At four thirty in the afternoon the long rays of the winter sun cast shadows as the sky turned warmly orange. There were clouds overhead on this very cold February afternoon while an icy wind blew strongly from the south east. I had just left a meeting at the hospital in Buckingham and walked round to the bus stop in the High Street. People a few in the street, it being early closing day, and there was no one waiting at the bus stop.

While the waiting for the bus to come along, I browsed in the window of the photographic processors. Now it was called Snappy Snaps in the past though the name has changed since then. I had been going to buy this business in 1990 but the only figures that Emily, the owner at the time, could produce could not be substantiated and they appeared to be too unrealistic. I remember that time I was disappointed at the outcome that it is better to be safe than to be sorry.

At this time however it was the young man who was leaning across the counter that caught my eye. He smiled and continued to stack folders of clients photographs into the slot divisions atop the counter. The line of his fashionable, well cut trousers showed a slim well shaped dish but the wide straight cut of the legs concealed all lower detail. He glanced back in my direction then straightened up and turned to stand facing me as he spoke with his co-worker, the only other person in the shop.

Five foot eight inches of lean looking body stood under medium short cropped dark hair. He had an oval face that bordered on handsome. With well shaped brows, deep dark but sparkling eyes and a dimple in each cheek. His face charmed me in its expressiveness as he spoke and gesticulated with his colleague, who was standing behind the processing machine.

Smartly dressed in a white open necked shirt and a pair of dark green trousers with a black belt at his narrow waist he leaned back against the counter. That was when I saw it. The bulge of a large cock inside the right leg of his trousers as they tightened across his crotch in this new position.

Our eyes met, I smiled and then laughed to myself, as though I'd been caught in the act of doing something naughty. He said something to his friend and laughed. Then, quite unintentionally of course, but adding greatly to my already frustrated state of desire but no outlet, he crossed his right foot over his left and so emphasising the bulge of what I took to be a very well proportioned cock. The chap at work was looking from his friend to me and back to his friend as he spoke. They laughed and seemed happy with the situation so I paid attention to the street, looked to see my bus was arriving and tried to calm my self down.

The more I thought of that packet in his pants the harder my cock became. I walked down to the corner of the street and returned at a saunter to the bus stop where there was still no signs of a bus coming. I arrived back at the stop and looked in through the window. My green trousered fancy had disappeared and left the slim black suited worker on his own. I hung around giving longing looks in the direction of the door leading to the rear areas where I thought the sexy one had gone. Minutes passed and the lad gave me one or two looks and a few smiles. He looked toward the rear door and appeared to shout to his mate but I could not hear from outside what was being said.

The damn frustration was mounting again and I could feel my cock expanding in my shorts. The source of my discomfort returned to the counter and looked at me with a dreamy gaze. I decided to go into the shop to talk to him.

The door was closing behind me and I was now at a complete loss for anything to say. I stepped up to the counter and stood before my hearts desire. His pale complexion and big smile was just ten inches away from my face when he asked me "Can I help you?" and folded his arms across his chest like a man who is proud. Searching quickly for something to say to him

"Well I wanted to know if it could be enlarged?" I burst out laughing as I said it. The chap in green trousers took a small step back and spread his hands in an expansive gesture as he could see I was carrying nothing to have enlarged. "Most things can be enlarged." he told me. "What did you have in mind?"

I looked at him. I looked at his co-worker. This afternoon in 'Snappy Snaps' I made a snap judgment. I decided that it would be unlikely that they would get nasty or violent with me in any way that I couldn't handle. I always make a quick assessment of a sexual situation and then run with my gut feeling. I have not been beaten up yet. So it's ok. so far. Green trousers was laughing a little too by now so I beamed a smile at him, nodded to his colleague, looked back at his crotch and lifted my eyes to meet his. I then said, "The bulge in your trousers." I finished with a serious face and waited, as would any customer for a shop assistant to answer. I think it was my serious expression that disabled the poor man. He was dumb struck and stood before me with his mouth half open. Surprise is what I read all over his face. He recovered after a couple of seconds and went over to his friend who was all of six feet away. By the time he had covered the distance he was himself doubled over with laughter and his mate was filled with mirth. I relaxed and felt contented, the body language of both boys before me read 'all is well.'

They held a brief conversation before turning their attention to me again. The assistant came back toward. "My name is Hugh," Green trousers told me as he recovered his composure. "Look!" he paused as he came toward me "Lets go out here and talk about this ah.. enlargement." He started laughing again as he passed me on his way toward the door to the rear offices. I followed him and cast a glance back at the chap who'd remained behind. He was sitting down feeding negatives into the printer processor. As I watched him he looked round and his gaze followed us as we left the shop area.

