I was at the mall the other day and had to use the bathroom. I took the nearest urinal and pissed. After I was done, I just stood there a minute looking at my semi hard 5" dick. While I was standing there, I started hearing something from one of the stalls and realized that I was not alone so I zipped up and went to the sink to wash my hands.
I knew that if I picked the right sink I could see through the crack at the edge of his cubical door by looking in the mirror. So I checked this guy out while I was washing my hands, and sure enough, he was whacking away.
Since this bathroom had double doors, I knew that I would have warning if someone else came in. So I walked closer to the door and peered through the crack while he jacked his 6" hard cock. I pulled on the door and it opened right up. This guy was a little younger than me, about 18, and blonde and hot. He just kept stroking his hard cock and looking at me. I took out my dick and started stroking too. I was so turned on that I wanted to pop fast.
I pumped my dick ferociously and got so close that I was standing on my tip toes and grunting.
He told me that he wanted my cum so I leaned my hips forward and came in his mouth. In one swoop, he deep throated me and sucked me hard until I unloaded every drop. It felt so good to be completely drained.
I asked him if he wanted me to suck him, but he said, "No thanks, I'll be fine." So I left him to stroke his own cock, and as I walked away from the bathroom, I noticed that another guy was headed for the door I just walk out of. As I sat on a nearby bench waiting to see if he was coming out, I wondered how many men saw the guy stroking before I went in there, and how many loads of cum had the guy eaten before I came along.
00, very hot, humid day, sudden very heavy downpour, me, in my van, driving along a suburban road. It had just started to rain, it was one of those sudden heavy showers, then I saw him, a young lad walking along my side of the road trying to be brave and not seek shelter. I pulled into the curb and stopped just ahead of him. Hop in, Ill drop you off, save you getting any wetter.
I never, ever, answer personal ads on the Internet! It's a rule of mine. You never know who, or what, you might encounter. I like to peruse the ads, to see who's looking for what. Although I've seen several that I thought were interesting, I NEVER answer them! This time I did though.
Many were only too happy to drop their pants on request. Some did not even wait to be asked. . . . One evening I was returning from a party in El Cajon. I had only gone a short distance, when I picked up a hitching Sailor who was heading into San Diego. It was obvious that he had a hardon.
Temporary duty was always good to have. Having been in the army for a couple of years and being an N C O, I enjoyed those occasional opportunities that came along to go places away from my home fort. This one was going to be more of an adventure than I had thought.
He was working in the studio part of the time, but we were able to spend a few evenings out at clubs like "Zipps" and "Hands-". We had the most amazing time a few years ago, in Cologne for Carnival (February), wandering around between the bars late, late in the frosty evening. Coming back in early spring, I recalled how wonderful a small city it really was for gay men.
It was my old friend Paul who I was expecting to accompany me that evening. I'm in my thirties but I'm still rather trim and handsome and I have a wide circle of gay friends. None of my friends could come so I decided to go alone and I dressed up in my smartest suit and drove to the railway station and took the train into London.
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