I'm Jeremiah. I'm 19, almost 20 now. I'm 5'9, Brown hair with hi-lights, and blue eyes. I'm 300lbs and loosing. If you have to know I'm 5-5.5" Cut. Ok?
Anyway, I'm in Indiana now, but lets go back to when I lived in Florida. I was living in Daytona Beach. This was 2 years ago. I was driving in my truck on the beach and I had to use the bathroom. So I found one of there little bathroom stall things that they have along the beach, and parked my truck and went in. I noticed they had no doors on the stalls in side the little bathroom building. They had a wood divider between the stalls.
I went in the last one. I looked over and saw a hole. I heard someone come in and I listened. They went to a urinal and started to pee. Well I got up after finishing what I was doing and went to the sink to wash my hands and when I turned around he waved his dick at me. I went back to the stall and sat down. A minute later he was standing there asking me if I wanted to suck him. He was an older gentleman.
About 40-55, 5'6, gray and balding, and blue eyes. I took his soft, 5 inches in my mouth and started to suck. He got harder and harder till he was about 8 inches. God, his dick tasted so good. He was getting close. I could tell by his voice and his body shakes. A minute later he grabbed my head and tried to force me down on his cock all the way. I couldn't take it. I pulled back and started using my tongue and he started to shudder and squirt his juice in my mouth. I swallowed it all. After he came down from his orgasm he asked me where I learned to do that. I told him the truth. I told him it was my first time doing that. He about fell. He said it was the best blow job he ever had. I blushed. He looked me in the eyes and said thank you and left. I cleaned up and went home. I will never for get that day, or that bathroom.
The exterminator came and tented my house and said I had to go somewhere for three days. He said I should go with just the clothes I was wearing, so I went to my neighbor and told him to keep his cat away because the gas would kill his cat. He asked where I was going to stay and I said I was going to a motel nearby. He suggested I stay with him. I thanked him but I didn't even really know him.
Captain of the basketball team, nice toned body a goatee and shaved head, he's a little black stud. The tattoo on his arm 'Thug Born' would intimidate anyone. Yeah, he's the type white people think all black people are like. But inside his baggy Polo jeans lies a 9 inch cock, and a tight hairless asshole that always wants service. Lying in bed, Brian stroked his hard black cock.
I parked went in, relieved myself, and saw a note on the wall, check out the little red pickup in the lot. As I left I saw a red pickup parked near by with a man sitting in it. I walked over that way, turned and walked slowly by, very close. The man was smiling at me and I smiled back, then looked down in the open drivers window to see his hand holding a very nice big cock.
I was wandering the streets at about 12:30 a. m. , as is my habit in many cities I visit. I'm NOT out selling or "wares", but rather like to have a city to myself for at least an hour. I'm not one of those fond of the Spanish Steps at noon but I love it at midnight.
"Beach" is a generous word to describe this place as it's mostly boulders with patches of sand to lay out. There's a series of trails & quite a hike to get to the beach but it can be well worth it. The park rangers occasionally patrol but because the surrounding area is heavily wooded & a lot of action can still take place there.
This story contains themes of non-consent and reluctance as a straight married man's chance encounter with a stranger in an elevator, brings out hidden desires. If this is offensive in anyway, please find another story. If you chose to read on, please enjoy.
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