I had used the local cottage on several occasions and part of its excitment was never knowing what kind of guy (or guys) you would meet. One weekday I was off work and decided to make a visit to see if there was any action during the day. Pulling off into the lay-by I saw a couple of cars and parked near them. After a couple of minutes with no-one moving I got out of the car and walking past these guys went into the public toilet. I stood at the urinal, unzipped and started stroking my cock. After a couple of minutes I heard someone walk in and go the other end ofthe urinal. Looking to my side I saw a very smartly dressed middle aged guy. He must have been in his mid-50s, and was wearing a grey suit, white shirt and silk tie. He had short grey hair and was clean shaven. He unzipped and stood there holding his penis. Neither of us were peeing and we slowly turned and made eye contact. My cock was semi-hard now and I took my hand away so he could see it. He smiled and showed me his thick, stiffening cocksticking out from his trousers and boxers. I took a step towards him and toched the tip of his cock. I started to slowly stroke his shaft and as he stiffened my hand movements became more of a wanking rhythm. He was thick and a good seven inches. As I pulled back his loose foreskin I could see his big purple head. "Why don't we go into a cubicle?" he asked. We went into the end one and closed the door. He stared at me and put his arms around me. He was broad and pressed me against his chest. I put my mouth on his and we kissed deeply , out tounges pressing into each other. I unbuttoned his shirt nad loosened his tie as I kissed his hairy chest. I knelt down and took his cock in my mouth. He groaned and put his hands on the back on my head, fucking my mouth with his fat cock. Sometimes I would take it out and holding the base tightly tease him by just flicking my tounge over the head, or licking the vein that ran down its length. He asked me to suck his ball and they were big and musky smelling. I worked as deep down as I could smelling his underwear, tousers and soap. After a few minutes of this he stepped back and knelt down to suck me. I was dripping pre-cum and he lapped this off my six inch cock whilst looking straight up at me. I pulled my t-shirt off and he pulled my jeans down. I knew I was close but was trying to hold on as I know older guys always take longer to cum nad I didn't want tihs to end. But his tounge felt so good that I knew I couldn't hold on much longer. "I'm close." "Come on then, give it too me." I moaned as I felt my balls tighten and my load shoot into his mouth. He drank it all down. Standing up pushed me back down and I as took his cock in my mouth and stroked up his chest and played with his nipples. I noticed his wedding ring and wondered if he got blown like this at home. He was panting now and telling me he was about to come. I lent back and wrapping a big, hairy hand around his shaft he jerked off all over my chest. A thick trail ran down me and I ran a finger through it and licked it, savouring the taste of this man's semen as he lent against the door panting. His trousers were around his ankle and his shirt completely open. I helped him back into his suit and as we left he told me he was often here at around this time and he'd love to meet again. A cute young guy was at the urinals and looked at us. It would have been fun to hang around but I'd had a great time with my older man.