I was cruising the Town Center Mall and had not seen much interesting, mostly old or ugly men. You know how that goes sometimes. Anyway, I was walking through the mall and saw this absolutely gorgeous man. He is one of those I can't tell an age about. I would have given him a 20 to 30 year old age range. After hearing him talk and being around him, I would now guess him as in his early to mid twenties.
He was kind of Greek or Italian looking...beautiful short wavy/curly hair, goatee, the most beautiful eyes (eyes and eyelashes and eyebrows all. He was wearing the kind of jean shorts I think I probably had on when I met you, and the open backed slip on sandals that are so popular. He had on a long sleeved thin sweater type shirt.
I thought he seemed to kind of check me out, but I assumed that was impossible and just enjoyed the view and kept walking. I went around the mall some more and after a while I saw him ahead again, walking in the opposite direction from me, so we would be passing again. I decided, "what the hell?", I'll take a chance. I stared at him and made eye contact. Then I opened my mouth, licked my lips and grinned. He did the same and I almost died. We passed one another and I stopped and pretended to look at something to see what he was doing. He glanced at me, looked away and went into a store. I followed him and he never looked at me at all, but appeared to be just looking at things and at the same time, not really looking at anything. He went out and I followed him as he went out of the mall into the parking garage.
Well, I thought, I guess either I totally misread him or he is too scared or he wants me to follow him. Could that possibly be? He went just outside the doors and stopped to light a cigarette. I pretended to look at the mall map displayed there near the entrance. He walked slowly out of sight to the right. I swallowed hard and walked to the door.
As I walked out, I saw he was sitting on a bench there near the door smoking. I walked over and sat down and began to make small talk with him. I couldn't tell too much yet, and I started to get scared and frustrated at the same time. I looked at him, checking him out carefully as much as I thought I dared. He had such a handsome face, such great hair...such perfect legs, and even his forearms, hands and feet were gorgeous. He has just perfect hair on all of those. I never did catch him really checking me out, but he still seemed somewhat open to talk.
Finally, in desperation, I said, "Look, I don't really play the games very well. Are you interested in spend a little bit of time with me?" I thought I would die. He grinned, looked at his watch, and said, "I have to be somewhere in a few minutes."
Well, I thought, that was not a "no". "How soon?", I asked. He kind of chuckled and said, "In about five minutes."
I thought I would die, though, when he stood up and said just as he started to walk, "But you can come with me on the way there."
I followed him as he walked to the parking garage elevator and pushed the up button (obviously, since we were on the first floor). When we got in and the doors closed, he pushed 6 and reached for my crotch. I reached for his. He caressed mine for a couple of seconds and then reached to undo his shorts. I couldn't believe my eyes. He pulled out the biggest thickest cock I've ever seen in person. It was probably 8.5 or 9", and no doubt 7" around. I stroked him some and he seemed to really like that. I undid my shorts as he was touching my crotch again and took out my "little jay"...I said, "Compared to that (indicating his massive meat), this looks like a midget.
We stroked one another some. I couldn't stand it. I had to kiss this gorgeous man if he would let me. I moved closer and he didn't respond, but didn't resist either. As my lips touched his, he still didn't respond, but he didn't resist. He did later respond some to my kissing him.
We just kept pushing elevator buttons and if the doors would start to open on us, we'd stuff our meat in our pants. Thankfully, no one was ever right outside the elevator doors the two or three times they did open. Eventually the elevator appeared to be stuck or something, but, for the moment, I didn't care.
It wasn't too long before I told him I was almost ready to cum. He let go of mine and grabbed his away from me. I took it he wanted me to finish myself, so I started stroking myself, watching him stroke himself. I asked if he was getting close and he said, "Oh yeah!". It was only a few seconds and he started shooting. About five or ten seconds later, I did the same. We got all the cum we could out of our cocks.
As he started putting himself back together, he looked at his watch and said, "Shit". We got the elevator to move and he pressed the button for the second floor. As we exited the elevator, I asked him if there was anyway I could contact him when I was back in the area. (We had talked about where we were both from on the bench earlier.)
He said he didn't think he could do that. I never even thought of email at that time, I was so overwhelmed by this guy and by what had just taken place. We were not really walking close together as we approached the mall entrance, which proved to be good. A girl, who was one of three females on the bench outside the mall entrance got up and met him. They at least embraced, if not kissed. Of course, I couldn't watch real closely. I went into the foyer of the mall and went to a payphone so I could watch more closely. She was standing out of sight and he was where I could just see him. He glanced my way and grinned just enough for me to notice. It was then I thought about email. Even if he isn't online personally, almost everyone can access email somewhere. If he enjoyed being with me like he at least seemed to, maybe he would feel safe with that. I hurried to the closest store and asked the lady at the counter for something to write with and on. I quickly scribbled down, "email me...(and gave my addy)".
I thanked the lady and almost ran back out. I decided I would show him the note and lay it on the shelf of one of the payphones in hopes he could get his hands on it. He was not in sight, so I walked out of the foyer slowly, like I was looking for someone who was supposed to meet me. The three females were there on the bench, but the hot man I wanted to see was nowhere in sight. I went back in and hurried to the main concourse of the mall, scanned both directions, looking for him, thinking maybe he slipped by without my seeing him while I was in the store writing the note for him. He was nowhere in sight and couldn't have gone that far.
I went back out and the girls were still there, but my dream man was still no where in sight. I will never forget this guy.