Justins Descent Part 1
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My colleagues had gone home hours ago and the office had been silent for several hours when I finally finished up the big project I was working on for the last few months. After double checking my work, I slide the file closed and stretched back in my chair. This was caused for a celebration, but it was well past midnight and even the local bars were closing soon. I was feeling pretty good and decided to reward myself. Flipping my laptop open, I jumped onto a website and began to search the casual encounters.
After a few minutes or mundane ads, I stumbled upon a gentlemen that was looking for some relief and needed to be discrete about it. It wasn’t exactly poetry but fit the bill perfectly. I sent a quick email asking if he was still looking and received a reply within minutes. When he asked if I had somewhere to play and discovered I was alone in my office, he jumped at the opportunity. I told him it was too much of a risk to get caught by the cleaning crew to meet inside. The parking lot was completely empty without any surveillance, so we agreed to meet outside.
I headed to the restroom to freshen up before walking out to my car. The air was cool and helped to wake me out of the stupor caused by all the recent late nights at the office. My car was the only one in the lot and very obvious for anyone to see when they pulled in. About twenty minutes later, a car pulled off the main road into the parking lot and headed toward me. The driver drove past me and circled around before parking next to me. He rolled down his window and asked if I was Andy. I nodded and he told me his name was Frank.
Frank seemed to be in his mid-fifties, which he had been honest about in his email, but certainly not as handsome as he had made himself out to be online. He smiled, shut off his car and got out. Instead of being tall and lean, he was actually rather short and portly. My dismay must have shown and he quickly said, “Sorry, I was just eager to meet you.” I didn’t say anything and just paused to consider my options. “Listen, you’re just not my type,” I told him. When I went to open my car door, Frank quickly grabbed my hand and pleaded for me to stop. I pulled his hand off of mine, swung around and told him quite clearly that I wasn’t interested.
“I’ll give you a hundred bucks,” this random stranger said without hesitation. I was appalled at the thought that he offered me money. “What the fuck?” I asked him. Frank didn’t miss a beat and repeated his offer, “Hundred bucks.” I just shook my head in wonder and replied, “I’m not some hustler.” He shifted from side to side a few times and reached into his pocket. “I’m desperate and just want my cock sucked,” he said excitedly. I couldn’t believe what was going on and just stood there.
For some reason, Frank took that as a sign I might be interested and began to unbuckle his jeans. “Hold on, buddy,” I said in a panic. He ignored me, unzipped and pulled his jeans and underwear down to his ankles in a flash. His small, semi-hard cock hung in the breeze. I looked and noticed a huge mushroom head that certainly got my attention. “Please,” he begged me, “just suck it.” I watched as his cock started to stiffen a bit more in the cool air. “My wife won’t blow me and it’s been ages,” he continued. “Figured a young guy like you could use an extra buck.”
Part of me wanted to slug Frank and walk away. Fortunately for him, that big mushroom head of his was just the thing to get me to consider his offer. While the thought of blowing this old, married, fat guy in the parking lot disgusted me, I was horny as hell and desperate to suck some cock. My girlfriend at the time was unaware or my encounters with men, so I figured it was best not to waste the chance to get some. I remained silent and simply fell to my knees in front of Frank.
I reached out and grabbed hold of his little cock, working the big bulbous head between my thumb and forefinger. Frank let out a soft moan. His cock started to spring to life a bit more and I gave it a couple of tugs. It got really hard quickly and was probably five inches at full length. I bent over and placed it against my lips. Frank looked down at me in wonder as I opened up and took his mushroom head into my mouth. He let out another moan and said, “Oh, baby.” I ran my tongue around his cockhead a few times before sinking it further into my mouth. Frank grabbed the back of my head with one of his hands and pushed down hard. I felt his balls against my chin and had taken his whole shaft with ease.
A strong musky scent filled my nose as Frank pushed against the back of my head and forced just a bit more cock down my throat. His bush was unkempt but clean and also smelled of soap. I reached up to cup his balls with my hand and gently tugged on them. He released the tight grip on my head and I worked his cock back out of my throat and mouth. “Sorry,” he said sheepishly, “just been so long and I got carried away.”
I quickly engulfed Frank’s cock again and reach up to place his hand back on the back of my head. He got the hint and pressed against it hard. It was nice to feel his mushroom head press against my throat and I began to concentrate on breathing through my nose. Frank pulled my hair roughly and I backed off his cock. He pressed down hard again and his shaft plunged back into my throat. Up and down, up and down, up and down. It wasn’t long before he had me bobbing on his cock in a decent rhythm. “God damn,” he said, “that feels good!”
