East Hartford Encounter
We have been visiting a beautiful couple that lives in Southington, CT since Thursday evening. Yesterday, we all decided to go visit C....'s (national sporting goods store) in East Hartford....it is a fantastic, multi-leve store. While our wives were checking out the gifts shop area "Bob" and I were checking out fly rods when the three cups of coffee that I had had with breakfast kicked in and I found myself in critical need of a urinal. I told "Bob" that I would be back in a few.
When I got to the rest room it was a typical set up with half dividers between urinals. When I came in there was a short, early twenties guy with one of those silly Bieber type hair cuts, just unbuttoning his jeans at the first urinal. I didn't pay him much mind at first as I had to piss so bad it was almost "pee pee dance" time( If you know what I mean) and he was definitely not my type.
However once my own personal Niagara Falls got going I looked around and noticed that the guy wasn't pissing but looked, from his arm motions, like he was stroking himself....so of course I became intrigued and started staring. Guys if you are going to stroke at the urinal I am going to unabashedly watch. After about 20 seconds of staring he noticed me watching and turned and gave me a cute, shy smile...I was still pissing, but smiled back and gave him a nod in the hopes he would pull back and give me a look at his equipment.
I was starting to stiffen a bit as my flow began to diminish, but when he took my hint and pulled back, I went ramrod stiff. There before me was his semi hard cock...it was very thick, uncut, and about 7 inches long with an accompanying huge set of smooth nuts. I knew I had to touch it...he could see my stiff cock sticking out of my jeans and when I reached forward he looked around and nodded his head towards the handicap stall.
We retreated the the stall, post haste I got seated on the throne and turned my attention to the now fully hard, beautiful specimen of manhood in front of me. I wanted to suck it so badly my mouth was watering, but I don't suck strange cock without a rubber, no matter how beautiful or tempting. I told him this quietly and I could tell he was disappointed, but I told him I wanted to stroke him and watch him cum. He agreed.
Even completely hard his now 7.5-7.75" fat cock was still partially hooded. I moved my face close and inhaled. He had obviously not washed that morning, because he had a wonderfully strong scent of unwashed cock and balls...this heady perfume made me leak like a faucet. I then gently touched his shaft...I could feel his heartbeat throbbing in the network of fine veins that crisscrossed his silky smooth, and warm cock. I grasped and gently squeezed his big nuts in thier soft, hairless sack and he inhaled sharply....his cock flexed, expanded, and a large drop of pre-cum formed on his slit and started slowly oozing down towards my thumb which was gently massaging the underside of his shaft, just behind the thick head.
With my face still very close to his crotch, I slowly retracted his thick foreskin... the strong manly scent that assaulted my nostrils nearly made me cum on the spot. His head was huge and of the classic "German Helmet " type....when I saw his beautiful glans combined with the strong scent of a hot man... I nearly forgot my prohibition about not sucking uncovered strange cock, but somehow commen sense prevailed. However I couldn't stop my self from taking each one of his big balls into my mouth for a good suck while I gently stroked his leaking rod. We heard two men enter and take a piss, but there was no way I was going to stop until I watched this short, beiberesque, 20-something spill his hot seed. Eventually I realized that I had been in the bathroom for a good 10 minutes stroking this beautiful cock....by this time my hand was coated with his pre cum and he was very close.. his big balls had started pulling up towards his body....reluctantly I turned him to face the wall of the stall and started squeezing him very tightly in my hand. After about ten seconds of me stroking him like this he started gasping for air and fucking my fist. I decided to throw caution to the wind and took my hand from his balls and moved my thumb to his tight, sweaty pucker and pushed on his ring.
That was all it took....he thrust forward in my fist, his ring clamped down on my thumb, and the first of five very thick ropes of cum shot out of his beautiful cock. The young man nearly collapsed on top of me as he finished cumming. I stood up, cleaned my hands...wiped off the stands of pre-cum leaking from my still rock hard cock, tucked myself in my pants with much difficulty, and got ready to leave.
The young man had sat on the throne when I vacated it...he was slumped back with his eyes closed, his fat, now fully covered soft cock and big hairless balls still hanging out of his unbuttoned jeans, dribbling the last of his large load into the cold tiles of the floor....tiny beads of sweat were on his forehead. He looked so beautiful that I did something I rarely do with men...I bent over and gave him a kiss on the lips...he just smiled and said thank you.
I pulled out a card with our contact information on it and slipped it into his hand and told him that we would be in town until Saturday and if he was bi, or bi curious to contact us. I told him my wife would love a young hung guy like himself as a vacation present from me... he opened his beautiful blue eyes, smiled shyly, and said he had never been with a woman. I told him it never hurts to try, turned and exited the stall.....As I was washing my hands an old man at the urinal kept alternately staring at me and at the stall I came out of....I just winked and went to join my friend and our wives.
