Balls Out at the Convenient Store

"I hate waking you up just so I can get a candy bar," I jovially told the cashier at 3 in the morning.
"Who can sleep? That biker chick just sucked this dude's dick right in front of the beer cooler." He replied, "they thought they were hidden," 
He admitted, "I used the gasoline binoculars to watchthem, up in the corner mirror."
"I knew he caught me looking, and approved, when he gave me a 'thumbs up." Taylor boasted.
"Taylor, you always get the best shift stories."
"As long as we don't get robbed, and I get to watch.  ...management never takes time to go back on the tape...you kiddin'?"
"One time," he mused, "while he was still a deputy, .. that guy,  ...that's running for sherrif..."
"Bunnel"
"Yeah Bunnell,  stepped over me to go piss, not even bothering to close the door, I leaned back and I saw what he was working with...not much, I'll tell ya."
"Once he swapped from piss-milking, to fun-filled strokin', he leaned for a look out the door, saw me watchin' and swung the door shut."
"Came out five minutes later, flushed and breathing deeply. Once he cleared the store, I went in and wiped the cum with my smock, to use it as evidence against him, If I ever got arrested for some shit."
"Wow, that's a trump card, for sure."
"Bah, ...except I washed it one day when I was tired, and forgot."
"I didn't know you even liked watching guys jack off...oh, and get or give blow jobs."
"Hey, free porn is free porn." He concluded.
We had moved the conversation to the outside bench so he could smoke.

"I thinkin', my old nuts can't stand this Summer heat!" I toyed with a jostle 

He aimed his smoke break personal fan at my fly, "go on and pull them out, ...if you wanna"

Knowing he wanted to see them more than I was willing to show them, I stuck the candy bar in my mouth, and looking up and down the street, yanked 'em out.

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He oggled the bull-bagged-balls, and even reached forward for a hefty feel.
"I'll pull out my cock, too, ...if you'll suck it."
"Not while at work, but, next time I see you somewheres else..."
(Little did I know that Valley-Bull Tromp at the Rodeo Grounds, would be my lucky day, but that's a different story.)
 I left my nuts, even with the occasional feelzy, out until after I finished the candy bar. 
Then, hefted them back in, and wandered into the night.

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