City Adventures – Executive Suck Club – Part Three
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City Adventures – Executive Suck Club – Part Three
Our dicks met again, my insistent hardness refusing to quit even though the intensity of the pleasure against my exposed tip was almost too much to take. My balls ached with the power of the full release I’d delivered already, but I knew there was more. The heat of his dick radiated through my own shaft, our slick penises becoming clammy. His foreskin slid around with ease, the glistening wetness of his tip nestling in my short pubes beside my dick dribbling a trail of slime among the coarse forest.
That’s when the man behind me shuffled a foot, causing me to startle and look around.
Derron was standing there. My boss. My friend. The man I’d known in college. The man who’d persuaded me to seek out a career in this field and then hired me for the job.
My heart sank into my stomach the second our eyes met. I think my cock must have started to soften within a millisecond of my brain registering his imposing muscular build and familiar angular features. After meeting his grey eyes for a mortifying moment I instinctively looked down to gaze at the near nine-inch shaft of pale flesh in his hand.
I’d known he was well-hung back in our college days, of course. I remember having caught him jacking off just once, visiting his dorm and strolling in without knocking. It hadn’t been a particularly embarrassing moment for either of us, more of a joke actually, but it was just one of those things we laughed about and quickly moved on from. I believe that was the only time I ever saw his large cock hard, and it was merely a fleeting glimpse as he reached over to grab the pillow from his bed to cover himself.
Clearly Derron had changed since then, there was no pillow to grab but he didn’t seem to care that I was gazing upon his erection, his heavy pink balls hanging out and bouncing gently while his hand slid along the length. The orbs tugging downward in his loose sack, his generous cock lighter than the tanned hand stroking it, the bright pink head a swollen mushroom of flesh almost pointing accusingly at me.