Sorry it's taken so long to continue the stories. Thanks to all of you who have written in to say hi.
As always, the usual caveats apply...
The story contains male/male sex. If that's not for you, STOP now and find something else to read.
If you're too young to read this, STOP now and find something else to read.
Use safe sex, even though the characters in this story don't. The following story is fiction written purely for the pleasure of the reader ...or is it?!?! :)
Let me tell you about another fun time I had in a local mall restroom. This mall is a different one from the one I talked about earlier, but in the same area (Hampton Roads) and just as busy. In a lot of ways, it was better because the door was built around the corner, so there was more time for scrambling when someone came in.
It was a Sunday, and pretty quiet. I hadn't been there long when the door opened. I'd been jerkin' my cock a bit, so I hoped it was someone lookin' to fool around. One of the things I liked about this restroom was, even though there wasn't a gloryhole, you could get a decent look at things through a crack between the partition and the back wall. I sat there and waited, hoping for the best. The door opened as someone came in. He went to the other stall and closed the door behind him. I waited a bit, and figured, when I didn't hear anything, he might be there to play.
I cautiously peeked through the crack. It was hard to see details, but he looked pretty cute. A little on the short side, with just a little bit of a gut. Brown hair, dark eyes, wire-frame glasses. Was that a wedding ring???!! But what really caught my eye was his hand stroking back and forth between his legs while he looked down towards my feet. It looked like he wanted to fool around. My cock throbbed a little and leaked a little juice.
Hoping for more, I tapped my foot. He didn't do anything, but he didn't stop doing anything either. After waiting a few moments, I tried again. This time, I saw - and heard - something. He bent his head down low to try to peak under the stalls. But the toilet he was on had a sensor on it, and it flushed. That's when I was pretty sure this guy was cool. So I moved my foot further toward his stall and tapped. He tapped back. To help him know I wanted him too, I popped my head under the stall to take a peek. From where I was, he was pretty cute. There was a wiccan tattoo on his right ankle. And between his legs, in his right hand, was a nice thick, cock. Not too long (looked like about 6.5", but very thick), I noticed a nice amount of precum at the tip. Now, no longer worried about his intentions, I stuck my head a little further in. Yeah, he was pretty cute. About my age or a little younger. He looked down at me and smiled. I smiled back. He stopped stroking for a sec, and waved a few fingers at me. Knowing what he wanted, I smiled back and moved back onto my knees, pushing my cock under the stall.
As soon as I did, I felt his lips wrap around it. "UUUHHHhhhh," I moaned. His mouth was like liquid velvet as he moved his lips back and forth over my hard cock. He brought my cock deeper and deeper into his mouth. He didn't really suck on it, just gently caressed my dick with his lips. But his tongue... his tongue was EVERYWHERE! Around the head, up and down the sides, tickling the sweet spot under the head. As I began thrusting my cock into his mouth to reach further in, he began tickling my balls with his fingers. This brought an immediate, pleasurable groan from my throat. Between his playful fingers and his omnipresent, slippery tongue, I was worried I wasn't gonna last long. "UUUuhhh... yeah, suck my cock," I whispered. I was able to peek down a bit and see him suck on me. His lips looked so freakin' hot wrapped around my dick. Raising my head back up, I closed my eyes, thoroughly enjoying the feel of his hungry mouth on my cock. Then, I felt his fingers crawl back away from my balls, lightly brushing my perineum. I involuntarily groaned in heat and arched my back at the contact. After spending a few moments circling his fingers around my perineum (bringing out near constant groans from me), I felt him reach farther back into my now more accessible hole. I was dry back there, so I was a little worried when I felt his fingers reach my backdoor. But all he did was circle his fingers around and brush his fingers up and down against it. When he pulled his fingers back, I was relieved and disappointed at the same time. I figured a smart thing to do here would be to use my fingers to lubricate my hole a bit. I sucked on my fingers a bit to lubricate them, then gently moved his fingers away from my hole to lube it up some.
I guess he got the wrong idea. Just when I thought I would explode from his mouth and his insistent finger near my hole, he stopped. He scooted forward, pushing his cock under the partition. So, he wanted me to take care of him some. No problem there. I brought my face closer to his thick cock, moving to the side to keep my ass close to the stall wall. I'm glad I did that, because I felt his hands roam up my thigh towards my hip. Then over my hip to in between my cheeks and my semi-lubed hole. I guess he wasn't done with me back there; god, I hoped not. I didn't care too much at the time, as my mouth was enjoying his cock way too much. So I stayed where I was, with this hot guys cock in my mouth, feeling his fingers trying to enter my ass. I loved how his thick, salty cock slid over my lips and tongue. But his fingers at the doorway to my pleasure hole wanted to make me please him in so many other ways. Again he circled the hole, grazing his fingertips inside. Then, he switched to a back and forth movement over my lust-filled hole. At last - uhhhh! - he pushed inside my opening entrance. This brought an immediate, lust-filled gasp to my lips. "Oh, yeah," I heard him whisper as he pushed his finger inside. One knuckle... there went number two. He began to move his finger in circular motions nearly sweeping my prostate with every movement. The result brought lusty grunts of pleasure from my cock-filled mouth. My cock was leaking and twitching uncontrollably; I'd stopped stroking at this point from fear of shooting off too soon. "UUUuuuhhhh," I moaned as a second thick finger entered me. I felt and tasted his cock pour out a whole new glob of precum when his newest invader entered me. His fingers thrusted gently yet persistently in and out of my hole. I KNEW I HAD to him inside me. I was just reaching for my lube when I heard the door open. My new friend and I scrambled back to our seats to keep up appearances.
