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The Freeballer in the Comet Store

Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: True Story, Blowjob, Boy, Cum Swallowing, Exhibitionism, Gay, Masturbation, Teen, Author: Bulge Voyeur, Rating: 72.7, Source: sexstories.com

It’s not often you see someone with “knock-‘em-dead” looks but just last month I spotted this guy in the “PlayStation” aisle and nearly walked into the pile of boxes on the corner! He was fucking gorgeous and I couldn’t believe my eyes. He was about 20, around 5’ 7”, slim and clean-shaven, with short dark hair, not black exactly but the colour of charcoal, neatly styled with a parting - in a modern but old-fashioned sort of way. He was ever-so-slightly olive-skinned, possibly Mediterranean extraction I thought, and he was a really smart dresser – totally overdressed for the Comet Store we were both in. He wore a crisp white, open-neck shirt and a pale grey V-neck pullover. His stylish “Aviator” sunglasses were casually hooked over the “V” of his pullover. But what caused me to nearly walk into the pile of boxes was his tight-fitting grey trousers, in that slightly silky, shiny material; he was a “freeballer”, if ever I saw one – and I saw one alright! As he moved along in front of the PlayStation display, I glimpsed the outline of something down the inside of his right leg. He stood still for a moment and as he shifted his weight from one hip to the other, I could clearly see his balls down his right trouser-leg. I even thought I glimpsed the slightly tumescent outline of a penis, ending in the neat but distinct mushroom shape of a cock-head. Phew! I walked back around the PlayStation display to the end of the aisle to get another look at him from the front. My eyes were ... nearly popping out of my head. He seemed so brazen; but not in a vulgar way you understand; it was just that he was SO beautiful and SO inherently sexy! Having nearly knocked over the pile of boxes at the corner of the display, I muttered the words “My God!” - under my breath, or so I thought. But he had heard me. “Excuse me?” he looked up at me with a querulous expression on his face. Caught out, tongue-tied and thrown, I was now standing directly in front of him and into his utterly gorgeous blue-grey eyes. I hesitated; then I said, “Sorry, I was just so overwhelmed by your staggering looks!” and politely smiled at him. As I heard the words leave my mouth, I thought “You stupid pillock! What on earth did you say that for! What if he thinks you’re being sarcastic?” But to my amazement, he just stood there looking at me with a slightly puzzled expression on his face. Then, slowly, a smile began to form and before I knew it, his face had broken into such a broad grin that I had to smile back. “Do you know,” he laughed, “You’re the only person to have ever said anything like that me! You’ve made my day!” “I can’t believe that,” I gushed – and then began to feel embarrassed. “I suppose you’re just a lecherous poof then,” he said, in a resigned sort of way that seemed to say, “It’s a pity the girls don’t think the same as you.” I began to wonder whether or not he was gay. I just shrugged and smiled apologetically. “Afraid so,” I confessed. He continued looking at me, weighing me up ...