Campus Rest Room Suck
Story by Jeff White on 27 Sep 2006
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I’d never had sex in a public place before and I wasn’t really sure where
might be a safe place to do it. An online buddy told me about a website
you can use to find places where you live where guys meet and have sex. I
couldn’t believe it! There were actually four listed for my city: a
college restroom, the adult porn shop just outside of town, a local picnic area
and a men’s’ room in the same building where the police department is.
The last one sounded a little risky, as did the park. I was nervous about
going to a porn store so the only other option was the college restroom.
I go to college, but not at the place where the sex bathroom was.
Luckily the website gave directions on how to find the restroom, so it wasn’t
that hard. My heart was pounding a mile a minute when I went in.
There were two urinals and two stalls. Both of the stall doors were open
and no one else was in the place. Considering college was on summer
break, it was probably “off season” for sex in this place, but I decided to
hang around for a little while to see if anyone showed up. There were
summer classes in session and other stuff happening on campus; besides, someone
else might make the trip just like I had, showing up just to check out the
bathroom for sex.
I sat in the last stall and kept my shorts and boxers down around my
ankles. To relieve my fucking boredom, I whacked off. Some guys had
written some shit on the walls and it was making me horny. Someone had
kept a tally of all the guys they had sucked in the bathroom and after counting
the scratches on the wall, I realized the guy had blown 37 different
dicks. Another long paragraph scrawled over the toilet paper dispenser
told this hot story of a college kid who fucked a hot ass under the stall
divider. I jacked harder as I thought about this and had to force myself
to stop before I came. I knew if I popped now I wouldn’t be horny if
someone else showed up for sex.
Believe it or not I actually sat in that stall for 45 minutes.
Nothing. I put my dick back in my pants and decided to call it
quits. The park listed on that website wasn’t far from the college and
since it was getting close to 5 o’clock, I thought maybe I could catch some guy
there looking for an after work BJ. I flushed and went out to the
sink. While I was washing my hands, the door opened and a hot guy came
The guy was probably 20, 21… total clone with a pretty face, spiky blond
hair and a crotch bulge that made me instantly hard. Somehow I knew he
was looking the second he showed up. His eyes went to my face, to my
crotch and back up to my face. He kind of stood there frozen for a second
and then ducked into the first stall. I tried not to smile too hard as I
finished washing my hands. I pissed around with the paper towels for
another couple of minutes and then faked a runny nose, pretending to
sniffle. I slid back into my old stall and unwound some toilet paper,
blowing my nose for effect.
I looked down at the space between the stalls and noticed the other guy’s
shoe slowly tapping up and down. I knew this was a signal that he was
cruising for sex, so I dropped my pants again and sat back down on the
toilet. My dick was already hard as hell and starting to drip. I
slowly stroked my bone, waiting for the other guy to make the first move.
I didn’t want to do anything rash and find out he was some kind of undercover
campus cop or something. I stopped stroking when I heard a sound.
He was whacking off to beat the band in his own stall.
I kind of spread my legs open and pushed my dick down so it stuck straight
out. Hurt like hell because it was so fucking stiff. I kept my eye
on the floor and held my breath as the shadow near the stall divider got
longer. Pretty soon I could see the top of that cute spiky blond
head. He was doubled over and trying to look up at me. I spread my
legs even wider and made sure he could see my hard dick. He nearly
toppled off his seat.
He kept his face under the divider, looking up between my legs. The
first time he licked his lips, I knew what to do. I stood up and turned
to face him, and then I squatted down so my cock was aiming for the space
between the stalls. He licked his lips again and I put my knees on the
floor. I began to slide forward and didn’t stop when the dripping tip of
my dick touched his lips.
“Open up,” I told him in a loud whisper. He did and held his head in
place while I slid my dick as far as I could go. I reached up and held
onto the handicapped bar, forcing my entire lower body under the narrow space;
from the waist down I was in his stall. He had unlimited access to my
dick now and began to do things I could feel but could not see.
“Oh fuck!” I remember saying, feeling his entire mouth swallow me up.
I’ve had a few nice blowjobs in the past, but nothing like the magic this guy
was working. My hands were getting sweaty trying to hang on to the metal
bar and I couldn’t hold back whimpers of pleasure as the blond’s hot wet mouth
went slowly up and down on my dick.
It felt incredible, but I didn’t want it to end so quickly. I
carefully slid out of his mouth and pulled my bent legs back into my own
stall. I slid back to make room and then waved my hand under the stall,
inviting the blond to slide his own cock under for me to work on.
His dick was a beauty, long as well as thick. The guy may have been a
blond on top, but his rug didn’t match the roof, as the saying goes. His
big dick was sticking out of a hot thick bush of black pubes. I wanted so
bad to have my nose pressed in that hot thatch, his dick stuck in the back of
my throat. I licked the tip of his dick a few times and then wrapped one
of my hands around the root of his shaft to hold it steady. Then very
slowly I began to lower my mouth over that hot hard dick. The guy began
to moan like I had, so I took that as a good sign that whatever I was doing was
making him feel good. I carefully removed my hand from the bottom half of
his dick and took as much as I could. I don’t have that much experience
with sucking dick, and I knew I would probably gag if I tried to go too deep on
I got about ¾ of the way down and then he began to fuck. It felt
hotter than hell to have that big dick fucking my mouth, even if it was making
me gag a little. I began to notice a strange taste in my mouth and
realized that his dick was leaking precum. It was strong and had a mint
tinge to it. Not at all unpleasant. It made my own dick drip even
I got my head down as close to the floor as I could and then I felt both the
blond’s hands grab hold of it, pinning me there so he could fuck my mouth even
faster. Damn! I could tell just by the way his dick kept throbbing
in my mouth (faster and faster) that it wouldn’t be long before he
popped. After another minute I heard him grunt, “Here it is,” but he
never let go of my head. He just kept pumping in and out of my
mouth. I felt the first gush (huge) and felt three more follow. I
tried to get it down, but he buried his dick and held it there, probably spurting
out a few more good squirts right down my throat. His dick throbbed every
few seconds and I wondered how long his orgasm would last.
Finally he pulled out and slid back under. I stood up and felt a big
wet sensation in the back of my throat. Man, it was all his cum that I
hadn’t yet swallowed, sliding down my hatch. I expected him to zip up and
split, but his hand came back under. He wanted to get me off. All
I slid back under and let his mouth do its work; he was so good I knew it
wouldn’t take me long. I announced I was cumming and expected him to take
my load like I had done for him. But he pulled off and finished me off
with his hand, which still felt nice. I couldn’t see myself cum but I
must have done something pretty amazing because he was going nuts. His
hand gave my dick a few more jerks and then he was off. He slipped as he
was leaving the stall.
Alone, I pulled up my shorts and went out to the sink to wash my hands
again. I got curious and went into his stall to see what kind of mess I had
made. Holy shit! There was cum all over the floor plus rivers of
the stuff pouring down the far wall. I am sometimes a big pumper and it
looked like today I had really put on a show. I thought about staying
behind and wiping it all up, but I decided to leave it…. let someone else
wonder what went on in here today.