I discovered the nearby Public Park and its Restrooms after a long evening run. I was still quite a distance from my apartment and had to pee really badly. As I was running past the park, I recalled seeing public restrooms there. Even if the restrooms were closed, it was still secluded and dark enough at this hour to piss against a tree or something, but much to my relief, the restrooms were open.
The Restroom itself was pretty large and surprisingly clean. There were three full stalls, two sinks, and one of those troff-style urinals. When I was growing up, I used to love going to ball games and taking a piss. It appears that many stadiums utilize Troff-style urinals. I would wait until I couldn’t hold my water any longer, then make my way into the bathroom, stand at the urinal, pissing for as long as possible. There would be dicks to the left of me and dicks to the right. So many dicks to look at when, at that time, I didn’t have access to porn or gym locker rooms. I remember that some of the urinals had slightly reflective fronts so you could see all the dicks. So many dicks. Peeing into the troff-style urinal brought back many memories.
I entered that restroom and didn’t encounter anyone. I assumed I was alone, and I pulled my shorts down completely to pee. I don’t usually expose my ass when I pee in public, but pulling down my shorts to pee was easier than trying to hang my dick over tight compression shorts. As I started to urinate and experience much-needed relief, I heard someone emerge from one of the stalls. When I initially walked in, it was quiet, and I thought I was the only one there. I had not noticed that the stall doors were floor-to-ceiling. I couldn’t have known.
I didn’t give it much thought. I’m a man taking a piss in the men's room. I’ve seen plenty of bare asses in restrooms, and there was no need for me to be embarrassed. As the piss is running out of me, a man slowly approaches and stands directly beside me. The troff urinal is about 6 feet long, and this man parked himself just inches from where I was taking a piss. I’m not uncomfortable, but I do find it a bit odd. I glance to my right to see that he’s pulled his cock out and is stroking it. I’m no stranger to public restrooms, and I'm no dummy. I know exactly how this is going to play out. I wasn’t expecting this particular restroom to be where I could get some action, especially not at this late hour.
I finish peeing, then immediately reach over and grab the man's hard cock. I would guess him to be in his early 30s, attractive with a nice, thick cock. I yank his pants down, freeing his cock from the restraints of his underwear, and drop to my knees. I take his cock into my mouth and realize that I’m a bit dehydrated from my run, and I can barely get his cock wet. Before I can give it much thought, he pulls me up and turns me around, pulls my compression shorts down to my ankles, and attacks the crack of my ass with his hand, sliding his fingers up and down, searching for my hole. I’m not in a position to refuse. I would rather suck him off, but I’m parched. If he wants to fuck me, I’m down to let him do the work.
We make our way into one of the stalls, and I’ve got my hands braced against the walls. He has the good sense to carry one of those tiny lube pouches, which he aggressively works into my already very wet and sweaty hole. I can already tell this is going to be fast and furious, not a love fest. He is desperate to be inside me, and I’m ready for him. As he’s working his stiff cock between my ass cheeks, I grind up and down on it, then finally push back hard when the head of his cock is pressing against my wanting hole. I was expecting some level of pain, but it wasn’t as bad as I anticipated. The running, the sweat, the lube, and the sheer thrill of it all had my hole ready for punishment.
He pushed his entire cock balls deep into me in one long, hard thrust and began fucking me with an energy I just couldn’t match. I had just run 6 miles, my legs were shot and shaking, I was dehydrated and tired, but my cock doesn’t seem to care. My cock was rock hard and oozing precum. I’d guessed his dick to be about six plus inches. What he didn’t have in length, he made up for in girth. His cock was perfect for someone who was hitting all the right spots and about to fuck the cum clean out of me.
I pushed back as much as I could, but my legs were on fire and shaking. I leaned forward just a little to get a better angle to stroke my cock, and I could feel his pace quickening. “It won’t be much longer,” I told myself, and I was right. He pushed into me deeper and deeper, and I thought I would collapse trying to keep up, but with one last forceful thrust and an audible gasp, he unloaded his seed deep inside me. I could feel the warmth of it, and that was all I needed to bust. I covered the toilet seat, the wall, and the floor with a longing to be released, 3-day load.
The man was on top of me, and I could feel all his weight while he was catching his breath. I would have fallen to the floor if he had not pulled out of me at that instant. He pulled up his pants frantically and almost raced to get out of the stall and out of the Restroom. No “thank you”, no pat on the ass, no nothing, but I didn’t care. I stood there catching my breath, rubbing my tired legs, before hovering over the seat to expel the still very warm jizz from my hole. I’d made quite a mess, and I wasn’t going to leave it like that. I stood there bare assed and freshly fucked before making my way to the sink with my shorts still down around my ankles. I was all alone, but it didn’t matter at all. I wet some paper towels and cleaned up the stall. No one would know that anyone had been fucked here.
