Offer to help out

"Maybe i can help?" you spurt out, you figured since you've gone this far you may as well try and get a taste of his meat stick.
"Oh yeah" he raises an eyebrow, "and how you gunn' do that" a smirk begins to appear in the corner of his mouth, "i-i'll suck you" you say staring intently at his dick, "hmpf okay, i'm game. But if you tell anyone i'll pound ya fuckin' face in, alright?".
"I promise" you nod, " get in this cubical, quickly" he pushes you in with haste.

Dropping to your knees on the piss covered floor open you mouth, "eager for this mean ol' cock are ya?" Brock says closing the cubical door, "no teeth or i'll smack ya" he says leaning against the door. Grabbing his huge thighs you suck all 6 inches of his flaccid cock into your mouth with haste, "just like that" he sighs. Sucking eagerly you swirl your tongue around his cock swallowing his lukewarm cum, you let out a gleeful whine as you work around his head collecting every last piece. The aroma coming from his boxers is much stronger than when you was under the table and you feel you cock begin to twitch again. Inhaling his ball sweat deeply you grab onto his shaft and begin to pump it whilst working it inside your mouth, "like a pro" you hear him say looking down at you smiling. Running your tongue around his pulsating veins you can taste the salty, bitter sweat mixed with the cum come straight off his penis, deep throating it a few times Brock then pulls away and slaps your forehead with his slick cock, "get a wiff of this whilst your down there too, little sissy" he says laying his cock on the top of your head and placing his hairy nut sack over your nose.

Face full of clammy balls you begin to lick his sack tasting the saltiest eagerly, "thats right get under there. Fucking hell, you suck as good as some the tramps down at the red light district" he says egging you on. The ripe smell of his ass, balls, and cock send your senses into a frenzy as you begin to suck on each ball, "thats enough now, slut, calm down, i'm still on the job" pulling his cock away Brock forcefully wipes his saliva soaked cock and balls over your face and hair marking you with his musty scent, pulling his trousers back up Brock opens the stall door and walks away saying a simple "thanks" as he leaves the bathroom.

Gathering yourself you wash off your own cock and face and return to Poppy.