Date: Thu, 30 Sep 2021 09:57:29 +0000 (UTC) From: Terry Green Subject: Maceys Bathroom Cum Dumpster First off, let's all support nifty as much as we can. It takes a lot of resources to own and operate such a platform. Any donation amount is good. Let's support our LGBT community in the proper way. Thank you and all the best. Terry I woke up smiling, as I shaved the peach fuzz pubes on my cock and balls. My rear end already was waxed smooth, and I put on athletic shorts with no underwear on. Today my asshole would be put to the test, but craigslist made it so easy, as did Maceys Department Store. Their bathrooms were on the third floor. No one shops there home and household there. Okay maybe a few with money, who refuse to buy the same for less at Target. Aside from a couple snooty Martha Stewart types, I'd be getting more attention than they would. As the store opened at 9, I checked my inbox from craigslist on my android phone. The Samsung's easy to read font, made my twenty year old eyes light up, as my 5'6 and 145 pound frame was going to get worked. That was my intention when I set up my personal ad. A lot of married, "straight" men, or those in relationships are my easiest prey. I know they don't want to hold my hands watching a movie, but due to my full balls and penis, I understood what a man wants. No string sex. Sure I could probably charge money for this, but I really got off on it. Especially a older daddy type with a wedding ring. His wife reading her designer catalogs, or in the fancy office, as her man's sperm is filling up my hole. Oh yes such a kinky temptation, and rarely did these men flake out too, as they obviously weren't getting what they needed at home. I intended to satisfy them, and if lucky enough, that was going to multiple times. It was nice having a break in between semesters. My business classes were becoming tedious. Especially business ethics. Glad to be done with the second part, but this information from an elderly professor, was both yawn and sleep inducing. Sure I got good grades, but I was looking forward to next year as a junior. Less electives and more about entrepreneurship, and other topics that caused the wheels in my brain to turn a bit more. Plus I'd finally get into more economic theory, which had always been a passion of mine. The past semester was more painful due to my partner breaking our relationship off. I loved Robert with all I had, and still was hurting. Sure you might not see it, but behind my smile that lit up a room, was pangs of loneliness for my real first love. Together two years we had been inseparable, until that truly awful night. His announcement was a bolt of unexpected lightning, and I'm glad my friend Amy consoled my endless tears. We had always had a special connection, and seeing Robert on campus, really did cause me a lot of heartache. He wasn't seeing anyone else as far as I knew, so I just failed to grasp why my kisses, loving, and even delicious meals weren't enough for his desire. The first heartbreak is the most brutal and raw cut, and night as well as day, I struggled with this. Now back at home though, and looking at myself in the mirror, i as promised wore the right blue athletic shorts, yellow Under Armor shirt, and carried a empty JLC Penny paper bag with me on the third floor by the bathrooms. I was hungrily anticipating the action. Anonymous cock was such a turn on, and I was worried my bulge would bring on undesired attention from store security folks. The mall was relatively the same, although a couple of new restaurants made it more popular. Smiling deep down, I knew that several of the men were here under the same roof, waiting for their turn at me. Jim was my first, and he wanted "just a blowjob." I was fine with this, as it turned me on to have a man's sex in my mouth, as my saliva mixed in to bring a explosion of their ball contents to me. There he was. A guy in his late 40s. He looked as his picture showed me, and I wanted his ginger red pubes cock in my lips. Handsome at around 5'10 or so, in a casual dress shirt and khaki pants. I nodded and he did too, as he got in the handicap stall with me. I stood in the bag in front of the toilet, and soon was going down on him, as he wiggled and moaned. Going up and down his head, I was so turned on, although he confirmed what I knew. He wouldn't even feel me up which was fine, as I literally applied my lips, tongue, and saliva all over his really nice 7 inches or so. Sucking on his balls, if someone looked down, they'd see what looked like a man taking a dump with a shopping bag. Yet they wouldn't know I was the dump, as within 5 minutes he erupted inside me. He came so much, and thanked me awkwardly, as he buttoned up and walked away. His wedding ring made me turn on my mouth PSI even more, and it was obvious his wife wasn't sucking him like I did. His musky taste and sweet sugar lingered on my taste buds, as I waited for Will. My phone was full of "appointments," and it took everything, to contain my sexual prowess out in the open. So horny as the hot store, and the emptiness of my shaved genitals, being right below the surface. The Teflon customers were apparently out today, as just a few feet from them I'd hopefully soon be rectally invaded. Charles was my next one to satisfy. A black man in his 40s as well, if his penis was as big as his screen shots indicated, I might be gritting my teeth into my lips til they bled. Dante was running late. I perused the skillets, pretending to be interested, but if being watched by the security cameras, the results would say "B" actor at best. It was difficult not to touch my hard penis in public, even more so as I hadn't cum in days. This was on purpose, so that I could have several orgasms, and be even more pent up. Out of the corner of my eye, oh yes we saw each other. Dante had a muscular build, and I scooted in the bathroom. Standing in the bag, he was in the stall, locking it up with his mahogany hands. Taking his shorts off, he surprised me with feeling my nipples up. They got really hard, as did my cock, which his black fingers wrapped around. Oh he felt so amazing feeling my hard on up, and as he did I took his shorts off. Into my mouth I owned him. His penis flaccid was already big enough, fully hard 9 inches of firm hardness. As I went down further, I had to slow it down, as he