Chance Encounter

It's a cold ass day driving back from Reno. I never wanted to go in the first place. One of my best friends had gotten his girlfriend pregnant, so they'd decided to elope. Like they had a choice!

Anyway, after the weekend fiasco we'd all spent in Reno, it was finally Sunday and time to go home. There was a caravan of three cars. The bride and groom in one car, my roommate and I in my car and a the third car following. Who cares who was in the third car, just some other guys that I worked with. I was still hung over and therefore, not driving my own car. I was just unhappy all together. I'll tell you why later.

We pulled into a gas station just outside of Reno, on the California side and everyone wanted to offload before the we got on the road proper.

As I stepped out of the passenger side of my own vehicle I notice this guy who'd just gotten out of his own car, staring at me.

Most of us were military, everyone except my roommate. I didn't really think I had anything to worry about, so I just smiled at him and went off to bathroom.

Even though all the guys that were with me were Navy and I was in the Marine Corps, I felt relatively safe with them.

That's just one of the side effects of being in the Marines. You spend a lot of time on Navy bases. Those guys worship you if you're cool to them. Some Marines hate Navy guys. I figured out later that its because they are jealous of the way Navy guys approach the military life style.

Life in the Marine Corps is rough. It's a whole different world, even though we are a department of the Navy. Shhh... We don't like to say that out loud. It's like comparing apples to oranges. Navy guys have their way and Marines have their way. I must admit though, that we do envy their freedom and their lack of strict adherence to rules, but that's why they are Navy and we are Marines. But we do tend to work well together.

Anyway, as I stood there in the bathroom relieving myself, this guy walked into the small gas station bathroom. There's only one toilet and I'm pissing into it.

"Hey, how it going?" He says.

"Not bad, how are you?"

"Listen man, you don't mind if I go along with you, do you? I've been cooped up in that car for a long time."

"No, I don't mind, if you gotta go, you gotta go." I said before I could think of anything else to say.

As we stood there side by side pissing into the toilet, I was trying to think of something else to say when I noticed him staring at my cock. I guessed it was inevitable that we would have the same curiosity about what each other's dicks looked like. Although, I've seen many white guy's dicks in the showers at the barracks.

"You're in the military aren't you?" He said.

"Yeah. Oh, the haircut right?" I answered.

"Sure, but not only that. Its just the way you stand and the way you seem so proper." He said.

"The way I stand?" I questioned.

"Yes, you seem so rigid, even though I know you must be hung over after the night you guys had last night. I saw you in the casino last night. I'm sure you must have had all of three hours sleep since I saw you last." He said.

"Wrong, I haven't had any sleep at all. That's why I'm not driving." I said as I shook the last few drops from my dick and started to put it way.

"No, wait, don't put it away." He said as he reached towards my fly.

I automatically jerked away as his hand came closer to me. It's just reflex I guess. He was a very good looking guy. Short dark hair with a one or two day old beard growing on his face.

His deep voice and rugged good looks made me believe he was straight. Hell, I was really thrown by his entreaty.

"Whoa!" I said a little louder than I meant to.

"Sorry man, I didn't mean to scare you." He said.

"I was just taken aback. What's on your mind?" I asked him.

"See what I mean? No one talks like that. You must be a writer or you're an officer in the military. I was watching you in the casino last light and I just thought."

"You just thought what? I asked.

"I just thought you were a good looking guy and I wanted to get to know you. He said, reaching out his hand. "My name is Chance."

"My name is Ken." I said, still stuffing myself into my jeans and feeling a little more congenial towards this guy.

"Look, I just thought, this might be my last chance to get to know you." Chance said.

"That's cool man, I just wasn't expecting anything like this." I said as I shook his free hand and looking down, I could see that he was getting very hard.

"I can see that we'll get along well." I said as I eyed his hard cock.

I reached out and grabbed his thickening cock. He put his hand behind my neck and pulled me towards him. We kissed while he pulled my zipper back down. He groped my crotch until he got my stiffening dick out. We stood there stoking each other and kissing.

