FINDING THE COCKSUCKER-4
My name is Dwayne Davis, I'm the head mechanic up here at the coldest place on earth. I spend the major majority of my hours with my head shoved in or under some malfunctioning engine of some sort. It's amazing how much wear and tear these vehicles go through up here in the frozen continent.
I'm 39, 6'3", 215lbs, black, with a bald head and a mean temperament. I'm really a teddy bear, but you can't let these guys know these things about you or they'll try to run all over you! I'm divorced with 3 kids, a mortgage, and child support, so coming up here in no man's land to make some extra money was a no brainer for me. Yeah I'd miss getting pussy whenever I wanted, but at least I wouldn't go broke sending in the child payments. Up here rent, food, and medicine was free, all of my money went straight into my bank account for my lawyer to distribute as he saw fit. I was expecting to have quite a lil' nest egg waiting when I got back to the States. I had sold my car, closed my credit accounts, and gave up my apartment for a 6 month stay in this frozen hell, with the likelihood of staying another 6 for good measure. Seemed a small price to pay to get my finances back in order.
When I say it gets cold up here in Alaska, I mean it gets COLD. Most of the mechanical problems to the vehicles are just components freezing over. Sometimes all it takes is changing a plug here and replacing a do-dad there. I keeps this place running smooth, though its an around the clock job. Whenever things get too hectic for me, Tom and Travis gives me a hand. Travis is the resident pilot, so he basically keeps his own helicopter flying with most of the minor repairs and refueling. Tom (are chief), lends a hand whenever he can, but I do most of the hard work. It's what I'm paid to do.
Everyone up here goes a lil' stir crazy every now and then, a lack of pussy is enough to drive any man insane if he's deprived long enough. I know I've stroked off a few loads since I've been up here. But its hard to find time alone without someone walking in on you, spoiling the mood. I usually get aroused in the shower, looking down at my big moby while soaping my naked body. I can't help getting a fucking hardy every time I look down as see it just hanging there neglected, looking like its lost its lease on life.
I was laying back in bed one night, watching some video shit we bought back from the states, when my roommate Pete started telling me about the hot blowjobs he'd been getting lately. "You're fulla shit...!" I said, smoking some weed I'd gotten from my hommie Vernall (the cook), who smuggled in marijuana disguised as seasonings during our arrival. He's been making a killing selling us weed up here (laughs).
"I'm not bullshitting you..." defended Pete, lying in his own bed a few feet away. "...someone on this base is a cocksucker!"
"Bullshit!" I said, passing him the joint.
"Scouts honor!" said Pete, taking a heavy puff. "I've been going to this gloryhole in the equipments room for a week..., I've gotten my cock sucked there 4 times already...! And every time I do, the cocksucker's there waiting!"
"Then who is it then...?" I asked skeptically, my dick rising at the thought of getting some head.
"I don't know! I think it's Josh!" said Pete, passing me back the joint.
"Josh...?" I asked, taking another toke. "I could see that...!" I said, picturing the young white boy on his knees sucking dick. He sure had the mouth for it, now that I think of it.
"I've been keeping an eye on him lately, checking to see if he acts any different towards me!"
"And...?" I asked, curiously.
"I'm picking up something..., but he hasn't come straight out and said it was him."
"Have you asked him?" I asked, passing it back.
"No!" answered Pete, strongly. "I don't want to scare him off and risk blowing more chances at getting my cock sucked! It's my only outlet!"
"Good idea." I said, fluffing the pillow behind my head. "Where is this gloryhole anyway...?" I asked, with intentions of checking it out...
The next day I had a ton of work ahead of me (as usual). 2 snow mobiles needed repair, and one of the drills needed replacing on a tracker. I had gone into the equipments room (as I do 50 times a day) for parts and tools, when I remembered Pete's claims about the gloryhole. I searched the area he said it was in, and sure enough, there it was as plain as day. Don't know how I missed it all this time, cept to say I wasn't looking for it. My dick got hard instantly as I felt myself up through my overalls. I took a quick look around to make sure the coast was clear, then I walked over to the wall and knocked. "Anybody home...?" I asked, expecting no answer. To my surprise, someone knocked back. "Who's that...?" I asked, "...Josh...?" but no one answered.
