At The Warehouse


  Art by Michael Kirwan — Story by Frank Decatur 


— originally published in BadPuppy issue #5 - April, 2003 issue —


You never know what will happen when you go looking for a job...

My friend Frankie and me had been hanging out since school let out about a year before. I guess you'd call us bad guys... my dad called us a couple of bums, but jobs were scarce and we were takin' a vacation after 12 grueling years of school.

Frankie and me were very tight... you might say we were closer than a lot of buddies because we had engaged in some pretty intimate stuff from time to time. Like, one night we got pretty hammered at a party and Frankie was going to stay at my house and we staggered home, crept upstairs to my room and went to bed. Frankie was in the twin bed next to mine and I was layin' there and he whispered, "Hey, Joey, whatcha doin?"

"Nuthin," I said. "Just trying to sleep."

"Man, I am drunk on my ass and horny as hell," Frankie whispered. "Do you think you could help me out?"

I peered across the moonlit room and saw this big dick sticking straight up from his belly. "What do you mean?" I whispered.

"Come on buddy, jack me a little."

I started to sweat but I got up and went over and sat on the edge of his bed and, with my hand shaking, I took hold of his hot, stiff dick and started pumping up and down.

"Ohhhh, fuck," he wailed. "That's so fucking good, man. Keep it up." And he reached over and fished my half hard dick out of my shorts and started jerking me off, too. It felt great and I started jerking his dick harder and there was some precum running down his cock, making it all slick.

"Ohhh, man, I wish I had a mouth on my dick," he moaned.


"Come on man, put it in your mouth... just a little... come on..."

"Naw," I said.

"Come on, like this," he said and rose up and leaned over my crotch and took my cock in his mouth and started sucking it. Well, one thing led to another and we were on the bed doing 69 and he started playing with my asshole and he talked me into letting him fuck me which was absolutely friggin' fantastic and I shot a load of come all over myself without even touching my dick, which caused him to go wild and shoot his load up my ass which felt fan-fucking-tastic, even though I walked funny for a couple of days from having that big, fat dick ravaging my asshole.

I am telling you this so you will know that we weren't exactly virgins when we got into it down at the factory district where we had gone to look for a job.

We were on our way to the Comfort Mattress Co., which is where my dad had worked, and we passed this place where a bunch of rough looking guys of all ages were taking a break at a loading dock, smoking cigarettes and drinking coffee.

As we passed them, one old dude, bald, fat, with a white mustache, whistled at us.
"Hey, cutie boys!" he hollered.

"Go fuck yourself you old fat fuck!" Frankie shouted back.

The next thing we knew, all of the guys got up and were following us. This created a problem because we realized that we were in a blind alley with no escape in sight.
We stopped and turned around.

"What the fuck you want?" Frankie, always the diplomat, asked.

"You a couple of wise-asses, right?" this big, black dude asked.

"Yeah, you two little farts think you're big stuff, dontcha?" the bald guy challenged us.

"And what you gonna do about it?" I piped in.

"Well," this kinda ugly guy with tattoos all over his arms, growled. "We think you ought to apologize to Lester here."

"Fuck him," I said.

"No, fuck you!" the old guy said. "Grab 'em, boys! They pounced on us and dragged us back to their warehouse, across this huge room filled with mattresses and into what must have been a show room made up to look like a regular bedroom.

They threw us on the bed and were standing around us and I was now getting worried.
"Don't hurt us!" I begged.

"Naw, we ain't gonna hurt you, we're just gonna fuck you," one of the guys, a scrawny fuck with a beard and long hair muttered as he unzipped his fly and fished out his long, skinny dick.

Well, before you could say cocksucker, they had us stripped and we were sucking big, small, skinny, fat, brown, white and black cock as they took turns fucking our faces.

"I'm gonna get me some boy ass!" the black guy said, pulling his big, hard cock out of my mouth and going around the bed.

The next thing 1 knew, my legs were up in the air and about ten inches of black dick was working itself up my young, tight pink asshole.

"Uggghhh!" I heard Frankie mutter next to me and I turned to see him getting his ass sucked by the tattooed guy. He didn't seem to mind at all… as a matter of fact he was reaching back and spreading his cheeks so the guy could get more of his tongue up his ass.

Meanwhile, Blackie had his dick buried in my ass and was fucking me hard when the scrawny black dude came over and stuck his dick in my mouth. So I'm sucking and moaning and getting my asshole reamed and Frankie is moaning and sucking dick while the old fat guy is fucking him up the ass.

Finally, after they'd taken turns fucking us fore and aft, they shoved us down on the bed and they all stood around and jerked off on us. We looked like bowls of gravy train there was so much splooge all over our faces and hair and bellies.

Well, we got dressed and got the hell out of there and, would you believe this? We went straight home to my place and sucked each other off.

As we lay on my bed smoking a cigarette, Frankie looked over at me and smiled. "I guess you and me are homos, right?"

"Yeah, I guess so. I sure liked all that shit that was going down. How about you?"

"Well, I guess you're right, but what are we going to do about it?"

"Guess we'll go down to the warehouse tomorrow. Wanna?"

"Fuck, yeah," I replied.

So, me and Frankie went back to the warehouse the next day, and this time the guys didn't have to threaten us. We just walked right in and they followed us and we took off our clothes and I said, "Okay, which of you skeevy fuckers wants my ass first?"

The big black dude got down on his knees by the edge of the bed, spread my cheeks and started eating my ass, slurping up and down the crack and then tongue fucking me until I thought I'd scream.

"Put that big fat cock in me," I wailed, fingering my asshole as he put on a condom and greased up his dick."

After he finished fucking me, one of the guys said, "Why don't you two young dudes fuck each other and we'll watch."

"Wanna?" I asked Frankie.

"Yeah," he grinned, pumping his cock and looking at me.

"Eat my ass first," I said, and Frankie got me face down and ass-up and ate my ass until spit was running down my legs, and then he slid that big fuckstick up my ass and was fucking me, making swirling motions with his ass so that he was hitting every nook and cranny of my fuck hole. I was jerking my cock and moaning and suddenly Frankie slammed his dick into me as the big black dude slammed his dick into Frankie.

"Ohhh, fuck!" Frankie muttered and kept fucking me as his own asshole was being pounded.

"I started getting hotter and hotter and the other black guy gets onto the bed in front of me and I swallow his cock and the motion of Frankie fucking me moves my head back and forth and then the guy starts moaning and hangs onto my ears until I feel this hot splurge of splooge hit my tonsils and I start swallowing as my own cum shoots out of my dick and all over the bed. Frankie starts really pounding my ass, faster and faster and I'm getting more and more anxious because I've already shot my load and want his dick out of there. I don't have to wait too long until he grabs my asscheeks and lets out a howl and I feel the first hot wad of jizz shoot into my ass followed by spurt after spurt of hot Frankie jizz lining the walls of my tender ass.

Well. It's been six months now and Frankie and me are now working at the mattress factory. Turns out the fat guy is the foreman - his name is George - and the guys have been swinging with each other for a long time, making me wonder about dad. My dad is now off my back but all of his old co-workers are now on my back... day after day. Those mattresses are really getting the test for endurance before we pack 'em and ship 'em.



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