My best champion and I had been sucking each others cocks since we were immature. We never did cum in each others mouth. After sucking for a while we would jack off until we shot our loads. It was really hot, and I enjoyed 69ing it with him, feeling his shaft sliding in and out of my lip ... but I wanted more. By the meter I had my drivers license I really wanted to palpate an grownup cock ticker its load of cum down my throat. I never did tell my Quaker but starting looking for an opportunity. When I got my restriced license ( I could get as long as the sun was up ) I started looking for my first rooster. I drove to a local mall where I had heard there was a toilet facility that was cruisy. It was outside Wacammaw clayware down a farseeing hallway. The door to the hallway squeeked really load when it was open so you had tidy sum of warning. I had never really cruised a public public convenience but was ready to dedicate it a `` nip ''.

There were 3 urinals and two stand in the public toilet. When I got to the mall and headed toward the hallway, I noticed a man sitting on a bench discreetly watching the hallway room access. He looked like he was in his mid 40s, average build and dressed like a businessman. I went down the hallway to the wash room and sat in the farthest stall from the door. There was about a two foot gap between the rear end of the kiosk wall and the floor. I dropped my pants, sat down and started stroking my cock ... wondering if anything might happen. I stroked my putz into a nice hard on fantasizing about the man I saw in the shopping center being someone looking for a petty cock maneuver. After about 3 minutes ( felt like forever ) I heard the hallway door squeek unfastened and stride heading down the hall. The door to the public toilet opened and I heard someone enter the carrel beside me.

I watched his shadow as he dropped his pants and sat down. I leaned over a lilliputian and peeked at his horseshoe and could enjoin by the pants it was the man that had been sitting in the shopping mall watching the hallway. It was easily to see his shadower as he spread his stifle and started stroking his cock. My cock jumped to an instant hardon. This was it ... there was my adult dick. I sat back so he could take in my shadow as I did the same. I spread my knees wide and stroked my shaft in such a way that my shadower on the floor clearly showed him what I was doing. As I spread my knee broad and jack my stopcock I could watch over his tail ( and I knew he was watching mine ). I could see him spreading his articulatio genus wider and jack his putz as concentrated as I was.

After a distich of minutes he reached his handwriting under the cubicle rampart and motioned to me. I did n't really know what to do so I dropped to my knees and skid my bring down torso under the stall wall. He got on his stifle, between mine, and started stroking my cock. I could lean back a little and find out under the stall paries. He lowered his headway and swallowed my whole hammer down his throat. Just the sight of a grown man between my knee joint swallowing my cock was so incredibly hot I almost came but I was able to obtain back. I reached under and held the back of his pass and started fucking his throat in slacken foresightful strokes. When I felt I was about to cum I pulled out. I did n't desire to cum until I had a opportunity to find his cock buried in my mouth.I slid back on my side of the kiosk wall.

He got on his knees and slid his low-toned trunk under the stall wall. There it was. A most beautiful adult stopcock, midst, drab hair, large mushroom shaped read/write head and literally pulsing. I got on my stifle between his and tentatively started stroking his cock. I squeezed a footling precum out of his hammer and gingerly licked it off .... it was awesome. I could just get my fingers all the way around his cock. I licked up and down and all around the shaft of his cock as I cupped his hairy balls in my helping hand. I loved the feeling of his cock and the manly scent. I started slowly swallowing more and more of his cock as I fucked his cock with my lip. I could try his breathing react to my sucking. He moaned softly each clock time I stroked his cock with my lips. Soon it was hitting the back of my throat. I wrapped my digit around his rooster, holding my helping hand against my lipps, so I could dedicate him long, rich cerebrovascular accident. Getting as much of his cock in my mouth as I could and still giving him a ripe mouth fuck.

In just a couple of minutes I felt his thigh start to tighten up. He reached one hand under the sales booth and lightly gripped the back of my point. As he held my head still he started raising and lowering his hipps, fucking my sassing in faster and shorter strokes. I heard him moan deeply and as he pushed his shaft in as cryptic as it would go, holding it there. It was wonderful feeling his bombastic cock bulge in my mouth and hand, each time he shot a load of cum down my throat. I could hardly sustain up, but managed to swallow it all.

When he was done I sucked his cock dry until it started to shrink. He pulled out and motioned me to skid back under. I slid my lower boday back under the stall bulwark and he swallowed my cock down his pharynx. I reached over and held the back of his caput and started deep fucking his pharynx. When I could n't stand it any more I buried my rooster down his throat and held it there while I shot my young hot burden down his throat It was incredible.

Before he left he dropped a card under the carrel paries. He had printed on it `` Econolodge all workweek, room 228 after 5:00 ''. I could n't hold back until I could get my adjacent grown up dick to enfeeble .