Clean-Up on Register 3

Let's take a trip back through the tumblr archives with this story that I legitimately have no memory of writing...

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I was three hours and thirty minutes into my four shift, and it felt like I’d been here for at least fifteen. As I rang up the next customer in front of me, the keyboard on my cash register just stopped working. I was stuck. Luckily, they had exact change so I was able to take a much needed break as I called tech support and turned off my open light.

As I stood there catching up on messages on my phone, I saw Marco walking out of the employee lounge heading my way. I was the last register in the corner, so I had plenty of time to watch him strut towards me, equal parts nervous and aroused.

Marco always looked like a god compared to everyone else working here, which was a mix of long-timers and college students. All in all, I was in love with him. He got down to me, and I tried to play it cool.

Marco, I’d love to get this fixed, but you have permission to go as slowly as possible so I can extend my break.

He just laughed and gave me that smile that just made me melt in my store-issued khakis.

Aye aye, captain. Let me wiggle in here.

Before I could react, he’d grabbed his bag and dropped to his knees in front of me as he started to efficiently search through the tangle of cords under my register. He was close enough for me to look down his loose collar and see faint hints of his hairy chest and smell his woodsy cologne.

I tried my hardest not to (I was at work for crying out loud!), but I started to firm up below the waist. I put my hands in my pockets and tried to stop my dick from growing any harder, but it was useless. I was basically pitching a full tent down there, and I was scrambling for some way to hide it when he unexpectedly looked up at me.

Fixed i- oh! …well, you definitely seem happy about it.

I had no idea what his response was going to be, but this had to be the best case scenario. Mischievously looking up at me, he reached his large palm up to grab onto my bulge. Shock waves pulled through my body as he seductively pulled down my zipper. Before I could stop him, not that I wanted to, he’d pulled out my fully erect cock.

It felt so wrong to be so exposed at work, but I kinda liked it. But that pleasure turned to fear as I saw someone walking my way. All the other registers were full, and it looked like she was coming my way even though I didn’t have my register’s light on. I whispered all of this to Marco out of the corner of my mouth, but he was safe and hidden under the too-high counter.

If you turn your light on, I’ll be able to turn you on.

Was he crazy?! If he was, I apparently was too because I flicked my light on and the woman started power walking over with a fully cart and a smile. And right before she got to me, I had to grab onto the desk as Marco wrapped his hot mouth around my cock and started blowing me right there.

I surprised myself by somehow keeping my cool as boxes of diapers and kid’s food was loaded onto my conveyor belt. She didn’t even seem to realize that I was barely holding it together, and she just idly whistled some song to herself as she searched for her wallet. With every item I swiped through, Marco sucked a little faster. As I swiped a box of cereal, he rolled his agile tongue around and around my cock. As I weighed a bag of apples, he held the full length of my dick in his mouth, taunting me. And as I finally waited on her receipt to print, he was pushing me over the edge by sucking on the sensitive head of my cock.

The lady finally wheeled her cart away, and I had no idea if she knew at all what was going on. I braced myself now, as Marco went into overdrive. It was as my vision blurred due to passion that another customer pulled up before I could even notice. As if on cue, Marco worked his magic, and I felt the orgasm coursing through my body as I asked the customer how he was doing. It was as this dad launched into a long story that I burst and shot wave after wave down Marco’s receptive throat. He took it all and kept sucking, and I was clawing at the desk to try to keep my composure as the man finally stopped talking so I could scan his one, tiny pack of gum.

In record time, I gave him his change, and he walked away looking a little confused. The clock switched over to 4:00, and I was finally done with my shift. I tucked my cock back in my pants, careful to not drip cum all over them, and Marco stood up wiping off his mouth.

So, how’s your keyboard working? Did I do a good job?

The best job. Now get to the employee bathroom, I’ve got something else you can work on, but it’s going to be a hands-on job.