My balls were emptied, my legs were shaking, and my asshole was still quivering from the frantic fuck, which felt amazing. I took my time getting back to my apartment. Running was not an option, and walking would take about 20 minutes. I kept thinking I had just given some strange man the fuck of his life. I certainly wasn’t expecting a fuck, but damn happy I got one. When I got back home, I showered, douched, and grabbed a beer. I was still so turned on by what had just happened, and my dick was hard as ever. I was tired, but I was still turned on by the fucking I just experienced so I couldn’t help but jerk off. It was a damn good nut, but not as good as the nut I busted only an hour ago.
My late-night runs for the next few months included an obligatory stop at the park restrooms. I was hoping for a repeat of that very 1st late-night fuck, but I never encountered that man again. I realized very quickly that this restroom was a hot spot for a quick fuck I didn’t know existed until now. How lucky was I to have a cruising spot just minutes from home? I intended to take full advantage of it.
After a few weeks of regular visits, I determined that the best nights to run and fuck were on Monday and Wednesday. I can’t say why, but there was always someone in the bathroom down to fuck around on those days, and I came prepared and hydrated to suck or fuck. I love sucking cock and getting head, and I tried to keep the activities to just oral, giving or receiving, but occasionally, there was a hot, hung man wanting to bend me over and fuck me silly. I had no reason to say no.
On one Wednesday evening, I stopped in and started messing around with a very hot guy. After about 15 minutes of exchanging blow jobs, I ended up getting fucked into next year by this guy who was unlike any of the others I’d been fucking around with. Most of my experiences had been “cum and go” encounters with little if anything spoken once our nuts were busted. This guy lingered and wanted to chat after we fucked, unlike all my previous encounters. I was lucky to get a “thanks,” let alone a conversation. This guy, however, seemed interested in more than just a quick fuck.
Once we were done cleaning up, he asked if I would meet up with him again the following week. We exchanged names, agreed on the time and date, and even shared a cute hug before parting. A sure thing is better than nothing, and this guy is hot, so I accepted his offer. He asked me if it was ok to bring a friend. I’m always down for a little bit of 3-way action. It sounded hot to me, so I smiled in the affirmative.
Wednesday arrived, and I was anxiously looking forward to what the night might bring. I had just finished my run and arrived at the restroom at about the usual time. I entered the restroom and recognized the guy I had agreed to meet, along with two others. The man looked at me, smiled, and said, “Friends.” I nodded in approval. I had agreed to one, but hell, the more the merrier.
I walked over to the urinal, pulled my shorts down exposing my ass, and took a piss. All three guys lined up next to one another and took their cocks out. I finished my piss, then turned to face them. As if it were rehearsed, all three of them dropped to their knees to take turns sucking my sweaty cock. I leaned up against the urinal as all of them expertly took turns swallowing, tasting, and sucking me off. There were hands everywhere, and I was enjoying being the object of their undivided attention.
One of the men had my cock deep in his throat while the other sucked on my balls. That is a feeling unmatched, and I was almost overcome with sensory overload. The other man was rubbing my ass, fingering my hole gently, waiting for his turn to have my cock in his mouth. I’d had three ways before, but three men have never ravaged me at once. It was pure heaven.
I tried at one point to get one of their cocks in my mouth, but my cock was clearly their focus. I imagined they talked ahead of time about what they were going to do to me, and I couldn’t wait to see what was in store for me next. After each of them had had their chance with my cock, the guy from last week produced a bottle of lube and began applying it between my ass cheeks. This man knew what I liked and was warming up my hole for what I could only imagine was a gang bang of epic proportions. If they were going to take turns fucking me, I needed to be in a better position. I directed them all toward the sink area, kicked off my shorts, and they all took off their pants.
This was quite a handsome group of fellows. The original, a man in his 30s, 6ft tall, with light brown hair and a good-sized, uncut cock. The 2nd man, Black, about the same age and height as his friend, with a well-above-average cock, and the 3rd, the youngest of the three, and probably the closest in age to me. Maybe 24 or 25 with light brown hair. He was lean and fit, with a very thick cock. I took a moment to appreciate how lucky I was before taking my position, bent over the sink, lubed ass up and ready to let them have their way with me.
The original fellow was the 1st to fuck me as the other two stood ready to take over as they stroked their stiff cocks. Even though we had only fucked the one time before, His cock felt familiar, and I knew exactly what to expect. He was absolutely fucking me to warm me up for the others, and I appreciated it. With every deep thrust, I could feel him getting closer to his orgasm. I felt the explosion of hot cum deep inside me when he finished. He stayed inside me only briefly, not wanting to deny his friends their opportunity.
Now that my hole was wet, warm, and stretched out, the black man stepped up behind me, and I braced myself. The size of his fully erect cock was a bit frightening. I’d been fucked by black men before, but this guy's cock was legendary. He grabbed my hips and kissed the back of my neck before he slid into me smoothly and efficiently. I don’t think I’d ever had a cock that large, or at least not that lengthy. He was hitting places within me I didn’t know existed. I now have a much better understanding of why big cocks appeal to some.
