A Cruising Surprise

A few years ago, I had a corporate job and my office was downtown. My job had its ebbs and flows of being really busy, conducting back to back seminars, staff support, etc., to a lot of down time and preparation. Since the arrival of apps like Grindr and Scruff, and back when the Craigslist personals were a thing, I would occasionally use one or all three to see if there was a guy in the area that that had a hotel room close by or maybe a private office I could pop over to get a hot blow job. It didn’t work out every time, but it did often enough for me to keep the apps open while I was working. 

Sometimes if I was daring (and super horned up) I have them come to me. Due to some prior downsizing I was the only one left in the suite and you needed a badge specifically programed the suite to gain access. Once in, my office door locked and I was the only one with a key so even if someone did come in, I wouldn’t get caught with my cock in someones mouth. But it was a secure building so guests had to not only be escorted back, they needed to show an ID and sign in and not many weren’t comfortable with that. Also, I hated to risk someone I knew seeing me with a non employee and potentially inviting a lot of questions. Since I am keeping the fact I like head from dudes from time to time a secret from the world, I really didn’t need the hassle of and inquisition with a bulge in my pants. None of my co-workers were in my suite they were on two different floors in the building. Since the lobby and main elevator bank were between security and my office, I ran that risk.

One day, for a change of pace, and to see if I would have better luck, I was scrolling through the cruising section of Squirt dot org. I noticed that there was a bathroom know to be a cruising hot spot for men needing head. It listed the best times to go and it appeared that the risk level was low because in order to get in, you had to push a button and then someone, somewhere, unlocked it. Several posts from frequent cruisers said there is plenty of time from when you hear the button being pushed to the door being unlocked to put your dick back, close the stall door, or get in front of a urinal so no one would be the wiser. 

I thought what the hell, I’ll go check it out. I knew the building that was mentioned in Squirt and there were good directions and instructions how to get in. It was in the Skyway not an actual building, which was nice since if someone who didn’t belong there might get noticed or draw unwanted attention to the bathroom. I walked up the door, hit the button, two-seconds later I heard the door click and I went in. 

Off and on until I was laid off from that job due to more downsizing, I went to that bathroom whenever I was horny and wanted head. Some days I’d sit in “my stall” for an hour with no luck. Either no one would come in, or someone would come in to just take a leak, it was after all, a bathroom. Then there would be the times where a guy would come in and get into the stall next to mine. We would usually do the “foot tap” thing back and forth a few times to make sure it was clear what we both wanted, or we would casually look through the small hole someone made above the toilet paper dispenser to see if they were stroking or looking back. There were other times once in a while where there would be flurry of cruising activity. This usually happened over the lunch hour. The stalls would be full and the overflow of men would be at the urinals. Guys would be showing cock, stroking, sucking, making out, but I personally never witnessed anyone getting fuck in there. I thought someone was once and I kind of sauntered over to the stall and looked through a gap but it was just a vigorous blow job…lucky bastard. 

It was on one of these days that it happened. When I got to the bathroom, it there wasn’t a lot of activity, two maybe three men. My usual stall was occupied so I went into the next one. As I got my cock out and waited, a few more guys that had come in.With my cock in my hand I could see a few guys looking through the gap while I stroked my hard on. However, since on one had overtly given me a signal I didn’t feel compelled to open the stall door. After a few minutes the crowd thinned to just me and one other person. He was standing in front of my stall and got a glimpse of my stroking my dick. I heard him ask; “Are you hungry?” Now, when I cruise I usually only get head. I rarely give it and never fuck, unless we go somewhere else private. But, for some reason I thought, eh, sure. I’ll suck someone off. Outside the door he asked; “You want this?” I opened the door to one of the hottest cocks I’ve ever seen. While I was staring at/reaching for it, I heard my name…”Marc!” My hand to God my heart stopped as I looked up and there stood Adam, a guy I worked with.

To be continued…