Perv Hunting - Restroom Fun

It’s hard not feeling judged.  I’m gay.  I never know who will be okay with that and when I can be open about my sexual orientation.  But that’s not the judgment I fear.

I’m a pervert. A perv. I’m not ashamed of the way I am. I actually love it. But I never know whether a guy will look down on me for my tastes and kinks. And that’s why it’s perfect when I find someone just like me. No limits. Just pleasure.

To give you a good picture, I’m a pale 35-year-old, 5’8” red head with a buzzcut and balding spot in the back that has just started. I’ve got a baby face that makes me look 21, but a very average freckled body with pockets of fat here and there. The only thing that isn’t average about me is my long, thick, uncut cock. 9 inches hard, this baby is the quickest way to identify pervs like me.

Sunday mornings at the local mall are the best for perv hunting. While all the god-fearing folk are at Sunday service, the sinners are out to play. Right now, I’m standing in the 3rd floor bathroom that is rarely used. Parked at the last urinal, I wait in the empty bathroom, dick in hand, eager to see who comes in.

I don’t wait long. A skinny black kid walks in. He looks like he’s about 19 or 20 with dark skin, a hairless face, basketball jersey, shorts and a backwards baseball cap.

I stand a foot back from the urinal, my soft dick in hand, as he walks in, not stopping at any of the urinals until he takes the one next to me. He looks nervous, so I start stroking my cock, eyes still forward. Without taking out his own cock to piss, he looks towards the entrance and then at the stalls, before leaning over my crotch, grabbing my piece in his hands and putting it in his mouth.
It’s hard to resist my cock. Looking at me, he must see this plain-looking ginger in khakis and a t-shirt but then there’s this massive white and pink masterpiece hanging out of my pants. His soft, plump lips suck on my quickly-hardening cock as I place my hand on his back. I push his back down so he knows to get on his knees.

This can’t be the first hung cock he’s serviced. His lips slurp up and down my staff with ease. He takes me whole and buries his face into my thick red bush while cupping my large sack. Pulling off, he lets my slab of meat rest on his face as he licks and sucks on one ball and then the other. I moan lightly and stroke as he licks the crease between my sack and my thighs before sucking on my nuts some more. Pulling back his head, I re-insert myself back into his warm mouth, watching him twist and swirl on my rock-hard cock.

I motion to the stall as I help him up off his knees. Once we’re inside the large handicap stall, I close the door behind me and bend him over the toilet. Pulling down his shorts, I expose his firm and smooth ass. It’s always a risk, but smelling nothing foul, I pull apart his youthful cheeks to find a beautiful hole decorated with a circle of soft hair. I use both of my thumbs to spread his hole. So pink and innocent.

I dive into his lovely pucker, tongue first. Sucking, licking, kissing, I make love to his hole as if it was a mesmerizing siren pulling me further and further in. After wetting his hole to my satisfaction, I stand up, spit on my cock head and start to push lightly against his sphincter.
Surprisingly, he pushes back, taking the entire length of me in one attempt. I shudder, feeling his tight ass gripping my shaft. He pulls off and then pushes back. This kid is no novice. He looks back at me while he fucks me with his ass. It’s a look of pain and pleasure, reveling in both our connection and our anonymity.

Knowing he can handle me, I take control, grabbing his skinny waist and slamming my cock in further. The sound of his cheeks slapping against my hips reverberate in the bathroom walls, but I don’t care. My cock is in charge and it knows what it wants. And by how loose and wet his ass is, I can tell he wants the same thing. I push him against the wall, grab both of his wrists with one hand and reach for his cock with the other. What I feel shocks me.

I realize that I never saw what he was packing. My hands can barely fit around what I imagine is a cock larger than mine. I pull out of him and turn him around. Quickly, I drop to my knees in awe of the monster cock before me. It must be 10 inches of solid, cut, hard man meat. The smell from his pubes is strong and knocks me into a daze. I must have this in my mouth. I feel humbled by a cock somehow superior to mine in length and girth.

I grab this anaconda in front of me with both hands and lick up and down its shaft, kissing its head with the respect it deserves. I can’t fit half of it in my mouth but I do my best to suck and wet this fine specimen. I spit on it. I gag on it. Spit is dripping copiously down my chin onto the floor. I use both hands in a swirling motion to spread my saliva up and down his cock. I need to get it wet for what comes next.

Pushing him down onto the toilet seat, I toss off my pants, one leg at a time. I straddle this man and begin to mount his magnificent rod. It takes some patience but I’m slowly able to lower myself onto him. I make it all the way to the base, taking a second to enjoy my achievement. I can feel his cock in my stomach. I stay there, closing my eyes, letting my rock-hard cock twitch and drip with precum.

I’m awoken from my daze by his first words. “You love this big dick don’t you.” I knew he was a freak.

“Yes, I love this dick. Let me ride it. I’ve never had a dick this big before.” I answer as I slowly grind my ass up and down. I wish I could see my hole swallow his inches of flesh. I can feel it tense inside me. It’s like I can feel his heartbeat through his cock.

I continue my dirty talk, “Look at what you’re doing to me. Look at all this precum. I need this dick. Stretch me out like I’m your little bitch.”

“Fuck yeah,” he answers as he throws his head back. I don’t stop. “You didn’t know I could throw this pussy back like this.” I hate calling my ass that but I’m too absorbed by the moment. I’m being my true self. I grind and swirl my hole around on his stick. I’ve got a few moves in my arsenal and I use them all to bring him closer to climax.

“You’re going to fucking breed my ass. You’re going to cum so deep inside.” I start picking up speed, slamming my ass cheeks down on his hips. “Give me your nut. I need it. I want to feel it dripping down my legs all day.”

He can’t hold it anymore. I can feel his cock widen inside my ass. “Yea, baby, cum for me,” I say as I push my ass down as far as I can, taking as much of his dick as I possibly can. As he squirts his load inside me, my cock starts to twitch uncontrollably.

“Fuck, I’m cumming,” I say as pure white jizz flows out of my dick and onto his stomach. Thick streams continue to spurt out as he continues to spasm inside me. I look back and see his toes curl as his feet lift in the air. I tighten my hole on his cock making sure I squeeze out every drop.

With that, we go back to being strangers. He cleans himself up and leaves as I sit on the toilet, bathing in the smell, the aura, the taste of our hot encounter.