When I got to the rest room it was a typical set up with half dividers between urinals. When I came in there was a short, early twenties guy with one of those silly Bieber type hair cuts, just unbuttoning his jeans at the first urinal. I didn't pay him much mind at first as I had to piss so bad it was almost "pee pee dance" time( If you know what I mean) and he was definitely not my type.
However once my own personal Niagara Falls got going I looked around and noticed that the guy wasn't pissing but looked, from his arm motions, like he was stroking himself....so of course I became intrigued and started staring. Guys if you are going to stroke at the urinal I am going to unabashedly watch. After about 20 seconds of staring he noticed me watching and turned and gave me a cute, shy smile...I was still pissing, but smiled back and gave him a nod in the hopes he would pull back and give me a look at his equipment.
I was starting to stiffen a bit as my flow began to diminish, but when he took my hint and pulled back, I went ramrod stiff. There before me was his semi hard cock...it was very thick, uncut, and about 7 inches long with an accompanying huge set of smooth nuts. I knew I had to touch it...he could see my stiff cock sticking out of my jeans and when I reached forward he looked around and nodded his head towards the handicap stall.
We retreated the the stall, post haste I got seated on the throne and turned my attention to the now fully hard, beautiful specimen of manhood in front of me. I wanted to suck it so badly my mouth was watering, but I don't suck strange cock without a rubber, no matter how beautiful or tempting. I told him this quietly and I could tell he was disappointed, but I told him I wanted to stroke him and watch him cum. He agreed.
Even completely hard his now 7.5-7.75" fat cock was still partially hooded. I moved my face close and inhaled. He had obviously not washed that morning, because he had a wonderfully strong scent of unwashed cock and balls...this heady perfume made me leak like a faucet. I then gently touched his shaft...I could feel his heartbeat throbbing in the network of fine veins that crisscrossed his silky smooth, and warm cock. I grasped and gently squeezed his big nuts in thier soft, hairless sack and he inhaled sharply....his cock flexed, expanded, and a large drop of pre-cum formed on his slit and started slowly oozing down towards my thumb which was gently massaging the underside of his shaft, just behind the thick head.
With my face still very close to his crotch, I slowly retracted his thick foreskin... the strong manly scent that assaulted my nostrils nearly made me cum on the spot. His head was huge and of the classic "German Helmet " type....when I saw his beautiful glans combined with the strong scent of a hot man... I nearly forgot my prohibition about not sucking uncovered strange cock, but somehow commen sense prevailed. However I couldn't stop my self from taking each one of his big balls into my mouth for a good suck while I gently stroked his leaking rod. We heard two men enter and take a piss, but there was no way I was going to stop until I watched this short, beiberesque, 20-something spill his hot seed. Eventually I realized that I had been in the bathroom for a good 10 minutes stroking this beautiful cock....by this time my hand was coated with his pre cum and he was very close.. his big balls had started pulling up towards his body....reluctantly I turned him to face the wall of the stall and started squeezing him very tightly in my hand. After about ten seconds of me stroking him like this he started gasping for air and fucking my fist. I decided to throw caution to the wind and took my hand from his balls and moved my thumb to his tight, sweaty pucker and pushed on his ring.
That was all it took....he thrust forward in my fist, his ring clamped down on my thumb, and the first of five very thick ropes of cum shot out of his beautiful cock. The young man nearly collapsed on top of me as he finished cumming. I stood up, cleaned my hands...wiped off the stands of pre-cum leaking from my still rock hard cock, tucked myself in my pants with much difficulty, and got ready to leave.
The young man had sat on the throne when I vacated it...he was slumped back with his eyes closed, his fat, now fully covered soft cock and big hairless balls still hanging out of his unbuttoned jeans, dribbling the last of his large load into the cold tiles of the floor....tiny beads of sweat were on his forehead. He looked so beautiful that I did something I rarely do with men...I bent over and gave him a kiss on the lips...he just smiled and said thank you.
I pulled out a card with our contact information on it and slipped it into his hand and told him that we would be in town until Saturday and if he was bi, or bi curious to contact us. I told him my wife would love a young hung guy like himself as a vacation present from me... he opened his beautiful blue eyes, smiled shyly, and said he had never been with a woman. I told him it never hurts to try, turned and exited the stall.....As I was washing my hands an old man at the urinal kept alternately staring at me and at the stall I came out of....I just winked and went to join my friend and our wives.
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