The Beginning

To be honest I didn’t have a clue what to do right then. I didn’t really want the word to get around that I was a cum slut so I didn’t want to swallow but I was so curious about how it would taste and feel. The first taste of pre-cum I pulled his cock out and let him cum all over the side of my face. A huge glob of cum hit me on the cheek, chin, lips and forehead, spattering my face with quite the cum shower. This was one of the most erotic experiences that I’ve ever had. Aaron must have shot cum for a full minute and then the shower ended. It was so warm and felt so good. I loved the small sampling of the pre-cum that got in my mouth.

I picked my head up and stood. As soon as I was on my feet I started wiping the cum off my face and licking it off my hand. I was a little pissed because after that I was passed right on up the ladder through a few more guys, including my department manager and on up to Mr. Graves, the plant manager. Actually I’m not sure one of the two would be considered up the ladder since he was the janitor or as they are now called, a maintenance engineer.

A package came for the custodial department. Chuck called to be sure someone was there. Then after I'd suck his cock he had me deliver the package to the basement.

The custodial office was way back in an obscure corner of the basement. It was so far off the beaten path, that most people worked there for years and never saw or even knew where the custodial office was. The whole area was as spooky as hell. There didn’t appear to be anyone around so I called out, “Hello. Is anyone here? I have a package.”

From somewhere it the room someone sang out, “Back here. I’ll be there in a second. Put the package on the desk in the corner.”

Looking around I saw a small office area in a corner behind some shelves. As I made my way across the dimly lite room and sat the package on the desk, I heard a door shut. When I turned there was a very large man standing between the exit door and me. The uniform shirt with Chris written over the left pocket and the big ring of keys on his belt was a dead give away that his name was Chris and that he was part of the invisible work force … a janitor… a maintenance engineer.

Sauntering across the room, Chris boldly sat down on the corner of the desk and said, “You don’t know me do you?”

“No,” I whisper nervously.

“No one ever knows the janitors. Were invisible to most people. But I know you. I’ve been watching you all week. Watching you suck cocks. And I must say that you’re quite good at it, too.”

Know what Chris wanted, I didn’t wait to be told, I took a deep breath and got on my knees. Then I expertly unzipped Chris’s trousers and freed his cock. "Oh god," I gasped when I saw his big cock. It was well over 8-inches long and very thick with well-proportioned reddish/purple head that already glistened with pre-cum and a maze of thick rope like veins that begged to be traced by my hungry tongue.

I looked up and gave him a quick, lusty grin. Chris grinned back down at me as he waited patiently for me to suck his cock.

Wrapping my fingers around the base of Chris’s cock, I leaned forward and kissed the tip, his pee slit… the source of his clear, slick juice. I took my tongue off his slit and milked Chris’s cock with my hand. I watched a bubble of pre-cum emerge from the opening in the head of his cock and turn into a string running over the base of my thumb. Licking up the slimy juice, I got another good taste of him. I closed my lips over Chris’s mushroom head and sucked, drawing more of his natural lubricant into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the head of his cock and slid his shaft over my tongue and further into my mouth.

"Ooooh yeah," Chris moaned, "suck it man, suck my cock."

I sucked, bobbing my head up and down as his cock slid between my red lips. The insides of my mouth flexed as the spongy hard head rubbed across the roof of my mouth and bumped against the back of my throat. I held such a tight pressure on his cock that I could feel the veins on the top, side and bottom of his shaft as the big vein along the underside most prominently moved in my mouth. Chris’s juice mixed with my saliva was dripping down my chin, rolling down my neck, wetting the front of my shirt.

Chuckling, Chris started moving his hips, moving his big cock in and out of my mouth. His curly pubic hair was soon tickling my nose and his sack of big cum filled nuts was bouncing on my chin. Raising my hand, I took his balls in one hand and gently massaged them. I let go of his cock with my other hand and reached around to grasp a cheek of his muscular butt.

"Ooooh, uugh, ooooh, yeah, gonna cum," Chris moaned again.

"Muuumh," I mumbled, my mouth full of his moving cock.

"You gonna swallow it?" he asked jokingly.

"Muuumph, unh," I answered nodding my head as best I could up and down in assent.

I felt Chris’s cock flex, the big head flare even bigger, his shaft stiffen, the vein on the bottom pulse. A blast of hot cum shot against the back of my throat. I gulped it down. Another huge wad squirted into my mouth. I backed off just a bit so I could taste and feel his salty, creamy cum roiling onto my tongue.

