Date: Sun, 28 Oct 2001 13:50:02 EST
From: Lckr069@aol.com
Subject: Opportunity

This story contains graphic descriptions of sexual contact between males.
The normal legal disclaimer applies. If you're not old enough, if it's
not legal in your area, or if you're offended read no further.

I am a married, bisexual male, with a penchant for giving oral
gratification. I'm in my late forties.

OPPORTUNITY:
Sometimes you find yourself in a situation when an opportunity comes
along that is just too good to be true, or to pass up. This was just such
a situation.
It was a Saturday afternoon. I had gone to Best Buy to pick up some
blank, recordable, CD's that were advertised on sale, and some other
stuff my wife wanted.

I love going to these stores, and to the malls. There are always lots of
younger people milling about. As I said in the beginning, I'm an older,
bisexual man. I love to check out the younger girls with their tight, hip
hugger, pants and tiny snug fitting T-shirts. Showing off their flat
tummies and perky little titties (no bras of course). I also like to
check out the guys with their young bubble butts and youthful exuberance.
Knowing their packing young strong juicy hunks of meat & balls full of
hot creamy cum. I know I'll never get one of them, but they sure can't
stop me from looking, or thinking!

While I was at the store I got a nature call, and had to use the men's
room. The men's room is located in the foyer. It isn't a very big room.
It's got a sink, one urinal and two stalls. All hung on the same wall. In
succession. In that order. Each is separated by a partition. While there
is a partition hung between the sink & urinal, there is only one joint
partition between the urinal & the first stall.

Now, I'm sure you've all been in public restrooms and have noticed that
there is always a slight gap between the edge of the partition and the
wall it's hung on. This is important to a guy like me. Because, not only
am I a cocksucker, I'm also a "bird watcher." That is to say that I like
to check out a guy's equipment while it's hanging out of his open fly
(undetected of course).

While I was sitting in the first stall, I heard the door to the men's
room open and someone walk in. He stepped up to the urinal. I heard his
zipper as he pulled it down. I waited a couple of seconds, to give him
time to get fully exposed. I leaned backwards on the stool and peaked
through the 1/2" gap between the wall and partition. I had a clear few of
this guy's flaccid dick, hanging out of his open fly. It was right at eye
level and only a few inches from me. I gave the guy a cursory glance up
and down. I couldn't really see much of him (except his dick, which I had
a full view of). I did notice that he was young, probably in his teens,
and what I could see of his hair looked blue!

I didn't really think much of it, but went back to checking out his
equipment. There was a steady, strong, stream of piss shooting out the
end of it. I wasn't interested in the pissing, but I was interested in
the dick itself. It looked to be a pretty healthy hunk of meat for a
young kid, as soft dicks go. After checking him out for a few seconds, I
went back to attending to my business.

After a few more seconds, I heard the splash of his stream in the urinal
stop. I expected him to leave, but after about a minute, he was still
standing there! I got curious and leaned back to take a look. As I looked
through the crack, I saw the guy standing there slowly stroking his, now
hard, cock with two fingers and his thumb! He was standing so that his
right side was turned toward the wall, protecting his actions from the
view of anyone who might suddenly come through the door, and his left
side was turned slightly towards me! Giving me full view of his stroking
action, and his very nice cock! His cock was about 7" long and about a
thick as a large magic marker. It was cut and had a nice plumb shaped,
proportionate, head. Just right for sucking, I thought to myself.

He was obviously oblivious to the fact that I was there, or that he was
being observed. I watched as he continued his auto erotic activity. My
own dick became rigid as I watched him masturbate at his leisurely pace.
Soon his breathing became more labored, and his stroking pace increased
and became more intense. I knew that he was very close to blowing his wad
into the urinal. I thought to myself, what a waste of good cum!

My mind was racing. I had to do something before he shot his load into
that cold empty porcelain pot! Without really thinking about what I was
doing, I whispered, "Psst, hey kid! Don't waste it! Bring it over here!"
He stopped short, and looked in the direction of my voice. I reached up,
undid the latch to the stall door, and opened it. I looked back to see
that he was still standing there with his stiff rod in his hand and a
quizzical look on young his face. I whispered, "come into the stall." He
slowly, hesitantly, turned toward me and then disappeared from my view.

The next instant he appeared at the entrance to my stall. He looked very
young, probably about 18 or so. He looked nervous but very cute. With his
pimply face, blue hair, hands hanging down at his sides, and his thick
young hard 7" dick sticking out of his pants! I was sitting on the stool
with my pants around my ankles and my rock hard cock in my hand. I
motioned for him to come in. As he hesitantly stepped in I instructed him
to close & latch the door.

I placed my hands on his boyish hips and guided his throbbing hot hard
meat into my open, waiting, hungry mouth. Without any further hesitation
he moaned softly as he pushed his hips forward. Sliding his stiff velvety
covered steel shaft across my tightly pursed lips and into my hot sucking
mouth. The soft marshmallow head nudged my throat, and his zipper
scratched at my nose, as he stuffed himself completely into my hot wet
oral orifice. He immediately began to pump his hips back and forth.
Fucking my face with his hard young manhood. I had my hands on his hips,
but was not guiding his actions. I simply let him have his fun with my
mouth and throat. I applied increased suction with my mouth as he placed
his hands on the tops of the stall partitions and continued to face fuck
me. I was in heaven! I heard him say, as if to himself, "Damn, this beats
jacking off any day!"

Suddenly, and without warning, I felt him tense up as I felt the familiar
surge of scalding hot, creamy, salty sweet man nectar hit the roof of my
mouth and land on my tongue. He was grunting, "ugh, ugh, ugh," as he
erupted into my hungry sucking mouth and swallowing throat. His climax
was powerful as he kept shooting his hot young delicious sperm into my
receptive sucking hole. Needless to say, I eagerly swallowed every drop
he had to offer.

When he had finally emptied the contents of his testicles into my hungry
mouth, and belly, he relaxed with an audible "ahhh." I reluctantly
released my oral grip on his, still semirigid member, as he pulled it
from my face and stuffed it back into his pants & jockey shorts. He
zipped his pants and quickly exited the stall and men's room, without so
much as a Thank You. But, I didn't really care. I'd gotten what I wanted.
It only took about three or four strokes for me to blow my load into the
wad of tissue paper I was holding.

The whole episode only took about five minutes. But, it was a very
exciting five minutes for me. I straightened myself up and exited the
men's room. Looking and acting as though nothing had happened. As I was
exiting the store, I noticed the blue haired young man, who's sperm I'd
just swallowed, talking with another young fellow. We did not acknowledge
each other as I left.


There's more to this story, if you'd like to read it. Let me know. As
always, positive feedback is welcome. Email me at Lckr069@aol.com