I wanted to write about the popular fantasy of sucking a huge cock and huge loads of cum. I think this covers all bases. Please comment.
-Nathan
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I just got my first "real" job out of college working for a company that manufactures small components for the Aerospace industry. I sweated my way through three interviews and, after countless prayers, happily accepted their meager offer doing application engineering work. The pay was standard for a new graduate but, for me, it was fantastic. I had accrued a lot of debt in college and a real job was key to allow me to start paying it off and starting a new life.
The company was small with only seven employees. The owner was my boss, Chuck. Apparently, he had started off machining components on some high-tech cnc machines. After doing this for years, he'd moved into the field and then into sales. He was able to secure some good-sized contracts and, instead of running them through his employer, had started his own company. The company was apparently doing fine -- although not great.
When hired, I was told by Chuck that I'd have to do a lot of traveling with him as he visited customers. He needed me to help couch his proposals with the 3d drawings and technical knowhow his customers demanded.
The idea of having to travel for work was very exciting to me. I had no wife or girlfriend -- for that matter, I had no family. My Mom died my freshman year. I never knew my father. Also, I'd never really been anywhere outside of a one-hundred-mile radius of my home. I'd get to see the country. And It'd be paid for by the company!
"We're small," Chuck exclaimed after hiring me. "No fancy hotels when you travel. Many times we double up. That gonna be a problem for you?"
"No sir!" I assured him.
In reality, it truly wasn't an issue. I had shared a cheap apartment in college with five other guys. Six guys equals no privacy. One of my roommates, Rick, was kind of a jerk and an exhibitionist. He had used every excuse to run around nude or flop his long flaccid dick at me and the rest of the guys -- well, mostly at me. The other guys told him to leave them alone and he did. When I told him, he always ignored me. After a while, I just tried to ignore him. The guys ended up calling him "eRickshun". They all laughed when he'd walk up next to me when I was studying and he'd startle me by slapping his dick against the table or against my face when I turned to look at him. Or sometimes, when I was watching TV, he'd straddle me on the couch, pinning my arms with his legs, and he'd rub his dick over my face. So immature! I learned to put up with his childish teasing. Some kids are just that way -- they're kinda jerks or bullies. After a year or two his antics became somewhat normal. Mostly, I just ignored him.
By my Junior year, eRickshun, I discovered, had gotten into the habit of sneaking over to my bed when I was asleep, and rubbing his cock against my lips while masturbating. He was such a jerk! I caught him when I woke up suddenly one time but pretended to sleep -- not believing that he was really doing this. He ending up cumming on my face and against my lips. This explained why I had been waking up every so often in a pool of -- what I thought was drool!
I was going to confront him the next day but didn't want to rock the boat. He was my friend, right? My roommates were my only friends, in fact. Their teasing was harsh at times but I could take it. And eRickshun was just messing around -- even if I thought it was overboard. I felt pretty sure he'd stop doing it -- he knew it was wrong...and he was my friend. Friends don't treat other friends like that.
But he didn't. Stop, that is. He came on my face and mouth weekly. By October, I was getting pretty mad because I kept having to clean my pillow and pillow case. I decided to let him have a piece of my mind even if this might cause a rift in our friendship.
However, the next day, the more I thought about it, the more I didn't want to cause trouble. In the end, it wasn't such a big deal even if it was kinda gay. Not a big enough issue to ruin our friendship, I thought.
Then a thought occurred to me...even though I wasn't gay - maybe eRickshun was. He kept putting his dick on me and stuff...That would explain it. This realization made me feel bad for him. Not because he was gay - to each his own and all. But because, I realized, he probably had all kinds of emotional stuff locked inside him -- closeted away. He was probably really suffering and I was going to make it worse by yelling at him. I would make it worse by risking our friendship. I decided I couldn't do that to a friend.
That night, I realized there was another solution that wouldn't put our friendship at risk. I would let him cum in my mouth instead of on my face and lips. By this point, I had already tasted his cum many times. Quite frankly, I actually liked the flavor more than that of my own cum which I ate regularly when I jacked off. So it was really no big sacrifice for me. Plus, I had to admit, the feeling of his dick head against my lips was kinda nice.
So when I heard him getting out of his bed and coming over to me, I turned my head to the side of the bed and opened my mouth wide as if breathing through it. I felt his presence next to me and heard the light slapping sound of his hand against his dick. I then felt the familiar warmth and heft of his dick against my cheek. At this point, he'd normally rub it against my lips until he pried them open. Instead, he slid his cock down and slipped the head into my open mouth. I heard him gasp loudly.
