First steps

"I have to say, I'm quite impressed," you comment, glancing over at Christian who nods in agreement. "He definitely has potential."

"Thank you," his client says with a small smile, clearly pleased with the praise.

"But we need to see if he has chemistry with our other potential cast members," Christian adds.

"Of course," you reply, making mental notes to arrange for some chemistry reads with the other actors.

As lunch comes to an end, Christian hands you a flash drive containing more footage of his client's work. "Take a look at these when you have time," he says. "I think it will further convince you of his talent."

"Will do," you say, accepting the flash drive and pocketing it.

Rising from your seat, you politely excuse yourself from the conversation with a nod and a murmured thank you. As you make your way to the bathroom, you catch Christian talking to his client out of the corner of your eye. He quickly glances at you and nods towards the bathroom door before returning his attention to his conversation.

Once inside the bathroom, you head straight for the handicap stall and relieve yourself. The sound of rushing water fills the small space as you stand at the urinal. Suddenly, as if on cue, you hear the door open and footsteps approach. Glancing over your shoulder, you see the young actor enter your stall; you put away your cock before turning.

Without hesitation, he drops to his knees in front of you, eager to fulfill whatever request you had of him.

"Christian told me to show you my oral skills and other talents," he says confidently, eyes never leaving yours as he awaits your response.

You can feel your heart racing as his words sink in. This is definitely not what you were expecting when Christian invited you to lunch with his client. But as you look down at the young actor on his knees in front of you, anticipation starts to build inside of you.

"Is this something that interests you?" he asks, voice husky with desire.

Before you can even respond, he leans forward and presses a soft kiss against the fabric of your pants. His hands come up to rest on your thighs, slowly moving upwards as he continues to pepper kisses along the length of your bulge.

"Take it out," you manage to **** out, hands coming up instinctively to undo your pants.

He eagerly obeys, freeing your hardened length from its confines. Without hesitation, he wraps his lips around the head and starts sucking gently while his hand pumps slowly along the length.

You let out a deep groan at the feeling, leaning back against the stall wall for support. This was definitely not what you had planned for today but oh god does it feel good.

His tongue swirls around the head before sliding down further and taking more of you into his mouth. His hand moves faster now as he bobs his head up and down, making sure every inch is coated in wet heat.

You feel yourself getting closer and closer to the edge, his expert mouth and hand working you up into a frenzy. But something inside of you wants to see just how far he is willing to go.

So when you feel the familiar coil in your stomach, instead of warning him, you tighten your grip on his hair and push deeper into his mouth. His eyes widen in surprise but he doesn't pull away, instead he takes it all in and swallows it down without hesitation.

The sensation of him swallowing around you sends you over the edge, your body shaking as you release into his mouth. He continues to suckle gently until you are completely spent, then slowly pulls back with a satisfied smirk on his lips.

"Damn," he says, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "That was hot."

You can't help but agree as you catch your breath.