Originally published in Honcho magazine - July, 1995

Serving hot & juicy boy sandwiches

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It would be hot as hell if it wasn't for the wind blowing across the lake toward the little snack shack where I work. For the benefit of the owners of the cabins situated around the lake, the store is placed right at the end of the boat dock. Today, the late August sun is beating down on the roof something awful. Working here is just a summer job for me, but I'm glad to have it since jobs are so scarce in these parts for college students.

The store is actually just an open-front shack, with one long front counter and a heavy wooden drop-front flap to secure it when closed. The customers stand outside on the dock and ask for the stuff they want. A narrow, curtain-covered doorway at the back opens into a ten by twelve foot storage shed where the extra groceries and supplies are kept that can't be displayed on the shelves or piled on the counter.

I watched the sun begin to drop toward the tree line across the lake while I waited for the little flurry of business we normally get around five o'clock in the afternoon. I was already looking forward to cooling off with a swim after closing time at six.

Charles, the other clerk, had gone to grab a late lunch, and I wondered if he would bother to come back at all since it was his last day before leaving for a week to take care of some personal business in the city. Thinking about him made my cock stir a little in my swimming trunks.

Charles has a great body. He's six feet tall, like me, and we're the same age: twenty-two. The biggest contrast between us is his shiny chocolate-colored skin and dark hair. My skin is light — but deeply tanned — and my hair is sun-streaked brown. We had reached an agreement early in the summer that each other's ass was off-limits. The few times he allowed me to suck as much of his foot-long dick as I could manage, he had stopped me when I tried to maneuver my finger between his gorgeous ass cheeks. Both of us were always on the lookout for new manholes to explore. I kept wishing he would give in and let me stuff my stiff cock up his virgin ass for a deep-dicking I was sure he would enjoy.

"Hi! Am I late? I'm the replacement for Charles." The voice startled me out of my fantasy. I turned to see Cory leaning against the counter.

"No, you're just in time to help with the late afternoon rush," I replied. Cory hadn't changed a bit since he had worked here during the month of June, right after he graduated from high school. I hadn't seen him for the past couple of months. Before he had to go into the city to work some vacation relief in his father's hardware store, we had a good thing going for about four weeks.

It had taken some persistent effort on my part to convince Cory that his ass was hotter than the summer sun. After two days persuasion, he finally agreed to go skinny-dipping with me in a private cove. Less than ten minutes after we got in the water, he was getting his bare ass finger-fucked.

The seduction started with a little splashing and shoving, then our wrestling and hugging developed into some organized grabbing of his beautiful ass. His dick was rock-hard when I nudged my fingertip against his tight pucker. He got really excited by the sensations this caused, and he didn't stop me when I rammed my whole finger inside him. After a furious finger-fuck that really had the water splashing, he only objected weakly when I used his stiff dick like a wagon tongue to lead him out of the water and into the bushes.

"Ohhh, what are you doing now?" he whimpered softly when I bent him forward and brushed the tip of my stiff dick against his virgin ass-lips.

"Just taking care of business," I said. That dumb answer seemed to satisfy him because, without another word, he wiggled his ass back onto my probing dick and let me butt-fuck him with my rigid ten inches.

Cory liked taking care of business. After that first time when I slipped my cock into his newly aroused fuck-hole, Cory was always ready to get cock-stuffed again. We never lived together, but during those weeks we spent a lot of time in bed. There had even been a few episodes in the back seat of my car when Cory was too heated to wait until we got to his apartment or mine. During the entire month of June we were together constantly, and I dipped my wick in his virgin-no-more ass almost every day.

Cory looked exactly the same as he did in June, with curly blond hair, bright blue eyes, pointy nipples on giant pecs, and a washboard belly. He also had those same muscular thighs he learned to wrap tightly around my hips while I fucked the bejesus out of him.

After he darted around and came in through the small side door, I saw his perfect ass hadn't changed either. His buttocks were round and slightly oversized, pushing out against his swimming trunks like a couple of full-grown melons. He blushed when he saw me looking at his ass, and the back seam of his trunks dipped invitingly between the twin mounds when his dick swelled enough to push out the front of his trunks.

