Mall Cruise
Saturday is my favorite time in the big shopping mall near where I live. There are thousands of shoppers, and just scads of guys that are easy to tip for sex. One of my best conquests happened just a week ago tomorrow. I don't have any hopes it might be repeated, but maybe I'll have a better one tomorrow.
I was standing in front of the sporting goods store, looking at a display of running shoes. I find that men who come shopping with their wives, get bored, and gravitate to sporting goods stores. The mall has three, and I nearly always luck out. Most of the time, they are afraid their wives will get finished, and come looking for them, so it's just a quickie suck job in the toilet. I usually fold my legs on the seat, and it looks like a guy having a piss in private. I must have swallowed a thousand loads like that, and some of the guys are regulars, who actually come looking for me.
But last Saturday, was different. Like I said, I was looking at this running shoe display, when I noticed this hunky guy reflected in the glass. He was behind me, leaning against the second floor railing, and I could tell he was checking out my butt. I stood there, and shifted my weight occasionally from hip to hip, and slipped a hand in my back pocket and gave myself a massage. I watched him in the reflection, and saw I was having an effect. He kept pulling on his crotch. I pulled on the back of my shorts, like I was trying to get my underwear out of my crack, but of course, I wasn't wearing any, and when I wiggled my butt, and tugged my pants, he put his hand over his mouth, and rolled his eyes. I turned around, and looked straight at him and walked away. At the entrance to the long hall that led to my favorite men's room, I paused and looked over my shoulder, and smiled at him before heading down the hall.
The reason it's my favorite toilet in the mall, is because it is tucked away in a far corner, and not many guys even know it's there. It is most always empty. But it wasn't last Saturday. There was a dad in there with three kids, changing the shitty diaper on one. The place reeked of baby shit, and I nearly gagged. I turned around, and I could see him walking down the hall toward me. I decided to tough it out, and try to get him to follow me to another toilet on the floor below. It was also less used, and might be empty.
When I got abreast of him, he looked at me in a funny way, and I cocked my head, trying to make him understand he was to follow me. He put out a hand, and touched me lightly on the arm.
"Where are you going," he whispered. I jerked my head at the men's room door.
"Mall rats," I hissed.
"Well, do you have a place we could go?" The thought had never crossed my mind he'd follow me home. I live a block away from the mall, in a semidetached development.
"My place is close, but I walked over this morning."
"My car's in the lot, I'll drive if you want." I looked at his strong athletic body, and his wedge shaped chest. His arms were relaxed, but he brought his left hand up and gripped his bicep, and I saw the gleam of gold in the subdued light of the hall. My favorite conquest is a married man.
"Lead the way." He turned, and we were soon exiting the mall, and headed to his car.
The late model Ford, was blue, and the air conditioning was wonderful. Cars do get hot in the desert heat. I gave him directions to my place, and slipped my hand into his lap to explore the goodies. He got hard instantly.
His cock felt like a good eight incher.
"You shopping with your wife?" I looked at his handsome profile, as he drove.
"She's having her hair done, and a makeup job. Won't be ready for," he glanced at his watch and did a calculation in his head. "Two hours." He grinned at me, and pulled into my drive way.
"What brings you to gay sex," I was curious, as I led him into my living room. I seated him on my white leather couch, and put the porn video I had been watching on, while I peeled him out of his clothes.
"I got into it in the military. I was engaged to Jenny before I went in to the Army, and I guess we just got married because it was expected of us."
"Do you mind if I strip too," I asked, looking down at his naked body stretched out with one of the most suckable hardons I'd seen in ages.
"Please do. I like to feel skin on skin." He stroked himself a time or two, and a droplet of clear liquid appeared in his piss slit.
"How are you and, uh, Jenny getting along now that you're married?" He looked at me for a minute before answering.
"She thinks a lot of the sexual stuff I like, is dirty. She talks to her girl friends about it all the time, and I feel like our sex life is an open book to a bunch of real bitches."
"What do you like that she thinks is dirty?"
"I love getting blown, but she won't touch it with her mouth. I like having my ass rimmed, but that's even worse. I brought home a dildo one time, and tried to get her to fuck me with it while I was fucking her, and she locked me out of the bedroom, and I had to sleep on the couch."
"So what did you do?"
"I fucked myself with the dildo, and jerked off half the night. She still can't figure out why the curtains in the living room have a big yellow stain." We both laughed.
I lowered myself between his knees, and he spread his legs for me. His nutsack was sweet smelling, and I took them into my mouth. He moaned, and put his hands on my head, and moaned again. I sucked his nuts for a few minutes, until he was murmuring that it felt so good he could cum that way. I lifted his legs up to his chest, and let my tongue slide lower until I found his little pucker winking away at me. I covered it, and he began to moan louder. His ass was tender, and he began to put pressure on my head, forcing my mouth deeper into his crack.
"It's been so long baby. Suck my ass." He was doing his best to open up for deeper penetration of my tongue. I felt his sphincter loosening and expanding, and suddenly I was probing his dark and musky corridor with my tongue. He bucked on the couch, and forced me harder against his butthole. My tongue was delving deep into his shitter, and he was whimpering and hugging my head as tight as he could hold me.
He suddenly shuddered, and dragged me out of his asshole. He used one hand to grip his pulsing cock, and the other to force my mouth over his flaring cock head. As my mouth closed over him, he erupted with geysers of hot sticky cum. I started moaning and sucking, taking every spurt as it erupted from his long hard pipe. As his ejaculation declined, and began to dribble out of his piss slit, I let my mouth engulf him completely, and sucked him dry of cum. His cock began to expand in my mouth instead of deflating as I expected. It wasn't long before he was hard again.
"Can I fuck you?" His eyes pleaded with me to say yes. I went for rubbers and lube. He suited his cock in latex, and I laid my chest on the leather sofa, and luxuriated in his sexy hands getting my asshole lubed and ready for him. He asked me to get around behind the couch, and bend over the back. He wanted to watch my video while he fucked me. I did as he asked, and I soon felt his rockhard shaft sliding into my butthole.
He began gently, but was soon stroking like a superfucker, driving me over the wall. My dick was hard and drizzling clear ooze all over my leather couch. I thought of the yellow stain on his wife's curtains, and had to laugh.
"Oh jesus," he moaned, that was incredible, can you do it again." I tried, but it wasn't the same.
"Are you ticklish?" He grabbed my ribs on both sides, and sent me into paroxysms of laughter. The sensation of him pounding my ass, and being tickled to death was ecstatic. I started blowing cum all over my white couch, and my tightening assring, caused him to unload again, and he let me have a dozen good jabs of his cock, as he emptied his balls into me.
When he was through, he moved me out of the way, by lifting me and tilting me over on to the couch seat. I lay there nursing my semihard cock, while he licked and sucked up all of my cum so it wouldn't stain my leather. When he was finished with that job, he came around and dropped to his knees, and swallowed my dick and started sucking. I began to expand in his mouth, and before a minute had passed, he had me on the brink again. I grabbed his head, and forced him down on my cock hard. He shoved a finger or two up my asshole, and I blasted off for parts unknown.
I came to my senses, with him licking my body all over. I could feel the cold spots his wet trails of saliva made across my chest, and down my legs. Even my feet were included in his tongue bath.
Too soon, it was time for him to go, but he said he'd call when he gets the chance to get away. I'm looking forward to his next visit. I hope it's soon. Meantime, tomorrow is another Saturday, and the Mall beckons.
End