I hung up the phone and was in a panic! He had called me at work! How the hell did he have my number, or know where I worked! I kept thinking over and over again how he could have known and then I realized that while I was sucking and getting fucked, he must have looked through my wallet, it's the only explanation. I knew I was screwed, he could just blackmail me constantly and I would have to spend my weekends sucking black cock and getting fucked by who knows how many black guys! This was out of control already, more than I ever imagined. How did a trip to a glory hole turn into this?
As I sat there thinking, I heard a noise in the hallway right outside my office door. More panic! My heart started racing but I tried to get myself together so I looked normal at least. I look at the doorway and see Steven, a black co-worker of mine walk into my office. "Hey, how's it going?"
"Hey, fine", I respond nervously. He just stands there and looks at me intently for a while and then says, "You know, I was getting some water and I couldn't help but overhear your phone conversation." I turned beet red instantly! "Don't worry, man, I'm cool with it," he says as he comes closer to my desk and closes my office door. "I understand the need to play on the down low." I looked at him blankly and a bit puzzled. "You don't know what that means", he says. "No", I respond nervously. "That means when two men play with each other secretly, on the down low, get it?" I nod.
"I couldn't help but overhear that you were remembering the taste of someone's cock in your mouth." I kept getting redder and redder, but I didn't say a word. I didn't know what to say. He keeps looking directly at me, with a little smile on his face and I notice that he slips his hand towards his crotch and starts to rub his pants gently. I am scared stiff, but I can't help looking at his crotch and his hand rubbing his cock through his pants.
"I hadn't realized you played on the down low, that's good. I've been looking for a playmate but didn't think there was anyone here at the office. I sure didn't peg you for a cocksucker!"
"You don't understand. That's not what it seems like", I say nervously.
"Not what it seems like? You said you remembered the taste of dick in your mouth. What else could that possibly mean?"
I had no answer. What could it possibly mean? How could I possibly explain that comment! My mind raced trying to come up with something, but I just sat there looking at him.
"Sounds like a cocksucker to me! Don't worry though, I'm not here to embarrass you or out you as a cocksucker. I'm just here to play a little."
He kept calling me a cocksucker and it was making me really nervous, we were at the office! This was a coworker of mine! What did I get myself into! Suddenly, he unzips his pants and pulls out his cock. It's semi-hard already and sticking through the zipper. He rubs it and massages it gently as he keeps looking directly at me. He then unbuckles his pants, leaves the flaps open and lowers his jockeys a bit around his waist, so that his cock and balls are completely exposed. He had a beautiful cut cock and tight balls with trimmed pubic hair. He moved over to a table next to my desk and leaned back on it. His pants open, his underwear lowered and his cock and balls completely exposed to me, just feet away! I couldn't believe this was happening in my office! I just stared at his cock. I couldn't keep my eyes off it, and he knew it.
"Like what you see?" I just kept staring at his cock and said nothing!
"Yeah, I know you do. You're making me hot looking at my cock like that. I know you want a little taste."
As he said this I noticed how his cock was starting to throb more and more, bouncing up and down with every flush of blood coursing through his veins. I was mesmerized by the bobbing cockhead in front of me, and noticed how it grew and thickened as it raised its head towards me and stuck straight out and slightly up, with a slight bend in the middle that made the cockhead be higher than the shaft. My mouth was starting to water and I was getting more and more flushed. If my intention was to pretend it was all a misunderstanding, I was doing a terrible job. I realized that if I was going to keep denying what he heard, I shouldn't be staring at his cock! Someone else would have complained by now, said something in protest of his presumptuous action. But not me, I just stared at his throbbing cock and couldn't keep my eyes off it.
"You're just going to stare at it?" he asks.
I look up at him embarrassed, not knowing what to say or do. I know I want to suck it, but I'm too scared because of who he is and where we are.
"Come on, you know you want to suck it. It's OK, it'll be our little secret. It'll be fun. You got me hard as a rock, you can't leave me like this now, and besides, we better get going before the cleaning crew start coming. You wouldn't want them to find us with my cock in your mouth."
