Executive Gloryhole__1

Hey guys. My name is Drew. I'm 28 years old, stand 5'11", and have brown hair, green eyes, and a smooth, lean muscular body. My cock is about 7.5 inches long and 5 inches around. I'm cut. I am originally from California, but tired of the heat and my life there, I made a change. I had visited Seattle a few times over the years and really liked it. I like the rain, so I figured it would be worth a shot. I could always go back if I hated it.

I've been an Executive Assistant for the past 6 years. Assisting executive-level businessmen has become second nature to me. I like the work, and I'm good at it. It doesn't hurt that it feeds my lust for guys in suits. I have amazing references so it didn't take me long to land a job at a mortgage company on the 42nd floor in one of the downtown high rises.

However, that's not what I wanted to tell you. It's what I discovered on my first day at my new job that I want to share with you.

I'd noticed during the interview stage that there were quite a few good-looking guys in the office, including my potential new boss, Ryan McPherson. I was interviewing for the Executive Assistant to the Vice President position. Mr. McPherson, Ryan, was a good-looking guy. Looked to be early 40's, shaved head (which I find unbelievably HOT), great physique under his perfectly tailored shirt and slacks. Yes, I checked the bulge. And yes, it looked big. I had to keep pinching myself during the interview to keep myself from day dreaming about crawling under his desk and sucking his cock right then and there.

I'd worked for other guys like him, but was professional and never crossed the line. Besides most of them were married, and I just didn't go there. However, sometimes, it was REALLY difficult to resist. All that testosterone. I liked MEN, no if's and's or but's about it. Anyway, I sailed through the interview process and was offered the job the next morning. It was a Friday, and my boss was out of the office so I started the following Monday.

I showed up to work and started my day with HR -- being shown where everything was, signing paper work, getting keys and security codes, raiding the supply room, claiming my desk, etc. It was 12:30 before I could come up for air. Mr. McPherson -- Ryan, had been out in meetings all morning so I hadn't even seen him yet. This was one of those companies where the executives were treated like gods. They had their own bathroom that you needed a key to access. Yes, it was one of THOSE companies. As an assistant to an executive, I had more privileges than others did -- including a key to that bathroom. I didn't see myself really using it though. I was just fine using the regular restroom. And that's where I made my discovery.

As I said, it was 12:30 by the time I came up for air. I was hungry so I headed out to get something to eat -- stopping to use the restroom before I headed down. I entered the bathroom. It was empty. It was a decent size and looked fairly new - must have been recently remodeled. Four urinals and four stalls lined the right side of the restroom. A bank of sinks and

a couple showers lined the other wall. Granite and dark bronze finishes. Laminate wood floors. I told you it was one of THOSE companies. I stepped to the urinal closest to the door and relieved myself. There was always something intoxicating about the men's room. The idea of guys whipping their cocks out to take care of business. My cock started to harden thinking about it.

"What the hell," I thought to myself. "Might as well christen the place."

I pulled on my cock and gently stroked it. Hey when you've got to empty your nuts during the day, where else are you going to go? I figured I should probably be a little more discreet and headed for one of the stalls, my hard, naked cock jutting out proudly in front of me. I decided to take the farthest one down. I stepped inside and closed the door behind me. I used some toilet paper to make sure the seat was clean and then pushing my pants to the floor, I sat down. I looked around as I always do in a new "public" bathroom -- scanning the walls (which went completely to the floor) for those telltale signs of gay cruising. I didn't see anything at first glance. I really didn't expect to though in that setting, but you never know.

I sat back and spread my legs a bit, absently stroking my now rock hard cock. I'm a big precummer, so it was no surprise that my piss slit was already drooling. I heard a door open and close nearby and then that familiar sound of piss hitting water. I was still alone. Then I remembered that the executive restroom was next door. The thought of some exec pulling his cock out through his slacks to relieve himself got me picking up the pace on my dick. He finished up. I heard the sink come on. The sound of water splashing in the sink. The water shut off. Then the door opened and closed. I wondered which one it was as I absently worked my fist up and down my precum-slicked cock. Then I heard someone enter the restroom next door again. Then I heard a different noise that I couldn't quite place. It was like something metal was being slid back. Having not been in there, I had no idea what it could have been. Then I saw it. When I looked at the wall, I could see what appeared to be a hidden panel or door -- visible now because of the light from the room on the other side creating a thin outline from behind the hidden panel.

"What the hell?" I mouthed to myself.

Curiosity had me fully in its grip at that point. I had abandoned my stroking, my cock now even harder and throbbing. I was listening. I heard the familiar sound of a piss flow. A cough. Then there was nothing for a good 5 minutes. Then the metal sound again, and the hidden panel on my side became invisible again. I waited until I heard the door open and close, and then started feeling around the wall where I'd seen the panel. I found it and pushed on it. Nothing. Tried to slide it. Nothing. My heartbeat had quickened. I was dying to see what was on the other side. I started looking around. It wasn't until my gaze traveled to the floor that I saw what looked like a button down low on the wall. I reached for it. My finger hovering just in front of it. PUSH. I heard a latch release and the panel popped open slightly. I reached up and slowly swung it open. I grabbed my cell phone out of my pocket and engaged the flashlight feature.

"Holy shit," I said under my breath as my cock jumped.

