Book of Bate 3 – Executive Suck Club – Part Two
Executive Suck Club is now available in the Book of Bate Vol. 3 anthology! Click here for the full story and nine other awesome bate tales.
Exceprt from Executive Suck Club – Part Two
I’d never once wondered what a cock might taste like. Sure, I’d sampled my own precum on a few occasions while enjoying lengthy jack off sessions, and once or twice as a curious young man I’d licked my white goo from my fingers just to see or even aimed my unleashing eruption right into my mouth just for the excitement of something new, but I’d never considered that a blow job would be delicious. The flavor on my tongue was almost sweet. It didn’t taste like pussy, but it was enticing nonetheless.
I dived back in, welcoming the now rigid manhood into my mouth and this time actually sucking it gently. It slid slowly, the man subtly humping his hips to fuck my face while I applied what I imagined was the right amount of vacuum to the shape pumping over my tongue.
My fingers fumbled with my zipper, sliding it down and reaching inside, my hand grasping my thick cock and wrestling it free of my wet boxer shorts. The cool air bathed my stiff seven inch length, my erection straining with such hardness I couldn’t remember the last time I’d been so aroused. I glanced over to the young man, his eyes still watching me occasionally but mostly back to being preoccupied with the manhood dripping precum into his mouth with every lap of his tongue and thrust of his lips over the swollen shape.
I rubbed my sopping mushroom helmet, the exposed and flared bell end drooling over my fingers while I gobbled and licked at the cock in my face, my tongue brushing under the glans where I could feel the tight little flap of skin connecting his end to the underside of his shaft.
The smell of the room is something I will never forget. When I’d first arrived it had been dusty, greasy, mechanical, like metals and electricity. Now, as I bobbed forward and back on the wet erection and stroked my own hard length in my grip it was organic, sweet and salty, sweaty and masculine.