He was getting after it, fucking me like it was the only fuck I would ever need in my life, and I was loving it. He drilled me so hard, I was sure my hips would be bruised or at least sore from pounding up against the sink counter. This was of no concern, and I really didn’t care. I was in total bliss as he busted deep inside me, filling me up even more.
When it was the younger guy's turn, he was much more gentle than the others. I was all about the rough fuck, but a gentle fuck was a welcome change of pace and precisely what I needed. Three different cocks in a row is an enjoyable experience. I loved how the 1st guy took me and was rough and aggressive with the intention of opening up my hole, then the black man wanted me to know every inch of his cock over and over again. I did, and I loved it. The 3rd guy fucked me as if he knew me and cared about me. He was fucking me and making love to me at the same time. I wasn’t just a cum dump, but he was going to fuck the cum out of me nice and slow. I loved that too.
The three of them had been fucking me for a good 40 minutes, and I was raw, opened up, and ready to cum.
The youngest of the trio was making love to my hole as his friends watched. He ran his fingers through my hair, kissed my neck, and his friends spoke dirty words of encouragement as he fucked me. His strokes were long and meaningful, and with a lot of intention. The change of pace, his attentiveness to my pleasure, and the show we were putting on had me super turned on. I was so much more than a cum dump to him despite him exploding deep inside me. I could have cum with any of them inside me, but the younger guy really did it for me. When his orgasm ended, I stroked my cock furiously and released my seed onto the floor. He held on to me much longer than his buddies had, kissing my neck and stroking my hair before he pulled out ever so slowly. I was absolutely exhausted when it was over, yet completely satisfied.
As with most of these encounters, it's a cum and go situation. All three of them quickly found their pants and were instantly gone. I was there yet again, alone with an asshole filled with cum and a floor completely covered in it. I had nothing to complain about. I cleaned myself up and the floor and found my shorts. I pulled them on and as I was getting ready to leave, the younger of the “fucking trio” came back into the restroom.
“Hi, again. He said. He paused briefly, then started talking. “I didn’t know what to expect when my brother asked me to join him tonight, but that was so fucking hot. You’re fucking hot. That ass is on fire”. ( He had no idea.) “I’m always a little hesitant to join him on his sexual adventures, but he said you were an amazing fuck, and I’m so happy I did”. He walked towards me and was standing so close. I must have been keenly focused on the fucking not to notice how handsome this man was. He moved closer until we were inches apart, then kissed me softly. “Maybe it’s my imagination, but I just feel like we connected,” he said. Wow.. great soft lips. I enjoyed these bathroom encounters for the quick fuck aspect, never expecting any intimacy. This took me by complete surprise. He continued, pressing me against the wall. I could not resist and opened my mouth wider to let him in. He kissed me with a passion I wasn’t used to, and I gave myself into it. Our clothes came off once again. My hole was definitely not ready to handle another round, but what choice did I have?
Round 2 was much less aggressive and more of a give-and-take. I finally got a taste of some delicious cock, and my hole was spared any further abuse. When we had finished, I couldn’t help but ask, “Do you have sexual adventures with your brother often”? He was quick to answer. “We don’t have sex with each other, but we’ve shared a few partners in the last couple of years,” He said. We’re 10 years apart, but came out to one another when I was 16.
I thought I was home alone, which was an uncommon occurrence in our house. He didn’t know anyone was home either and was looking for a hoodie I’d borrowed, so he entered my room as I was jerking off to “Sean Cody” on my desktop. There was no place to hide. I was completely naked on the bed, lube in one hand, my cock in the other, and on my knees. We looked at one another for a few moments, and I was completely frozen. He literally said, “Turn it up, Bro,” dropped his shorts, pulled on his cock, joined me on the bed, and started jerking with me.
“I was too stunned to react, so I didn’t. We watched each other jerk, we compared cocks, talked dirty about the models in the video, and then we both came at the same time. It was hot, awkward, and awesome all at once. Not your standard coming-out-to-your-brother story.” I was totally invested in his story and listened intently as I stared at his handsome face, but I had to ask. “What about the other guy?” “ Oh, that’s Lenny, my brother's best friend. They’re always together but not a couple. Just best friends who fuck. This was actually the 1st time I’d been in a sexual situation with both of them. That cock! It's otherworldly!”
We exchanged pleasantries and talked for quite a while, not wanting the night to end. We truly had a connection, and it was palpable. Over the next few weeks, we met up several times at the restroom until we agreed to take it to a more private setting. We fucked at my place for months, meeting up often, and not just for sex. We were calling and texting each other daily and spending as much time together as possible. I had stopped going to the park after my runs, and it was clear to both of us that we had become more than fuck buddies. We were a couple.
We made it official and moved in together, and have been together for almost 3 years now. I fucked his brother and his brother's best friend and a few more times before that, but the novelty and the excitement of sex in a public place faded. The last time I ran by the park, I noticed that the Restroom had been closed permanently. I’ll bet it had something to do with all that fucking. When people ask us how we met, I say, “We met in the park one evening after my run. I knew deep inside me that he was the one.”
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