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When Harry met Sam


It was my job to keep an eye on things and prevent shoplifting. It wasn’t easy as shoplifters came up with new tricks almost on a daily basis. I think things got even worse when the shop had some kind of sale. It was just me patrolling the gents department while the ladies department was taken care of by no less than four female colleagues.

Late one afternoon I saw a young man walking in and I estimated him to be about 14. I saw him picking out 5 top end swimming trunks and taking them with him into the fitting room and yes, I kept count. Some 10 minutes later he reappeared, carrying just 3 trunks and putting them back on the rack. I approached the young lad and putting a hand on his shoulder, asked him to come back with me into the fitting room. I could see his face starting to turn red as I steered him towards the fitting rooms and went inside with him.

“What’s your name,” I asked the boy.

“I’m Samuel, but everyone calls me Sam, Sir,” he replied.

“I’m Harry, Sam, now could you please drop your trousers, because I think you’re wearing two swimming trunks that you haven’t yet paid for,” I instructed the boy.

I could tell he was nervous as he fumbled with his pants button and his zipper. He managed to open and drop his trousers and I could hear him starting to apologize as underneath he clearly wore the two missing swimming trunks over his underwear.

“Now, do you want me to call the police, Sam, or would you rather resolve this some other way?” I asked, looking the boy straight in the eyes.

“Please Sir, don’t call the cops on me,” Sam murmured.

“In that case, you’d better kneel down and open your mouth,” I said and waited until he complied.

As he sat down in front of me, I opened up my own trousers and pulled out my half hard cock, dangling it in front of his face.

“Please, Sir, I never …” the boy stumbled, but even before he could finish his sentence I shoved my cock into his mouth.

“You’d better do a good job, Sam,” I whispered as I started to slowly fuck his mouth, pushing my cock deep down his throat.

I must say I was slightly surprised when he didn’t gag as I pushed my cock deeper into him. When I asked him if he’d ever sucked cock before I could see him nod, but he kept at it as he looked up at my face.

“God, you’re good at this, boy. Did you ever get that little ass of yours fucked too?” I questioned.

He shook his head a bit and the look in his eyes told me he was afraid. I pulled my cock out of his mouth, yanked him onto his feet, turned him around and pushed him against the wall. I knelt down, pulling the swimming trunks and underpants around his ankles, and I could feel Sam shiver as I pulled his butt cheeks apart. Then, as my tongue flicked over his tight hole, I could hear him starting to moan. I kept at it for a while, getting his little ass wet and slippery and I could feel how he began to relax and even push back. Then, I felt my tongue penetrating him and Sam moaned rather loudly when I wiggled the tip of my tongue inside him.

I got back onto my feet and stepped forward, pressing my saliva covered cock against his tight boy hole. I warned Sam that it could hurt, then pressed on and felt my hard cock break through his constricted sphincter. He yelped and I had to grab his hips as he tried to pull away from me.

“Please, Sir, stop. It hurts,” he stammered, but it was too late.

I began to move in and out of him and with every thrust I pushed in deeper. He was tight, but I kept going and soon Sam stopped muttering. With my right hand I let go of his hip and felt in front of him, finding his cocklet hard between his legs. I gripped it and started jacking him in sync with my thrusts, causing Sam to begin moaning once more.

“You’re enjoying this now, aren’t you?” I asked as I sped up fucking him.

“Yes, Sir. It really feels good now. Please, fuck my boy pussy harder,” he murmured his reply.

I was truly slamming into him when he suddenly started to tremble and told me he was about to cum. Just seconds later I felt his cocklet starting to jerk in my hand and I knew he was shooting his small load. It was enough to push me over the edge and I began shooting thick ropes of cum into his tight little ass. I held on to the little boy for dear life as my cock slowly started to deflate and then just slipped out of him. After a few minutes I let go of him, stepped back and pulled up my underwear and trousers, telling Sam to do the same.

“Do I put on the swimming trunks too?” he asked softly.

“Yes, you’ve paid for one of them, but I expect you back tomorrow to pay for the other one,” I replied.

As we walked out of the fitting room a little later, I knew the store would be closed. Sam however asked if he could visit the toilets, so I took him to the closest ones. He went into one of the stalls and I could hear sputtering as he excreted my cum from his little ass. When he was done, a few minutes later, I guided him towards the employees exit and let him out. I then made for the employees lounge and got myself ready to go home also.