The pace quickened and Frank was soon face fucking me. I had never really been manhandled like that. Sure, I’d sucked a few cocks by then, but it was usually very gentle and slow. He was caught up in the moment and simply using my mouth and throat as a device to get himself off. I hate to admit it, but I loved every second. Soon he pressed a little too hard and I gagged a bit. “Choke on it, bitch,” he said in a very different tone. Holy shit, this dumpy little perv was really getting off on this. I reached around and placed my hands on his ass cheeks. Frank moaned and said, “Take daddy’s cock!”
Dirty talk always pushes my buttons and I was now rock hard with excitement. I looked up at Frank as he shoved his cock in and out of my mouth. That must have sent him over the edge because I felt his ass tense up. “I’m going to cum,” he said between sharp breaths. I quickly grabbed his cock and backed it out of my mouth. “No, swallow it,” he barked. I just shook my head and gave his cock a tug. Frank grunted and said, “Another hundred to swallow.”
My mind raced for a few seconds with is offer. Hell, I was this far anyway and craving for a taste of cum. I rolled my tongue around his big mushroom head and place his cock back into my mouth. Frank let out a deep grunt and his cock began to spasm. He flooded my mouth with a warm, tart rope of cum. I held it in my mouth while he shot another big spurt of jizz. That was followed by another before he grabbed my head and shoved his cock down my throat. Luckily, I had the wherewithal to swallow and felt his thick load slide down my throat with the shaft of his cock. A final burst of spunk emptied into the back of my throat.
While I thought that was it, Frank held my head in place. I felt his thick legs tremble. “Fuck yeah!” he exclaimed. I raised my head and felt him let go as his cock exited my mouth with a loud pop. I swallowed a few times to get the rest of his load down. A few globs of cum had spilled out onto my chin. Grabbing his cock, I swirled it around my chin and licked the remains off. “Oh my,” he said smiling, “clean it all up.” After giving his cock a final click with my tongue, I stood up.
Frank quickly pulled his pants up and fished into his pockets. He pulled out a roll of money and began to flip through the tens and twenties. I reached out to grab his hand and he pulled back quickly as though I was going to take the wad. “Relax,” I said, “and put that away.” Frank looked at me curiously and shoved the money back into his pocket. “I’m not a hustler,” I said laughing, “just a slut.” He began to laugh with me and zipped up his jeans.
After a few minutes or mundane ads, I stumbled upon a gentlemen that was looking for some relief and needed to be discrete about it. It wasn’t exactly poetry but fit the bill perfectly. I sent a quick email asking if he was still looking and received a reply within minutes. When he asked if I had somewhere to play and discovered I was alone in my office, he jumped at the opportunity. I told him it was too much of a risk to get caught by the cleaning crew to meet inside. The parking lot was completely empty without any surveillance, so we agreed to meet outside.
I headed to the restroom to freshen up before walking out to my car. The air was cool and helped to wake me out of the stupor caused by all the recent late nights at the office. My car was the only one in the lot and very obvious for anyone to see when they pulled in. About twenty minutes later, a car pulled off the main road into the parking lot and headed toward me. The driver drove past me and circled around before parking next to me. He rolled down his window and asked if I was Andy. I nodded and he told me his name was Frank.
Frank seemed to be in his mid-fifties, which he had been honest about in his email, but certainly not as handsome as he had made himself out to be online. He smiled, shut off his car and got out. Instead of being tall and lean, he was actually rather short and portly. My dismay must have shown and he quickly said, “Sorry, I was just eager to meet you.” I didn’t say anything and just paused to consider my options. “Listen, you’re just not my type,” I told him. When I went to open my car door, Frank quickly grabbed my hand and pleaded for me to stop. I pulled his hand off of mine, swung around and told him quite clearly that I wasn’t interested.
“I’ll give you a hundred bucks,” this random stranger said without hesitation. I was appalled at the thought that he offered me money. “What the fuck?” I asked him. Frank didn’t miss a beat and repeated his offer, “Hundred bucks.” I just shook my head in wonder and replied, “I’m not some hustler.” He shifted from side to side a few times and reached into his pocket. “I’m desperate and just want my cock sucked,” he said excitedly. I couldn’t believe what was going on and just stood there.
