City Adventures – Executive Suck Club – Part One
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City Adventures – Executive Suck Club – Part One
I’m not a prude and I’m certainly not sexually naive, but I will confess that while I had an inkling of what I could discover I wasn’t expecting to silently step through the opening and immediately see a young man on his knees beside a metal wall with a very large cock thrusting between his lips.
My brain put the pieces together rapidly. The room had clearly been connected to the boiler with a network of pipes. The metal wall half dividing the room I’d just entered was a safety barrier of sorts. A network of thick pipes had long ago been removed leaving this old divider with several large round holes evenly spaced along it.
I can’t say that I was startled or even surprised by the sight before me, at least not for longer than a fleeting moment. The young man hadn’t seen me arrive. Any sound I might have made was likely drowned by the sucking noises he was delivering and the gentle moans echoing from around and above the partial metal partition.
Why wasn’t I surprised? In my few months working in the city I’d already encountered plenty. I knew of a public rest room three blocks south where guys went to receive or offer a little light relief. I’d stumbled in there on the way back from business drinks with a client and been offered a hand job, which I’d politely refused. I should have known when I stepped into the tiled convenience and saw the several men seemingly milling around that it wasn’t merely a place to piss. I’d stepped up to the series of large urinals between two other standing men and revealed my cock from my pants. I confess I’d had a couple of beers too many at the meeting so when I peered to my left and was presented with a modest but solid erection I took my time to admire it.
I recall looking over my shoulder into one of the open cubicles behind me and seeing a guy bending over to suck on the offering of another man. Before that day I probably would have left quite quickly, making a mental note to avoid it in the future, but the buzz of the beers had made me bolshy. I continued pissing while the men beside me gazed at my cock openly and stroked their own, that’s when the one who’d presented his stiff pink member for me to peruse politely suggested that I should let him suck the cum out of my dick.
I might be embellishing my memory but I believe I smirked and said “thanks but I’m not interested”.
He was persistent while I finished up, complimenting my length and girth, suggesting that I would enjoy another man’s mouth on it if I only gave him a chance. Strangely I felt a moment of pride. There were plenty of other cocks in the room for him to satisfy his craving but he wanted mine. Is it odd for me to enjoy that notion? I don’t know, but I admit I had a slight spring in my step as I eased my dick back into my pants and strolled out of there past the gathered men either stroking themselves or another.
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