I had a meeting in a town not far from home in Teesside, and decided to head over there a little earlier than necessary in order to visit my favourite shop. I know the guy in there, Tony, quite well, and over the years have bought many videos/DVDs and books; and also enjoyed some “after-hours” action with him and some other friends. I didn’t really expect anything today, as it was lunchtime – usually when the shop is busiest with people on their lunch break. I walked in, and my hopes jumped just a little as I saw that there seemed to be no other customers in the shop at all. I said hello to Tony, and took a quick look at the gay magazines to see if there were any new ones that I might buy. After a couple of minutes, I moved through to the back room to take a look at the DVDs – he keeps them in the back room of the shop to avoid possible embarrassment!! To my dismay, there was another customer in there already. A big man with close cropped hair, he looked as though he may have just returned from abroad, as he had a tan. He had a bright coloured, striped shirt that set his tan off nicely. I don’t usually go and look at the gay DVDs if someone else is there (I’m married and nobody knows that I’m bi – and that’s how I want it to stay!). However, on this day I thought “What the hell”, and walked over to the back wall and started to peruse the various titles on offer. As I looked, I could see that he kept looking over at me, and also seemed to be getting somewhat agitated as he looked at the uncensored pictures of sucking, wanking and anal on the covers of the movies. I too was getting excited by the pictures, and could feel my cock growing and causing my trousers to tent somewhat. As we moved closer along the shelf of movies, I could see that his hand was shaking, and, as we were side by side, he started to rub his crotch area and look me straight in the eyes. Again I thought, “What the hell” so I reached across and stroked what was by now a sizeable lump in his pants. He shuddered slightly as I rubbed his cock through the thin material of his trousers, feeling it grow in my hand. He reciprocated, leaning across to grasp my now rigid cock. He leant his head onto my shoulder and whispered: “Do you have somewhere we can go?” I shook my head, and explained that I was only on my lunch break – I could see the disappointment register on his face. He was definitely gagging for it and had been somewhat deflated by my response. I looked over his shoulder at Tony, who had been watching with some amusement, and he just nodded at me. I turned to face my new friend and quickly unzipped him, reached inside and (not without some difficulty, I might add) brought out his prick. It was a beauty – only about 6” long, but fat and with a big, beautiful purple head that I knew would look even better with my lips around it. I looked at his face, and almost laughed at his look of surprise and shock at what I had done. Feeling mischievous, I thought I would really blow his mind, so I quickly knelt down in front of him and licked around the head of his cock, then took it into my mouth. He groaned and placed his hands on my head, stroking my hair as my lips slowly went further down his shaft until his pubic hair tickled my nose and that fat, bulbous head was half way down my throat. Then, still very slowly, I lifted my face up and, eventually, his cock (by now as rigid as an iron bar) slipped out of my lips. I stood up and faced him, leaned forward and gently kissed him, my tongue playing with his lips and then forced its way past those lips, to battle with his tongue. Tony shocked him even more by walking over as this was going on and, reaching between us, started slowly wanking the stranger’s cock. I stepped back to watch, and unzipped to reveal my 6” rigid cock, although it isn’t as thick as the stranger’s. Tony took hold of me with his other hand, and slowly wanked us both as I leaned forward to kiss the man again. This time his tongue was a frenzy as it wrestled with mine and we kissed for a couple of minutes. Tony stopped, and explained that he couldn’t close the shop, but he opened the door into the staff area and left us, saying that he would keep watch for us. I stepped through, quickly taking my jacket, shirt and trousers off. My friend followed suit, stripping completely. As I have said, he was a big man with a stomach to match, but I wasn’t worried about that – in fact I think that big guys can be incredibly sexy. I bent over and took his cock into my mouth again, feeling it throbbing in my mouth as I worked on it with my tongue. We shifted position, and he sat in the corner of the passageway, pulling me towards his inviting mouth. I held his head as he took my cock into his mouth and down his throat as far as he could. Tony kept coming across to touch us, and leant down to take the stranger’s cock in his mouth. This seemed to energise him, and he was going mad on my cock, forcing it in and out until I was virtually fucking his face – his hands on the cheeks of my arse, pushing me into him. I knew that I couldn’t last long at this, but then I felt a finger working on my hole. As the finger slipped inside I could feel the cum being drawn up my shaft and the first blast hit the back of his throat. I stepped back slightly; my legs shaking and a second shot of cum flew out, hitting the guy on the throat and chest. I wanked a weaker, final stream of cum onto his chest. He groaned and I looked down to see the head of his cock seemingly grow even bigger, before a stream of cum shot out into the air. I knelt down and placed my lips gently round that bulbous, purple head and tasted him. After a short while he started to grow limp, and I stood up. I guess we both had ecstatic faces, and I leaned across and gently kissed him, mixing each others juices for a final time. We cleaned up and dressed quietly, and he left the shop pretty quickly. I spoke with Tony, who said that he had never seen him before, and that he was just a customer. I have been back recently, but Tony says that he has not been back – which is a shame. He was a very sexy man, and I wouldn’t mind meeting him again – perhaps if he reads this he may get in touch?