Copyright by J, August 2009.
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This really did happen and was my first public encounter while at work.
Restaurant Revel
I really never understood why or how it happened, but it just did. I went to a nearby restaurant with some friends from work for lunch. We walked in and my eyes looked up and there he was, his eyes locked with mine and wham, instant attraction, lust, understanding or whatever, it was there!
Now mind you, I am six feet one and about 40 year's old. I guess I am good looking, at least that is what other people have told me, but I am not by any stretch a model type guy. I have brown salt and pepper hair, with blue eyes, and a hairy chest with a toned physique, but not muscled. He, on the other hand, was drop dead gorgeous. About 35 yrs old, well shaped and toned body with black wavy hair, piercing green eyes, quick easy smile and standing about 5' 10, with a bit of curly hair showing above his shirt neckline, which turns me on so easily. He could have been on the cover of any man's magazine or even on some women's too.
He was with another gentleman, who I learned later he was living with at the time, but that is another story. After giving my name for a table, I kept sneaking looks his way, finding that he was doing the same. He and his friend were called to their table and I had some time to quiet down my stiffening cock. Finally, we were seated, and as we approached our table, I noticed that if I sat at one chair, I could continue to gaze at him without my coworkers knowing that I was only half paying attention to them. It was obvious to me that he was doing the same.
We continued to lock gazes periodically. After ordering, I began to get fidgety as I really wanted to go over there and throw him on the table and make mad passionate love to him. Of course, that was not to be. I am pretty much on the quiet-side when it comes to letting others know of my sexual interests, especially coworkers.
The food came and I ate some. All the time we were eating, he and I kept looking at each other, smiling here and there, flirting can be so much fun! Eventually, I told my lunch mates that I had to go to the bathroom. I got up and looked him directly in the eye and nodded my head ever so slightly, turning it toward where the bathrooms were located. I walked quickly to the bathroom and went inside.
I really did have to go and was doing so, with some difficulty as my cock was a little stiff, when he walked in behind me. He came and stood beside me at the other stall. Fortunately it was a small bathroom with two urinals and one closeted stall, which was currently unoccupied. He turned his head toward me and gave me a long, lingering up and down look, ending with his eyes staring at my now really stiffening cock. I returned the favor, looking him over completely and saw that he had a beautifully sized cut delicious cock.
Now, I am not a size queen. I am a versatile top, and in fact, I really do not enjoy the feel of a huge cock in me when the urge to bottom hit's me. Some guys only want the larger cocks but I much prefer guys with average sized dicks. Not that I would turn down someone I met just because their cock was huge, I promise you I wouldn't but it would be unlikely that I would let him top me, it hurts too much. Anyway, the average size cocks are so much fun to slurp them into my mouth and swallow them whole all the way down to the base of the cock. I know that this "deep throat" action gives so much pleasure, that any guy; straight, bi or gay, totally enjoys it and his was perfectly sized both in length and girth for cock sucking fun! Add to that it was also extremely stiff and standing at attention pointed at the john just made it more desirable then and there.
Fortunately, I had finished taking a piss and my cock was all his to do with as he pleased. As he didn't need to pee we both turned toward each other and placing our hands on each other's cocks, we leaned in toward each other groping and kissing like blushing, horny boys on their first date. I was in heaven, my body was in complete submission mode as we kissed and felt each others hardened man hood.
I promptly bent over and took his engorged cock into my warm wet mouth. His cock was so smooth and velvety, it slid right down my throat as my nose brushed up against his base and his pants zipper. I continued to move up and down his throbbing pole and he began to moan. I continued to throat massage his cock until he pulled back from my mouth and his cock popped out. He grabbed my ass and pulled me to him and kissed me deep and hard. I knew he could taste his pre-cum as it had leaked into my mouth as I sucked and throated his steel hardened cock.
He bent down and proceeded to do the same to me, taking my raging hard-on between his lips and the tip of his tongue flicked the tip and sides of my cock as it slid into his mouth. I was so turned on that I shook with wild abandon and he worked my cock in his mouth and throat. Oh, what a talented tongue he had! My hands pressed on the back of his head as he slurped on my engorged man-pole.
Fortunately, or unfortunately as I would rather have continued with what we were doing, we heard the bathroom door squeak just before it began to open and another gentleman walked in. We quickly pulled apart and turned to face our respective urinals and proceeded to stuff our raging cocks into our pants. I am sure that the gentleman who walked in knew what we had been doing. Nevertheless, the guy walked into the stall and we went over to wash up. While this guy was in the stall, my new friend leaned over to whisper his name and telephone number into my ear. I whispered it back so he knew that I knew it, told him my name and that I would call him tomorrow and then I left the room.
I really can't remember anything else that my lunch mates said to me that day. I was in a happy fog and couldn't wait until tomorrow so I could call him. Call him I did, and well...that is another story to tell now isn't it, eh?