Date: Fri, 6 May 2022 12:55:13 -0400
From: Just Looking <18091809d@gmail.com>
Subject: Electrical Closet Suck (Encounter Category)

Electrical Closet Suck

The brown, light-skinned guy in his twenties had been assigned to me
while I did some work in their factory.  Mostly he followed me around and
opened locked doors and snuck the occasional cigarette.
 A loud click and the door lock opened.  We entered a small, cinder block
room, with a dusty floor and a single bare light bulb that provided just
enough light to see the equipment I needed to work on.  I crouched in the
dusty floor, sweeping away the scattered cigarette butts,  and unscrewed
the front panel I needed to get into; handing it to him after getting his
attention away from his phone.  "What's so interesting about that thing?"
I asked him a little annoyed. He shrugged and gave me a mischievous grin.


I laughed and asked, "What?"
"Ah, you know, bitches, man," he replied, "You know what I mean."

I didn't  know what he meant and went back to my work.  A couple moments
later, he said, "This chick wants me to come over after work, but
everytime I do, all she does is complain."  "I gotta listen to an hour of
whining before she'll do anything."

"What do you want her to do?" I asked, kind of bored but glad to have
someone to talk to while I did my mindless work.

"Shit, you know," he said, reaching down and grabbing the substantial
bulge in his jeans.  Admittedly, I had noticed it when I first met  him,
but I was there to work, not do anything else, so my mind wasn't tracking
that way.

I smiled at his statement and my eyes lingered a little longer than they
should have on his bulge.  "Maybe she's afraid of it," I said, giving him
a wink and then quickly turning back to my work, wondering why I would
say that to him.

He laughed a little and asked, "You got a woman?"

I shrugged noncommittally.

"What's that mean?" he asked.

"Um, not really my thing," I offered.

A longer pause, "Oh! I get it...you like dudes?" he asked, incredulous.

Not sure why I was even talking about this, I said, "Can't be the first
that you've met, man, it's 2022 for God's sake."

"Nah, nah man, it's all good, my cousin's gay too," "It's all good!" He
assured me.  Well, there it was, I was outed to this stranger.  I didn't
really care that much, but I didn't want my work there to be about the
gay dude that worked on their building.

The next few minutes were crucial.  If he started treating me
differently, it was time to finish up and get the fuck out of there, if
he was cool, I could work at my pace and make sure it was done right.
 "Hey, can you hand me that?" I asked, reaching up to a screwdriver I'd
placed on a shelf above me, a little out of my reach.  He stepped close
and grabbed the tool, handing it down.  He was still looking at his
phone, but he didn't move back, keeping his crotch at my eye level.  I
coughed slightly and he didn't move, but instead adjusted his crotch,
which to my imagination was looking a little fuller.  I went back to my
work but felt how close he was and could see his bulge out of the corner
of my eye.  I thought I knew what he was doing and said, "You know not
every gay dude is some horny guy who will fuck everything they see," I
informed him.

He stepped back and didn't say anything.  "Bingo!" I thought.  "Go make
sure the door is locked," I told him.  He dropped his phone in his pocket
and I heard him click the door lock from the inside, locking us both in
this small, dingy room.  He stepped close to me again and I turned,
looking up at him smiling down at me.  "You don't fucking tell anybody
about this, right?" I asked him, seriously.  He simply nodded and then
unbuckled  his jeans.  I unzipped his zipper and reached into his pants,
no underwear blocking my path.  "No undies?" I asked. He chuckled and
said he never wears them.  I pulled his thick, hardening cock out, and
pulled the light brown hood back, revealing a nice cock head which was
already glistening with precum.  "How long it's been?" I asked, meaning
since he'd cum.  "Too long," he replied, gently putting his hand on the
back of my head and urging me closer.

I opened my mouth and savored that first contact of the soft skin of his
dick laying onto my tongue.  He moaned as I closed my lips around him and
gently sucked.  "Ah fuck...." he grunted.  His dick swelled in my mouth
as he got fully hard, and he pushed in, banging on the entrance of my
throat.  "Hang on," I said, getting up on my knees and adjusting my
position.  I held his hips and guided him in, his cock sinking into my
throat as my nose buried into his thick, black, pubic hair.  My hands
pulled his jeans down around his knees and I tickled the back of his
thighs, moving up until I cupped his small, tight ass cheeks in my
hands.  I squeezed him and he bucked in my mouth.  He liked it and I did
it again, now also guiding him in and out of me, letting him fuck my
mouth and throat.  "Fuck, you're good at this!" he moaned.  I appreciate
the compliment and murmured a thank you around the thick cock pounding
me.  "Can I cum in you?" he asked.  I nodded that it was okay and he
started to pump me in short, hard motions.   I held him on my tongue as
he reached down and started to jerk himself off.  His eyes screwed shut
and he arched his back, sending his cum flying out and splashing off the
roof of my mouth.  I clamped down hard on him, not wanting to spill a
drop, and feeling his hard shaft continue to fill my mouth.

Finally he stopped cumming and looked down at me, I think surprised to
see his cock was still held in my mouth.  "You gonna swallow?" he grinned
at me.  I gently pulled him out, looked up at him, and swallowed, then
licked my lips.  Still holding him, I leaned forward and licked the cum
off the tip of him.  "Fucking hot man!" he said as I continued to lick
his cock and played with his balls.  "Can you go again?" I asked.  He
didn't say no and didn't attempt to move away from me, so I slid his
softened dick back in my mouth.  Massaging his ass cheeks he moaned and I
felt him grow inside me.  I pulled his cheeks apart and as I slid a
finger down his crack, he flinched and pulled back.  "Okay, too much!" I
thought and let my fingers glide away from his hole.

I sucked him for several minutes, knowing I'd have to work hard for the
second load. My hands still kneaded his rear until he held my wrist and
pushed my hand back toward the middle.  "You sure?" I asked him, giving
my jaw a break.  He nodded slightly and I pushed my fingers into his
crack, gently running them up and down, but avoiding  his hole.  One of
my hands held his thigh as the other teased his crack.  I took his balls
in my mouth and used my hand to push him open a little, letting my tongue
wander to the back of his sack where I met my fingers, quickly getting
them wet with spit.  His cock draped over my face as I nibbled at him and
got my fingers wet.  Now for the big test, I settled my index finger on
his hole and gently pushed.  His legs spread wide and I pushed in, my
finger sinking into the first knuckle.

"Fuck," he exclaimed and I felt him wince.  "First timer," I thought, but
I didn't stop and held my finger there.  Slipping his dick back in my
mouth, I distracted him until I felt he was ready and then  pushed my
finger in a little harder.  "Fuck, right there!" he moaned, now very
comfortable.  I pushed on his prostate as I sucked him, his body now
bouncing against my face.  "I'm gonna cum, man!" he hissed in a low
whisper.  I tried to hold him in my mouth, but he pulled out and started
jerking off right as his dick cleared my mouth, sending arcs of cum onto
my face and into my open mouth.  "Fuck yeah!" he said, over and over as
he painted my face with cum, jerking off all over me.

I wiped as much as I could into my mouth and then used the paper towels
in my toolkit to clean up the rest of the way.  "You've always wanted to
do that, haven't you?" I asked, watching him stuff himself back into his
jeans.  "What?" he asked.  "Cum on a guy's face?" I replied.  He smiled a
little sheepishly. I knew I'd pushed his limits enough for one day.

Getting back to work I said, "All right, help me finish up so I can get
this done."  He nodded and smiled at me, now once again the cocky twenty
something I'd met just an hour ago.