I didn’t really expect to ever see Sam again, but as I walked the floor near closing time the next day, I saw him coming in. He deliberately walked past me, then made straight for the fitting rooms and I followed after him. Before going in I looked around to see if anyone was looking and finding that wasn’t the case, I went inside. I found Sam already with his pants and underwear around his ankles and on his knees, waiting for me. Like the day before, I used his mouth to get myself as hard as I could and then rimmed his little ass for a few minutes.

“Please, Sir, you can stop now and fuck my boy pussy,” he whispered suddenly, pushing his ass back a bit.

I got onto my feet and as I entered him, he began to push back this time, taking my full length inside of him. I began to fuck his tight little as and Sam was moaning loudly as I pounded him and found he was jacking himself.

“God, yes, Sir. Fuck my boy pussy hard,” he encouraged me and I did just that.

Like the previous day it took about 15 minutes before he started to ejaculate and I was right behind him, filling up his intestines. As I waited for him in the toilets a little later, I took a piece of paper out of my trouser pocket and wrote down my address and phone number. When he exited the stall, I handed him the paper and told him he could come over to my place any time. Sam just flashed me a smile and then I took him to the employees exit again and watched him leave.


A little past 8 o’clock that evening, I had just cleaned up my kitchen, I heard the doorbell ring. I wasn’t expecting any company, so I was quite curious when I opened my front door. I was more than a bit surprised to find Sam standing there, carrying a little back pack. Stepping aside, I found him quickly walking into the little hallway with a grin on his face.

“I told my mom I was sleeping over at a friend’s place, so we have all night, Sir,” he said as he put down his backpack when I’d closed the door.

He took off his coat and to my surprise then went on, undressing himself and I asked what he was doing.

“I’m your boy slut now, Sir. I don’t deserve to wear clothes when I’m with you,” he simply stated and kept going until he was completely naked.

I could see the tiny patch of pubic hair just above his hard cocklet, but found the rest of his body to be totally devoid of hair. The sight of it all instantly got me hard and I quickly went into the living room and closed the curtains so nobody would be able to look in. Sam had followed after me and I told him to sit down on the couch, which he promptly did. I knelt down in front of him and pulled his bum closer to the edge of the seat, causing him to slump against the backrest. Then I simply bent forward, pulled back his foreskin, took his cocklet into my mouth and started sucking him.

“Oh my god. That feels so good, Sir. Nobody has ever sucked my cock before,” Sam moaned.

I kept at it, enjoying the smell and taste of his crotch and boyhood. After a couple of minutes, Sam started to buck his hips a little and from the sounds he made, I knew he was enjoying himself. Then I felt his body starting to tremble and he warned me he was about to cum. Swirling my tongue around his exposed glans and moving my fingers up and down his little shaft he suddenly yelped and I could feel two jets of boy cum hitting the back of my throat. I swallowed greedily and kept sucking until I was sure he was completely spent.

I got back upright and found Sam to be panting heavily with his eyes closed. I knew I wanted to fuck him, so I quickly got up and went out to retrieve the bottle of lube I kept in my bedroom. When I came back in, Sam had opened his eyes and was looking at my crotch as I walked over.

“Please Sir, I really need to feel your big cock in my boy pussy now,” he whispered as I knelt back down in front of him.

I rapidly opened my trousers and pushed them down around my knees, followed by my briefs, freeing my now rock hard cock. I trickled some lube onto my cock and began spreading it around, feeling myself leaking some precum. I then lifted Sam’s legs onto my shoulders, pulled him even closer to the edge of the seat and began to work some lube into his ass, using two, then three fingers. Sam started begging me to fuck him, so I pulled my fingers out and scooted forward. I took aim and then pressed forward, pushing the full length of my cock into his waiting little ass. I began fucking him slowly and as I did, I found his cocklet springing back to life.

“My god, Sam, you’re so fucking hot and pretty,” I sighed as I picked up my pace.

I don’t know why, but I bent forward and pressed my lips against his and found him opening his mouth so my tongue could slip in. We french kissed as I fucked him and he then started jacking his cocklet rather rapidly.

“God, yes. I’ll be your little boy slut forever, Sir and you can fuck my boy pussy whenever you want,” Sam exclaimed after we broke off our kiss.

