This is based on an experience I had a couple of days ago. Most of it is true, but other parts are just where my fantasy went. Please remember to support Nifty, so we can continue to submit and read great content.
I had been driving for hours, and I had to piss so much my cock was half-hard. I thought about just putting a bottle in my pants and letting go, but my legs were tired. I decided to pull over at the next convenience store which ended up being 15 minutes down the road at the corner of a busy freeway intersection in the middle of the nowhere. I got out of the car into the night air. It was about 10:30, and even though the cars roared past on the freeway, the parking lot was almost empty except for a couple of trucks and a car.
As I entered the store a middle-aged burly man greeted me. I smiled in return and walked quickly to the bathroom with my hands in my pockets trying to conceal my now fully erect boner. I wasn't even horny. It was just filled with piss. Once in the bathroom, I headed for a urinal, but an older trucker looking man was at one, and the other one was out of order. I couldn't hold it much longer. I walked towards the stall. They were the privacy type stalls that had actual doors and tiled walls the went to the floor. The first one said, "Vacant" on the lock, so I pull open the door. I heard a young man call out for me to hold up, but it was too late. Inside of the stall was a young black man with a his basketball shorts around his ankles. I saw his limp, ebony dick against his thing. Even soft, it was larger than my 6 inch, average girth, white boner. I stammered through an apology, closed the door, and walked into the stall next door. I no longer had to pee. I was too horny.
I sat on the toilet and played the encounter through my mind again. I replayed the look of shock on his cute face. I said he was young, but compared to my own age of 18, he was probably at least 25. He had had a few black hairs on his chin. His shirt had been pulled up a little. I had seen the lower part of some very defined abs. They matched his muscular, sculpted legs and arms. Despite his muscular physique, he had still been very slim. I recalled the main attraction, his limp cock, at least 7 inches soft and thick around as a soda can. Its base had been covered by a bush of curly pubes. My cock was even harder as I closed my mind and continued to think of the black man's body.
My trance was broken by the heavy slamming of the main bathroom door. I let out a slight gasp before noticing a foot sliding under the divider of the stalls. From the outside, they looked completely private, but on the inside, the stalls were only divided by the traditional half wall. The man tapped his foot. I knew how to respond. I hadn't done this before, but I had read about it on Nifty plenty of times. I slid my foot under the divider and tapped back. I heard the rustle of fabric as the main adjusted his shorts and got on his knees. He slid them underneath the divider with his semi-erect black anaconda. He was definitely a grower. I got on my knees and started to stroke the thick cock with my hands. They couldn't reach around and didn't cover the entire length. I continued to stroke it as it continued to grow in my hands. When it finally reached full size, it had to be at least 10 inches long. Luckily, the girth had remained the same extreme thickness. I took my hands off of it. I licked them clean of the precum that now caused the ebony skin to shine. I stared at his huge monster cock as he said, "Suck it. Suck it whiteboy."
I didn't hesitate. I bent over and took the colossal head in my mouth as it leaked buckets of precum. I ran my tongue around the head and probed the slit, tasting the sweet juice. I moaned on his cock, and the owner of the snake in my mouth let out a low growl of pleasure. I began to suck on the head and move further down the massive cock, my tongue rubbing against the underside. I could barely take a quarter of it. I began to bob and suck on what I could take, and I felt the frustration of the man as tried to thrust further into my throat, but the divider wouldn't let him. He slid back to his stall, pulling his dark cock from my sucking mouth with a pop. I sat back on the seat in despair. I thought he liked it. I heard him open and close the door to his stall. I panicked as I thought he was leaving, but the next second he barged into my stall, locked the door and grabbed the back of my neck. He forced my mouth onto his sweaty, low hanging golf balls. I began to suck on the ball sac, licking up the sweat and feeling his pubes on my tongue. I took each both at a time, rolling my tongue around them. I tried to take them both while I was forced against them. I sucked on the two large orbs in my mouth while the man moaned loudly. If anyone came in, we would get caught. The thought made me hornier. I began to eat his nuts even more ferociously.
He pulled my head back and put his hands on both sides of my face. He lined up his massive cock with my wide open mouth. He quickly thrust in, gagging me on his cock. I relaxed and slowly took more of cock with every thrust. Once I reached the base and felt his curly dark pubes on my nose, he released me to do it at my own pace. I could bob on the entire length, or take it out of my throat and mouth and take it all again. I would suck and lick around the shaft as it filled my throat. My cock was straining against the fabric of my shorts.
"Take them off," he said with a deep voice, "But don't stop sucking."
I kept his cock in my mouth as I reached down and unbuttoned my shorts and lowered the zipper. I lifted my ass of the seat and shimmied out of them. My cock sprung up against my belly, and I went back to work, sucking the entire length of the huge dark dick in my mouth. The man bent over and used his long arms to begin to massage my ass. He made me stand up and bend over with his cock still in my throat. This way he had access to my mouth and my virgin ass. He began to rub one of his long fingers against the hole. He spit on my back and rubbed it down to my cherry before gently pushing in the tip of his fingers. Soon, he was rapidly fucking my ass with his finger. It felt incredible until he started to use two then three fingers. The pain became intense, but it soon broke to even greater pleasure. As he quickly fucked my ass his long, thick fingers, I felt my balls tense up. I stopped sucking as my body spasmed. I felt a jolt of electricity surge through my body then to my dick. Every muscle in my body tightened, even my asshole around the fingers fucking it. I knew I was cumming, then I heard my cum hit the tiled floor. The removed his fingers, and I collapsed onto the toilet seat in ecstasy.
"Now, boy, its my turn."
The man began to viciously fuck his massive, spit covered cock into my mouth. I put my hands on his firm abs and just moaned as he treated me like a sex toy. It wasn't long before felt his balls tighten as I squeezed them. I knew what was cumming. He pulled his cock out except for the head and placed the slit right on my tongue before it exploded with a thick, salty cream. He left out a loud grunt with every orgasmic thrust. I began to swallow the cum, but I couldn't keep up. He was cumming gallons. It overflowed from my mouth and dripped down my chin. He pulled out and my mouth was full of his seed.
"Swallow it. NOW!" he demanded angrily.
I nearly gagged trying to get the entire thick load down. He simply smiled as he watched me. He cock returned to its less huge, limp state. I began to get up to leave, but he pushed me back down.
"I'm not done with you yet. You interrupted me before I could do this, so now it's your responsibility."
He grabbed my shirt and ripped it off my body. He picked up my shorts from off the ground. He threw both of them into the main part of the restroom. He then grabbed his cock and aimed it at my face. The next thing I knew he was pissing right on my face and then my body. He paid extra attention to my small, limp white cock. He made sure to drench my hair. The last few drops he brought to my lips and let loose on my tongue.
"Now, I know you aren't going anywhere like that. Which will be good for a few guys. This place really gets busy with cruisers around midnight. The rule is, a bottom or cocksucker waits in a stall and leaves it unlocked for a nice hung top to come in. These doors don't lock, and you can't go anywhere. Your ass and mouth are going to be used more than the only urinal at a football game. Have fun. Oh, and if you scream, the cashier out there really likes to fuck a boipussy, and he's bigger than me."
The man walked out and laughed. I sat there covered in warm piss. I couldn't hold mine back anymore. I let loose and covered myself in my own. I had no idea what time it was, but I did hear the door open, then my stall opened to a trucker with a large bulge in his pants and a smile on his face.