Fitting Room Fun By CO Bran 1/24/2016 *****************
Disclaimer: While the events that took place in this story are true, names have been changed to protect identity. Always follow local law and never break the rules. ;)
Prologue: This is my first story for Nifty, after many years of enjoying stories here; because of that, I'd like to give a little introduction. At the time of this being published, I am a 27 year old gay male living in Denver. I've lived in different parts of the country, and have had my fair share of sexual adventures. Most (if not all) of my stories will be those of hot encounters that I've had.
It was a pretty typical Saturday - I was running errands and spending some time enjoying the warmer weather that had escaped us for days. Despite my goal of accomplishing some things that I needed to get done, I couldn't ignore a desire that resided deep inside me; it was a primal desire for an encounter, the kind that would result in my cock pounding a clean, tight hole. But this was no ordinary urge - I wanted to make it exciting, something that would up the ante from a normal hookup.
Of the normal outlets for finding such an encounter, I decided to check out Craigslist to see if I could find anything intriguing. In the Casual Encounters section, I found a post from a bottom who wanted to meet up somewhere and get his freshly cleaned hole pounded. Let's call him...Nick. He had a very familiar look, but more on that later.
In responding to his ad, I told him that I couldn't host, but that I would be game for fucking him somewhere public, if he was comfortable with that. Originally, he suggested that we meet at a big-box chain store nearby, but I thought it would be too risky. Following that, I suggested that we meet at a local adult bookstore, one that had video booths behind the counter with curtains that would give us some more privacy. After a brief discussion about it, and determining that it might be too sketchy, we agreed to meet at an alternative big-box store, but one that had better accommodations for us to work with. We agreed to shoot for the fitting rooms there, granted they weren't overrun with other people.
Just before parking at the store, Nick texted me and said that he was in the parking lot. I replied, telling him that I would go in first and scope it out. Upon entering the store, I swung around to the Mens section to grab a couple pairs of jeans to take with me into the fitting room, as not to arouse any undue suspicion. I took the pairs of jeans into the fitting room, with the hopes that the last room (which happened to be the biggest and farthest from the entrance) would be open. When I got to the fitting rooms, someone was already in the end room. I slipped into the 2nd to last room, and waited a few minutes. After thinking that the bathroom in the back of the store might be easier, I abandoned the idea of the fitting rooms and scoped out the bathrooms in the back. It was a lot quieter, and I shot Nick a message to let him know; he was hesitant, and had already started towards the same fitting rooms to check them back out. When he arrived, the last room was empty, and he let me know that he was in there, waiting for me to come in and join him.
I started out of the bathrooms and back towards the fitting room, my heart nearly pounding out of my chest. Of all the other experiences that I had, this was still a big one that I had wanted to do for a while. I was running through my head of how this could go, and I paused for a second when I got back to the fitting rooms. I stood next to the last door, and I heard the lock click as the door opened slightly. I quickly stepped through the door and closed it again so that nobody would see me go in.
As soon as the door was closed and locked again, I turned around to see Nick. Standing in front of me, with a sly grin on his face, was a Latino guy in his early 20s, stood about 6', with a toned body, short black hair, and an adorable amount of facial hair. After exchanging a grin in return, Nick reached for the zipper on my jeans; I usually don't wear underwear (today was no exception), so he had no problem freeing my already half hard cock. He looked up at me as he took the thick mushroom head of my thick 7" cock into his mouth, using his tongue to first lick around the head. I closed my eyes and put my head back a little bit, only to feel him put a hand on my ass and pull me into him. My cock immediately hit the back of his throat and kept going, causing me to get almost fully hard as I throbbed in his throat. Instinctively, I put my hand behind his head and pulled him towards me, so that the last bit of my cock filled up his throat.
After holding his head against me for a second, I let up my grip so that he could gather some air. As my cock left his throat and mouth, some spit trailed between the head of my cock and his tongue. He used his fingers to gather it, and rubbed it back on my already slicked up cock. As soon as he gripped it, it throbbed - and it throbbed hard. He looked up at me again, but I was ready to feel that throat of his wrapped around my cock again. I moved one of my hands behind his head and pulled him back towards my cock, and I didn't stop sliding it until I felt the back of his throat again. He responded by putting another hand behind my ass and pulled me into him further. I began fucking his throat, as deep as I could, and was amazed that despite my thick cock going to town on him, he didn't gag even once.
