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It was a Thursday evening, not much was going on in the bar where I worked. I was assistant bar manager, and I got the job because I was good at it but also with my chubby build I was fitted in with to the pub's clientele, and I got the owner hard. Tonight was my night off, but I came here to socialise anyway, I had before I took the job. It was a gay pub but was not for the fems. You had to be a 'bloke' to be in here. They were not exactly turned away, but they were not made welcome either. They had their clubs with pumping bass and alcopops for £3 a bottle. We had rock and roll and beer, which meant we got the truckers with strong arms and soft bellies; the muscle guys with shaved heads and tanned bodies; bikers with bigger bellies than the truckers, leather jackets and facial hair; the smooth chubs with soft bodies, round faces and nice arses; and of course the chasers for all those wonderful men.
I was standing at the bar while looking around for any familiar faces. There wasn't anyone in tonight that I recognised, so I stayed by myself and chatted to my colleagues when they were free. I noticed a few guys checking me out, one in particular kept giving me a sideways glance while he was talking to his friends. He was handsome, maybe late 30's with short brown hair with flecks of grey. He had a day's growth of stubble and a was of stocky build with a soft belly. It came out from his body and over his belt. A trucker. He was smoking a cigar and drinking Guinness. I noticed him looking again so I turned a little and looked back, making eye contact. I was horny tonight, my cock had not see a mouth or arse for a couple of weeks now and I was sick of using my hand. I wanted to taste a guy and see him enjoying my dick.
The trucker kept looking over, maybe he wanted to be that guy. I downed the last of my beer, grabbed one of the free packs of condoms and lube from the bar and went to the bathroom. I needed to piss badly. To get to the bathroom I had to pass by the guy and his friends. I looked at him again as I went by, giving him the go ahead to follow.
I got in to the bathroom and walked over to the urinals against the furthest wall. I unzipped my jeans and pulled my cock easily considering I was not wearing underwear. I started pissing when I heard the door open. The trucker walked to the urinal next to me, unzipped and pulled his cock out and started pissing too. I turned my head to look at him, then down to his cock. It looked like he was semi-hard and was about 4 inches at this point. He was cut and had what looked like a tasty mushroom. Not bad. Suddenly, I heard "Fuck me! Look at the size of that!". The trucker was looking at my cock. My meat is 6 inches soft and 8 and a half hard, is uncut and about two fingers thick. He seemed impressed. I had stopped pissing and was shaking, so he reached over, replacing my hand at the base. I was getting hard already and was glad my luck was in. I needed this.
"Come in here" he said, leading me in to the stall by my cock. Neither of us had zipped ourselves up and he was still holding me.
The toilet was in a separate room, with a solid door and so was very private. No one could look over the stall or under it. He locked the door and pulled me towards him to kiss. He tasted of stale smoke and beer, same as me probably. It was a nice taste. A man's taste. His stubble itched my close shaven face. I had to lean over slightly as he was a head shorter and our large bellies were getting in the way. We kissed as he stroked my cock until it was rock hard and drooling precum from the slit and out the top of my foreskin. He bent his knees and took me in his mouth. He only managed half way at this point and he sucked me hard and licked precum from out of my foreskin. His mouth was warm and wet and just what I needed. He kept trying to take me fully in to his mouth but kept gagging. Trying to hold his large frame up on bended knees was also taking it's toll, so he stood back up. Rivulets of seat tickled down his face and his face was red.
I could feel his dick against mine. It was hard as a rock. I kissed him again, passionately, sucking on his tongue and licking his gums. He responded with equal vigor while rubbing my hard belly and soft tits through my shirt. He then placed his hand under it and pinched my nipples. I followed suit, feeling the coarse hair on his chest and belly which I traced with my finger from the top of his chest, between his small tits and over his belly and the shaft of his dick. I gripped it and stroked it's length. It felt a little longer than when it was semi-hard, but not much. His pubic fat covered about an inch as I pushed it back to see.