Chris was humping and grunting as I took all his hot load of cum and swallowed it, as fast as I could.

"Unnnnh," he grunted.

Backing off his cock, I drain the last string of his rope like cum into my mouth.

When I returned from delivering the package, Aaron sent me to Mr. Scott Powers, our department head’s office to run an errand for him. When I got to his office, his secretary sent me down to the parking lot to get Mr. Powers‘s car and wait for him out front. As soon as he got in the car, he asked, “Do you know where the park is at on Lake Street?”

“Yes, sir,” I answered.

“Good, then drive us there.”

It was a silent twenty minute drive. When we got to the lake Mr. Powers directed me to the back of the park where we parked in a secluded wooded area where we would be unobserved. When I put the car in park and killed the engine, Mr. Powers turned kind of side ways on the seat and spread his legs. As he leaned back against the car door, he asked, “Are you going to suck my cock?”

I stammered out a, “yes,” as I slid off seat down to the floorboard, I reached for his belt buckle. I quickly unbuckled and unzipped his pants and pulled out his already hard cock. I figured it was probably between six and seven inches. I put my fingers around the shaft and used my tongue to flick the head a few times. When I heard a slight groan, I slid my tongue down the shaft.

Mr. Powers grasped my head lightly, guiding my mouth to his balls. I loved the scent of them, just a slight musky smell of perspiration mixed with the scent of soap. When I started suck and lick his balls, he moaned, “Damn, that feels good.”

His words of encouragement ignited a fire in me, as I sucked first one then the other of his balls into my mouth, gently rolling them around with my tongue. It felt so natural and yet so forbidden at the same time. As I sucked, Mr. Powers started to move his hips, letting his cock trail across my face as I continued to tongue his balls.

With every movement, Mr. Powers praised me, telling me how good I was, how wonderful my mouth felt to him. Spurred on by his praise, I started kissing and nipping at his shaft, running my tongue across the veins on the underside. His cock was hard and throbbing, jumping and bouncing against my lips as I continued to revel in his readily apparent enjoyment.

I was licking him eagerly when he said, “Be sure to get down under my balls." Moving back down, my supple tongue found the spot right where his ass crack begins and began to mouth and tongue him there. Gosh I have to admit that the musky male taste and smell of him down there was heady and so erotic.

I took the head of his cock into my mouth, tightened my lips and slowly started moving my mouth up and down his shaft while stroking the base of his cock with my hand. I picked up the pace ever so slowly, using one hand to stroke his cock and the other to massage his balls. Mr. Powers moaned his approval and put his hands on the back of my head. He started to thrust his hips forward, pumping his cock in and out of his mouth. I could feel he was close to bursting so I quickened the pace.

It was a good thing that we were in a deserted section of the park because he exploded with a load yell. A rush of cum spewed into my mouth and I hungrily gulped it down as I continued to stroke his cock. Finally my mouth released his cock and he sighed.

When I moved back up into the drivers’ seat, I was surprised to see a car parked a discreet distance to our right. I smiled when I realized that I could only see one head sticking up and he was looking down at his lap instead of enjoying the lovely trees. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to guess what was happening in his lap. I just wondered if it was a guy or girl that had their face there.

When I got to work the next morning, there was a note clipped to my time card, saying that Robert Elkhart wanted to see me at ten o’clock. Not realizing how fast my reputation was spreading, I was unsure why Mr. Elkhart wanted to see me. He was a department head, but not my department. I really didn’t answer to him.

I'd never really paid any attention to Mr. Elkhart before, but when I got to his office I noticed that he was actually good looking. At twenty seven years of age Robert was a picture of fitness. He was six foot three inches tall, with nice white teeth and winning smile, dark brown hair that matched his mysterious dark brown eyes, with broad shoulders that tapered into a narrow waist. He had the type body that wore clothes well and he took advantage of it. He was always impeccably dressed, tailored shirts and slacks and silk ties with a perfect Windsor knot and expensive Italian made shoes.

Out of all five guys that I was servicing, Robert, obviously concerned about getting his clothes wrinkled was the only one that got completely naked instead of just pulling his pants down like everyone else, Robert would strip completely before he’d let me suck his cock. As he stripped off his clothes Robert would fold them carefully and lay them on the desk. Once naked he’d sit down in his chair and let me suck him off. Robert’s body was worth the wait. Sensuality oozed from his naked body and filled the room with a palpable sexual atmosphere.