I booked a short visit to Portland on a rare open weekend, not expecting much. I just wanted to get out of town. My buddy Ethan had gone down a few times for work and had a lot of fun at the Eagle there, so I found a cheap little AirBnB walking distance from the bar. Eric surprised me that he could come down too - but would have to drive down separately later and then leave a day early. I drove down, periodically checking Scruff and Squirt to see if I might find some fun to break up the 3-hour drive... stopping at rest stops... just in case. At the second one, an incredibly hot guy walking his dog passed by my car and smiled, but then climbed into a truck. Then I saw a Woof from him on Scruff. As he was pulling away, he waved, and we chatted a bit. Sadly, his cock-block friend was on a timeline, keeping us from finding a nice secluded spot in the woods to suck each other off. As they drove off, I decided it was time for me to get driving.
I checked into my place, had a snack, then changed and walked up to the Eagle. It was only about 4:30 on a Friday afternoon, but the place was already filling up. I grabbed a drink from the hegemonically hot and surprisingly friendly bartender, then walked out onto the patio and found a perch to sit, sip, and take things in. A handsome guy in a big group caught my eye a couple times and smiled, and eventually came over to introduce himself. He asked me to join them, brought over a stool for me, and his friends instantly welcomed me into their conversation. I got to talking about my work with another of his friends, and we went inside to grab another drink, chatting more before joining everyone outside again. By then a spot on the bench had opened up next to Travis, so I took it. Somehow phones came out, photos were shown, and the vibe became decidedly flirty all around. Kinks were revealed, and when Travis had to take a piss, he told me to come with him.
He pulled his thick cock out and a stream started to flow (Eric has taught me well) and I bent over to let that golden fluid pour into my open mouth, letting some pour out into the trough urinal, and guzzling the rest. When he was done pissing, I sucked the end of it clean, stood back up, and wiped my smiling mouth... but he coyly lamented that his dick was hard now. He leaned back against the wall and I squatted down, gently resting my knees on his feet, one hand gripping the edge of the urinal, and taking him into my mouth. I felt him swell up in my mouth as I milked his cock with my lips and tongue and forced it down my throat. It was dark and my back was to the door, and when I suck cock, I lose track of time -- so by the time he shot his load in me, Shawn was there. He was trying to piss but his huge dick was already swelling up, making that job hard. So, I offered to solve the problem by sucking him off too.
He took Travis's place against the wall and fucked my throat hard, gagging me on his dick, tears running down my cheeks. This time, I could hear the other people behind me. Then I saw another cock in my peripheral vision. I started stroking it as Shawn began to shoot thick loads down my throat. I licked him clean then pivoted 180 degrees and started sucking the next cock. It was shorter and thicker. And there was a line of guys behind him -- and I was ready to suck every last one.
Sadly, the bartender popped in and told us to "take a break guys", so I didn't get to taste that third load, or the ones to follow. But it was still a great start to a fun weekend away, and a great story to tell Eric when he showed up a few hours later.