I felt that familiar twinge starting in my taint and balls; the way he was sucking me, I knew that if I kept fucking his throat that I would easily feed him my seed. That's not what I was here for - I wanted to slide into his hole. I pulled my cock out of his mouth, and sat him back on the bench in the fitting room. I got to my knees and started with his zipper and button. Once those were out of the way, he pulled his cock out of the fly in his underwear. I grabbed his cock, about 6.5 inches and uncut. I savored the taste of his cock, which was already leaking precum. He put a hand behind my head as I started bobbing up and down on his cock, returning some of the favor that he had just given me. After a minute or two of that, though, I was ready to get what I came here for.
I let his cock slip out of my mouth, and quietly told him to stand up and turn around. While he took everything off from the waist down, I fished the condom I had brought out of my own pants and slid it on. He pulled a small bottle of lube out from his jeans, and began to rub some on his hole. He put some more lube in his hand and started stroking my cock to get it all slicked up. I pointed back to the wooden bench - not ideal for him to have to kneel on, but there was a support bar in front of him that we could both hold on to. As soon as he was in position, I moved behind him, crouched down slightly, and pressed the head of my cock against his hole. Not knowing just how tight he was, I pushed the head of my cock gently into him.
"Oh, fuck..." I heard Nick whisper, with a slight grunting sound mixed in with his voice. I felt his ass tighten as he muttered this, and when I looked down at him, he was grinning at me while gripping the rail in front of him.
I decided to keep pushing until I was either balls deep inside of him, or he pushed back at me to give him a second. He never stopped me, and my balls soon pressed right up against his bare ass. As soon as I felt that happen, I grabbed around his hips and pushed the last bit of my cock as far as I could. Nick reached back around and grabbed my leg, signaling for me to stay there for a second. While I stood there, opening up his hole, I took in the entire situation - there we were, him bending over a bench in a fitting room, and me with my cock buried balls deep inside of him. As we were both adjusting to our surroundings, we heard someone enter the fitting room either next to us or one down from there. When the thought of how close we were to other people crossed my mind, my cock throbbed inside of him.
The intense throbbing of my cock made Nick let out another slight moan, and that was my signal to keep going. I hunched over him, wrapping one of my arms around his chest while I started railing his hole. His hole had opened up nicely, and I could feel his prostate at the end of my cock. With about every other stroke of his prostate, I felt his ass thank me with a nice contraction. This made Nick let out another small moan, which I knew we had to watch out for.
I leaned closer to his ear, and quietly gave him a "shhh". He returned with another one of those adorable grins, and my primal instinct took over. I wanted to fuck his brains out, but I knew I had to improvise, given our current situation. I stood myself back up, never pulling out of him, and put my hands back around his hips. While it didn't take much work, as Nick was backing his hips back into me, I started to pound his hole again. The person in the other fitting room was making enough noise that we weren't going to be heard.
Nick reached a hand under him, and started stroking his cock while I was railing his prostate. His ass started to tighten more and more, and I knew that he wasn't going to last much longer. That wasn't a problem, though, as his tightening ass was milking the cum from my balls as a rapid pace. All of the excitement and the lust was finally pushing me to the edge.
I leaned back down to Nick, who was starting to breathe heavy. I got close to his ear again, and whispered "I'm about to cum inside you." He nodded, and started pushing his hips back into me as to prod me into shooting my load. I pulled my cock almost all the way out one more time, and upon starting to slide back into him, his constricting ass put just enough pressure on the underside of my cock that I started shooting right then. By the time I was back to being balls deep back into him, I had felt myself nearly filling the condom.
Nick looked back at me and said to keep fucking him. I was more than happy to oblige, and kept fucking my thick cock into his hole, right against his prostate. This time, I wanted to hit his spot hard enough to fuck the cum out of him. Within about 5 thrusts of my cock, I felt his ass start to tense in rapid succession, and looked around him to see that he was spilling his seed right onto the wooden bench that he was bent over. He fired off a good 6-7 shots, and gravity had dropped his load all over the seat.
I slid my cock back out of him, and quickly worked the condom off of my cock. After realizing that we had both lost a bit of realization of our surroundings, our mutual looks indicated that we knew we need to work on getting out of there. I stripped off one of my socks, and wiped his load off the bench. He smiled when I put the filled condom inside the sock that was covered in his load into my pocket. I flashed him a smile and finished throwing my jeans back on. Based on our positioning, I was the one who got to slip out first.
Before leaving the fitting room, I stood there for a moment to take in what had just happened. I was just as exhilarated afterwards as I was before we started; the thrill of having fucked this stud in a semi-public place, knowing we could be caught at any moment if we weren't careful, was causing my cock to stay partially hard as I exited the room. The best part of the whole thing? I was pretty sure that I knew him.
That's it for my first installment. If you think I should keep documenting my encounters, or document some of my past encounters, let me know! I appreciate any feedback, good or bad. Thanks for reading!