I still had the taste of Steve’s cock in my mouth as I entered the donor reception area. I immediately made my way to Dr. Matthews with his “covert drink” and couldn’t help but flash back to what had transpired so quickly, yet with so much build up. Damn that bitch, no make that “CUNT,” Jennifer for interrupting our suck-fest in the supply room!
I had to stop and compose myself as I could not let my emotions or “horniness” impede my work performance that evening. The university relies heavily on donations and one wrong move could leave a serious budget deficit, plus get me fired! I continued to serve guests making small talk along the way and hearing about the latest golf game, new car or how our sports teams are going to fare this season, etc. I was barely halfway through the crowd when Dr. Matthews gave me the “I’ll have another” nod. He was a borderline drunk, albeit a wealthy one! I walked over and retrieved his empty glass offering that it would be my pleasure to accommodate.
Steve was quick to catch this potential “storage room” drinking development opportunity but, there was no way we were going to chance another rendezvous this evening. I was trying my best to rid my mind of the events of only a few minutes earlier. . . we simply could not risk another close call. I returned to the storage room and quickly concocted Dr. Matthews next drink. . . although the thought of stroking my own cock to relieve my aching balls crossed my mind!
Once again, professionalism prevailed and I sacrificed my own pleasure returning with “drink in hand.” Thank you very much lad (Dr. Matthews seemed to call every younger male lad) and wasted little time placing the glass to his lips. I must say, the wait staff is on their “A” game tonight. Usually, you have to wait forever at these kinds of events. I know it’s not usually permitted for the staff to receive “tips” but, if you keep us this exemplary customer service, we might have to “break the rules!”
Then out of nowhere, Jennifer slides over from her guest and chimes in; “Is there anything else the staff can do for you Dr. Matthews?” Unreal, first she breaks up Steve and I and now any chance of receiving an “off the record” tip just went out the window! Who left and made her in charge I thought? Well, actually there is, Jennifer he chimed. “You can bring me another drink while I continue my conversation with this impressive young lad.”
Holy Fuck, that might go down as the best slam ever! Jennifer gave me the “stink eye” and asked Dr. Matthews if we could excuse ourselves for a moment to conduct our mid-evening food service audit. I asked, “What’s the matter, Jen?” You know what’s the matter. What is going on tonight, you and Steve are acting very weird and now Dr. Matthews seems a little out of it. “Have you guys been drinking for real?” Never, Jen as you know this strictly against university policy but didn’t dare mention anything about the “secret donor stash” in the supply room! Just mind your own business Jen, I will fix Dr. Matthews another drink and be back in a minute or so.
What a fucking night, I thought to myself when I heard the stock room door open again. Damn you, Jennifer, I spoke firmly! “It’s not Jennifer, lad!” No fucking way, I thought to myself. Dr Matthews was standing there asking if he could watch me make his drink as it was the “best he had ever tasted!” Anything for a donor such as yourself I uttered. “Anything, he replied?” The next sound to be heard was shattering glass! Fuck me. . . escaped my vocal chords.
“Well, if you insist I’m up for the challenge although I was really hoping to suck some young cock instead.” What has gotten into you Dr. Matthews? Well, you were the one pouring those stiff drinks in me all evening. Now, I’ve got something stiff beside a drink since you’ve shattered my glass. I had never thought about being with an older man. Hell, I still had Steve’s cock on my mind. Dr. Matthews was the ultimate Daddy, kept an athletic build from his playing days and would appeal to most gay men and ladies for that matter. Very distinguished and well built for lack of a better description. I’m so sorry for ruining your drink. . . allow me to make you another. Why don’t you just unzip those pants now lad? I will chase your hot load with the next drink you make for me.
With that, Dr. Matthews assisted me in freeing my cock from the “pants prison” it had endured all night. Dr. Matthews was so authoritative in his approach and it wasn’t long before my cock disappeared into his mouth. I’m fairly well hung and had never had someone take my cock all the way to my balls. It was so fucking hot and all I could think of is that bitch Jennifer better stay away or I was going to need some serious bail money! Dr. Matthews knew I needed to return to my station and increased his lip pressure as he continued to work my cock in “hands-free” mode.
It wasn’t going to take much more and no stroking hands were needed with this real gay porn expert who now owned my cock. I felt my knees start to buckle and then my back arched in “cum ready” fashion. I felt a release in sight and then blasted a load for the ages down Dr. Matthews throat. Wow, that was fast he said, after not missing a drop. . . little did he know that my balls were poised for launch all night thanks to Steve. Now, fix me another drink and I will see you back at the event but, never a word of this to anyone or I will see to it you are expelled without cause. “Yes sir, Dr. Matthews. . .” What had I gotten myself into? Stay tuned to Top Rated Gay Porn!