I dropped the toilet seat and sat down on it. His turn for a blow job now. I took his cock in my mouth and tasted a slight hint of piss but it soon went away as I swallowed any juices I could get from his piss slit. His mushroom tasted as nice at it looked; warm and smooth. I took his full 5 inches in to my mouth, swallowing the last inch in my throat. He moaned with each swallow and placed his hands on my shoulders to steady himself. His crotch smelled slightly of sweat and turned me on immensely. I took hold of the top of his jeans and boxers and pulled them down. I held both arse cheeks in my hands. It was hairy as his chest and as soft as his belly.
I probed his crack with my index finger, then prodded his hole. It puckered with my first touch but soon loosened up as I continued pushing in. He gasped a few times so I stopped for a second before continuing. I kept sucking but soon realised he would soon cum with my finger in his arse and mouth on his dick so I let it fall from my mouth. He looked down at me with a "why you stop?" expression.
I answered by standing up and pulling out the condom and lube pack, then pushed my jeans down to my thighs. He knew what I wanted and smirked, before pushing his jeans further down and leaning over the cistern and placing his hands on the windowsill above the toilet. I moved behind him, opened the pack of lube with my teeth and squirted it on his hole. It must have been cold as his hole closed for a second before relaxing again. I continued finger fucking him with my left hand as I used my teeth to open the first condom and rolled it over my large dick.
With his arse lubed and loose, I pushed in half way in one go. He gasped in pain and I stopped there. I pushed his shirt up from his lower back and looked at my cock half way in to his warm and flabby arse. The cheeks were as hairy as I felt and the tail continued up between the crack and to his lower back. He started slowly pushing back on to my cock, swallowing inch after inch. I was soon in him to the nuts and was looking forward to pounding his arse.
The trucker took the lead at first, slowly raising himself up on my meat before pushing back down. He was increasing the speed as his arse opened and accepted my dick. Soon he was pumping fast, which must have been making his thighs burn as he soon told me to take over. I held his hips and pumped in to him.
I increased my speed so he became very loose before I started to pull all the way out and shoving it back in hard. He rested his forehead on his left forearm and used his right hand to stroke his meat. He had to lift his belly to get at it though. I loved the sight of chubs stroking themselves, enjoying my dick as I punch fucked them. Each hard entry in to his body resulted in panting and groans.
I pulled out as I felt close to cumming. "You want his in your mouth?" I asked. The trucker turned round. I could see patches of sweat on the chest of his shirt. He was sweating from the fuck and wanking himself. He dropped to his knees in front of me. I pulled the condom off my cock and started stroking quickly to keep the feeling from going away. His mouth was open and his tongue out in anticipation. I began to grunt heavily as the cum began to fly out from the end of my prick and on to his tongue. He licked my cock as I continued squirting, sending some on to his cheek and down his chin. I could see his shoulder moving, he was still wanking, but suddenly it stopped and his eyes closed. He was cumming too. I rubbed my cock on his tongue and then around his lips. He sucked the head hard to get any remaining juices and then licked his lips. What cum he could not reach he scooped up in his hand, off his cheek and chin, and sucked it up.
He stood up and kissed me again. I could taste my own cum, but so what? I open kissed him for perhaps ten seconds before pulling back and lifting the toilet seat to throw the condom away. I packed my meat away, back in to my jeans, as the trucker zipped up and straightened his shirt out. It was still half way up his back from when I pushed it there while I fucked him.
"That was fun! he smirked, "Always love a big cock in there"
I grinned back, straightened myself up, wiped the cum off the floor where he came and flushed the condom and toilet paper I used away. We both left the cubicle together. A couple of guys were at the urinals at one at the basin. They turned to us and smirked. They must have heard us grunting in there. We left the toilet and went our separate ways. Him back to his friends who grinned at him, looked over to me and patted him on his back. I went back to my end of the bar to more smirks from the bar staff.