He pushed until the whole head and maybe an inch of cock was in my mouth. I really hoped this was helping him get through whatever he was dealing with. It was kinda embarrassing for me. After all, I now had his penis in my mouth. I almost smiled with these two thought though. I was happy to truly help a friend. I also had to admit I liked the feeling of his dick in my mouth. My own penis was fully erect! As a straight guy, this was so strange!
eRickshun pulled his dick out of my mouth. It made an audible "popping" sound when it cleared my lips. He stopped, probably concerned I'd wake up. After a moment, he pushed in again.
Rick sighed quietly, "Ohhhh"
He withdrew with the same quiet "pop".
Rick thrust in again. I felt him reach the back of my mouth. He rotated his hips a bit. His dick moved around my mouth. I pushed my tongue tight under the rim of the head.
Rick swore softly.
He pulled out and thrust back in immediately.
He did this again. Then again, faster.
Soon Rick started fucking my mouth. This didn't last long until I felt a spurt of hot liquid in my mouth.
"FuhhhhhhK" Rick whispered.
He kept thrusting, now not pulling it out of my lips but literally fucking my mouth.
I felt another spurt of hot liquid. Rick kept pumping and swearing quietly. I realized I had to swallow all of his cum or it would pour out of my mouth and onto my pillow again.
I closed my mouth and swallowed.
Rick froze, maybe afraid I was awaking. His body shuddered and his dick released more cum into my mouth. Rick exhaled quietly as he shuddered and let the cum pulse into my mouth.
When I swallowed the third time, I breathed in loudly through my nose, closed my lips tight around his dick and turned my head and body away from him. This allowed me to clean the cum off his dick until it slid out of my mouth and to turn over to face away from him.
After standing there in silence for a moment, eRickshun tiptoed back to his bed. I quietly jerked off and added my own cum to his. I laughed at myself. I wasn't even gay!
eRickshun did this to me and I kept up my pretense of sleeping for all of Junior year -- at least twice a week. Sometimes nightly.
During my senior year. I pretended to wake up. eRickshun was mortified at first. I calmed him by telling him I understood his "issue". We could still be friends, I explained. If he wanted, I would help him out.
Rick is probably still in the closet today - even after I gave him secret blowjobs throughout all of senior year.
I even learned to take his whole dick into my mouth. Part of it even went into my throat! I learned to do this quietly without gagging. I didn't want the other roommates to wake up and discover Rick's secret. I felt good that I was able to be such a good friend.
So, during my work initiation, when Chuck told me about sharing a room, I had no concerns.
Compared to my college experience, how bad could sharing an occasional hotel room with my boss be? At least he was straight!
Chuck, I discovered, was a mostly likeable but often bossy man about twenty years older than me. He was tall and seemed to be in good shape.
Understanding that I was the low man on the totem pole, I did what I could to make sure that I resolved our customers' issues quickly and efficiently so he could close the sales. Sometimes it didn't matter and I'd get scolded like a kid.
"Davis, didn't I tell you to answer Kerns before leaving yesterday?" He'd yell causing me to jump to attention.
"Yeah Chuck but you-"
"Don't you 'yeah Chuck' me! Do you think I can't hire another damn application engineer within a week? Get your ass in gear, dammit! You want to stay employed? You gotta add value! You goddam do what I tell you to do!" He'd bellowed.
I absolutely could not afford to lose my job - especially not in this economy. I learned that when he told me to do something, I did it. Now.
During the first six months, I stayed around the office and learned our products and offered assistance by phone or email. Chuck kept me on my toes. He was very demanding and sometimes unreasonable. Rent needed to be paid and my debts were not taking care of themselves so I learned to deal with it. I jumped when he said jump. I obeyed his commands. I became a good worker and worked hard to please him.
One day, Chuck called me into his office.
"Davis? The Kerns crew liked our solution. They have some issues and questions they'd like us to go over. We're driving up there tomorrow afternoon so we can be there first thing Thursday. Grab the X4 prototypes and have Marcus mount two of the finigan pins to the left side of the first one. Have him use your solution, the last one? You know, the one with the oblong range bevel that replaces the one pin? Have him prepare that. Take 'em both."
I did what he asked, made sure my laptop was loaded with the appropriate drawing and that I had physical copies as well.
The next day we made the four hour drive. We checked into the hotel and, sure enough, were booked into one room with two queen beds.
For me, even though it was a typical business hotel, the room seemed pretty nice. I'd only stayed in cheap motels before. The fact that Chuck would be sleeping in the bed four feet away didn't bother me. Why would it? It kinda made me think of eRickshun.
"Just drop your gear. We'll go grab a bite and get back here before it's too late." Chuck said tossing his bag on the first bed.
At the sleepy Mexican restaurant next to the hotel, Chuck ordered tequilla shots for both of us from the hot Latina milf waitress with the low-cut blouse. We both watched her swing her sexy ass as she took our order to the kitchen.
