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By Louis Nessus (nessus29@hotmail.com)

I lived in a small town in the American mid-west where nothing ever happens. There's the Drive-In, the bowling alley, pizza joint and that's about it. By day I worked as assistant manager in a small supermarket and at night, I read, watched TV or took a walk along the quiet streets wishing I were somewhere exciting.
My job and my life sucked. The Assistant Manager stacks shelves and carries bags out to cars. Gopher is a better title. If I was more motivated I guess I could have gone to college but I couldn't think of one reason why I should, so I focused on my shelves and smiled at the old bitties as I carried their bags out to their cars.
Felicity and Tanya operated the checkouts and I would sneak glances at them when I thought they weren't looking. Both of them were a few years older than me and seemed so worldly and pretty in a cheap kind of way, particularly in their short blue uniforms showing off their long shapely legs. On their breaks, they would take a cup of coffee to the loading bay, smoke a cigarette and flirt with the truck drivers.
Of course they would ignore me most of the time, although, sometimes they would giggle when one of them made a comment about me in a voice too low for me to hear. As usual, I blushed and mumbled something in return. I was hopeless with girls.
So I was surprised when Felicity sauntered up to me one Saturday afternoon and asked me if I would like to join Tanya and her at the drive-in. "I don't have a car." I stammered, blushing in embarrassment.
"He's probably too young to drive," laughed Tanya as she polished her nails.
"I've got a pick-up," Felicity said, snapping her gum. "We'll go in that."
I wore jeans and a T-shirt and Tanya slid out of the pick-up to let me in and I gawked at her legs show almost too much from under the short skirt. "Stop staring, boy," she laughed, "and get in."
Felicity was also in a short skirt and a tight blouse and, wedged in between them with their perfume sweeping over me, I thought that I might pass out. But I had to admit that I was in heaven with these to females pushing against my body as we giggled down the county road on our way. I guess I was enjoying myself so much that I started to get hard and that embarrassed me.
To my surprise, Tanya placed her hand on my thigh, and her long fingers began to slowly tracing a small circle on my jeans. By the time we parked in the drive-in it was dark and my cock was rock hard and throbbing. My face was hot with embarrassment because I guessed they could see my stiff cock but there was nothing I could do to hide it.
"Let's get comfortable," Felicity said, moving closer and putting my right arm behind her and Tanya did the same with the left. The girls' firm bodies had virtually pinned my arms and they rested their hands on my thighs as my cock pounded.
"Look Tanya," Felicity said with a smirk. "Mickey's pants are pretty tight."
Tanya leaned over to look at my crotch and I blushed even more. "You're right, girl. Looks uncomfortable to me. Is that uncomfortable, Mickey?" she asked, giggling a little as my face burned.
Felicity quickly undid the top of my jeans. "You have to loosen this," she said, smothering a laugh. I tried to move my arms but they were jammed tight between the girls and the seat. "Lift up, Mickey," she ordered.
"What are you doing?" I stuttered.
"Lift up," she snapped, her hand gripping my balls through my jeans and I quickly lifted up so my jeans could be slid down. In front of us, the movie screen flickered and the cars around us were full of people watching the movie.
I felt the cold night air across my crotch and I looked down in embarrassment to see my hard cock waving in the breeze with my jeans and shorts now around my ankles.
"Hmm, what do you think, Tanya?" Felicity asked, staring at my cock.
"Average," she said, circling my cock with her fingers making me jerk at the sudden contact of her warm hand. "Now, Mickey," she laughed. "Just relax. We're going to play with you for a while." Her hand started to move up and down my cock and I trembled.
"Is that nice?" Felicity asked me, watching Tanya's hand move slowly up and down my cock.
When I didn't answer, Tanya stopped and my cock twitched in her still hand.
"Answer, Mickey. Felicity asked you a question."
"Yes," I gasped. "It's nice."
"Guess you don't want to watch the movie then," Tanya laughed and her hand move slowly once again up and down my cock until I was balancing on the edge, seconds from spurting over her hand when she suddenly stopped. "I wouldn't mind watching the movie." They both laughed at my contorted face and my ragged breathing while my cock spasmed.
"Poor boy," laughed Tanya. "Were you close?" They ignored me for a moment while they commented on the movie. Suddenly, Felicity moved close and her hand circled my cock.
"Now," she said. "You'll have to tell us who's the best at this," she giggled as her hand started to move and quickly I was gasping on the edge when she stopped.
"Please don't," I croaked.
"Don't what?" Felicity asked innocently.
"Don't stop," I implored, my arms still pinned behind them as my entire body trembled in its ache for relief.
"I guess when you jerk off, you do it really fast, huh?" Tanya smiled. "Do you?" she pressed when I didn't answer.
"Yes," I mumbled, face burning in shame.
"What do you think about when you jerk off?" Felicity asked. "Or do you look at pictures?"
"Do you think about us when you jerk off?" Tanya asked slyly.
"Yes," I mumbled, head hanging and my cock super hard.
Both girls laughed at that. "How sweet," Felicity squealed.
"Do you think about our legs?" Tanya asked, sliding her skirt up and I gaped at her long tanned legs, nodding.
"A leg man," Felicity said, her fingers sliding over my cock and I shuddered as she started to slowly pull, spreading my slick fluids around. "Don't come until we tell you," she warned.
"Have you had a hand job before, Mickey?" Tanya whispered and I nodded.
"Who?"
"Jo Beth Williams," I muttered, gritting my teeth as Felicity's skilled hand brought me closer and closer'
"That slut," Felicity muttered, her hand stopping the instant I quivered on the edge.
"You know," Tanya announced. "I feel like a coke."
"Me too."
"Go get us one, Mickey," Tanya said and both girls leaned forward so I could free my arms. Face crimson and sweating, I managed to tuck my trembling cock back into my pants.
My body was still trembling as I walked to the bar but I managed to buy two large cokes. As I started to walk back, Felicity and Tanya appeared and pulled me into the shadows next to the ladies toilets.
Both girls pressed up against me and I felt their hands stroke me to hardness through my jeans. "Time to thank you for the cokes," Tanya whispered as their hands brought me closer and closer.
"No," I groaned. "Not in my pants!" They giggled and their hands moved faster and faster until I shuddered against them, groaning, and spurting into my pants. Felicity and Tanya smiled, took the cokes and stepped away to admire their handiwork. I was gasping for breath as I looked down to see a wet stain spreading across my jeans.
"Thanks for the cokes, Mickey," giggled Tanya.
"You know your pants are all wet?" Felicity said innocently and they both laughed loudly, walking arm and arm to the pick up.
Tanya turned and called over her shoulder. "See you at work, Mickey." They laughed again and I slunk into the men's toilets to clean myself up the best I could.