unload” with saying that he walked over and locked the door that we had walked through. I explained to him that I wasn’t into guys and that I was only 14 so half his age and that I had never done anything sexual with a person. This seemed to go in one ear and out the other as he slowly unbuckled his belt and leaned against a table full of clutter and junk. “Get on your knees” he said in a firm authoritative tone. I thought about running out the room screaming or hitting him with one of the brooms lying around but thought that it would be my word against his and I was on camera stealing the wheels so he would most definitely call the cops, I gave in and sunk to my knees in front of him. He smirked again and unzipped his fly and whipped out his small cock, it had a strong odour of fish and sweat and his pubes were bright red and poker straight he gave it 4 strokes and I grew to roughly 4 inches to which he rested his hands on his hips and gestured for me to suck it, I stalled for a second still taken a back by the sight and smell I was experiencing for the first time but eventually put the tip of this foreign object in my mouth and he responded with a low deep sigh. The taste was no where near as strong as the smell which was still offensive to my nostrils but I continued to suck the tip and flick my tongue back and forth over the opening at the tip. This went on for roughly 5 minutes before the fat employee stood up from the table and placed his hand on the back of my head and instructing me in a way a teacher would to “suck it deep and slow, let the drool build don’t worry about making a mess” I simply nodded as his cock was buried in my mouth and proceeded to take him deeper, his cock was now at full attention and stood roughly 5 inches rock hard with a tight pair of balls hanging closely underneath. I was now sucking his cock with a steady rhythm going deeper and deeper until my face was smashing against his pubic hair and his balls were making a wet patch on my chin, he twisted my shoulder length hair into a small messy ponytail so he could control the speed and depth I was sucking him. *slurp* *slurp* *slurp* was the only sound that could be heard in the room accompanied by the occasional splatter of my saliva hitting the cold tiled floor. This must have went on for 10 minutes when I noticed he was being rougher with me and was making noises that I couldn’t quite understand, his cock would pulse strongly every 10 seconds or so in contractions which I could feel against my bottom lip which made me nervous as I had an idea of what was about to happen. Guesswork was no longer necessary as he said in a stressed, breathless voice “OH God Im going to fill your fucking mouth” this made me stop for a second to look up at him for confirmation I heard what I thought I did to which he responded with “KEEP FUCKING SUCKING BOY!” *Slurp* *slurp* *slurp* …..”OH FUCK HERE IT IS….ARGHHHHHHHHH!!!” ..at first I couldn’t feel anything and felt a temporary sense of relief and thought “is that it?” ….then WOOOSH I felt a strong jet of liquid squirt up my tongue making me wretch accompanied by 2,3,4,5 jets of cum pumping in my mouth with such force that my face went red as a tomato as i was taken over by the shock of the amount of liquid I was being force fed, with each jet he let out a low “ahh” and I responded with a loud “oompf…oompf…oompf” sound as I tried to control my gag reflex. I had to pull my mouth off his cock so I could spit out what was in my mouth, I stood up with my hand covering my mouth and my cheeks obscenely bulging under the weight of his semen I desperately looked for somewhere to spit his foul tasting deposit but only could see the mop buckets so I spat his load in there and made a sour face as I got the full flavour his acrid tasting load. It resembled a salty chlorine cocktail with a bleachy musky scent. Once I had gathered my senses I asked the employee if we were even to which he simply chuckled and said “‘ll see you tomorrow same time” and showed me the way out, Once I was outside the store I realised that even though it felt as if I had been in there for hours and hours I had actually only departed from my mom just under an hour ago and could see her walking up towards me toting several shopping bags. Before she got close I quickly wiped off the dust on my knees and fixed my hair. “Hey hun you done looking at those silly wheels?” my mom asked innocently. “Umm yeah I think so, matter of fact I don’t even want them anymore mom” I said with a straight face. “You’ve been talking about them for ages what made you change your mind?” mom asked in a slightly concerned voice. “No reason, just don’t want them anymore” … luckily she never quizzed me any more on the subject and we departed from the mall. The ride home was bumpy and with each bump in the road I could feel the semen rising in my stomach “Hey mom can you pull over I don’t feel too good” mom found a small service stop for me to get out the car and get some fresh air but I had other things in mind, as soon as I exited the vehicle I hunched over and threw up chunks of this mornings breakfast, the blueberry slushy I had before entering the mall and thick white globs of cum. Mom heard me retching and exited the vehicle “Hun what on earth did you eat? ..what is that smell??”