Dock Forman

by: Richard Barber
© 2004 by the author

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I parked my car next to an alley where men were unloading a small delivery truck at the warehouse docks. As I walked by the loading dock, I observed a hot looking man checking in the materials presently being unloaded. We made a quick eye contact.

I went on my way, to run an errand in the nearby neighborhood.  An hour later when I returned, the dock manager was standing in the doorway as if he had been waiting for my return. He nodded to me, and then turned as if he wanted me to follow him. I walked up the stairs and followed him into the warehouse and into a small semi-dark room. He waited for a few minutes then he shut the door.

He looked directly into my eyes as he quickly unbuckled his belt and opened his jeans. I stepped closer to him and continued to open his pants and pull out his hard cock. He had on no underclothes and his semi-hard cock flopped out ready for me to service him. He had a well-developed uncut cock with low hanging balls.  His abs and pubic area were covered with thick dark hair.  The musky manly odor of sweat and the scent of his pre-cum oozing from his long cock was sensuous and pleasant.  I slowly positioned myself in front of him and proceeded to give him a slow blowjob. He was so hot and masculine I wanted to suck on him all day.  I loved the musky taste and scent of his balls as I licked underneath his scrotum.  He gasped as I continued to suck his cock and soon he shot a big load of his cum into my mouth.

After we finished having sex, I got up from the floor, opened the door and left the warehouse without either of us saying one word to each other. That was pleasant quick sexual contact. I returned the next week and several times after that and we repeated the same routine.   We never spoke but when he saw me he would nod and I would follow him into the same room and blow him.

 One day one of the younger dock men followed us into the room and I gave him a blowjob too.  This became a weekly procedure and soon I had several other dock men and a few truckers I was serving on a regular basis.  Most of the time, no one spoke to me, just came into the room, and used my expert cocksucking mouth to get off.  Now and then, a new one would appear.  I assumed they were new employees or perhaps a trucker that was making a weekly delivery.  There was such a demand for my services that I expected to be in the room for an hour or even two before everyone had been served.  On occasion, a guy would return for a second round.  I had some hot looking men over a period of several months.

Later on that year I moved to another city but every time I pass a loading dock I remember the great experience I had with the Dock Foreman.