His last comment made me nervous. My eyes darted back and forth from his face to his cock as I decided what the hell to do. My mouth was watering and I wanted to feel his cock in my mouth but fear was holding me back. I finally just went for it. I slowly slid off my chair and onto my knees directly in front of him. His cock was now straight in front of me, throbbing with every heartbeat, tempting me to take it in my mouth. It was so close to me, I could smell his clean skin and his cologne and expensive suit pant. I look up to his face and see him looking down at me. I notice how handsome he really is. I had never noticed that before, but now, on my knees in front of him, looking up at his face and with his hard cock throbbing inches from my mouth, I notice.
"That's it, you know you want to suck it. Don't be nervous, just go ahead. It's OK."
I grab onto his thighs, open my mouth and start to lick his cockhead. I move my head to the side and start to lick the underside of his shaft, up and down his cock shaft.
"Oh, yeah, that's nice, keep going, don't stop", he says.
I get to his balls and start to lick all over them. Then I begin to suck on them. They are nice and tight and rubbery and they smell and taste musky, but clean. He must have gone to the gym and taken a shower during the day. I stay on his balls for a while and then pull back and take his cock into my mouth and start to slowly suck it in and out of my wet mouth.
"Oh, fuck, that's good. You are a cocksucker. You're a great cocksucker."
His comments made me hotter and made me want to please him even more. I started sucking in earnest now, taking his cock all the way in and then pulling out to the head and back again. All with my mouth wet and watering. His cock tasted great! I was getting hotter and hornier as I sucked his beautiful cock. I started to moan as I sucked; on my knees, holding on to his thighs, sucking and slurping his cock in and out of my mouth. He kept moaning and making sounds of pleasure. The more he moaned, the hotter I got and the more I wanted to suck him. It was a slow, erotic, wet suck and I didn't want it to end, but I could tell he was getting close to blowing his load. His hips were moving slightly forward almost uncontrollably, trying to thrust more of his cock into my mouth. I felt his hips tremble and shudder slightly as my lips slid down his shaft, taking more and more of his cock into my mouth. My mouth was starting to water more and more as I could taste his precum, making his cock slide past my lips faster and faster, my mouth slurping louder and louder, in rhythm with his thrusting hips and both our moans of pleasure. I knew he was going to blow and second now, and I was ready to taste his cum. I also realized that I had gotten pretty good at cocksucking. I was doing a great job. I was giving him one hell of a blowjob. I was getting him to blow his load in a short time. Even though I didn't want it to end, I was happy I was able to make him cum so fast because I was a good cocksucker. I thought of all those cocks I had sucked at Jakes house and it made me suck even harder. All of a sudden he puts his hand on my head and starts to moan louder, "Oh god, don't stop, I'm going to cum, OHHH, fuck!" And he starts to cum spurt after spurt of cum into my mouth and throat. I swallow in rhythm with his spurts of cum, and for a moment I'm like a baby sucking on a bottle. Sucking and swallowing hungrily. When I don't feel any more cum spurting in my mouth, I finally let his cock pop out of my mouth and look up at him, catching my breath, strings of saliva still connecting my mouth to his cock.
"Oh, god, that was good! You suck cock like a pro! I never imagined you would be such a good cocksucker." As he says this, he moves his hands and fingers through my hair and around my head. I just smile at him and stick my tongue out and start to lick his cockhead again. As he looks down at me and caresses my hair, I continue to lick his cock clean and dry and to kiss his balls and cockhead. We stay like that a while, not wanting it to end. I just want to keep licking and sucking his cock, but I notice it's starting to deflate slowly. I just can't seem to get my mouth off it! Then I rest my head on his thigh and my cheek on his cock and we stay that way a while as he continues to caress his fingers through my hair.
"If you're up to it, we could do this on a regular basis, man. I could use a bow job like this every now and then. You are one good cocksucker!"
I move my head to look up at him and say, "And you have a beautiful cock! I could suck you all day long!" I look back down to his cock and begin to kiss it. I wanted more; I couldn't get my mouth off it!
I couldn't believe I had found him in my office! I couldn't believe I had this guy for myself right here all the time! He was nice, clean, handsome and I would be able to suck black cock to my hearts content without having to worry about him. I was so content, I had forgotten all about Jake.