My dependable champion and I had been sucking each others cocks since we were youth. We never did cum in each others mouth. After sucking for a while we would jacklight off until we shot our loads. It was really hot, and I enjoyed 69ing it with him, feeling his cock sliding in and out of my mouth ... but I wanted more. By the metre I had my drivers license I really wanted to feel an adult hammer pump its warhead of cum down my throat. I never did secern my friend but starting looking for an opportunity. When I got my restriced license ( I could drive as long as the sun was up ) I started looking for my starting time pecker. I drove to a local mall where I had heard there was a public lavatory that was cruisy. It was outside Wacammaw Pottery down a foresightful hallway. The door to the hallway squeeked really burden when it was open so you had plenty of warning. I had never really cruised a public restroom but was make to hold it a `` slam ''.

There were 3 urinals and two stalls in the wash room. When I got to the mall and headed toward the hallway, I noticed a man sitting on a bench discreetly watching the hallway door. He looked like he was in his mid 40s, mediocre build and dressed like a businessman. I went down the hallway to the convenience and sat in the farthermost stand from the door. There was about a two substructure gap between the bottom of the stall bulwark and the story. I dropped my pants, sat down and started stroking my cock ... wondering if anything might happen. I stroked my cock into a nice hard on fantasizing about the man I saw in the mall being someone looking for a little cock play. After about 3 proceedings ( felt like forever ) I heard the hallway door squeek open and footsteps heading down the antechamber. The door to the restroom opened and I heard someone enter the cubicle beside me.

I watched his shadow as he dropped his pants and sat down. I leaned over a small and peeked at his shoes and could tell by the knickers it was the man that had been sitting in the mall watching the hall. It was easy to see his shadow as he spread his knee and started stroking his cock. My rooster jumped to an instant hardon. This was it ... there was my grownup cock. I sat back so he could watch my vestige as I did the Lapp. I spread my knees across-the-board and stroked my pecker in such a way that my tincture on the floor clearly showed him what I was doing. As I spread my knee wide and jack my cock I could watch his apparition ( and I knew he was watching mine ). I could see him spreading his human knee wider and jack up his cock as hard as I was.

After a twosome of minutes he reached his mitt under the stall wall and motioned to me. I did n't really live what to do so I dropped to my knee joint and slew my humble body under the stall wall. He got on his knee joint, between mine, and started stroking my cock. I could tend back a little and watch under the stall paries. He lowered his fountainhead and swallowed my entirely peter down his throat. Just the quite a little of a develop man between my knees swallowing my peter was so incredibly hot I almost came but I was able to hold back. I reached under and held the spine of his head and started fucking his throat in slow farsighted strokes. When I felt I was about to cum I pulled out. I did n't want to cum until I had a prospect to experience his turncock buried in my mouth.I slid back on my side of meat of the stall wall.

He got on his knee joint and slid his lower body under the stall paries. There it was. A most beautiful adult shaft, thick, obscure hair, large mushroom shaped head and literally pulsing. I got on my knees between his and tentatively started stroking his peter. I squeezed a footling precum out of his turncock and gingerly licked it off .... it was amazing. I could just get my finger all the way around his cock. I licked up and down and all around the prick of his cock as I cupped his hairy balls in my hired hand. I loved the flavor of his cock and the manly smell. I started slowly swallowing more and more of his cock as I fucked his cock with my mouth. I could learn his breathing react to my sucking. He moaned softly each time I stroked his dick with my sassing. Soon it was hitting the back of my throat. I wrapped my fingers around his cock, holding my deal against my lipps, so I could break him long, deep strokes. Getting as much of his cock in my mouth as I could and still giving him a commodity back talk fuck.

In just a couplet of bit I felt his second joint start to fasten up. He reached one hired hand under the stall and lightly gripped the book binding of my head. As he held my point still he started raising and lowering his hipps, fucking my mouth in faster and shorter shot. I heard him moan deeply and as he pushed his dick in as late as it would go, holding it there. It was marvellous feeling his large shaft bulge in my mouth and mitt, each time he shot a onus of cum down my throat. I could hardly keep up, but managed to swallow it all.

When he was done I sucked his rooster dry until it started to shrink. He pulled out and motioned me to slide back under. I slid my lower boday back under the kiosk wall and he swallowed my pecker down his throat. I reached over and held the backbone of his head and started rich fucking his throat. When I could n't place upright it any more I buried my cock down his throat and held it there while I shot my young hot load down his pharynx It was incredible.

Before he left he dropped a card under the sales booth wall. He had printed on it `` Econolodge all hebdomad, room 228 after 5:00 ''. I could n't wait until I could get my next grown up tool to run out .