The Presenter

Ding...my phone sounds as I get a message. I usually keep my phone on silent, but today I didn’t want to miss a reply from Dario. At least I think that is his real name. We have never met, only chatted and traded a few pics online over the last few months.

Ding...another! I really need to get off this work call. I’m sure the phone alert is echoing out of my cubical and making its way across the floor. There are hundreds of cubes in this building. It is a big company, but I don’t know a lot of people here yet.

He and I have discussed a lot of different stuff while chatting. His edging, my underwear fetish, our experiences with strangers on public transportation or in the park. He drew a picture of us once. It’s of me sucking his big uncut cock while he is driving. I look at this sketch often, especially when I jack off in the bathroom at work. That is something that I probably will not be able to do today though. We have some design presentation that everyone in my department is required to go to.

Hell, maybe I have enough time. We have been sexting all morning and my underwear are soaked with precum. He has a strange hold on me. It turns me into a hungry cock whore. His dirty talk makes me want to suck, lick and drink from his cock all day and night.

Ding...I turn my phone over...a pic of his bulge! He and I are both at work today. That makes it even hotter. Knowing that he is probably hiding his phone under his desk, like me, and sexting instead of concentrating on work.

I specifically wore my ck underwear today, knowing he likes it. I can’t wait to sneak a pic and send it to him. Anything he asks of me, I would gladly do. I worship his strong Italian body.

Checking the time, I definitely have time to relieve my full nuts. I get up from my desk, adjusting my own bulge to be flatter so I could walk to the bathroom.

Finally reaching a stall I pull my phone out and pull my pants down exposing my ass making sure the pic I take has the ck waistband at the bottom of my round and hairy cheeks. I send it to him.

Ding...I hear from a phone in another stall. I think to myself “that’s weird” as I pull the picture he drew up on my phone. I pull my cock out and start to rub it as my phone sounds. Ding...Are you in the toilet at work again? The message reads.

Yes, I reply. Ding...the other phone sounds again. Now that is really crazy, I think. I don’t think anything more of it and continue to stroke my cock now with my dress pants around my knees. I hear the other stall door shut and as I stand facing the toilet. I’m about to choke out my cum, thinking of Dario, my phone dings. With my free hand I look at the message from him. It is a picture. I click it waiting for it to load. I stare at it puzzled...it is a pic of a dude’s backside with his pants around his knees in a bathroom stall. Fuck that is my ass!

Suddenly there is a knock at the door. I’m scared and overcome with excitement all at the same time.

“Jay?” A voice whispers from the other side.

I didn’t say anything. I didn’t know what to say or do. I was frozen, caught, jacking off in the bathroom at work. My dick still in my damn hand.

Ding...my phone alerts again, jarring me from my horny stupor. I look down at my phone.

It says...Open the door!

I unlock the stall latch and a man pushes it open. My brain is still not exactly sure what is going on but my cock does. It is still rock hard and pointing straight at the tall brown headed stud standing in front of me.

Dario? My mouth manages to spit out. Before I can say anything else he steps in closing the stall door behind him. I’m finally face to face with him.

“Jay, I can’t believe it is you. I should have know I would find you in a toilet stall.”

“What are...how did you...why are you here?” I say trying to figure out what that hell is going on.

“I’m here to do a presentation today.” He says grabbing my tie. “Suck my cock.” He says firmly, knowing what I want to hear. I sit on the cold toilet and unbuckle his belt, unzipping his fly.

“Yes sir.” I whisper as I begin to suck the fabric of his trunks. I could taste his precum from this morning’s chats. Also, there was a hint of piss from where he had just relieved himself.

He rubbed the top of my head “How in the hell did you end up being in this building today?” He grabs my tie, pulls my head back, and says “I said suck my big cock!”

Knowing the presentation is soon, I pull his pants and trunks down. His thick uncut cock unfolding out in front of me. I grab his hearty balls and stroke his shaft exposing the head. My mouth quickly enveloping all of it.

Dario firmly grabs the sides of my head as he fucks his cock down my throat. His balls slamming against my chin as I moan in ecstasy. I never dreamed when I started chatting with him this morning that it would generate this moment.

His face fucking was relentless, and he knew that was what I needed. I belonged to him now. My mouth was for his cock to use. I was captivated with is rhythmic thrusting. My plump lips and wide tongue working over his shaft as his balls start to draw up. He is increasingly tightening his grip on my tie, slowly choking off my air supply, while his thick meat steals the rest.

His firm body begins to tighten...”Fuck yes Jay...swallow my load...my cum whore.” His cock valve opening, his balls pumping their thick creamy load into my slut throat. Without touching my cock I blow my load in unison. My cum shooting up and hitting his thighs.

He backs his dick out of my face as I gasp for air. “You better clean me up! I can’t present like this.” I proceed to lick him clean even getting my own cum off his thighs before returning is pants and shirt to their proper places.

He pulls me to my feet and releases my tie kissing my cummy mouth. “Get cleaned up Jay, I want you on the front row for my presentation.”

“Yes sir.” I said as he opened the stall door and walked to the sink to wash his hands. As I tucked my shirt in and buttoned my pants I couldn’t help but admire his whole body. I was only used to pictures of parts of him, never the whole package.

“Well Jay, you certainly were being honest about your lack of gag reflexes.” Dario said smiling at me in the bathroom mirror.

“Shit, I have to go.” He said and we both fumbled to the door.

I entered the large meeting room and take my seat on the front row as instructed. I eagerly wait for him to present himself to me again.

Ding...my phone goes off. Shit, I should silence it for sure now. I take a quick look to see a pic of his bulge tenting his pants. “See you again for lunch?”