"The owner told me that you were going to replace Charles while he's away. It's been a long time, Cory. I've missed you," I smiled as I shook his hand. I pulled him closer and my free hand automatically glided down his back to cup one of his ass cheeks, giving it a welcoming squeeze. "I've missed this pretty ass, too."

Cory blushed a deeper red under his tan while he returned my greeting by letting the back of his hand brush nervously over my bulging crotch. "I've missed you too," he whispered hoarsely.

"Have you been saving it for me?" I asked, grinning at his embarrassment while I played with his ass with both hands. He was so shy, I was willing to bet my paycheck that he hadn't found anyone in the city to fuck him. "We'll have to take care of business right after work."

I refreshed Cory's memory about the things in stock and then sent him back into the storeroom to bring out some more six-packs of beer. While he was rummaging around back there, Charles finally got back from lunch. His dark skin really contrasted with the bright yellow jersey shorts he had changed into. The shorts fit snugly around his narrow hips, stretched smoothly over his big buttocks, and emphasized the enormous bulge of his big dick. Those buttocks had been the focus of my attention all summer and today they looked more beautiful than ever.

"Sorry I took so long," he apologized, "I was getting some stuff packed for my trip and lost track of the time. I still have some things to...." He stopped talking when Cory came out of the store room carrying a stack of six-packs. Charles' eyes took in Cory's curving pecs and muscled thighs, and then, closely inspected his oversized buttocks when Cory turned to place the beer on a shelf. Cory smiled shyly when I introduced them. They shook hands for a longer time than I thought necessary. Charles was definitely interested in his hot body and Cory got the unspoken message right away.

Just then a customer walked up. Out of the comer of my eye I could see Charles step up close and whisper in Cory's ear. Cory grinned and blushed shyly before he whispered back. My lip-reading is pretty poor, but I could guess that Charles was telling Cory about his twelve-inch dick that he wanted to use to measure the inside of Cory's pretty ass. Cory seemed embarrassed at being asked to give his ass to someone he had just met. After all, Cory and I had known each other for two whole days before I fucked him.

During a lull in business, I saw Charles reach out to fondle Cory's ass for about the fourth time. I waited on another customer, and when I looked around, the doorway curtain was closing behind them. Luckily, the placement of the door allowed me to see, but the view of anyone standing in front of the counter was blocked by a stack of boxes.

Under the bottom of the curtain, I saw Cory's heels were planted firmly between Charles' feet. The breeze flapped the curtain just enough for me to see that Cory's trunks were slid down in back. Charles' hands were moving, carefully exploring the smooth curves of Cory's bare buttocks. Cory's naked ass got bounced around pretty good before Charles spread those ass cheeks apart. His finger located Cory's tight pucker and started toying with it by drawing little circles around and around it. Cory struggled to get his trunks back up, but Charles' hand kept getting in the way, preventing them from being pulled up into place. Unexpectedly, Cory's hips flexed back. His hole opened like a delicate flower, and the moist lips strained to give Charles' active fingertip a quick little kiss. Then another.

I had to help another customer just when Charles' fingertip started to rub more firmly around the wildly spasming hole. Whether he was ready or not, I figured Cory was about to get spun around for a glad-to-meet-you, stand-up fuck.

Three customers arrived together and I proceeded to help them. To my surprise, both Charles and Cory came back to the counter to help with the customers. I noticed that Cory's waistband was turned completely inside-out in the back from yanking them up so quickly to escape Charles' exploring fingers.

About 5:15, I looked over at the curtained opening when Cory got drawn into the storeroom again. This time when the curtain moved in the breeze, I caught glimpses of him twisting and squirming around in the dim light. Charles had pulled Cory further back into the storeroom this time and Cory's trunks were quickly shoved down around his knees. Charles' knit shorts were still fastened but he had slipped his monster dick out through a stretchy leg opening. Their height made them a perfect match for what Charles had in mind. Standing flat-footed with Cory's bare ass firmly pulled back against his crotch,

Charles' protruding cock was fitted horizontally under the split of Cory's bountiful ass cheeks. All twelve inches of cock kept sliding smoothly back and forth between Cory's muscular thighs, and the bright pink head of Charles' black dick extended several inches beyond the front of Cory's thighs. Cory's balls were lifted up against the base of his tall-standing cock with each forward push. Cory had his shoulders back with his chest thrust forward. His taut nipples popped out from the lower edges of his arching pecs in half-inch points. Cory had a tight grip on Charles' wrists, but I wasn't sure whether Cory was trying to pull his hands away from his tingling nipples or urging him to roll them between his forefingers and thumbs. From the open-mouthed expression on Cory's face, I knew he was overwhelmed by the sensations caused by those nipple-pinching fingers and that constantly sliding cock. When Cory helplessly spread open his thighs and tilted his pelvis, Charles' cock began to rub back and forth directly across his quivering pucker. He looked so heated, I was absolutely certain he was going to get fucked now.