I was now fucking him hard and fast, my pelvis slamming against his buttocks every time I thrusted into him. He then looked me in the face and told me he was going to shoot again, just before he did and I saw his two little jets land on his belly. I kept going for another minute before I felt my balls starting to churn and then the floodgates opened and I filled his ass with everything I had. I sat back a little, still enjoying the feel of his tight ass around my slowly deflating cock. Then I carefully pulled out and Sam asked me where the toilet was. I told him where to find it and as Sam walked out of the living room, I pulled up my briefs and trousers and got decent again. I then made for the kitchen and took a can of beer and a can of coke from the fridge before going back into the living room.

When Sam returned, I expected him to sit down next to me, but instead he opted to sit on my lap and pressed his back against me. It actually felt nice and I turned on the TV and flipped through the channels to find an interesting movie for us to watch. Once I’d located one, we opened up our drinks and relaxed as we watched the movie together. About half way through the movie, we’d finished our drinks and Sam volunteered to get us new ones. I had to admire his slim body as he walked out of the living room and again when he came back in.

“Why were you looking at me like that, Sir?” he asked after he’d retaken his spot on my lap.

“Because I think I’m very fortunate that you allow me to fuck that beautiful little ass of yours,” I replied softly and planted a kiss on his shoulder.

Sam just giggled and we continued to watch the movie and drink our drinks.

It was about 11:15 when the movie finished and I suggested to Sam we should go to bed. He looked at me over his shoulder, flashed me a smile and as he got up, I could see his cocklet was hard once more. I turned off the TV, got up and picked up the bottle of lube that was still on the side table, before walking to the living room door, closely followed by Sam. In the hallway I opened the door to my bedroom, turned on the light and handed Sam the bottle of lube, telling him to put it on the nightstand. I then went to turn off the lights in the kitchen and hallway before also going into the bedroom. Sam was already in bed and looked at me rather expectantly when I told him to flip the switch on the bedside lamp. As soon as he had, I turned off the main bedroom light and started to undress. Sam kept looking at me and from the slight movement I could see underneath the comforter, I knew he was playing with his cocklet.

I finally took off my briefs and then quickly crawled into bed next to Sam. It had been a while since I had actually slept with anyone and feeling Sam’s warm and soft body next to me got me horny to say the least. Then he suddenly disappeared underneath the comforter and mere moments later I felt his warm, wet mouth envelop my cock. He kept at it for a couple of minutes before letting go and moving up and on top of me.

“Please, I want you to fuck me, but I do want to ask you something,” he whispered.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“I want you to shoot in my mouth. I want to taste your cum too,” he replied softly.

“You got it,” I said and quickly moved Sam onto his back with me on top of him.

I got down in between his legs, pulling them up onto my shoulders as I threw the comforter off of us. For the next 15 minutes I fucked Sam as hard and fast as I could and right after he shot his load I pulled out of him. Sam quickly sprang into action and as my cock hit the back of his mouth I began pumping my sperm into him. I could see him swallowing and even though I hadn’t expected it, he managed to take it all. I pulled the comforter back over us and laid myself down next to him, spooning together and within no time I fell asleep.


Waking up the next morning I found Sam next to me, still fast asleep. Carefully I got out of bed and made for the toilet as I badly needed to pee. When I reentered the bedroom I saw Sam was awake and waiting for me on his hands and knees.

“Will you please fuck your boy slut again, Sir?” he asked.

I got onto the bed behind him and after lubing up my cock and his ass, I fucked him hard and fast, filling him up again. When he returned from the kitchen, I asked him when he had to go home and he assured me it wouldn’t be until around 5 in the afternoon. We then talked for a long time and I learned a lot about Sam’s life up to that point in time. During the rest of the day I fucked Sam twice more, quite enjoying the way in which he encouraged me. Before leaving, Sam promised me he’d be back every evening to get fucked and he kept his promise. The only exception were the times when he went on holiday with his parents.

A couple of weeks after he turned 16, Sam moved in with me and once he was 18, we got married. At 22 he got his law degree and started working for a big legal firm in the city. A year later we managed to adopt a little boy from Colombia who was 18 months at the time and we named him Peter. With Sam making more money than I did, I became a stay at home dad, taking care of little Peter. When he was 6, he became interested in what we were doing and from then on we took him to bed with us. After a few weeks of preparation I was able to fuck him for the first time, finding he enjoyed it as much as Sam. We weren’t your average family, but we were happy.


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