Category: men room

Rest Area

It was about 10 pm and I had been driving for about 3 hours on my way home to DC. The drive down 70 East is curvy, but I have been making the trip quite often lately so even the mountains and hills weren’t enough to keep me awake anymore.

I decided I had better pull off at the next rest area to grab some coffee and use the bathroom to get me through the second half of my drive home. As I got out of my car and began walking, I suddenly realized how badly I needed to piss and I made a beeline for the bathroom.

Being fairly late at night, the bathroom was completely empty and I had my choice of urinals. I walked up to one, unzipped my pants, pulled my cock out, and began to let loose. The piss felt so good that I just closed my eyes and leaned my head back.

As my stream finally began to die down, I opened my eyes and noticed another guy standing right next to me. The whole bathroom was open, why did he have to come right next to me? As I looked out of the corner of my eye, I found my answer. The guy was blatantly staring at my dick.

“Um, can I help you?” I asked.

“Actually, I was going to ask you the same thing,” he replied.

“What do you mean? Why do I need help?”

“Do you want help with your cock? I would love to suck your dick for you,” he said matter-of-factly.

I had never really thought about being with a guy before. My mouth just hung open in disbelief while I tried to recover from the shock of being propositioned by a guy. I looked at the guy and he wasn’t bad looking. Seemed mid-30s to my 28, 6’1” to my 6’3”, slim waist with a nice build. He obviously worked out quite often. And he obviously wanted to snap me out of my deer-in-the-headlights daze as he reached over and began stroking my cock.

“I promise it will feel good,” he told me.


Bitch

Blake stepped into the empty elevator, pushed the button for the seventeenth floor, and waited for the car to begin its ascent. Just as the doors were beginning to close a hand shot between the doors and a thirty something man slipped on board, pressed the button for her floor and turned to face Blake, giving the twenty three year old a quick once over. The man was dressed in a dark blue business suit and would have been considered handsome, except for the fact that he had a large scar on his face! After several seconds of silence the man, while looking directly into Blake’s eyes asked, “You’re a fag aren’t you, I can smell you a mile away!?!” Blake turned a bright shade of red, and while averting his eyes replied softly, “Yes, yes I am!” The man made a snorting sound and shot back, “You little bitches are all alike, just waiting to be picked up and fucked!” Hearing the crude talk from this total stranger caused an immediate reaction in Blake as his pecker turned into a piece of hot blue steel. The elevator came to a stop, and as the doors slid open smoothly and the stranger announced, “This is my floor, come with me,” as he took Blake by the arm and led him down the corridor to the men’s rest room.

Once inside, he pushed Blake into a vacant stall, closed the door, and said, “Okay you little slut, suck on this,” after pulling out one of the biggest cocks he had ever seen in his life. Sitting on the toilet put the big dick right at face level so it didn’t take much effort at all to open wide and let the big hammer slip into his now very hungry mouth. “You suck good for a bitch,” the stranger spat while Blake slurped and licked the beautiful erection for all he was worth. As long as he could remember Blake knew that he liked boys better than girls, and while he had fantasized about having a truly huge erection to play with, he was stunned at how quickly the events of the past few moments had given him the opportunity to fulfill his dream. The big stud leaned against the stall to maintain his balance and just as he was getting into it, Blake could feel the big prick tense up slightly, warning him that a cum explosion was about to occur.