Room 69F

My name is Jason. I am 6'0", 165 lbs, 27 years old, muscular, half-African-American, half-Danish, with brown eyes and black hair, 10-gauge ears, and a 9 inch cut cock.

I work at Portland Media, where I had dreamed of working my whole life. I couldn't think of anything other than starring in a TV show. But I'm stuck pouring coffee for everyone. Until today.

Mr. Schwartz: "Hey there, sport."

Me: "Hi, sir."

Mr. Schwartz: "How's it going, Jason?" (friendly gut punch)

Me: "Oof!"

Go ahead, laugh. But for a 64-year-old, he is so strong, when I shook his hand after getting this job, it felt like a train running over my hand.

Mr Schwartz: "Now, with your potential, what are you still doing pouring coffee? I want you to be happy, so I'm sending you up to the 69th floor."

Me: "Really?"

I turned so fast, the coffee pot flew out of my hand.

Me: "Are you serious?"

The 69th floor is where the writers are. They will take any idea, work for no less than 12 hours a day, and turn it into a successful TV show.

Mr. Schwartz: "You are so full of ideas, I want you to create, direct, and star in your own TV show. It's all set up for you in room 69F."

Me: "Oh thank you so much!"

Mr. Schwartz: "What are you still doing here? Eugene will take care of the pot! Go! Go!"

I went straight into the elevator, and pressed "69." I couldn't wait to get there.

The elevator stopped at 45, and a woman walked in. I decided to brag. I couldn't help it.

Me: "I'm going to floor 69. They gave me my own show."

Woman: "Cool. Say, which room are your writers in?"

Me: "Room F."

Woman: "Room F?" And then she starts giggling.

Before I could ask her what she was giggling about, she got off on the 57th floor.

When I got to floor 69, and got to room F, here's what I walked in on: a threesome between the 3 writers who were assigned here.

Me: (ahem)

Tyler: "Oh!"

They pulled their pants up, and tried to act professional

Tyler: "Um, hi. We were just... um..."

Me: "Glad there's no security camera in here?"

Tyler: "Well, they told us you'd be here an hour from now!"

I closed the door.

Me: "Well, I guess I should introduce myself. I'm Jason."

Tyler: "I'm Tyler."

Tyler is 24, 6'5", 170 lbs, skinny with visible muscles, Hispanic, with brown eyes, black hair, 6-gauge ears, and a 9-inch cut cock that was hanging out from his open zipper.

Darryl: "I'm Darryl."

Darryl is 32, 6'4", 168 lbs, muscular, Japanese, with green eyes, brown hair, and a 10-incher poking out.

Keith: "And I'm Keith."

Keith was 22, 5'10", skinny, Caucasian, with blue eyes, blond hair, and a man-pussy.

It was an awkward silence for a while.

Darryl: "Should we get started?"

Me: "Well, actually, since we've all got hard-ons, let's... continue."

They didn't need any further encouragement. In 5 seconds, clothes were on the floor.

I got down on my back, and Keith got on top of me, so that his mouth was sucking down my shaft, and I was licking his bonus hole. Meanwhile, Tyler came over and started pushing his dick into me, while Darryl started on Keith.

Keith was sucking down my cock so fast, yet so erotically, while I got my tongue into his hole. Tyler, meanwhile was pounding me pretty mercilessly. So hard in fact, Darryl was feeling it. Darryl, meanwhile was pounding hard enough that I couldn't keep my tongue on Keith's pussy for more than 2 seconds at a time.

This was awesome, I don't know what this is called, but two guys pounding into two other guys doing a 69 is the most erotic thing I know of.

After about 15 minutes, I felt like I was about to cum. And I think Tyler was, too. Then, 5 seconds later, I was shooting jet after jet of cum into Keith, while he ejaculated into my mouth, and Tyler and Darryl went of at the same time. Keith got up off of me, and I found myself wiping my crack to get a taste of what Tyler left there.

We got dressed, went straight back to work, and now our sketch comedy is one of the most popular shows on P-Media. But our motivation is definitely our pre-work fourgy.

=== Sneak peek of part 2 ===

Keith: "Looks like we're alone."

He slides a finger down Jason's shirt.

Jason: "Yes... I guess we are."

Find out what happens next in "Room 69F: Part 2 of 2."

=== Author ===

I wrote this because I needed a break from my original series, "The Babysitters," AKA "The Boys of Steilacoom."

The next "Babysitters" will be written by January 2017. Sorry, but I just needed a break.