While the new guy was at the urinal, I took a few moments to check on the guy in the next stall. He was still stroking away. He'd stroke slow for a bit, then speed up very fast... slow then fast again. Deciding not to waste any time when we could get back together, I subtly took some lube out of my pocket, poured some on my finger, and lubed up my ass for the pounding I hoped I would soon receive. As I pushed one finger, then two, into my ass, it made me want that thick cock inside me even more. I took a quick peed through the crack. Cutie next door was still stroking away. I hoped the guy using the restroom would hurry up so that beatiful cock I wanted wouldn't waste its load in the toilet. Sure enough, the guy who interrupted us finished up and left. I peaked under the stall to make sure, then signalled my buddy. In less than a moment, I was reunited with that cock I wanted so badly. Taking my lube, I slathered it onto his thickness. I guess he knew where this was headed because he scooted forward on his knees. Sliding out of my pants and shoes, I turned around a grabbed his cock to line it up with my hungry orifice. I pushed back. "UUUuuhhh," I groaned. "You're so thick." I had to take him slow. He opened me wide, but at least we was patient. While I was groaning in that mix of pleasure/pain, I heard him moan as he continued to enter. Finally, I felt his pubes tickle my crack. Sighing in pleasure and relief, I knew I had all of him inside me.
He held still for a bit, but I could feel his cock twitching inside me. PLEASE don't cum yet (I had too many early shooters before). He didn't move for the longest time, and I could feel his cock calming down in its newest home. Then he started up. He started slow. AGONIZINGLY slow, but it was sweet. In to the balls..................out to the head...............into the balls...............out to the head. I do like a nice, slow fuck, but I really wanted to get to pounded today, so I whispered, "Faster... harder." He complied.His pace picked up... his thrusting became more powerful. In and out. Somehow, he moved his hands to grab my hips. I pushed my ass back towards him, wanting EVERY inch of him inside me,
"OOOoooh, yeah. Ahhh... your cock feels so good inside me. So thick. So hard. I want you to keep fucking me. Don't you dare stop til you shoot your cum inside me. MMmmmmm," I whispered and moaned as he continued to pound into me. His cock had me wide open for him at this point. My cock was pumping out precum by the gallon. Not one to deny it any attention, I began stroking it with the hard, fast pace I was being ridden. "Oh yeah," he whispered again. "So tight... so hot. So nice." In and out... faster and faster. I brought my head down, pushed my legs a little further apart and pointed my ass up a bit, opening me (it felt like) even further for his thick piece. I began stroking faster. I was totally his. And I wanted to be his by letting his seed fill me. And just when I thought that would happen...
"Chris, honey, you still in there? Are you alright?" I heard as the door opened. Holy Shit! His wife was standing right outside the restroom with THIS going on. If not for the initial shock, the thought of that kinda turned me on more. Immediately, he stopped thrusting. I began to pull off, but he grabbed my ass with his hands. Taking that as a sign, I stayed where I was. "Yeah. I'm almost done in here," he responded. "Well, I'm getting hungry. I'll meet you in the Food court," she told him. "Okay, babe. Be there in a few."
Without any prelude, he began slowly pushing inside me again. My heart was still going 1000 beats a minute after that shock. And even though my cock had wilted some, his slow but persistent thrusts began to breathe some new life into it. Again, I began stroking myself while he filled me and emptied me inside. I couldn't believe this guy was doing this with his wife outside... that he talked to her with his cock inside me. And, mmmmmm, that cock was feeling SO good. At first I kinda felt bad about his wife, but then I kinda got jealous. She could have this anytime she wanted. I'd be lucky if I ever got Chris again. But I pushed those thoughts outta my head and concentrated on the task at hand.
His thrusts were building up again... in and out... in and out... in and out. "Fuck me, man," I urged him. "Fuck me like you fuck her. Fuck me HARDER than you fuck her. I'll take whatever you give me," I whispered. He began pounding harder, pushing his cock deeper. I again opened my legs and thrust my ass open for him. "You feel my ass open for you. Does she let you take her like this?" I asked as he pummeled me. A very quiet "No... you're so tight" was my response. His speed picked up. Between the frantic pounding and the turnon factor, I felt my balls begin tightening up. I knew I was gonna last long. "Oh god, you're gonna make me cum, baby. Your cock is gonna make me cum," I told him. I guess he wanted us to finish off together because, incredibly, he picked up the pace again... inandoutandinandoutandinandout. That was too much. The pressure built up in my balls, then my abdomen. I barely had time to give a whispered, "I'm cumming... cumming" before I shot all over the tiled floor. That was all it took for Chris. Halfway through my orgasm, I felt him push deep inside and groan, "Here it cums... I'm CUMMING" as his cock shot off inside me. 1...2...3...4...5...SIX shots inside me. I lied there on my hands and knees, to weak from the orgasm to move, enjoying the postcoital feel of a new man inside me. He bred me like he did his wife. He was inside me. This hot married guy who fucked me less than twenty feet from his wife. We stayed like that for a few moments. Then I felt the tug of his cock as he pulled back. With a discontented groan, I let him pull out of me. I heard him gather up his pants and reach for some toilet paper. That gave me an idea. As I cleaned myself up, I grabbed a pen and jotted down my name and number on a scrap of toilet paper, with a little note that said "I LOVE your cock. I want you inside me again" with an exclamation point with a heart under it.
As he left the stall, I opened my door and smiled at him. He smiled back. "Thanks," I told him. "That was nice." He smiled back and said, "Thank you." As he headed towards the door, I told him, "I usually don't this kinda thing, but here.." and thrust the paper into his hands. Then, fearing his reaction, I bolted out the door. Would I hear from him? God, I hoped so. But if not, at least I tried.
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