The bread man or the first time I thought of dick [Part 1]

I was 18 and working midnights in a small store in the burbs of Toronto. It was the same thing every night, selling smokes to the late night crowd and filling out the rental forms for the xxx videos we rented in the back corner. 

It was monotonous and not much changed for the first 3-4 months, customers coming in, deliveries early in the morning. I met lots of ladies there and slept with a few of them from time to time. I thought I was in heaven, or so I thought until one morning the bread guy came in a little early and caught me smoking some mary jane at the back door. He smiled and brought his trays of bread in and proceeded to fill the shelves. 

We had the usual small talk and he kept smiling and laughing as he went about his job. I was'nt worried about him telling my boss as he seemed pretty cool and said 'anything that gets you through the long nights is OK' Little did I know what he did through the long nights! I laughed and offered to smoke a little with him and went out back and lit up a smoke, we finished and he said he'd better be getting back to work. 

He held his clipboard out in front of me to sign the invoice, He was standing very close and seemed a little flustered, I was about to sign the bill when his hand darted out underneath and made a grab at my crotch, I instinctively moved back but not before he grabbed my cock and balls and gave them a quick hard squeeze. I was shocked and stammered something about liking girls and not being that way, he smiled and said 'you never know' turned around and jumped in his truck and left. I was so flustered and mixed up I just stood there and watched him drive away into the early morning light.