This is true story of what can, and some times really do, happens. I would like your comments and any feed back. Route all to jackallday@hotmail.com
I'm back on the road again heading south on route 91. I just finish lunch at a little restaurant outside of the last town. I don't remember the town's name. I guess I'm just too much in a hurry. The road is winding to the left and right, which cause me to slow down to 50 or so. I don't like these hills, but I need to make up some time. I'm supposed to be in Carson City by nightfall.
My stomach is now giving me some gas pains. It must be that lunch I had about two hours back. I know there is a roadside rest along here some ware. I hope I'll find it quickly. Good, there's the sign. One more mile to go. I quickly eased the car over to the right lane and into a spot directly in front of the little building which housed the rest rooms. Locking the door, I quickly made my way into one of the stall next to the wall. Yea, there is tissue paper. As I sat down, my pants slid down to my knees. As I sat there letting nature do its duty, I heard the door to the next stall slam shut, as I thought someone else must have eaten at the same restaurant that I did. I looked to my left and I notice a hole in the wood that separated the two stalls. Without thinking, I lower my head so I could peek through the hole to see what was going on the other side of the wall.
I couldn't see much, but what I did see was someone standing directly in front of the white commode and jacking himself off. His skin-covered dick was being stroke by a fist that encircled only part of his dick. He pulled and pushed the skin-covered dick from the base to the top. I couldn't stop looking at this masses dick through the hole. As I leaned over closer to the wall, my pants slip down to my ankles and my belt buckle hit the floor with a loud clank. His hand stopped the movement on his dick as he turned his body toward the wall that separated us. I leaned back like he knew I was watching him in his moment of enjoyment.
He said, 'are you watching me through that hole in the wall?' I didn't say anything. I froze. What if he knew I really was watching him? He said 'unlock your door and I will give you a really good look,' I didn't know what to do. He yanked on the door and the lock slipped pass the broken door stop and the door quickly opened showing him standing there with his pants still down and being drug on the floor as he made his way into the now open stall. He was a big man with a big dick in his masses hands. His tee shirt was pulled up on his chest. He had thick hair all over his legs and belly. I was looking at his giant dick and his hands that was still pushing and pulling his large foreskin up and down. I said to myself, I never seen anything like that in my whole life. He was well over six feet tall and well over 200 pounds. He said, 'now you can watch me beat this thing off' as he position himself directly in front of me. I tried to get up, but he pushed me back down to the seat. As I sat there, his dick was directly in from of me, up and down went his hands. I couldn't do anything. But watch.
My dick, even it wasn't as big as his, was getting hard also. With all that movement in front of me, I had to get hard. He said, 'I guess you are enjoying what I'm doing. Why don't you try it for a while, and I thought to myself, I couldn't jack off in front of this man. He said, not you but me. Give me your hand and I will let you play with something bigger than you got.' With that he grab my hand and forced it onto his dick. I just sat there softly rubbing his dick. I took his dome at the top of his gigantic shaft and rub it with my palm. It felt both soft and hard, not like mine own, besides, mine wasn't that large. He said, 'slid the skin up and down'. I said 'I didn't want to, I'm going to yell'. He said 'go ahead and then everyone that comes in will know that you are in here playing with me. No one will care; they may just stay and take you also. I will tell everyone that you begged me for it.' He was right and I knew it, so sitting there with his dick in my face, I brought both hand up and started to give him his jack off.
After a few seconds of playing with this large hunk of meat, he said, 'open your mouth, I got something for it'. I said 'no, I'm not going to do that'. He said 'yes you will or I going to give you something else'. I knew what that meant. H placed his large hands on my head and forced my face onto his dick. I opened my lips and let it slid in. I felt him pass my Adams apple. I push back and he pulls me down again. That started the rhythmic motion of up and down. He would push me down on his dick and I would force my head back up. Up and down, up and down I went. You know, it wasn't that bad, letting him fuck my mouth. I never did this before, but I was getting into it. He said, that if I do a good enough job on him, he would suck me off also. I kept thinking about that as I felt my dick getting harder also. In fact my dick was hitting the toilet seat. It had grown that much.
This was where I surprise him. I really started to suck on his dick. It lay between my teeth and when I had it all the way in, it was rubbing the roof of my mouth. In and out and suck, suck, suck. In and out and suck, suck, suck. I was having fun bring this giant of a man off. He was getting harder now, if you could believe that. I took both of my hands and held this mammoth dick at the base while I turning my head to the right and left as I moved up and down. And I was sucking like I had a banana in my mouth. In fact once his dick popped out of my mouth and made a popping noise. That was how hard I was sucking on him. His eyes were closed and he was leaning back. I felt a shot of hot fluid and I knew he had started to come. And a few seconds later, a second and more powerful hot stream came into my mouth. It really wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I fact, it tasted really good. It filled up my mouth as I rolled it around and around. I let a good part of it slid down my throat. He came and came as I just continued to suck on his dick head. I stayed liked that for 30 or so seconds as I felt him getting softer. I then let his jack my mouth off as I gentle to suck on him. When he pulled back, I knew he was done.
As he step back, I stood up with my dick sticking straight out from my body. He looked at me as he said, 'not like mine, but not bad'. I said, do me now, and he said, 'I don't suck cocks!' He walked over to the sink, still dragging his pants by his ankles, and started to wash his dick off with the running water. Another man came in as he was doing this. The other guy must have known what was going on, seeing both of us standing there. He was washing him self off and I was standing up by the stall door with my dick sticking straight out from my body. He was watching both of us as he was peeing. In fact, he was missing the urinal. The man that I just sucked off pulled up his pants and as he walked out of the little bathroom as he said, 'see you around kid'.
I'm still standing there in shock. I never did this before and I was forced into giving this Prick a blowjob. He promises that I would give me one in return. That was one of the reasons I worked so hard on his dick; I wanted a blowjob. The guy that was standing by the urinal, still had his dick in his hand as he watch me standing there still with my pants around my ankles and my right hand on my dick. I said that he forced me to give him a blowjob, as tears was running down my cheek. He said, do you know who he was and I said, no.
I quickly pulled my pants up and ran out to try to see where he went. I found nothing outside, no trucks and only a few cars. It was apparent that he got away. As I walked back in to wash up, the other guy was washing his hands. He waited around for me and asked if there was something that he could do, and I said, 'yea, give me the blowjob I gave away'. He said, maybe later.
This story really happen almost completely as I described. I never did see that big bully again and the guy that I met in the rest room is now a buddy. He knew how upset I was and all that he tried to do was to console me. We both live in the same town, only a few blocks from each other. We are just friends, nothing more for right now. This is a new life for me. I was straight until that day in the restroom. Even if it was forced, I enjoyed it. Now, I'm finding myself and my new friend is helping me. Any comments route to jackallday@hotmail.com