DAVID 662
“Lemme suck it,”
He stood there wide-eyed and mouth open. We had only been working together at the gym for about a month so the fact that someone that he worked with would come up and say something like that caught him completely off guard. Add to that the fact that he had just come out of the shower, and the fact that it was past closing time and we were alone, and you’ve got the perfect situation for seeing those big baby blues opened wide in surprise. But he had a faint smile on his face, so I knew I wasn’t going to get a warning. Though my proposition came as a surprise, it most definitely could not have been that much of a surprise. God knows he was propositioned multiple times a day when he worked a full shift.. Bold men, and even bold women…they all wandered a little too close to him, leered, let their hands wander, and whispered to him. Even shy men were worn down by his incredible good looks and that amazing body, and they’d wait until he was alone and ask. Seeing all that just infuriated me. I mean, who else should he want to screw around with but me? But all he did was smile and give vague answers while at the same time complimenting my legs or my butt or my shoulder development. Our mutual sexual persuasions were no secret. They were never said out loud, but we both knew how the other swung.
But I couldn’t stand it anymore. If I started to hear from the gym members about which of them had scored with Davey or who he liked the best, I would scream. So with a burst of crazy confidence I leaned close to him in the locker room, with my arms folded and my face inches away from his, gave him an evil grin, and said “Lemme suck it.”
Once he had caught his breath, he continued to dry himself and chuckled. “You know Brad, if I thought you could, I would.”
“Oh I can do it,” I said. “I’ve done bigger than yours.” That part was a total lie.
“Well, it’s not that –huh?”
Now I chuckled. “I guess you haven’t heard about me. I kind of have a reputation. I’ve got a loose jaw, a long tongue, and no gag reflex. Nobody satisfies big men like me.”
He blinked his eyes as he realized what I could do. “Well…heh heh…I’m sure that’s quite a talent.”
“The way I see it, your chances of getting a deep, sloppy, skilled blowjob are few and far between. Have you ever….?”
“Oh,” he said as he nervously dried his hair. “Yeah. There have been a few.”
“A few. Where’s the nearest guy who you know that can take you?”
He rolled his eyes. “Dallas.”
“Dallas?! What do you do when you’re craving one?”
“Well, you know….I, I have a strict rule not to um, get involved with people I work with.”
“Yeah, but it’s after hours. We’re not working together now.”
“Yes, but–”
“You afraid you’ll get addicted?”
“Addicted? Ha ha. Don’t be silly.”
“You ever have one last as long as you want?
“Uh…”
“You ever had your knees buckle when you cum?”
“I, I don’t remember. I don’t think so. No.”
“You ever feel the muscles in your crotch seize up, over and over again, in one of those really powerful orgasms that seem like they’re going on forever?”
He shook his head.
“You ever hear your cum squirt out, under pressure?”
“No.”
I licked my lips. “Well then, Davey. Why don’t we keep your little rule intact. Nobody’s going to fuck nobody. Let ol’ Brad give you the slowest, wettest, longest, most intense blow job you’ve ever had. All my subjects, and they were all big tough men, screamed when they came. Let’s see how quiet you can be when your cock goes off in my mouth.”
2016