In the Mens Room

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In the Mens RoomI never knew why but I always found men’s rooms sexy. That time people will go in and publicly do something private. Go over to a urinal and almost in the open piss. Or sit on a toilet with a door that seemed to be a few feet high up leaving anyone walking by at least a small view of what was happening just behind it. I went in just to sit in a stall. Pushing 30, I had not much of a life so I just squatted on a toilet and took my shirt off. For some reason I was gettin’ myself so hot, I loved my hairy nipples, my hairy trail leading to my average but growing and bouncing dick.A moment later another man went into the stall behind me. After a moment I happened to notice he never took a shit. I did hear a few grunts though. I got a little nervous and my leg started to shake, my foot bouncing up and down. I didn’t know this rest stop was popular for men to have fun and was surprised when the other guy apparently thought I was signaling him and tapped his foot.Soon he with balls peered his head over to my stall. “Hey.” he said.I didn’t know what to do.I did think he was kind of bahis siteleri cute though. I caught just the top of his head, his ginger hair which was balding his aged forehead, and his gently blue eyes.”Do you wanna?” he asked.Without much hesitation (I surprised myself) I threw my shirt over to his stall and then got out the door and stepped into his.We were so close together in there. Eye to eye. Wow he oozed masculinity!I enjoyed eyeing him down, seeing his green shirt making him look kind of like a veteran soldier, his khakis, his fly open with just a hint of his red pubes sticking out and his erect and somewhat low hanging cock.I squeezed his penis. It felt so right.”Ooh.” I said. “You are sexy as hell.”Soon his pants were around his ankles. I so badly wanted to check out his ass but neither of us could turn much or get around each other at least not with the effort we could at the moment. I nestled my face on his chest and soon I was kissing his nipples making them stick through his shirt.With oozing relief I felt him put his hand inside of my dress pants and his fingers which canlı bahis were so warm slide up and down my cock. It was intimate and he knew how well pre-cum would make his jerking me easier as he went along.Ooh. The pleasure rose as my hands went up under his shirt to feel his pale belly. It was beautiful. I wanted him so bad!Suddenly I heard the door open. It sounded like a walkie-talkie was speaking to the owner. A damn cop.We had to move fast! At the last moment, we had squeezed around in the stall and soon I was sitting on the toilet and his feet were barely on the sides of the seat, his ginger pubes and pink-headed prick in my face.I felt a little randy. To show this ginger man I had some balls I started jerking my cock while I was sitting down. He looked down at me as I made puckering faces. Then the pleasure became greater. I almost let out a huge moan as my load shot out of my cock, hitting his bare backside and feeling it thud onto my pants around my groin.The cop was still in the room. He was looking around as if he knew what was possibly going on.Then I did something that this güvenilir bahis wonderful ginger daddy didn’t expect. I started to suck his cock.He whispered a “Wait.” but I held fast. Soon his eyes closed and he enjoyed me as I slurped his delicious cock in my mouth. In out in out.Then holding for life (to not get caught) he held my brown hair and stroked it. “Ooh. Ooh.”The cop seemed to pause in front of our door. This was going to be the most memorable night of his life.My hands went up and down his wonderful hips, I brushed his lower belly, then my hands went to his seemingly perfect ass. His butt cheeks felt so perfect.Sucking more and more he was panting. The guy outside seemed to stamp his foot as if he wanted us to come out (or was he?)The ginger man started shaking (with pleasure) and he almost loudly cried “Oh shit. Oh shit. I —- I”Sucking sucking sucking. My finger probed his pucker. It was so soft and just as perfect-feeling as the butt cheeks between it.In a small squeak he uttered, “Fuck.” and squirted his precious goo down my throat. I worked hard to swallow after he shuddered an wave after wave shot more semen down my throat as his butthole squeezed hard on my digit. He held onto me hard, cock still in my mouth.Somehow the cop left. Damn. Who knew you could have so much fun in the men’s room?

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