Watching him struggle around inside the storeroom with the top of Charles' long love-rod massaging his spasming ass-lips, I figured any help from them was lost for the rest of the shift. They surprised me again a few minutes later when they came out to help me with customers. I decided Cory's serious doubts about taking a twelve-inch prong had influenced him to get away a second time.

Cory's face was flushed with excitement and he couldn't seem to concentrate on what the customers wanted. Charles, on the other hand, seemed sharp and keen, and the big wet circle on the front of his yellow shorts was the only indication that he was distracted. The spot probably would wetter if he hadn't gotten to dry it off a little between Cory's sizable buns.

Shortly before the store was to close at six o'clock, Charles strolled over to where Cory and I were straightening up some loaves of bread on the counter. "If you think you can handle it by yourself, Cory and I are going to take a break now," Charles said. The startled look that Cory gave Charles was priceless. The break idea was apparently a surprise to him.

"Yeah, go ahead. It's going to be slow until closing anyway," I responded, figuring they were leaving whether I agreed or not.

With a tight grip on his biceps, Charles started guiding Cory toward the curtained opening before he could say anything. Charles' free hand eased down Cory's back to feel his curving ass cheeks. Luckily nobody came up to the counter, because Charles' hand darted to Cory's waistband and pulled his swimming trunks halfway down to his knees with one swift yank. Cory's protest quickly became a long, drawn out moan when Charles' middle finger delved into the deep valley between his naked buttocks and immediately plunged to the second knuckle into his slick opening. It was obvious that Charles really meant business this time and didn't plan on letting Cory escape again. Cory's hand reached back grasp Charles' wrist, but it was already too late to stop the finger action. He pistoned it in and out steadily, plunging deeper with every thrust.

When Cory reached back to tug at Charles' wrist, the back of his hand accidentally brushed against the thick hard rod that was pushing up through Charles' waistband. His lengthening dick was already extending well past his navel.

"Ohhh, Charles, what are you doing?" Cory groaned while his hand turned to grope the towering rod. "I told you that's too big!"

The steady finger-thrusts easily propelled him toward the privacy behind the curtained opening. Cory's jiggling buttocks straddled Charles' actively working wrist as he hurried him along. Cory unexpectedly stopped, his last minute reluctance probably inspired by the survey of his fingers up and down the length of Charles' massive dick.

"You're so big," Cory whimpered weakly. "Maybe we shouldn't."

Powerful cramming of Charles' finger up his steamy butt prompted Cory to rise up on his tiptoes and quick-step forward. The vigorous finger-fucking that followed propelled his bouncing ass through the doorway and out of sight.

I could hear Cory's muffled voice. "Quit doing that! Stop it now! Take your fingers out! Quit! I mean it! Stop! Oh, please, stoooooop! Ohhhhh."

There was a momentary lull in his protests, followed by some muffled gasping and moaning. Then I heard Cory's excited murmuring. "Be careful! Don't put it in too fast. Ooh, yeah! Just a little more! That feels so... so... Ohhhhhh, yeaahhh!"

When I peeked through the curtain I saw Cory's swimming trunks were now dangling like a flag from one ankle of his uplifted legs. He was flat on his back on a stacked row of beer cases, with his toes pointing toward the ceiling.

Charles' hands gripped Cory's ankles, holding his flailing legs straight up in the air while he stuffed another few inches of ebony cock into the rapidly expanding entrance at the base of the vee formed by Cory's spread-open thighs. Cory's ass-lips were stretched snugly around the thick shaft as inch after inch penetrated him. Cory alternately cried out for him to stop, and then begged eagerly for him to put it in deeper!

