All of the characters in this story are older than 18.
I woke up early the next day and slipped out of the bed. My cousin had held me close all night like his own personal call and so I really didn't want to get up. I went in the bath room and showered and cleaned myself up. I made sure to shave again so that my entire body would be smooth in case anything should happen later in the day. I had grabbed a thong out of the stash my cousin had given me and put it on. I loved the way that it felt in my ass crack as it rubbed gently against my boi pussy.
I pulled on some shorts and a t-shirt and walked out into the living room. My aunt was sitting there drinking her morning coffee. I could sense she was wanting to ask me something but was holding back.
"Could you run into town for me and get some things from the grocery store?" She asked as she handed me list and 40 dollars. I didn't have time to really think about it as I shuffled out to the car. "Tell Mr Shealy I said hello," was what I heard as I shut the car door.
Mr Shealy was the manager at the grocery store in town. He was an older black gentleman who always had a kind word to say to my aunt whenever we were in the store. I drove into town and when I got to the store there were only a few patrons shopping and so I started on the hunt to find all the items on my list.
I had almost everything on the list in the cart and was searching for the last few items. I couldn't find one thing in particular. I was squatting down looking on the bottom shelf when I heard a warm deep voice ask if I needed help. I stood up and smiled and said hello to Mr Shealy.
"Aunt Nanny said to tell you hello. Im looking for this can you help me find it?" I asked. Mr Shealy smelled really nice and I never noticed how tall and how broad his shoulders were. I couldn't help but glance at his crotch and wonder what was hidden in his pants. Id noticed myself doing this more and more lately.
"I think I have some of that in the back, give me a second and Ill be right back." Mr Shealy walked up front and told his cashier that he would be in the back looking for a specialty item for a customer. He came back to where I was standing and then we walked into the back storeroom together. "Your Aunt Nanny is one of my most special customers, how has she been doing," he asked as he searched for the mysterious item.
"Can I help you with anything Mr. Shealy," I asked as I walked over closer to him.
"Well could you check out that bottom shelf for me," he said as he pointed to the shelf immediately to his right. I knelt down and could feel the cool air hit the small of my back as my shirt lifted up. Mr Shealy cleared his throat and kinda whistled and said, "What do we have here?"
I thought he had found what he was looking for and I guess he kind of did. I looked up and he was staring at my exposed thong. He strode across the room in a few steps and locked the door and then sauntered back towards me and smiled as he looked down at me.
"So boy what are you doing wearing a thing like that? Those are for girls. Or maybe sissys. Are you one of those sissies?" As he was talking he was rubbing the front of his pants and I could see the outline of his cock as it was getting hard. A primal urge came over him and as I tried to stand up he pushed me back to my knees and unzipped his pants. Oh! My! God! He was huge.
The cock he was slowly stroking was long. A little bit longer than my cousins but definitely thicker. My mouth opened involuntarily as I knelt there transfixed. Mr Shealy had fire in his eyes as he came closer with that tremendous cock of his. He put it right in front of me and my first response was to lick the tip of the head. I could smell his manly scent and my nostrils flared.
"Thats it sissy, Suck on daddy's cock," his deep voice reverberated in my soul. "Show me what you can do." His hands grabbed the back of my head and like a charmer being charmed by a snake I opened my mouth greedily as his head and shaft started to enter my mouth and throat. I gagged as it hit the back of my throat just a little. Tears started to come to my eyes as he pushed deeper. I finally had to pull away gasping for breathe.