For some reason, Frank took that as a sign I might be interested and began to unbuckle his jeans. “Hold on, buddy,” I said in a panic. He ignored me, unzipped and pulled his jeans and underwear down to his ankles in a flash. His small, semi-hard cock hung in the breeze. I looked and noticed a huge mushroom head that certainly got my attention. “Please,” he begged me, “just suck it.” I watched as his cock started to stiffen a bit more in the cool air. “My wife won’t blow me and it’s been ages,” he continued. “Figured a young guy like you could use an extra buck.”
Part of me wanted to slug Frank and walk away. Fortunately for him, that big mushroom head of his was just the thing to get me to consider his offer. While the thought of blowing this old, married, fat guy in the parking lot disgusted me, I was horny as hell and desperate to suck some cock. My girlfriend at the time was unaware or my encounters with men, so I figured it was best not to waste the chance to get some. I remained silent and simply fell to my knees in front of Frank.
I reached out and grabbed hold of his little cock, working the big bulbous head between my thumb and forefinger. Frank let out a soft moan. His cock started to spring to life a bit more and I gave it a couple of tugs. It got really hard quickly and was probably five inches at full length. I bent over and placed it against my lips. Frank looked down at me in wonder as I opened up and took his mushroom head into my mouth. He let out another moan and said, “Oh, baby.” I ran my tongue around his cockhead a few times before sinking it further into my mouth. Frank grabbed the back of my head with one of his hands and pushed down hard. I felt his balls against my chin and had taken his whole shaft with ease.
A strong musky scent filled my nose as Frank pushed against the back of my head and forced just a bit more cock down my throat. His bush was unkempt but clean and also smelled of soap. I reached up to cup his balls with my hand and gently tugged on them. He released the tight grip on my head and I worked his cock back out of my throat and mouth. “Sorry,” he said sheepishly, “just been so long and I got carried away.”
I quickly engulfed Frank’s cock again and reach up to place his hand back on the back of my head. He got the hint and pressed against it hard. It was nice to feel his mushroom head press against my throat and I began to concentrate on breathing through my nose. Frank pulled my hair roughly and I backed off his cock. He pressed down hard again and his shaft plunged back into my throat. Up and down, up and down, up and down. It wasn’t long before he had me bobbing on his cock in a decent rhythm. “God damn,” he said, “that feels good!”
The pace quickened and Frank was soon face fucking me. I had never really been manhandled like that. Sure, I’d sucked a few cocks by then, but it was usually very gentle and slow. He was caught up in the moment and simply using my mouth and throat as a device to get himself off. I hate to admit it, but I loved every second. Soon he pressed a little too hard and I gagged a bit. “Choke on it, bitch,” he said in a very different tone. Holy shit, this dumpy little perv was really getting off on this. I reached around and placed my hands on his ass cheeks. Frank moaned and said, “Take daddy’s cock!”
Dirty talk always pushes my buttons and I was now rock hard with excitement. I looked up at Frank as he shoved his cock in and out of my mouth. That must have sent him over the edge because I felt his ass tense up. “I’m going to cum,” he said between sharp breaths. I quickly grabbed his cock and backed it out of my mouth. “No, swallow it,” he barked. I just shook my head and gave his cock a tug. Frank grunted and said, “Another hundred to swallow.”
My mind raced for a few seconds with is offer. Hell, I was this far anyway and craving for a taste of cum. I rolled my tongue around his big mushroom head and place his cock back into my mouth. Frank let out a deep grunt and his cock began to spasm. He flooded my mouth with a warm, tart rope of cum. I held it in my mouth while he shot another big spurt of jizz. That was followed by another before he grabbed my head and shoved his cock down my throat. Luckily, I had the wherewithal to swallow and felt his thick load slide down my throat with the shaft of his cock. A final burst of spunk emptied into the back of my throat.
While I thought that was it, Frank held my head in place. I felt his thick legs tremble. “Fuck yeah!” he exclaimed. I raised my head and felt him let go as his cock exited my mouth with a loud pop. I swallowed a few times to get the rest of his load down. A few globs of cum had spilled out onto my chin. Grabbing his cock, I swirled it around my chin and licked the remains off. “Oh my,” he said smiling, “clean it all up.” After giving his cock a final click with my tongue, I stood up.
Frank quickly pulled his pants up and fished into his pockets. He pulled out a roll of money and began to flip through the tens and twenties. I reached out to grab his hand and he pulled back quickly as though I was going to take the wad. “Relax,” I said, “and put that away.” Frank looked at me curiously and shoved the money back into his pocket. “I’m not a hustler,” I said laughing, “just a slut.” He began to laugh with me and zipped up his jeans.
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