was that big. Soaking his pole and lubing my ass, I lowered myself onto him. Almost breathless. Felt like my air knocked out as his large thrusting member went up my tight ass. I was in a world of agony and sexual enlightenment, as he grabbed my hips. He was sweating. I was too. Up and down. The clicking noise soon entered the bathroom as he half muffled a scream, and I felt plumes of his sperm inside me. Oh yes. A fulfilling albeit fast experience. He was smiling and as he put on his wedding ring, I grinned knowing I was a better bitch than his wife. Two for two. A lot of horny straight guys. Buzzing phone. Got a text that John, the 6 foot 55 year old wouldn't be making it. I was hoping for his load next, and that small but thick wiener imploding inside me. Yet be had called out, and I had an hour to kill. Clearing up my rear end's leak, I decided to go to the food court. Got some chicken nuggets and lemonade, along with a cup of ice water as I sweated profusely. The high school aged worker knew. He was gay too. I would have loved to got to know him, but I could tell he was also a bottom. Getting my carbs back, I eagerly looked forward to Marvin. Supposedly a teacher in his 30's, white, and he was very sexy. He admitted he was gay and hadn't had sex in a year or so. Our correspondence was heated, with pics of my shaved crotch, and rear for pics of his decent sized penis. He claimed to be 6 inches, but he looked bigger than that, as his cut cock really did make my blood boil. It was just about time for our appointment, or as he put it rendezvous. Back by the spatulas, I wanted to be plundered. My phone buzzed. "I'm here." Looking around I found Marvin, and he told me, "how about my car." "Sure." As we walked to the parking garage, admittedly I was a little nervous, but he literally screamed gay. He was wearing the light blue shirt and tan khakis I always looked for. Plus when between cars we kissed, and he reached into my shorts, causing my pupils to roll up in pleasure. We were making out hard. Tongues touching, and I finally growled "take me to your car." Soon enough we were in his tinted Dodge Durango SUV. Once inside he turned the AC on, and the back seating area became a improvised bed. Soon we were both naked, our penises rubbing together, and our kissing so absolutely hot and passionate. Sparks of electricity arced off of us, as our hands held but explored. Without noticing we were in the 69 position. Sucking each other off, I was on top doing all I could to guide him to my throat. It felt so good in his wet lips. Damn he was so sexy and knew confidently what he was doing. Finally I put my penis between my legs submissively. "Take me baby, take me!" He didn't hesitate, as his fingers and lube penetrated me soon enough, and finally I had his magic stick wrapping up in that u shape of my insides. Damn he was all in. I rode him on top, as I touched his nipples we kissed voraciously. His big balls were like pillows, and I enjoyed being pulled in closer to him. So much for Paul who was next, as I was in absolute Heaven with no intention to leave this blissful man who really knew how to fuck. It was a psychedelic out of body experience, and soon he had my face down on his upholstery, as he deflowered me from behind. Spanking my ass, showing me his dominance, my femininity his masculinity. Our colognes and scents smelled so differently, and I held onto his car for grip as he plundered me. Clenching down, pushing down, I wanted his DNA but this ride in my erroneous zone felt amazing. I saw stars and the rush of adrenaline as I blew a huge load, as Marvins throbbing penis erupted inside me. Oh yes second load of the day in my bottom. We kissed, and soon we were wearing clothes again. He promised to call me, and I did the same for him, as this was better than I could have experienced in my wildest dreams. Soon I was back with my bag, and it was supposed to be the most handsome Puerto Rican named Tony. He was working that morning as a restaurant waiter, wasn't much older than me, and had a lovely body and chest I wanted to grip on to as I took in his big penis. It's amazing but the cliche is true, so many gay guys are far more hung than the general population. No wonder some women despise us. Yet as the clock kept going, I texted him, and got no answer. Calling him he fucking blocked me. So damn tired of these guys with all kinds of bravado, who are hung, yet who flake out. What's a cum whore like me to do? Angry and irritated I paced through the mall for awhile. Yes I had been satisfied, but when you say you're going to do something, you do it. Or at least be a man enough to say "I can't," or "my mom got run over by an eighteen wheeler twice." Walking inside the novelty store, I purchased a couple funny new t shirts, and put them in my Civics trunk. A coffee at the mall helped too, as did a menthol cigarette. Kenneth texted me. He was going to be early. A Asian male in his 30's, he had spiky hair and although not hung like a stallion, my hole anticipated him filling me up. He was five minutes out, and I went to the housewares section submissive and ready to service him. As a gym fitness instructor, I knew to get ready for an exertion, and a few minutes later I was swallowing his hard penis in my mouth. Precum entered my tonsils, and I was rhythmically going up and down on him. Playing with his balls, he held on to my hips and ass cheeks hard. During our time of passion, the door opened, so we had to quickly stop. Another guy taking a piss. As we sat in silence I wished him to hurry up, and was sure Kenneth was doing the same. There were other bathrooms. As the door closed, that rock hard shaft was deep away in me. Kenneth really knew how to work my prostate. Incredible a gland the size of a golf ball could be so sensitive, but it was if a violin was playing the notes to perfection. Pleasure. Warmth. Just two bodies together with heat and energy combined for lust in unison. I loved his strong legs under me. Hairless yet ripped, and as he slid up into my insides, I wanted to scream but had to keep it quiet. His balls were tightening up. Oh yes soon I'd be bred again, and as he came, I felt his liquid heat butter my insides like a biscuit. He was beaming and I truly was hard and content, as these public interludes are what made a day good to great. To be continued.