The usual disclaimers apply. If same sex stories offend you, then click out now. These stories are true experiences, meant to share with those in simular situations.
This particular encounter occured back in the 70s, when all 'things' were still possible it seemed. I call this " The Mirror Image ", the whys of it will soon become apparent.
There was a small airfield terminal that I was familiar with, and where I had several choice encounters already. As good as they were, I didn't know how special this day would turn out to be. Just off the food court of the terminal was the Mens' Room, a rather large Mens Room. It had the noisy double doors, and the main restroom was subdivided by having the twelve urinals and matching washbasins in the front portion, and trough the arcway to the rear was the four sit-down stalls. The last two stalls ( # 3 & # 4 ) had a great glory hole in the separating wall. I was very horny this
day, and this is where I was headed. The front portion of the restroom was empty ( as I hoped), so I went immediately to the rear stalls. However, much to my dismay, the third and fourth stalls were occupied......Damm !
I debated about going out and waiting, but then I figured.....what the heck, I could wait in the second stall just as easily. Might even get lucky, who knows ? ! So in I went, dropped my pants to the floor, took my prick into my hand to slowly stroke it. I thought I noticed a small shadow on the floor by the third stall wall, and I inched myself forward on the toilet seat so that my prick and balls were fully exposed....... and I waited.
The shadow had disappeared, and in a few more seconds I heard the familiar sound of pants sliding across the floor......but not towards me. I leaned over so I could peek under the wall and I could see the guys feet in the next stall were pointed towards the fourth stall wall. He was obviously getting it through the glory hole wall for a blow job. I eased my pants up to my hips, quietly stepped up on the toilet seat so I could look over the top of the wall.
The guy wasn't all that tall, but he had very
broad soulders. His pants were at his ankles, the sight of his bare legs and ample bare ass was an entoxicating sight. His ass cheeks were squeezed tight, and I could detect a vibrating motion from the sucking he was getting I'm sure. He wasn't fucking the hole, simply standing there, his body pressed tight to the wall ( offering all he had I'm sure), and his hands were gripping the top of the wall. Or at least it seemed his hands were gripping the wall. As he moved his one hand I suddenly noticed a glint of brief light. Took a minute to figure out that what I was seeing, but then I knew.....he had a mirror in his hand, and with his head tipped up, he was watching over the wall with the mirror, watching his cock being sucked. How clever, how exciting. My own hand was working my cock as I enjoyed the sight.
Suddenly the door to the restroom was heard, and we all very quickly sat back on our stools. I could also hear the guy in the other room at the urinal, then over to wash his hands. I also suddenly heard something unexpected.... one of the guys in the stall was taking toilet paper, wiping, and flushing his toilet. Perhaps he had been here too long, perhaps the guy had shot his load, I don't know....but suddenly I heard the fourth stall door open, glimpsed the guy go by, then he was going out the doors. The other guy in front also went out.
I thought about this; the guy getting sucked was still here, but could I just go down to the end stall, did I have the nerve. I didn't I found, but I did have an idea. I made the
right noises, hiked up my pants, then left the stall like I was leaving. If anyone was heard to be coming in the restroom I would have immediately turned back to the stall, but they didn't, so I went to the inside door, opened it, stayed inside and let it close. Then in a second or two, I again opened the inside door, then I went back to the stalls....just like I had just come in. I went right to the end stall and locked the door.
I don't know if he recognized the shoes (as I do) but it didn't fool him I'm sure, for I had no sooner dropped my pants to my ankles, sat and leaned forward to the hole, than he was there facing the hole, slowly stroking his man meat in my face. He eased it through the hole to me, no motions neccesary, and that's when I got the next big surprise. His cock wasn't much longer than 5 1/2", but he had a beautiful cocks head that must have been 1 1/2 times the size of a golf ball....and at least 2" long. What a huge feeling of excitement washed over me as I put my hand out to hold this glistening shaft. I wasn't sure if I could open enough to get all of that big cocks head into my mouth, but I was sure I was going to try. As I slowly stroked his shaft my tounge was licking every inch of that beauty....... actually, I found I was slobbering all over it, trying to get it as wet as I possibly could. A glint of light hit my eye, and I was sure he had his mirror back over the top. So be it, if it was a show he wanted, it was a show I'd give him. I actually looked up into the mirror for him as my tounge started to lick and sidesuck his hot cock for him. There was a smile on my lips for him.
Then I decided it was time to really begin. I opened my mouth as wide as I could as I tried to work that huge cocks head into my mouth. It was so big, I couldn't quite make it happen, so I backed off and tried once more. Almost, but no cigar (no pun intended), it was just not happening. Maybe it was the hunger, maybe it was the challange, I don't know.....but suddenly I knew what I had to do. I looked right into his mirror, my hand stroking his cock, and I removed my upper & lower plates from my mouth. I ran my tounge all over the insides of my toothless love mouth, and I thought to myself, " now damm you, lets see how you like this ".
This time my mouth was much more flexable, it opened wider, and now as I worked my love lips up and over, in and around, his cock head was slowly disapearing into my hungry mouth. I took a deep breath (through my nose) and plunged forward.....until I suddenly felt my lips mold themselves around the otherside of his cock head, right onto his cockshaft. I had to rest like that for a few seconds, but damm it, I had him in. I could never get that monster head down in my throat, but I could easily take the rest of his cock shaft into my mouth, until I felt my nose buried in his cock hair.
As I eased back from his shaft some, I could look up and see the mirror still in play, but it was definately a shaking hand that was now holding it. I did a couple more deep sucks of this great cock, and then I just stopped and held it in my sucking mouth, put my tounge to work on it. He caught on quick, and I soon felt the slow fucking motion of his cock as he was now working my sucking mouth to his own pleasure...... and of course, mine. He was now being vocal, I could hear his moans of pleasure, and I decided to add to it even more, as I started to add my own slurpping, sucking, and moaning noises for him. Thank goodness no one else was in the restroom. My mouth felt like it was fully stretched to the limit as we was really getting into it with that monster cock of his.
"Oh shit man, this is hhhheaven mannnn ", he was moaning. "I've wanted this for soooo longgg, I didn't thinkkkk....oh man oh man" he sobbed. IIII can't hhhold it aaany longer, oh yeah, oh yeah baby.....tttake iiitt.....nowww" he cried.
His cocks head was like a swelling piston that plunged deep into my mouth as he suddenly burst great gobs of cumm deep into my throat, an endless stream of hot cumm kept flooding my mouth and throat.
"Spurt, spurt, suck, swollow,spurt,suck,swollow....it was.....I was so hot and excited."
And then that fuck piston was spurting its last, my tounge was licking it clean as I eased it out of my mouth, he took it back through the hole. The amazing part of it was that even though his cock shaft was now limber and soft, his cocks head was no smaller.
"Oh man, oh man, thanks guy, your the greatest, the best, the first to make me feel this good " he muttered. "I'll be back here next Tuesday, please say you will too. Your the best" he said.
I told him I would be here, hungry and waiting for that beauty. "It's all yours, anytime" he replied.
Then he did a strange thing just before he left. "Here is a souvier, something you might care to use. I have others," he said, and he slid the mirror under the wall to me. I heard him go out of the restroom.
And yes, I did put the mirror to good use.... pretty exciting images to be sure. And yes, we did meet the following week....and many others.
Randy
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