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Chapter 17 by Yelawolf Yelawolf

Wondering what to do next

your question is answered as nature calls and you decide to find the nearest toilet.

Just down the hall you find the Men's Room. Pushing the door aside a quick glance around reveals it to be empty. Like the rest of the building, the room is well decorated and clean.

Fancy soaps line the sinks and fluffy cotton towels are stacked up at the side like a posh hotel. No flimsy paper towels here.

Mildly impressed, and feeling ever better about your new job you step up to one of the urinals and unzip. As you let go and start to pee you hear the door swing open behind you and a large shadow hangs over the wall in front of you for a second as the man steps up to the urinal beside you.

Out of the corner of your eye you can make out the dark, handsome features of Mr. Brown.

Now's my chance, I bet he was hiding a sock in there yesterday.

As Mr. Brown unzips his fly, you very carefully angle your head and look down towards the urinal. What you see takes you completely by surprise.

The dick in his hands is gargantuan, a total monster, easily around 10 inches long and not even hard. Mr. Brown has 2 big hands on it to hold it steady and the head still sticks out the front.

Oh my god, how big can it get?

What would that thing do to a woman?

How would that feel inside you?

Mine is so pathetic.

Without even realising you let out a gasp as he begins to pee and a torrent hits the back of the urinal. It takes all your mental strength to take your eyes off it and focus on your own rapidly shrinking member. Hastily stuffing it back into your trousers you turn to the sink and start washing your hands.

A moment later he steps up to the sink next to you and does the same. Looking up into the mirror you are met by his reflection staring right back at you, an extremely self-sure grin across his face.

"Good Morning Alex"

Your throat is so dry, it's hard to speak.

"Goo"..cough, "Good Morning Mr. Brown".

The grin remains and the look he gives you makes your knees feel a little weak.

"Meet me in my office when you are done".

do you go

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