Train Station Tearoom

It was payday, so I was already in a good mood when I left the office, but something that happened on the way home really put me in good spirits. I take the "N" train downtown from the 34th Street station, and today, while I was running for the train, I happened to notice the train station rest-room was open. Well, well, well, I thought, let's go check this out!

There weren't many people inside when I walked in, but from the way they were all standing around, I knew the former reputation of this place as an active tea-room was still deserved.

I did my usual shtick of standing at the urinal until the others knew I was "cool," but was surprised when, even after a few minutes, nothing happened. Usually, as soon as the guys see a new-comer is there for the same thing they are, they loosen up and the action starts. Not this time, though.

I was all set to write the place off as a loss and head home, when the door swung open, and in walked three obviously straight Mediterranean-type guys. I figured I'd at least get a look at some straight meat if I waited a minute, so I hung out and just sort-of looked out of the corner of my eye at the urinal next to me.

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As things turned out, the three "obviously" straight guys weren't as straight as I first thought. That was made clear when I noticed one of them reaching over massaging the bulge between one of the original guy's legs.

Hmmmm....

With the cat out of the bag, so to speak, I started pulling on my prong with renewed vigor, and one of them came over and stood next to me. He was about 19, handsome, with just a hint of stubble on his face. Brown curly hair, brown eyes, tight body, and, as I saw when he whipped out his dick, a decent-sized piece of meat. He stood about a foot away from the urinal, half turned toward me, and started jacking off.

I half-turned to face him, just in time to see the third guy disappear into a stall. From what I could see (the angle wasn't so great), he was getting sucked off by the oriental kid that had been in there before. From the way he was bucking his hips, he must have been hot and the kid must have been good, too!

The second guy was still over in the corner feeling up (and getting felt up), by a guy who looked like a younger version of OJ Simpson. He was pretty hot himself, almost a clone to the one standing by me jacking off, and the way they were rubbing each other's cock bulges, it looked like they were both turning each other on about the same.

Either feast or famine, I said to myself, and turned around to devote my full attention to the guy that had taken a liking to me. His dick was about the same size as mine, but the pair of furry balls he'd hefted out of his button-fly jeans were truly awesome...I couldn't resist; I reached over and grabbed a hold of them.

He seemed to have been waiting for a signal like that. He moved a little closer to me and grabbed my hard cock. He was a little rough, but it felt good, having this young guy pull my dick. I decided to return the favor, and grabbed his dick, also moving a little closer to him.

There we stood, just about dick-to-dick, jerking each other off. His was real thick, and I started to get off on it - the fact that he was jerking my cock hard and fast didn't hurt either! Every move he made, I matched, one for one. Same speed, same grip. We were so close, I could feel his warm breath on my face - and that warm breath was getting heavier.

This all got me real hot, real fast. I HAD to come... I said to him, "I'm gonna come," and with that, he dropped my dick. I dropped his, too, and grabbed mine, using real long, hard strokes. He started fisting his, too, and we stood there, in front of the urinals, staring right at each other, his dick and mine almost touching, our fists colliding every other stroke or so. He started sucking in air, and his eyes started to get lidded over. He turned back to the urinal, and I looked down in time to see him cream, right onto the white porcelain. He thrust his hips toward the thing, and stroked his cock real gently while he was coming.

Needless to say, that set me off, and I followed his example, shooting a couple of good blasts of come into the urinal, watching him milk the last few drops from his cock.

Then came the weirdest part. Almost as if there was a pre-arranged signal, the three guys put themselves back together (and I still don't know if the other two got off or not), and left. Just like that! It was one of the strangest things I'd ever seen. Guys like that usually don't travel in groups.

But hell, it was fun!

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