Written by MisterSmith

Erotic
15 May 2008


Out shopping with my wife and three kids a few weeks back in Taunton I suddenly felt the urgent need for a piss. Not exactly surprising, when you get to 46 this seems to happen more and more.Remembering that there is a gents in the car park behind the big hotel in the middle of the town I made my way there. Finally reaching it I was pleased to find the urinals empty and made my way to the far right hand one of the three. Ah the bliss, nothing beats a piss when you're desperate I reckon although it was slightly spoilt by the sound of footsteps behind me. What happenend next still worries me to this day, or should I say my reaction to it does. I was suddenly aware of the strangers hand reaching around me and grabbing my still pissing cock. If you'd asked me how I would have reacted I'm sure I would have said I'd either hit him or run, or possibly both. Instead I just stood there and let him do it, maybe it was the softness of his hands and gentle touch,whatever I stood there peeing with a complete stranger holding my member.When I'd finished instead of letting go he gently pulled it so that I turned to face him. He was a handsome bloke, early twenties, blonde hair, well dressed, if I'd been gay maybe the sort of guy I might have fancied. He smiled at me and gently led me to one of the cubicles never once relenting his grip on me. Once there and with the door locked, he once again turned me to face the lavatory. With his free hand he undid my belt and expertly unbuttoned my flies. Once my jeans and pants had slid down to my knees he started to slowly masturbate me. Pretty quickly my cock started to grow in his hand and he started to hold me tightly with his other arm, pulling me tightly in to him. My naked buttocks could feel the bulge in his jeans as he was obviously as excited as I was.For the first time he spoke, well whispered in my ear more like.'I was watching you in town, I had to have your cock in my hand I wanted to see your married cock shooting cum for me'. The speed of his hand quickened and I felt both repulsed and exhilarated by the experience. This was nothing like the sex I experienced at home, here I wasn't expected to hold myself back or do anything to please my partner, here all I had to do was shoot my hot cum. By now the revulsion was totally gone, the young mans hold on me, the smell of his aftershave, his hot breath on my neck, his constant whispering telling me to cum for him all took there toll. Faster and faster he worked my thick swollen cock until at last ... a flood of cum shot from my dick, covering the toilet seat, floor and his hand. Gently he kissed my cheek and very gently sucked the last traces of cum off of my now flaccid cock.'Goodbye lover' he said as he unlocked the door and disappeared. When I caught up with my family nothing, well for them, had changed. 'You took your time', 'yeh sorry darling' and averything was back to normal... at least until I found a piece of paper with a phone number on it .....


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