Lunch at the Gloryhole

Jason stared at the cock sticking through the hole in the wall, watching the veins pulse and the slight purple color to the head. He admired the soft skin and breathed in the unmistakable scent of male coming from the thick bush of hair at the base. It was everything he'd figured it would be, and yet nothing like he'd expected. His hand drifted upwards to wrap a couple of fingers around the shaft and gently begin to stroke it.

Seconds later he found himself sticking his tongue out and running the moistened muscle over the tip of the cock, getting to hear the welcome moan of it's owner. The taste was a little salty but not unpleasant and soon his lips wrapped themselves around the swollen head, letting his tongue swirl around the tip like it had so many times with dildos. Gently he suckled on the head while probing it with his tongue, feeling the little hole, and listening to the moans as the tip of his tongue tickled the underside of the shaft just behind the head. His hand slowly pumped the shaft, trying to replicate how he enjoyed stroking his own cock.

As he grew braver, Jason would work a little more into his mouth, ever careful to be sure that his teeth did not graze the skin. His tongue gently caressed the underside of that cock, finally playing with flesh instead of plastic. The cock wasn't that large and he was thankful for that, as much as he craved a thick, long shaft, in the end the average size worked well as a start. Jason tried to move his tongue around the shaft, listening over the sounds of the porn playing on the televisions to the provider of the cock. He settled upon stroking the underside of that cock with his tongue hard.

He sucked for what almost seemed like an eternity, savoring the feel and flavor of that cock until a soft knocking came at the wall. Spooked by the sound he pulled back and had the first spurt of cum land upon his nose and chin. Quickly he wrapped his lips around that pulsing member and let the rest fill his mouth. When it finished, he swallowed the offered load down and licked the head clean, then leaned in to whisper, "thank you."

Back on his heels he rested, watching through the hole as the owner of that cock casually tucked it away in their boxers, then zipped up their jeans and headed out the door. For a few moments he just zoned, allowing himself to take in the fact that he'd actually done it, had actually sucked off another man to completion and still had the taste of cum on his tongue to prove it. Each time he came here the first cock gave him that same feeling, it was a powerful drug that brought him back time and time again. If it wasn't for the fact that the previous tenant of the booth was soon replaced with another, Jason might have remained in that state for quite some time more.

As was the hole was soon filled with another offering of cock, this one was short but quite thick. It almost reminded him of a cone shape, just not as severe. Greedily he opened his mouth as wide as it would go and slid his lips over the waiting flesh. A loud groan reached his ears as he heartily suckled upon the thick cock, tongue working the underside and tip as best as it could.

His free hand slid down, pulling his own cock free of its boxer confines to slowly stroke it. The tip of his nose was buried against the other mans shaved skin, smelling the slight trace of cologne and appreciating it amidst the atmosphere. In return for the kindness to his nose, Jason worked that cock with every trick he knew. His tongue would slip out between bottom lip and the shaft to caress the top of the heavy balls, hoping they signaled a large load.

He listened to the man's groans, moving his hand faster along his own shaft to match the pitch. Faster he stroked, working the tip of his own cock as he worked his tongue over the cock in his mouth. When the pitch began to signal the man being close to the edge, Jason latched his lips around the base of the shaft and sucked with every ounce of force he could. Seconds later he felt the surge of cum along the bottom of the shaft before it exploded in his mouth.

His own orgasm hit, his cum spurting forth to hit the wall as he moaned in the pleasure of a full mouth. Slowly he swallowed down the load, savoring it as he knew it would have to last him for the rest of the day. When he'd finished swallowing, Jason licked the thick cock clean and gave the head a soft kiss. A whisper slipped from his mouth, "thank you," just before he rose from his crouch.

Over to the chair he went, retrieving his clothes from their mostly clean spot on the back of the chair. Back into the khakis and button up shirt he went, slipping the tie around his neck and expertly returning it to the single Windsor knot. The grey dress socks were put back on and into the waiting pair of loafers. Out the stall door he went, straight to the bathroom to check his image in the mirror and rinse out his mouth with the travel bottle of mouthwash he carried. Out to the car he went, putting the nametag back upon the chest pocket before heading to finish the rest of his shift at the local department store. A sigh escaped his lips as he pulled out of the parking lot, he always hated having to cut his visits short, but always reassured himself that he would be back the next week for another lunch break.