Chance started pulling my pants open and trying to get my jeans down past my waist. Just then it occurred to me that he'd actually opened the top of his pants when he started to piss. I suppose I should have picked up on that right away, but whatever.

He reached behind me to lock the door. So there I stood with my jeans around my knees, locked in a gas station bathroom with some guy I didn't even know. I kept thinking, this guy might be a serial killer or something, but I'd seen him and his driver.

What fucking difference would that make if he meant to kill me? Had anyone else seen him come in I wondered. Then he went down on his knees and swallowed the head of my cock. I just let my head fall back and threw caution to wind.

"You have a magnificent looking cock dude!" Chance said.

"Oh, and you've got a great mouth." I managed to say.

I grabbed the back of his head and tried to push his mouth further onto my cock. I could feel him resist my efforts. He moved his mouth onto my dick at his own speed. I could see that he was staring at it. He seemed a little hypnotized by the very sight of it. His eyes stared at it as he moved his mouth along the length of my shaft. That turned me on so much. I just stroked the side of his face. Looking at him, I thought that he couldn't be over twenty-one. But if he was in the casino, he must be at least that old.

Chance pulled off my cock and turned his back to me, sticking his ass out toward me.

"Come on man, fuck me!" He said.

"Right here?" I asked.

"Yeah, just put that big thick pole up my ass, please?" He begged.

"Dude, someone could walk in right now."

Chance just grabbed my cock and pulled it to his ass and me along with it. I just fell into his body, with both my hands falling onto the cold tile wall.

I could actually feel the heat emanating off his body. He was so fucking hot! With one hand pressed against the wall, he used his other hand to grab my hand and pull it to his lips. He spit onto my fingers, then maneuvered both our hands around behind himself and rubbed them into his asshole. I took the not too subtle hint and started to massage his hole.

He was extremely tight and I gave a brief thought to getting down there with my tongue, but I figured that we hadn't the time for such foreplay, so I let him do his thing. He pressed my forefinger, along with his own, into his ass hole and sucked in a great breath as we entered him. Then I suppose he'd decided that was enough because he grabbed my cock and pulled it to his tight little rose bud.

I was looking down between the two of us and I must say that his perfectly round ass was a sight to behold. This guy must have just stepped right off the pages of an Abercrombie and Fitch magazine. His body was perfect from the waist down. I already knew his face was gorgeous. What the hell was I waiting for?

I leaned into him and I felt my cock head land just between his cheeks and slide down between them. I couldn't take my eyes off his beautifully round ass cheeks. He grabbed my cock very forcefully this time and put it right at the entrance to his body and I slowly started to push forward as he exhaled loudly. I could feel myself starting to breach his hole and I could see his body start to tremble.

I felt his other hand come around my waist and hold me still. I could sense that he wanted no more forward motion. So I stood still and waited until he was ready.

The wall felt cold and slimy on my palm. The air was stale with smell of urine and a vague odor of disinfectant. I felt a chill run down my spine which made my hips buck involuntarily. I sank a few more inches into Chance and I know that he wasn't ready for that, but he took it, only tightening his grip on my waist. With both hands behind him, encircling my waist and just his forehead resting against the cold tile wall, he pulled me into his ass.

I could feel his hot hole as it opened itself up to my rock hard cock. I didn't slide in easily. I could feel his muscles tense and spasm as inch after inch of my pole slowly crept inside his body. Still he pull my body into his. The pain must have been excruciating for him.

I tried to stop the forward momentum, but he had other ideas. He just kept pulling me to him until I was so deeply embedded in him that he could hardly breathe. As I leaned into him, I could finally see the beads of sweat pouring off his forehead and dripping onto the floor below us. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him into my chest. His chest was as broad as mine and I could feel his pecs through his thick sweater. I kissed and licked the sweat from his neck.

As he leaned back into my arms, he finally exhaled with a huge whooshing sound. I felt his bulbous ass muscles flex and his ass ring tighten on my dick, another involuntary thrust from me made him push his body back against mine. And another loud exhale came from him.

