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Characters:
John: Irish/English, 44, 5'11", 190, Musc, Hairy Chest, Trimmed Beard, Beefy ass, 6c
Jordan: Asian, 25, 5'6", 135, smooth, stunning, 4.5c
Brad: 35, 6', 170, married, all-American athlete type, dark/wavy hair, high, tight ass.
Tristan: Jordan's friend/love interest. Very fem, 22, 5'7", 135, pale, smooth, 7c (long and thin)
Alex: Doorman in John's building, Black, 37, 6'1", 225, smooth, 8.5uc
Previously:
When Tristan finally stopped shooting, Jordan reached to wipe his face. "Uh-uh", Tristan said. "Leave it for now". Jordan obeyed as we slowly moved to cuddle together in my big bed. I was on my back, Jordan on my left and Tristan on my right. Each of them settled their heads onto a pec as I pulled the comforter over us. Before long, we were fast asleep.....
Chapter 9:
I woke around 6am and quietly slipped out of bed to start my day. Jordan stirred and moved to cuddle Tristan. I made coffee and toasted a bagel before heading to the shower. Once I shaved and dressed, I walked back into the bedroom. Tristan still appeared to be asleep, but Jordan was bobbing up and down under the covers, clearly enjoying Tristan's morning wood. I put my hand on his head and whispered that I was leaving, asking him to lock-up on his way out. Jordan agreed and went back to his task as I left for work.
The doorman (Alex) in my building, a black, mid-thirties nerdy type, slightly overweight and jolly, eyed me as I returned home that evening. I couldn't put my finger on it, but he had a "knowing" look in his eye. The doorman in a high rise knows everything, so I just assumed he was aware (to some extent) of my latest adventures. The boys were gone when I entered and they had thoughtfully made the bed and picked-up after themselves. I was exhausted from the weekend and showered, changed clothes and plopped down in front of the TV. I was dozing when the knock on the door came at 9pm. The desk had not called to announce any visitors, so I was curious as I opened the door to find Alex, the doorman, standing there. I said "Hey Alex - is something wrong?". He seemed nervous and responded, "Jordan told me to come up here on my break. He said you would take good care of me." My phone vibrated and the text from Jordan made it clear. "Service him". Two words. I invited Alex inside.
Alex was clearly nervous - this was a bold move that could easily get him fired. But he also seemed to know that I would comply. He walked to my sofa and unbuckled his khakis. "I only have 20 minutes", he said. "Then we'd better get busy", I replied. Alex was nerdy, not handsome. Awkward, not smooth. But he wasn't bad looking and he carried the extra weight well. Regardless, I knew what Jordan expected and dropped to my knees as Alex unzipped. But when he hauled-out his massive cock, I faltered. It was big...at least 8.5". It was thick - I could barely wrap my hand around it. And it was uncut - something with which I'd had very little experience. I didn't suck cock often and it was always small and cut when I did. I didn't want this, but I disobeying Jordan wasn't an option.
I helped Alex step out of his khakis and watched his cock begin to rise as he sat down. "I won't last long - don't get sucked very often, Mr. Davis." I said nothing as I wrapped my hand around his solid tool and began to get used to it. He was so hard, so big. It was a man's cock. It flopped up against his smooth belly. I dropped my tongue to the base of it and began to work my way up. The smell was intoxicating and new to me. It wasn't the clean, soapy twink smell I loved. But it wasn't offensive. I realized I was boned-up in my shorts as I started to lick his cock. Alex moaned appreciatively, spread his legs and leaned back. I finally moved to the head of his cock, used my hand to unsheath it and lowered my mouth onto him. Alex went rigid and stopped breathing for a few seconds. I thought he might cum right then, but I placed a hand on his belly and started to rub it. He relaxed a bit and began to breath as I struggled to take more and more of his cock into my mouth. He was long, but he was really thick. I used my hand to stroke the base while I gently licked the upper third. I found myself enjoying his body...the smooth belly and his beefy pecs. I circled his right nipple a couple of times and he moaned appreciatively. I went further down on his cock and gave the nip a proper tweak. In an instant, Alex had a hand on my head as he began to fill my mouth with his cum. I hadn't intended to let him cum in my mouth, but the man had a quick trigger (and a very strong hand). He was consumed with his orgasm for a few seconds and I doubt he realized what a tight grip he had on my head. Alex shot volley after volley of cum and I struggled to keep up with the volume. It leaked from the corners of my mouth and ran down his big cock. As his orgasm subsided, Alex removed his hand from my head and began to apologize for his behavior. I held up a finger, stood and made a quick trip to the bathroom to spit and rinse. When I returned, Alex was already back in his khakis and ready to go. "Thanks Mr. Davis. That was super awesome", he said. "You're welcome, Alex.", I said.
"Jordan told me I could come up on my break a couple times a week if I needed some head. He said not to interrupt you if you had guests, but any other time was fine. He also made me promise not to ask for your permission. And he told me to text him if you gave me any resistance. So I guess he's the boss, huh?" Jordan grinned as he said this. "He is", I whispered. "Well I'll be damned, Mr. Davis. I never saw that one coming", Alex said. "But I sure look forward to doing this again!'
I smiled and locked the door as Alex went back to his post. Yet another interesting twist courtesy of Jordan. He never stopped surprising me....