TRUE: Ginger From Work
I started a new job about six months ago and on my first day I walked into the toilets to have a piss. Standing at the urinal I flopped my knob out and began pissing, only to be joined by a tall think ginger lad. He unzipped his fly and pulled out a long, limp cock, out of the corner of my eye, I watched him roll back his foreskin and begin pissing. He must have noticed me watching the stream of piss flowing from his cock, because he looked down towards my own dick. Briefly our eyes met and he riased his eyebrows. He rolled his foreskin back and forth over his cockhead a couple of times, before zipping up. We were both at the sinks washing our hands.
"What time do you finish?" he asked.
"I'm on a late, finish at 7."
"Me too. Always have to come in here before going home for a final piss." and with that he left.
I have to admit that I was puzzled at first, had he told me that for a reason? Well I would also pay a visit at the end of my shift.
I eagerly watched the clock all day, until finally, seven o'clock arrived. I hurriedly packed my bag and put my jacket on and then headed down the corridor towards the toilets.
Sure enough, he was there, having a final piss. Without a word, he looked at me and nodded his head towards the cubicle down the very end of the room. I followed him. Both of us were in the cubicle. He span me round and sat me on the toilet. He unzipped and unbuttoned and slid his trousers around his knees with his boxers. His cock was semi hard, very thick and pink. No asking me twice! I leant forward and began sucking his dick, it got solid in my mouth. He grabbed my head and began to fuck my mouth. Panting quietly as he used my mouth. My hand reached around and squeezed and stretched his arsecheeks. My fingers moving to give his balls a lick. They smelt sweaty and I found this a turn on. My cock was now in my hand, I stroked myself as I continued to sucked. He pushed his cock right down my throat, my nose was buried in his ginger pubes. He fucked my throat deep and in a steady rhythm.
"You swallow?" he whispered.
I took his cock out of my mouth very briefly to tell him I did.
"Nice one!" he said, returning to fucking my face.
I soon felt his dick swell and then an explosion of spunk shot to the back of my throat. Every tasty drop was savoured. His dick deflated in my mouth, he pulled his out and zipped up. Pulling me to my feet, he span me round. He stood behind me and reached round. He wanked my cock, my foreskin slid easily over my precum covered head. I felt the build up and then, as I acknowledged to him that I was coming, he pointed my cock towards the toilet as I spewed my jizz into the toilet bowl. As it came, he stuck a finger in my arsehole and gave me a little poke. I wiped the remaining cum off my cock with some toilet paper, flushed the toilet and zipped up. Opening the cubicle, we stepped out. He looked at his watch.
"Just in time for the bus." he said.
With that, we left the building and walked to the bus stop. Getting on opposite ends of the bus, we made our way home and then went our separate ways. I still see him at work sometimes, but have not done anything with him since. It was a great experience, just pure a****l lust. A great way to end a working day.
"What time do you finish?" he asked.
"I'm on a late, finish at 7."
"Me too. Always have to come in here before going home for a final piss." and with that he left.
I have to admit that I was puzzled at first, had he told me that for a reason? Well I would also pay a visit at the end of my shift.
I eagerly watched the clock all day, until finally, seven o'clock arrived. I hurriedly packed my bag and put my jacket on and then headed down the corridor towards the toilets.
Sure enough, he was there, having a final piss. Without a word, he looked at me and nodded his head towards the cubicle down the very end of the room. I followed him. Both of us were in the cubicle. He span me round and sat me on the toilet. He unzipped and unbuttoned and slid his trousers around his knees with his boxers. His cock was semi hard, very thick and pink. No asking me twice! I leant forward and began sucking his dick, it got solid in my mouth. He grabbed my head and began to fuck my mouth. Panting quietly as he used my mouth. My hand reached around and squeezed and stretched his arsecheeks. My fingers moving to give his balls a lick. They smelt sweaty and I found this a turn on. My cock was now in my hand, I stroked myself as I continued to sucked. He pushed his cock right down my throat, my nose was buried in his ginger pubes. He fucked my throat deep and in a steady rhythm.
"You swallow?" he whispered.
I took his cock out of my mouth very briefly to tell him I did.
"Nice one!" he said, returning to fucking my face.
I soon felt his dick swell and then an explosion of spunk shot to the back of my throat. Every tasty drop was savoured. His dick deflated in my mouth, he pulled his out and zipped up. Pulling me to my feet, he span me round. He stood behind me and reached round. He wanked my cock, my foreskin slid easily over my precum covered head. I felt the build up and then, as I acknowledged to him that I was coming, he pointed my cock towards the toilet as I spewed my jizz into the toilet bowl. As it came, he stuck a finger in my arsehole and gave me a little poke. I wiped the remaining cum off my cock with some toilet paper, flushed the toilet and zipped up. Opening the cubicle, we stepped out. He looked at his watch.
"Just in time for the bus." he said.
With that, we left the building and walked to the bus stop. Getting on opposite ends of the bus, we made our way home and then went our separate ways. I still see him at work sometimes, but have not done anything with him since. It was a great experience, just pure a****l lust. A great way to end a working day.
11 years ago