Date: Fri, 24 Apr 2020 19:10:36 +0200 From: Hm Gf Subject: Railroad man (gay, encounters) I am a 34 year old, 6', 175 lb, bisexual with a nice fit body that I keep in shape by going the gym regularly. I am an IT project manager and my work has been so demanding and highly prioritized in my life that I have never had a long term relationship. For a period of 6 months, I was the project lead for a big IT integration project at a large firm whose headquarters are in the middle of the city. I worked on site every day and commuted to the city center which is about 1 hour from my house. I was working 10 hours a day and so on Fridays, I would take off a little early and visit one of the adult movie theaters in the city. It had 4 small cinema rooms, each dedicated to either gay, straight, trans or fetish porn, small rooms with beds, stalls for blowjobs and a darkroom. One Friday evening when I arrived, in the straight video room, there was a man who obviously worked for the railroad. He still had on his dirty orange work clothes that were covered with grease and tar and big worn leather boots covered with dust and mud. He was about 6' 2", 200 lbs, buzz cut with 3-4 days stubble on his cheeks. He was all man and he reeked of testosterone. He sat and looked at the film and rubbed his crotch through the thick work clothes. He paid attention only to the screen and did not look at anyone even though many were trying to cruise him. Even if they spoke to him, he ignored them. I got a full hardon just looking at him, but it was clear there was no chance. The next two Friday nights I was there, it was the same story. On the third Friday, when I paid my entrance fee, there were some guys talking to the cashier asking, what's up with the Railroad man? The cashier responded that he came in on Fridays, never even took his coat off, and sat there watching straight porn for hours. He never went with anyone, even the female hookers. In my head the thought rang out "challenge accepted". I would try to score him. I tried several times unsuccessfully to get his attention and ended up giving a couple of blowjobs to kill some time. Before leaving I decided to try once more. I went in and sat down beside him without looking at him or saying a word. Fuck he was hot! My cock was stiff just from sitting beside him and watching him slowly and gently rub his ample package. After a while I said "that's a pretty hot scene" and he just made a grunting noise in response. I thought this positive since he hadn't even grunted at anyone else. I sat and watched the film with him some more. Again, there came a good scene and I said "damn that's hot, it makes me so horny". His response was to rub his cock a little faster. In the background, many of the clientele were regularly stopping by to see who dared to sit so long with the Railroad man and to see if I made any progress. I sat longer and then said "I'm really horny", he said, in a deep and manly voice, "there are plenty of hookers here". I responded that I was interested in a man. He said "you're pretty good looking, you can get any guy you want here". So I said "Maybe, but I want YOU". He just said "hmmm". I sat a little longer and reached over and put my hand on his leg. He didn't move or flinch. I put my hand on his hand that was covering his crotch and I rubbed. He moved his hand and let me rub his bulging package. Fuck! It was big and warm. My cock shot up like it was spring wired. I suggested we go to a private room, he sat quietly and thought about it. I was about to admit defeat when he said "ok" and we walked through the hallway to a private room. Everyone in the theater was now buzzing around "Railroad man is up and he's going with someone". Once inside, I unzipped his pants and pulled out his half-hard cock. Damn! It was big and thick and not even hard yet! I kneeled before him and licked and sucked that monster hard. It was easy 12" and super thick and was resting on top of 2 plum sized hairy balls. It was all I could do to get half of it in my mouth. I kept at it until I had it almost in and he started pumping. I was gagging and drooling and wondering if I had taken on too big of a challenge. He massaged my throat and pushed until the head of his cock was lodged there. I couldn't breathe so I didn't know what to do. I moved my head back a little bit and found out that I could breathe, but my neck hurt. He started to face fuck me and the pleasure wave hit me. My brain had registered "big fine dick, shut down all pain receptors". He face fucked me at a reasonable pace or I wouldn't have been able to take it. My cock was now rock hard and I opened my pants and started to wank. From both the physical exertion and the pleasure of being face fucked by this super man, I almost passed out. The high was like I had smoked some really fine weed. From this state of altered consciousness, it was like a dream, this hot, masculine man standing over me with his monster dick in my throat. He reached down and removed my shirt and pulled on my nipples. He pulled his cock out of my mouth, pulled me up and bent me over the bed. He spat a big glob of warm spit on my ass and placed his cock head on my pucker. I thought "Oh Fuck!" With quite a bit of difficulty, he got the head in my ass, spit on his cock and kept going. When he hit my ring, I yelled in pain. I am sure everyone in the theater heard it. I was thinking I should just jump off his cock and run. He was persistent and pushed the entire length in my ass. I pretty much gave up at this point and my body went limp. He then started to fuck me slowly and again my brain shut down the pain receptors, little by little I started feeling the pleasure of being fucked by this monster dick. I started involuntarily moaning and he increased the rhythm, I had never felt this level of pleasure in my life. I was now moaning loudly and crying "fuck me, fuck me" and he increased the rhythm again. Suddenly there was a knock on the door and a voice, "sorry we're closing in 5 minutes". Railroad man had continued fucking me the whole time without missing a beat and calmly answered "fuck off". I continued moaning and writhing there enjoying his steel rod pistoning in and out of my ass. Then there was another knock and "sorry, we're closed you're going to have to leave". I then heard a voice outside the door that said "Railroad man is in there". He continued to fuck me for quite a while longer with no knocks at the door. He pulled his cock out, turned me around, and shot, bathing me in a huge load of cum. I put my mouth on his cock to catch the last big squirt. I savoured it in my mouth, rubbed his cum all over my body and wanked myself off to a blasting orgasm. Railroad man turned out to be a real gentleman. He zipped up, stood and waited until I had cleaned and dressed before opening the door. As we went out there was a small group waiting to see who had been with Railroad man. The next Friday, I went back to the theater, but he wasn't there. I sat in the smoking area and saw two guys talking to the cashier who pointed at me. The two guys came over and said, "we heard you are the one who scored the Railroad man, you're a fucking legend". They then asked me how he was and I told them I don't fuck and tell.