Like Clockwork

I was in early again today. And I paged ultrasound guy when I arrived. He called back in minutes saying he was on his way up. Perfect.

I left my office door ajar and put my Treo 700 and bottle of poppers on the desk. There was nothing new about this scenario (save the Treo). No new ground was broken. Ultrasound guy was a little more vocal. Normally I might care - and even though I know there might be people in this time of the day, it was still early. And it is the 2nd to last day of my employment here. What are they really going to do to me?

I stood in front of him rubbing his semi-hardening cock through his jeans. He just said, 'get down on your knees'. Who am I to argue? In my dark black suit, which could show the slightest form of dirt, I slid to my knees and in front of his crotch. No belt on today - which meant no buckle hitting my head as I sucked his dick. I popped open the top button of his jeans and pulled down his zipper.

He was rarin' to go even after feeding me dick and popping off a load 24 hrs before. But really, what guy is going to turn down a blowjob? No strings. That's right - no one. Guys are guys. They are machines w/little to no thought process that goes above their pubes. And g-d love em for that.

I sucked him till he was completely hard and then took a hit of poppers. He took them from me and really hit them. I mean - I have never seen anyone take such long continual hits from a bottle like this guy. I'm talking even guys getting power fucked who really need them. Ultrasound guy was just standing there being fellated.


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I reached over and grabbed my 700. I was gonna be damned if I didn't get attempt to get a shot or two of this. It's not the best camera, but in a pinch it does the job. See???

I stood up for a second not really needing a rest. I thought maybe he'd go down on me as he has before. No such luck. You might recall I really made him gag on a 7 day load once, and on a 32 day load another time. I think he still recalled it, which is why he wasn't in any hurry to repeat that scene. Geeesh - I mean, I only have a 10 day load going now.

His hands went to my shoulders and told me to finish the job. And that is what I was there for. Sucking. Swallowing. I knew my place. Down I went and it didn't take long to polish him off. He was somewhat loud as he ejaculated - but again, I didn't really give a fuck. I held the sperm in my mouth and snapped another pic, but you can't really see the seed.

He knows I only have two more days. Let's see if I get two more loads!

TICK TICK TICK

My time is limited at my current job. At the very least, at my current position. But most likely I will be jobless for a few weeks beginning Friday afternoon.

That being said, I haven't been doing much work. Lots of blog reading and yes, I know I need to do more writing. But today I ran into ultrasound-guy. I think if you look back at some of these writings, I've referenced him.

Shorter (hell, I'm 6'2" - most guys are shorter) guy, goatee, balding and buzzed. A nice 6" dick. And he gave it to me today.

When I ran into him, he boldly stated "I have 20 minutes until my first patient". I quickly replied..."meet me in my office". He was there in minutes.

In seconds I was on my knees unzipping his pants and pulling his stiffening boner out of his boxers. It seems his favourite phrase when I'm blowing him is "gooood boy". I think he knows, as does everyone here, that I am anything but.

As his belt buckle repeatedly went into my forehead, I continued to lick the underside of his shaft w/my tongue as my lips and mouth moved. He is not as responsive to the tongue on the bottom of his shaft as most guys are. But I adapt. That's what cocksuckers do. Keep doing something until it resonates with the feeder.

Soon enough (I mean, he had patients waiting), his dick stiffened and both hands went to the back of my head and PUSHED me into him. Then he started to unload. Telling me to take his cum, he poured it into my all-too-willing mouth. Slightly bitter, but I didn't give a fuck. I took it gladly, as I kneeled on my floor in my suit.

As he put himself together, I told him I was leaving the organization (which right now is about a 50% chance of being true). He told me he'd like to feed me again tomorrow. I upped it and said - everyday this week!

Here's hoping he calls tomorrow.