Since he was getting antsy, I went down and took that whole thing into my mouth. I sucked really nice and hard. The cock hitting the back of my throat...with every time it went in and out. I got faster, his cock really hitting the back of my throat. I knew what Rob wanted, he wanted a deep throat. I let his cock go down my throat. His cock was so big and thick that it made me gag every time I sucked on it. I kept sucking hard and fast, the gagging made it difficult to really go down but, I had. He ran his pointer finger down my arm and I chilled. Prickly bumps formed on all my exposed skin and I was shocked at how little I wanted to stop him from touching me. “This problem’s gonna cost Jake a good chunk of change. You see … I can see the tail end of a yellow piece of fabric clogging up the valve to the pool’s pump. To remove it, replace the pump, and return everything to working order, I say Jake’s looking at about, oh … let’s say seven grand. Give or take,” he said, wagging his head. I unhook it and change the setting to pulse and aim the water stream directly on my clit. My breath increases and everything is quiet around me like a pitcher on the mound during a game. My only focus is him. I can only see him. Feel him. Touch him. Taste him. Smell him. My craving for him consumes me and I spread my legs further apart. He ravages me. I’m pressed flat against the unforgiving surface and I move the massager directly on my clit like a hard cock, with relentless intensity, then. I was the quiet studious type, never had a regular steady girlfriend. Sure, I dated a few girls and went to the senior prom, but I never really had a lasting relationship that led to full-blown sexual intercourse. Luckily, that would all change that summer.I had a summer job as a box boy at a local family-owned market. Most of the other box boys and clerks were about the same age and usually worked part-time after school and full-time during the summer months.One morning while clocking in, I.