I wasn't even fully entrenched in his hot steamy hole yet either. We just stood there while he reached up and caressed the back of my head and my hands found their way underneath his thick sweater and t-shirt. As he ground his ass backwards onto my rod I thought for a second it might break off, but then the last few inches slid into his body. I could feel him trembling in my hands.

He took several deep breathes and then began to pull himself forward off my huge throbbing cock. We soon fell into a nice little rhythm and I reached down for his dick. It was quite long and thick. I hadn't noticed before but he was uncut, so I could feel the foreskin envelope the head of it while I jacked him off.

I kissed and licked his ear and neck while he breathed his appreciation. No words were spoken, just quiet breathing. I was sweating like a hog as was he. My cock was now sliding in and out of him easily, but his ass cheek and his ass ring were still gripping my fat rod tightly. I pumped his ass for all that I was worth while I stoked his long, thick, uncut cock.

Soon he began to shake violently and I knew he was cumming. When I felt the first warm jet on my palm I also felt his ass ring snap down on my dick. I was right on the edge too. I shoved into him as far as I could and shot my first offering. His asshole squeezed again and that was it, I was lost. My entire body went numb, well all but my cock. I wanted to get as far inside this man as I could. I pumped his ass hard and in doing so I was pumping his cock with my hand. I could hear his streams of jism hit the wall in front of us.

We were in sync and this was the best orgasm I'd had since the first one, when I was just a kid. Only then I had no idea what was happening or what to expect. This time I knew what was happening but I still didn't know what to expect.

I felt his body convulsing, which only made me hotter and my orgasm more intense. I felt dizzy and totally lost my balance for a second there and I thought we were both going to fall over backwards.

But I held onto him and sort of pushed him forward so his hands and face were against the wall. We stood there for long moments just breathing deeply. I was glad that neither of us had made much noise.

Just then there was a loud pounding on the door outside.

"Hey, who's in there?"

We both froze as the pounding continued. Chance, obviously thinking more quickly than I, reached over and turned the sink faucet on. I backed up and we both pulled our trousers up simultaneously. I pulled the lid off the back of the toilet and began fiddling around inside it.

"Unlock this door!" the voice yelled from outside.

Chance did so.

"What the fuck's wrong with that damn shitter!" He yelled rhetorically at the attendant who had been pounding on the door. "He's been trying to get that damn thing to flush for five minutes now and I need to take a dump!"

"There I got it. It should flush now." I said without missing a beat.

"Oh, sorry, that damn thing has been never been any good. No sooner than we get it fixed, someone else is complaining about it." The attendant offered humbly as Chance stared him down.

I just washed my hands and told Chance that I'd see him inside.

"Right! Pick me up some smokes while you're in there dude."

"Okay." I said excusing myself.

As I walked around the corner I could still hear Chance bitching at the attendant. "Is this the only toilet paper you have, paper towels, what the hell is this?"

I just smiled to myself and went on into the gas station as the guy Chance was riding with was walking out.

A few minutes later Chance walked into the gas station.

"Did you get my smokes?" He asked.

As I was standing right at the counter, I just smiled and asked, "What kind was that again?"

"Pack of Marlboros." He said to the clerk and winked.

She must have blushed about four different shades of red. That's just how handsome this guy was. In the bright lights I could see that he was quite a studly guy.

I paid for everything and we walked to the exit together.

"So listen, I'd like it very much if you called me." Chance said, handing me a small business card and few dollars.

"No, that's alright." I said, handing him back his money, as we walked toward our respective rides.

"No, you won't call?" He asked.

"Yes, I'll call, I just meant that the smokes are on me." I said.

"Catch you later dude!" He said, flashing a devilish grin as he ducked into his car.

I just waved and stuck his card into my shirt pocket. He gave a little mock salute and off they went.

The drive back was much better for me after my little encounter with Chance. Now all I needed to do was get home and beat off thinking about that chance encounter.

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written by champ