The Beginning

I took the head of his cock into my mouth, tightened my lips and slowly started moving my mouth up and down his shaft while stroking the base of his cock with my hand. I picked up the pace ever so slowly, using one hand to stroke his cock and the other to massage his balls. Mr. Powers moaned his approval and put his hands on the back of my head. He started to thrust his hips forward, pumping his cock in and out of his mouth. I could feel he was close to bursting so I quickened the pace.

It was a good thing that we were in a deserted section of the park because he exploded with a load yell. A rush of cum spewed into my mouth and I hungrily gulped it down as I continued to stroke his cock. Finally my mouth released his cock and he sighed.

When I moved back up into the drivers' seat, I was surprised to see a car parked a discreet distance to our right. I smiled when I realized that I could only see one head sticking up and he was looking down at his lap instead of enjoying the lovely trees. It didn't take a rocket scientist to guess what was happening in his lap. I just wondered if it was a guy or girl that had their face there.

When I got to work the next morning, there was a note clipped to my time card, saying that Robert Elkhart wanted to see me at ten o'clock. Not realizing how fast my reputation was spreading, I was unsure why Mr. Elkhart wanted to see me. He was a department head, but not my department. I really didn't answer to him.

I'd never really paid any attention to Mr. Elkhart before, but when I got to his office I noticed that he was actually good looking. At twenty seven years of age Robert was a picture of fitness. He was six foot three inches tall, with nice white teeth and winning smile, dark brown hair that matched his mysterious dark brown eyes, with broad shoulders that tapered into a narrow waist. He had the type body that wore clothes well and he took advantage of it. He was always impeccably dressed, tailored shirts and slacks and silk ties with a perfect Windsor knot and expensive Italian made shoes.

Out of all five guys that I was servicing, Robert, obviously concerned about getting his clothes wrinkled was the only one that got completely naked instead of just pulling his pants down like everyone else, Robert would strip completely before he'd let me suck his cock. As he stripped off his clothes Robert would fold them carefully and lay them on the desk. Once naked he'd sit down in his chair and let me suck him off. Robert's body was worth the wait. Sensuality oozed from his naked body and filled the room with a palpable sexual atmosphere.

Robert was blessed with a large cock that was second in size only to Chris the janitor's eight inches cock.

Once I'd sucked him off, Robert would clean himself up with wet-wipes kept in his desk for the purpose before carefully re-dressing. When his was completely dressed and his tie was neatly tied, I was allowed to leave.

The second time I sucked Robert's cock, instead of letting me leave when he was dressed, he took me to Mr. Graves the plant manager's office. Once I sucked his cock, Mr. Graves called me into his office everyday about one o'clock so I could suck his cock right there at his desk.

When I'd report to Mr. Graves's office I'd have to check in with his secretary and wait to be admitted. From the look on her face, I'm pretty sure that Mrs. Simmons, his secretary knew what was going on.

My suspensions were confirmed one day when she walked into Mr. Graves's office without knocking and caught me down on my knees sucking his cock. Grabbing me by the back of the head, Mr. Graves held me in place as he and Mrs. Simmons discussed whatever it was she came in for.

My face was bouncing merrily in his lap as Mrs. Simmons closed the door behind her.

Once things were set in motion my job consisted of running a few errands foe appearance sake and sucking cocks, five a day the rest of the time I was there. Unless Mrs. Simmons called and told me otherwise, I had a one o'clock appointment everyday with Mr. Graves for the rest of the summer. Chris had me at nine and Mr. Powers had me at eleven for our park excursion. Robert had me at three and Chris had me whenever he could catch me, usually in his basement lair but more often than not, in a handy janitor's closet.

Although nothing was ever said, all five seemed to know that I was still sucking off the other four and no one seemed to care. By the end of the summer and my internship, I'd learned practically nothing about business but I'd acquired a lot of experience sucking cocks. Although I got a good report for school, I don't think that I'll use them on my resume. I don't know how common being the resident cocksucker is at work ... but I'm afraid if it becomes common knowledge it would harm my career.

By the end of the summer I had enough experience that I was able to start scoring men on my own. Of course they were mostly married. But what the hell, a cock is a cock.

Speaking of married men, I can't understand the wife whose husband I'm sucking. It's been two months and I'm still sucking your husband's cock at least twice a week. Among all the other things we do together. So I don't get it. Virgil has such a big fine cock and he's so damn hot. Do you not like sex? How could you not fuck and suck that fine cock every night? Do you have a massive hairy bush that Virgil can't stand or what? Your hubby, Virgil is the finest thing I've seen walking in this city.

I remember the first time I saw his cock. I was at an adult bookstore sitting in a viewing booth actually watching the movie. When I heard someone enter the adjoining booth, I leaned over and looked through the glory hole to see who it was. All I could see was a huge un-cut cock. Virgil was already holding it toward the 'hole' so that I'd know that he wanted it sucked. I'd never sucked a cock thorough a glory hole before so I was a little offended that he thought that I was going to just suck his cock. It was my intention to jump up in 'righteous indignation' and storm out of the booth. But, for some reason I couldn't seem to tear my eyes from the 'hole'. Virgil's cock was so big that I was awe struck. I'd never seen anything like it before in my life.

When Virgil stuck his cock through the 'hole' it was pulsing with a life of its own. I couldn't believe the raw power and the heat that I could feel radiating from it. As I leaned forward my face was so close that I could see the blood throbbing through the rope like veins that lined its ten-inch length. The golf ball size head looked like a huge purple plum peeking out of its foreskin.

My hand seemed to have a mind of its own, as I helplessly reached out and touched Virgil's cock with one finger. When I bravely wrapped my fingers around the shaft, it felt like a piece of flesh-covered steel. As I slid off the seat and down to my knees, I thought, 'OK, maybe I'll play with it a little bit, while I get a better look, but there's no way in hell that I'm I going to suck this guy's cock. It was so alive that I could feel its heat on my face, as I leaned forward and inhaled its wild untamed earth aroma. I could feel my eyes glazing over with lust, as I eased back its foreskin and touched its dark purple shaped head to my lips. I had to open my mouth so wide to get its big head between my lips and into my mouth, that I almost had to un-hinge my jaw.

Even with my hand wrapped around the base, I still had more than a mouth full of cock to suck. I almost couldn't contain my excitement as I simultaneously stroke the shaft with my hand and slowly worked my moist mouth up and down its length. Even with my mouth full, I still couldn't believe that I was sucking a total stranger's cocks through a hole in the wall. What was worse I was enjoying it.

Still trying to retain a shred of dignity, I thought to myself, "I may be sucking this stranger's cock, but there was no way that I'm going to let him cum in my mouth." I might have been thinking no, no, but the stranger had other ideas. His cum heavy balls suddenly clinched up and his cock swelled even fatter. My mouth was so full that I couldn't have gotten his cock out of my mouth, even if I'd tried. His balls exploded and scalding hot cum spewed into my mouth like lava out of a volcano. When Virgil erupted, I was on a backstroke and my lips were wrapped around the base of his cock head, so I felt the full force of his gooey cum crashing against the back of my throat as it gushed into my mouth and oozed over my tongue and down my throat.

I couldn't believe how much fun that I was having kneeling there with a total stranger's cock in my mouth and swallowing his huge load of hot cum. Before he exited the booth, Virgil slipped me a piece of paper with his name and office phone on it.

A day or two later I got up the nerve to call. I've been sucking Virgil's big cock two or three times a week ever since.

The end...