Cock Sucking -- Part 5
I had arrived in the building roughly five minutes before 7:30am -- our pre-arranged meeting time for some `Under Stall' cock sucking.
My first time at such an activity and quite nervous.
This was an office building at one end of the CBD in Sydney and as I found out, after some more visits, quite a popular haunt.
One could just walk in on the ground floor without security personnel to pass by, but there were cameras and therefore acting as if one worked there was a good way to handle the situation.
It seemed that my nervousness was not shared by the guy I was meeting as it was one of his frequented places.
I sat on the toilet, fully clothed, checking the App on my iPhone for an update from him.
Finally, the door opens, my heart was pounding, and someone goes into the cubicle next to mine and sits down on the toilet. After some time, I see a shoe moving closer to the space between the cubicles. I slide my shoe over to meet it. I am still nervous at this point. I do not know in reality who is sitting in the next cubicle; security personnel, policeman!!
After a moment or two I hear a belt buckle being undone. I hear clothing being adjusted; two knees appear on the floor below the wall and within my sight. I could see the shadow of hand movements and realised that he was getting his cock erect.
My cock stiffened.
I was wearing my good office clothes. I was about to lay down on a toilet floor in my good work clothes!! Had I gone mad! All this for cock! It was all well and good to see a hot photo on the internet but the angle of the camera shot could make a small erection look like a monster. Maybe this was going to be a total waste of time if I was disappointed.
I waited and then `it' appeared. I quickly laid on the floor -- in my good clothes. My nervousness quickly went. This cock was hot!
Beautiful Uncut. Thickish. 7 inches at least. Foreskin pulled back from the tip of the knob, slightly.
I wrapped my lips around the knob. I licked the knob while I played with his handful sized balls. I wanted all of that cock. I deep throated it. He only mildly thrusted, I did all the licking and sucking and fondling while his body pushed against the other side of the cubicle wall.
This was the first time and not the last time over five or so months that we would meet up.
It was totally anonymous at the start; one day I saw his handsome face.
As I worked up and down the shaft and back to the knob, he moaned. He encouraged me to keep sucking. Whispering `yeah, suck my big dick'.
The foreskin was hot. I loved biting it gently. The knob was thicker than the shaft.
Blond hair covered his balls.
I played with his hole and he moaned and his cock thickened even more. I was totally absorbed into pleasuring him and that turned me on even more. World War three could have started and I would have been totally oblivious to it.
Delicious. Wet. Sliding my mouth up and down. Licking his piss hole and taking the precum that leaked out. Deep throating as far as the wall would allow me to.
I hear `I am going to cum!'
I was ready. I kept my mouth around his knob. He blew. I swallowed it all. Tasted wonderful. I gulped down what has become for me a hot thought -- I gulped down three loads of golf ball sized hot cum. I cleaned up his knob. The cock was withdrawn and I sat back on the toilet. Heart pounding. Exciting. I want it again. I want that golf ball sized load again.
He left.
I followed shortly.
I hurried to my office.
Once in the office I was told that I looked `stressed'. Secretly I was. I still had some of his cum on my lips and in my mouth as I spoke to my colleagues. Not overly sticky, but delicious. I was in no hurry to rinse my mouth out. As the morning went on I gently swallowed the rest. Savouring the taste and the memory of sucking that beauty off and feeling the explosion of cum in my mouth. Nervousness all gone. Planning in my head, hopefully, for the next meeting.
It happened.
Always the same routine.
Same toilet block. Drop to his knees. Poke his thick cock under the stall. I suck his uncut dick. Play with his balls. Fist his shaft. Finger his hole. He blows. I swallow. Two happy men.
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