I knew from personal experience that urgent fingering of his hole always aroused Cory in a hurry, so I wasn't surprised to see him humping his ass furiously to get more cock as quickly as possible into his impatient love-hole. It only took a couple of minutes before Charles' twelve inches had disappeared.

With skilled movements, Charles' glistening fuck-pole began to piston steadily. Cory spread his thighs wide open and his juicy cock slapped wetly against his heaving belly, keeping time with Charles' rhythmic stroking.

"Ohhhh," Cory moaned deliriously. "I can feel it way up inside me... Ohhhh yeahhh... You're way up in there!" Cory lifted his ass, shoving against the huge dick every time it penetrated him, welcoming each deep thrust of the enormous cock between his contracted buns. Charles leaned farther between the rib-gripping thighs until his chest brushed tantalizingly against Cory's pointy nipples.

"Ohhh," Cory pleaded as this added nipple-action caused him to unintentionally hump his butt even faster. "Give it all to me!"

"That's what I'm doing, baby," Charles urged, not missing a stroke in the hot fucking. "That's it. Lift your ass like that. Just like that. Oh, yeah, baby, that's it!" Charles' strategy to get Cory's super-hot ass had worked very well.

I quickly lowered the heavy wooden flap to close the store and hurried into the storage area, stripping off my swimming trunks as I ran. Cory was totally lost in the rapture of the prostate massage he was receiving, and Charles was too preoccupied to notice me when my fingers separated the flexing globes of his upraised buttocks. Charles' ass-lips were inspired to unfurl spasmodically when I pushed my face into his crack and shoved my tongue into the clenched opening. It swiftly relaxed, and the whole length of my tongue slid right up inside his silken hole.

"Oh, wait... Wait!" Charles gasped in astonishment when he felt my tongue wriggling inside him. His hips didn't miss a stroke into Cory's butt while his ass cheeks quivered against each side of my face. I swirled my tongue around in his relaxing hole, and then, began to dart it in and out. Charles' muscular ass cheeks, already tense from the pleasure generated by his dick in Cory's virgin-tight hole, pushed back helplessly against my talented tongue. "Oh, yeah!" Charles moaned in confusion, "That feels so wild."

I finally had him right where I had wanted him since the beginning of the summer. His ass was totally heated and ready to be cock-stuffed!

Charles' eyes glazed over with new-found desire. He whimpered dazedly when he looked back over his shoulder and saw my cock standing tall and rigid. I let him get a good look at my throbbing dick before I guided it down for insertion between his virgin buttocks to give him the fuck he needed. He wiggled helplessly, pushing his butt back against my penetrating knob. With a firm grip on his hips, I eased him back onto my thick love-rod, letting my rubbery cock-head probe into his moist, fluttering cavity. It was a tight fit, but in less than a minute I already had more than half of my ten inches stuffed up his cherry-busted asshole.

"Take some more of my dick," I urged. "You know you want it!"

Charles wiggled his ass restlessly, lifting it higher to help with the tight fit of things as several more inches of hard cock disappeared between his quivering ass cheeks.

"I want it," he gasped. "Do it to me!"

Charles moaned constantly until I had the entire length stuffed into him, not stopping until his passion pit was packed full. When I lowered my chest against Charles' sweaty back, Cory wrapped his legs around us both and let his heels ride on my moving ass.

For almost an hour, Charles got the first deep-ass screwing of his life. All the while I fucked him, his dick continued to piston in and out of Cory's welcoming hole.

Finally, we all were cum-spent and limp. Charles' ass was full to overflowing and Cory was in a puddle of jizz with his ass cum-filled and well-fucked.

I whispered softly into Charles' ear, "Nice tight ass, baby, and so needy and willing!"

When I released him, Charles jumped up and pulled on his shorts quickly. He left without saying a word. I watched his just-fucked, bowlegged strides as he crossed the dock. His buttocks were curved back as if he could still feel my big cock ramming up between them. Charles telephoned two days later to find out how to contact Cory. He wants to get together with him again when he gets back to the lake. Cory is looking forward to his return too, so I convinced him it would be easier for Charles to locate him if he stayed with me in my apartment. In the meantime, I'm keeping him well-fucked so he won't miss Charles' big dick too much.

I'm going to have a welcome home party at my place. Cory wants to have beer and pretzels, but I'm planning something really special — another Charles sandwich!

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