Thursday, 4 December 2014

Stockroom fun...

what is it with me and storerooms?  After my hook-up with the waiter, I am back home and shopping, for once without the family.  I go into a store to browse, and a rather handsome Egyptian salesguy comes over, offering assistance.  He's pretty cute, early 30's, around 5'10", nice build and rather a lot of hair poking through his slightly open shirt, so I flirt and ask if they sell briefs.  He smiles and says no, but he's giving off quite a vibe, and I'm confused (yet quite happy), that he's responded so positively to my own overtures.

Then it hits me - he has recognized me, and belatedly I him, from I don't know how many chats online where we're clearly both keen and compatible, but for various reasons never hooked up before. So I relax, and we chat for a bit.

He's standing there talking, but shifting from leg to leg, when he says "wait, I DO have something to show you", and leads me past the counter and into the stockroom, telling his colleague "it's ok".

He shuts the door behind him, and whips out a pretty impressive piece of meat, already erect (hence I suppose the shifting about), and guides me to my knees.  I've seen his cock many times in our online chats, and it's all it promised.  7-8" and thick, with a monster vein running straight along it's length.

I'm happy to oblige, and take the whole thing into my mouth, grasping his ass cheeks from behind and running my hands up and down his thighs.  He begins to buck into my mouth, holding my head with one hand, and running his other up and down my back.  It's good, although in the back of my mind I'm bemused by the absurdity/sleaziness/hotness of the situation.

I don't swallow often, but this is a situation where there isn't too much else to do, so when he withdraws and asks if  "I want his milk" (an absurd local phrase), I smile up at him and resume licking and sucking.

After a minute or so, he draws my head further down his shaft and unleashes his load.  The mentioned vein turns out to be his piss pipe, and I feel it pulsing against my tongue as he fills my mouth (and then some) with rather nice tasting cum.  With his length jammed down my throat it's tricky to swallow, so I am gulping as I try and cope with his volume, but I manage ;)

I suck him dry, then stand as he zips up. ' Some water?' he asks as he exits the room.  I accept then depart, shaking my head at it all.  Fast would be proud....

In a possibly disgusting sideline, 10 minutes later I burp and get to taste and smell him all over again.....

4 comments:

  1. Too bad you didn't get to feel the fur that was poking up his shirt...
    And second whiff and taste isn't disgusting at all. I remember the first guy I swallowed. That pulse of the cock in my mouth was an incredible feeling. Even more addicting than the taste of cum itself...

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  2. What does nice-tasting cum taste like?

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    1. Ya know, not sure how I can describe it and I'm sure it's the psychological triggers more than the taste itself. But I do know that nasty cum tastes bitter and acidic... Like coffee flavored basalmic vinegar it its most (astringent?) form...

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    2. Spot on. I was going to say "it's like porn - you know it when you encounter it"...

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