Hugh led me out to the rear area, which was part office and part open space. There was a table in the centre and boxes of junk lined against one wall. Further down a door with a toilet sign and a large square butler sink occupied the other side wall while the rear door and window was facing us. "What did you find so amusing to make your mate laugh so much? "I asked "He was surprised by your being so forward and bold in the way you looked at us through the window and we got talking about you." he said. "He said that he reckoned you were probably wanting something odd" he added.

"Well now you know I do want something odd" I moved closer to him as I spoke "so I hope he doesn't mind."

"No he doesn't mind at all he will just get on and print the orders." He leaned his hips back against the edge of the table and folded his arms across his chest. " So you want me to enlarge this for you." he grasped his cock in his right hand to indicate what he was referring to.

"Oh I can enlarge it myself but I want to take it out of your trousers first. May I?" I put my hand over the bulge in his trousers

"Of course do what you want with it. My name is Hugh but you didn't tell me what's yours?" he asked while letting his hands fall one to each side of him. He grasped the table in his palms and taking some of his body weight on his hands he leaned further back against the table and parted his legs.

I stood in front of him and looked into his face which was clean shaven with a darkness where his beard would grow if left unshaved. A long aquiline nose divided the symmetrical oval shape defined by very evenly arched brows and dark brown hair. Hugh must have been in his mid twenties and was wearing a broad barrel wedding ring on his left hand. I slipped my jack if et off and let it fall to the floor beside me. Taking his belt buckle and opening it I let the loosened ends hang away. Then putting my fingers inside the waistband I released the two catches that held the tab and peeled open the top of the trousers. I decided that undoing the buttons of his shirt would take to long so I pulled the shirt up and out from the front of the trousers and in doing so I exposed the elasticised waistband his Calvin Klein briefs. I decided it would be more exciting to leave the briefs up so I just pulled the trousers apart and eased them just over his hips. I slipped my hand into the crotch and cupped my fingers under his balls and semi hard-on. Using my knuckles as a fulcrum and my other hand to part the opening I quickly popped his cock and balls outside the briefs.

I knelt on the floor before him to examine the dick in greater detail. It was about six inches long, but large in circumference. I could just see the purple head with the tip of the urethra as his foreskin was drawn over most of the head. The scrotum was tight and the balls constrained within were not overly large and the polar ensemble was surrounded by what dark pubic hair had poked through the opening in the pure white underpants. I was about to push his foreskin back with my right hand when Hugh grabbed hold of my head with one hand and to handful of hair in his other. I tilted my head back and raised my eyes to find out what was going on. "Suck it" he told me looking down at the top of my head. As he spoke the pressed my face against his crotch.

I took his cock in my mouth and it immediately became hard. I licked the head with my tongue as in hardening the foreskin withdrew somewhat. Inside my mouth I knew it had not completely uncovered the acorn. And relaxed my mouth and let him take charge of the action. With one hand on either side of my head just above my ears he moved my head backwards and forwards as is cock moved in out over my tongue. As he continued his movement and I felt comfortable with it at this my hands on his hips thumbs foremost so that I could have some support if he forced me to gag. My own cock was rock hard inside my trousers and I feel the wetness of my love juice against my belly.

Hugh continued his action and I felt at ease and in rhythm with his flowing movements. I felt the warmth of his pubic hair against my upper lip and nose each time he pulled my head toward him. With his cock being so wide in the girth it seemed unlikely I would be able to get it all into my mouth. Hugh continued his thrust and withdraw, thrust and withdraw and seemed to be enjoying using my head like I imagined he would usually use fanny. Just as Hugh was about to come, his movement speeded up a little, then he thrust his hips forward and pulled my head toward him so that his cock forced my tonsils part. Now he had the full-length of the shaft inside me with the head hanging down past my epiglottis.

I gagged, I relaxed my throat, I pushed my hands against his hips to straighten my arms and allow his cock to withdraw. Just as it past my larynx I sucked in air in a huge gasp. Hugh's cock came right out of my mouth and I saw before me the big purple head, so wide, just as a spurt of spunk hit my cheek.

I took the cock back into my mouth immediately and allowed each remaining spasm to fill my mouth with the white milky liquid. Soon my mouth was full, I had to swallow to make room for more. The liquid was so warm and sweet that I held the shaft of his cock in my left hand preventing him from taking it all the way out of my mouth. After my first swallow I sucked on his cock again savouring the nectar that was still streaming forth each time his muscles spasmed. With my hands on his hips I could feel his buttocks contract as he pumped his life giving liquid into my face.

When he was drained completely he had to pull his cock out of my mouth as I was not anxious to let go.

I told him thank you, showed him my wicked eyed grin of happiness and was about to leave straightaway when I was met by the printer operator standing in the doorway.