I rubbed the thick bulge in my pants as my dick bricked up rock hard. It'd been ages since I'd felt anything remotely good on my dick. Without giving it much thought, I unzipped my overall and hoisted out my 10" meat, waving it in front of the hole. Whoever was in there, was about to get a mouthful!
I stepped up to the hole and shoved my dick through. Sure enough a pair of hands wrapped around my hard shaft and started stroking me, followed by some soft wet lips. I was speechless as I stood there allowing one of my co-workers to work my hard dick over with his mouth. All my years of conditioning against gays and cock suckers went straight out the window. When my dad sat me down and explained the birds and the bees to me, I bet he'd never spent 6 months of his life stuck on a frozen rock with the closest pussy being 2000 miles away! I knew I had a big dick. It wasn't just long, but it was thick as a wrist with a fat round head. I've never had a proper blowjob from a woman, most say it's too big for their pussies, let alone their mouths. That's why I married my wife at such an early age, once I got her pussy trained to fit my dick on a regular basis, I knew I had better marry her quick!
I had never been with a guy before, never even considered it with all the women floating around back home. But I had to admit this guy (whoever he was) was doing the impossible by taking over half of my dick into his mouth. "Damn man, what are you..., part anaconda...??!" I asked, feeling his lips inch slowly down my shaft. I wanted to watch him swallow my dick, but couldn't see anything beyond the base of my rod where the rest of my long dong disappeared through the hole.
The dick sucker bobbed his head back and forth, all the while sliding his flat tongue along the underbelly, smoothing and soothing against the cumtube as he drew me closer to losing my load. I couldn't believe my luck, and wondered just how long had he been manning this hole without my knowledge? Could I'd been getting my dick sucked here months ago? I wasn't completely sold on the idea that Josh was the dick sucker. Pete had told me about the gloryhole, yes, but all that meant was that HE could very well be the one on his knees behind the wall sucking my crank for me right now. If that was the case, he could've done this for me last night in our room. But I understand his reluctance to walk up to a 200 pound black man and ask straight out if he could suck his dick. Hell, under normal circumstances I might've knocked his block off for disrespecting me and asking me such a faggoty question. But given the circumstances up here in the middle of nowhere, I'd be his best friend!
I could feel my dick starting to pre-cum as the dick sucker pulled back and worked the head with his mouth. He swabbed all over the head and shaft, licking me like a chocolate ice cream stick. What his mouth couldn't reach his hands did, jacking me off slowly while his mouth sucked the tip. After a few minutes I began to thrust my hips into the wall, fucking the hole, his hand, and mouth all at once. The dick sucker took the cue and started going faster, jacking me quicker and sucking harder. My wife always complained that I took too long to cum, leaving her pussy feeling stretched out of shape and throbbing after banging her for 45 minutes to an hour. But after having had no bodily contact from anyone what so ever, I felt my dick and balls already starting to knot and swell, strong indications that I was about to drop a thick heavy nut any minute.
The wall vibrated as my hips slammed into it repeatedly. The dick sucker slurped and sucked at my dick, his hand tightening around the base as I choked back a yell and came a geyser of cum all over his face and hand. "AARRHHH SHIT...!!" I choked, feeling the nut wrench from my dick almost painfully as my dick throbbed and pulsed out steady streams of white hot seed.
I could hear the dick sucker panting and moaning on the other side of the wall, enjoying my cum as he tried to catch it all in his mouth. I could feel his hands milking me dry, as his sucking mouth caught every drop that spilled from the tip.
When I was done I pulled back, retrieving my dick as it flopped down over my zipper like a dying snake, all wet with spit, limp and satisfied. I had to lean back against a piece of equipment to catch my breath. I stared down at the hole I'd just came in, looking at it as if I expected it to speak to me. Whoever was on the other side of that wall (Pete, Josh, whoever...), they were sure to get plenty more of this big chocolate bar in the future!
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