I arrived at the movies with a few minutes to spare - a half hour to be exact. It was a matinee, and the mall was busy. Not Christmastime busy, but not dead either. I knew from previous visits that the bathroom on the floor below Century 9 was less crowded, and, rumor has it, that it's a little cruisy. I thought, "What the hell?" Instead of riding the escalator to the 5th floor, I went around Borders and down the long hallway to the 4th floor bathrooms.
I waited a second outside the door, listening for anything. I didn't hear running water or the loud hand dryers, so I opened the door. Like I thought, the sink area was empty. I exhaled and went around to the other side. The three urinals were also empty. Two of the stall doors were open, and empty as well. The last was closed. I peeked beneath the wall and saw a pair of white and blue Nike's. "Damn, my luck," I thought, as I stood up to the furthest urinal. I unfastened my jeans, pulled my zipper down and pulled out my semi-hard dick. I'm a voyeur and an exhibitionist, so any chance of either watching or participating gets my juices flowing. Just the anticipation turns me on. A second later, my urine flows into the bowl, and I hear a cough from the largest stall.
I turn my head to look. The door was partly open, and I could see a tall man standing at the toilet. He turned his head and looked at me. Caught, I turned my head forward. By now, my urine had stopped and my hard eight inch dick grazed the porcelin toilet. I couldn't help it. I looked again. He was still there, standing with his back to me. I decided to really check him out. As my eyes took him in, I noticed that his shorts were a little lower on his body. He must've felt me looking, because they slid even lower, revealing two tanned, hairy cheeks. No underwear. The shorts fell to the floor. This ass was probably the best ass I've ever seen. I'm a total ass man. I need a solid, thick, hairy ass. I was transfixed.
"How 'bout you come in here," the man said, breaking my focus.
I swallowed, obviously busted, obviously aroused. I realized I had been slowly running my fingers across my shaft.
In the last five minutes, no one had come into the bathroom. It was just us. What are the chances that we're going to be interrupted? This was one of my favorite fantasies... and it was going to come true. I hiked up my shorts and walked into the stall.
The man, who was a little over six feet, same as me, spread his legs as far as he could and bent over the commode, exposing that beautiful ass. He was a few years older, late 30s, I'd guess, with strong legs. I gently rubbed the fuzz, not sure where to go next.
"Are you gonna fuck me or just stand there?"
"No lube or anything?"
"Feel me up."
I ran a finger over his crack and hole. I found it soaked in lube. I licked my lips and swallowed, as I aimed my fleshy dick head to the hole. I gently pushed, and he pushed back. His ass wasn't as tight as I thought it'd be. It easiliy swallowed my large head. I moaned out of surprise as I pushed two inches into him. He grunted but didn't stop pushing back. In a few seconds, I had my entire dick in his ass, and his ass did everything. I stood there, while he rode by dick whore-style. I held on to his hips, fucking him back. Soon, I felt the tension rise, and I pulled out, save my head.
"What?"
"I'm getting close. Not sure where to cum."
"Cum in me."
I rub my sensitive dick head against his hole, teasing him, teasing myself, and then ram it in. Another grunt from him and moan from me.
"That's it. Harder. Make me your bitch."
I slap his right cheek hard as I thrust my dick into him. I can feel the lube start to wear off and the roughness turns me on more. Now all we're working with is my precum, which runs freely through my shaft. I'm getting close. So close. I fuck his whore ass harder. We're both moaning, and not caring who the fuck cares. I can't tell if he's moaning out of pleasure or pain, but it turns me on, so I fuck him harder. I'm so close to shooting. One more thrust and that's it. I bury my cock deep in his hole and send gallons of cum into his pussy. My legs quickly give and I collapse on top of him. He moves from under me and sits on the toilet, his fist stroking his hard cock so fast I can barely see his shaft. He cries out and shoots all over us - my face, shirt, his chest. Some gets in my mouth and I swallow. I lick the cum from my lips.
"Fuck!" I manage to whisper between heavy sighs. I stand up, with my legs still wobbly, and grab a hand full of toilet paper. I wipe my face and clothes off as best I could. My dick as well. He wiped himself off and we flushed our trash and pulled up our shorts.
He was actually handsome, with dark features and a muscular torso. I was too scared to really talk, so I left the bathroom as fast I could, not bothering with the sinks, or the movie. I ran all the way to my car and drove home.