The elevator was crowded on a Monday morning. I was stood with my back to the wall with a suited businessman pressed up close to me. The elevator stopped and more people got in. His ass was crushed tight against my crotch now and I was terrified that I would pop a boner.
Sure enough, my cock stood to attention. To my surprise the business man pressed his butt against me and wiggled it around. The feel of his rock hard buns against my pecker just made the situation worse. And then he reached back and squeezed my cock through my slacks.
I took a deep breath. I knew I was in serious danger of cumming. The unexpected, and very public, nature of our encounter had sent a message directly to my balls instructing them to release their juice. He massaged my cock head as if it were the most natural thing in the world to do so in an elevator. I looked around but no one seemed any the wiser to what was going on.
Then, blow me down, he unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock. The feel of his warm hand on my hard pecker was out of this world. He teased my cock to within a second or two of orgasm, over and over again. When the elevator stopped to let people on or off, he stopped too. As soon as it moved on he carried on wanking me. I could see that my floor was approaching and I started to panic. I needed to get my cock back.
Suddenly, without warning, my cock erupted spurting load after load of thick, hot cream onto his hand and wrist. The pungent smell of fresh spunk filled the elevator. He let go my cock and I hurriedly stuffed it away.
Holding my briefcase in front of me I forced my way out of the car. I looked back into the elevator and saw the business man licking his fingers. I simply could not believe his outrageous behaviour; but I still get hard, to this day, thinking about him.
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Copyright 2002 Daniel Blue
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