There, on the other side of that hidden panel was a glory hole. It wasn't a crude hole like you'd find in a park restroom or something. This thing had been installed. The hole appeared to be about 4 inches in diameter, polished granite (like the rest of the walls), and placed inside a niche on the other side. I could see the line of the door on the other side because the light had been left on in the other room. It was a full sized door, allowing for the individual on the other side to step right up to the glory hole. I swiped at the gob of precum drooling from my piss slit with my right index finger and absently put it to my mouth -- sucking it clean. Then I heard the main door open on the other side again so I quickly shut the panel. I realized I was holding my breath, so I exhaled. I heard the guy on the other side relieving himself. Finish. Then the metal sound as the door on the other side of the wall opened up. I hit the button and the panel on my side popped open. I slowly pushed the panel open. There staring back at me was a beautiful uncut cock. Foreskin covering the entire head, which looked to be very big.

"Is this really fucking happening?" I said to myself. "Best. Job. EVER!"

I wasted no more time and reached up and wrapped, well tried to wrap, my hand around the massive cock presented to me. The moan on the other side of the wall was deep and guttural. I gave it a few strokes, enjoying the sensation of his skin sliding in my hand. I grabbed my phone again for the flashlight and used it to really examine the specimen in front of me.

"Holy fuck!"

It was massive. Thick. Veiny. Beautiful color. The mushroom head that was exposed when I pulled the foreskin back was swollen and slick with precum that was flowing steadily from a large piss slit. I didn't even hesitate as I began lapping at that drooling piss slit. A moan escaped my lips. It tasted so fucking good. I stuck my tongue deep in the piss slit and pulled the foreskin over my tongue -- licking all around inside.

"Oh fuck!" I heard the guy on the other side of the wall hiss. "That feels so fucking good. Lick my hooded cock. That's right. Oh fuck yeah."

My hand going to my own cock and giving it a few strokes, only to abandon it and give my undivided attention to taking care of the meat stick in front of me. I pulled back his foreskin and slid the huge mushroom head into my mouth. I pulled back so the flared ridge was pulling against the back of my lips. Pushed forward swallowing half of him. Pulled back. Relaxed my jaw. Pushed forward again taking about 3/4 of him now -- that massive head pushing into my throat. I gagged. Pulled back a bit for air then pushed forward again until trimmed pubes were scratching against my nose and lips. I held it buried in my throat for a good 30 seconds before I needed to come up for air.

Lust-filled moans of appreciation coming from the other side spurred me on. I began working the monster cock with my hand and mouth/throat. I reached over and pulled his heavy sac through the hole too. His sac was smooth and FILLED with a pair of the largest nuts I'd ever experienced. I rolled the heavy tanks around in my hand and tugged on them gently. Deep grunts and moans from the other side.

"Fuck yeah, tug my nuts," he moaned. "Fuck that feels so good."

I kept at it. Moaning every time another gob of precum was deposited onto my tongue. In no time, I had a steady rhythm going. Lips sliding. Tongue swirling. Throat swallowing. Hands stroking and tugging. The wet sound of my actions bouncing off the tile walls. I worked him and edged him for a good 15-20 minutes, bringing him right to the brink only to pull back and let his orgasm subside. He was moaning, growling, and egging me on. He was now in the state of needing to release. His cock beyond sensitive. Every nerve ending electric. He was begging to shoot.

"Oh fuck, make me cum," he growled. "I want to fucking nut. Swallow my seed. Eat me."

And with that, I picked up the pace. I worked him with mouth, lips, tongue, throat, hands. I brought him to the edge, kept him right there and then went for the feast.

"Oh fuck YEAH, I'm gonna cum," he growled. "Swallow my load. Oh fuck here it comes! I'm gonna blow! Get ready. Oh FFFFFUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKKK!!!"

He thrust his cock forward and began to empty his huge nuts. First shot was huge and thick as it rocketed down my throat almost choking me. I bore down and swallowed hard. The second shot following the first almost immediately. I pulled back because I wanted to taste him. The third shot as large as the first filled my mouth. I swallowed and swirled my tongue tasting his seed. It tasted fucking amazing. I continued to swallow as he continued to unload in my mouth and down my throat, not a drop escaping. I continued working my hands, mouth and throat on his erupting cock as he blew his load. I'm thinking that other bathroom had to be sound proof with as much noise as he was making. His moans were deep, loud, and echoing.

By the 10th or 11th shot, the amount diminished and I knew he was nearing the end. I started a gentle sucking motion, wanting every last bit of that tasty load. I continued to work his cock until it finally began to soften a bit. He'd start to pull it from my mouth, only to push forward again. Finally, he did step back and slowly pull out. I stopped him when just the head was buried, making him tug at the back of my lips until finally *POP* his cock was free.

"That was fucking amazing," he whispered as he stepped back to put his cock away.

I scanned his clothes hoping I would recognize the outfit later.

"Holy shit," he said. "If I didn't have a meeting to go to, we'd be going again."

"Anytime," I said now stroking my own cock.

"Definitely doing this again," he said as the door on his side slid closed.

I closed the hatch on my side, and went to town on my own dick. It wasn't long before my nuts were spewing cum from my piss slit, my moans bouncing off the tile walls of the stall. I waited a few minutes after my orgasm had subsided, stood, wiped my cock, flushed, put my cock away, zipped up and exited the stall. I washed my hands and then headed out of the bathroom. Luckily, the restrooms were in a part of the office that no one was really around so no one knew how long I'd just been in there.

I'd pretty much used up my lunch, though I didn't much mind because that load definitely filled me up. Can't get enough protein! I headed to my desk. I noticed my boss Ryan was back. I walked in and said hello. We chatted briefly. He mentioned he was on his way to a meeting and that we'd get started first thing the next day.

Then I noticed his tie. The very tie I'd just seen through the glory hole. The very tie attached to the owner of that amazing cock and delicious cum load.

"Oh fuck yeah," I said in my head.

"I can't wait," I said out loud to him and wiped at the corner of my mouth.

He looked me in the eye. Paused. Then a huge smile crossed his lips.

"Me either," he said adjusting his waistband.