My Boss’ Pierced Cock

Submitted by James

I’ve wanked off with dozens of guys. Have always been an avid masturbator and love sharing my meat with other men. I previously posted about an office mate I used to go running with before work who turned out to be a bator just like me. We drifted apart after I left that job, but I recently had a new experience at work that I think my BuddyBate brothers will want to hear about.

A little about me before I dive in – I’m in my early 30s, living in an east coast city, working in fintech. I’m just above 6 feet tall, with a fairly stocky/muscular build, lots of body hair, and some low hanging nuts. My penis is circumcised and just above 7inches when hard. Oh, and I’m a heavy precummer.

I have been in my current role for about 3 years now. Usually, this position requires about 6/7 work trips a year, but the pandemic put a pause on those. Now that the world is reopening, however, we are slowly getting back out there. Prior to lockdown, I would go on these trips alone or bring an entry level employee with me to help set up/act as my assistant. However, since it had been so long since we were on the road, my boss decided that he wanted to tag along for a couple of our more important trips.

My boss (we’ll call him Jim) is a hulking man. He’s in his 50s, about 6’4, and VERY muscular. I’m a fairly beefy guy, but I have nothing on Jim. He could snap me in half without even breaking a sweat.

On this particular trip, Jim’s room was just across the hall from me. After checking into our hotel we both got to work, prepping for our presentation the next day. After a few minutes of chatting back and forth online, Jim told me to just come across the hall and join him in his room. When I knocked on the door Jim answered in just a tank top and shorts. Being so muscular, these small pieces of clothing barely covered him up. This was the first time I noticed Jim’s body was hairless. It definitely added to the definition of his muscles.

He apologized for the casual attire and explained that he was going to workout after we were done. I told him I had been thinking of doing the same, so after our work was finished we proceeded to head to the hotel gym together (made sense to just workout with each other – act as a spotter and whatnot).

The gym was surprisingly nice and empty, which was as a plus. We could continue our banter without needing to worry about other guests. We were really working up a storm too. We were sweating buckets and you could smell our musky pits getting more and more ripe with every set.

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We left bench presses for the end. Jim finished up his reps and then it was my turn. I laid down on the bench, placed my hands on the bar and looked up at Jim standing above me. It was then that I realized Jim wasn’t wearing any underwear. Just barely visible up the leg of his shorts was his cock head.

I probably wouldn’t have noticed it, if it wasn’t for the thick, gauged Prince Albert piercing shining against the gym lights.

My cock began to stir in my shorts so I quickly started working out, hoping the strenuous weight lifting would distract me enough so that I didn’t get an erection. After every set, I couldn’t help but steal quick glances up his shorts. I was so surprised, Jim was not the type of guy I expected to be pierced, let alone on his dick!

To my horror, when we finished our workout, Jim pointed down to my crotch and said “looks like you need to use the restroom”. I immediately turned bright red as I noticed a large patch of precum soaking through my shorts (told you I had a heavy flow). I made a joke about testosterone and how workouts always got me going. Jim just laughed it off and made some comment about how I was lucky to be so young and virile.

After the workout we made our way to the gym’s locker room where there were showers and a sauna. Before washing up we decided to sweat it out a little more. We stripped off in the locker room, wrapping a towel around our waists, and then headed in for a steam. I was heartbroken to see that Jim turned away from me when he changed. I was really hoping to get a good look at his cock, but sadly that didn’t happen.

When we got into the sauna Jim sat opposite to me. We were in there for only a few minutes when my prayers were answered. It was like Jim knew my disappointment from before. His legs spread open, allowing his heavy cock to flop down between his legs, in perfect view from where I was sitting. Jim’s penis was about 3 inches soft, circumcised, very thick, with nice low hanging balls. Having now seen it a second time I was surprised how thick a gauge his PA was. It would take time to work up to that size. My mind started to wander as I thought about what it must feel like to have one and fuck with one.

I was startled when I looked up and realized Jim was fully aware that I had just been staring at his junk for the better part of 10 minutes. I was about to utter some half-hearted apology when he stood up and said he was going to head to the showers.

Embarrassed at being caught checking out my boss, I quietly followed him out and slipped into the shower cubicle next to him without saying a word. After a minute or two, I started to hear a rhythmic slapping noise coming from Jim’s shower. It took me a minute to realize, but when I looked down I could tell from his shadow on the ground what he was doing.

Jim, my boss, was masturbating in the shower stall right next to me. For a few moments I was frozen, not knowing if I should leave or not.

My cock became hard as a rock and without giving it much thought I started to touch myself, thinking about what Jim’s cock must look like erect and what it was like to have a PA. After a few minutes, neither one of us were hiding the fact that we were bating. You could hear slapping noises as well as the occasional grunt coming from both our stalls.

I couldn’t hold it back anymore and with a loud grunt I started shooting off a massive load all over the shower wall. A few seconds later I heard a deep, guttural grunt from Jim’s stall. When I looked down I could see cum swirling around the drain.

I quickly cleaned off, not knowing what to do or if I should acknowledge what happened with Jim. I had just stepped out of my shower to dry off when Jim pulled his curtain back and stepped out. His cock was still hard as a rock, throbbing gently. It was only about 5 inches hard, but thicker than any cock I had ever seen. Easily the thickness of a beer can, if not thicker.

We didn’t say anything as we dried off and dressed. I was a bit worried about having done something to make him uncomfortable. I didn’t feel fully relaxed again until the next day, when after my presentation Jim asked if I wanted to work out again.

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