Some years ago, I was enjoying an autumn walk around my neighbourhood. A couple of miles from home I felt the need for a pee. Being in a built-up area, there was nowhere to go by the roadside, so I held on for a few minutes until I reached a public toilet.
Not the nicest, old and grotty, but needs want, so in I went. There was just one urinal, one cubicle, and a wash basin beside which was a much younger man washing his hands. I went past him, unzipped, got my cock out and immediately released my pent-up bladder. As my stream eased off, I heard a rustling behind me. The young man was still there, he smiled at me and subconsciously, as I turned my head, I relaxed my face and gave him a soft smile back.
“Waiting for Godot?”
It wasn’t meant as a signal, but he took it as one, he stepped close behind me and wrapped one arm around me and grasped the hand holding my cock. I took my hand away and let him play with my rapidly hardening shaft, then half turned my body towards him, upon which he pressed his lips against mine and pushed his tongue into my mouth.
We stood there, I felt a surge of need, a desire to have him play with me and satisfy me. We shuffled into the cubicle, he closed and locked the door. I released my belt and let my trousers fall to the ground, standing with legs apart on either side of the pan. He knelt in front of me, pulled back my foreskin and swallowed my cock to the root. I could feel the back of his throat tickling my now sensitive cock head. Looking down, I watched his head move back and forth as he sucked me hard as a rock. My hips started to thrust involuntarily, I was in cottaging heaven.
He stopped sucking, held my cock in his hand and gently wanked me, then looked up, locking his eyes on mine.
“I want you to fuck my hole."
I nodded and somehow we shuffled around in the confined space until he was bent over the pan, bare cheeks in the air. Neither of us had any lube, so I took a large glob of spittle and rubbed it over my cock head, adding to the pre-cum that was already oozing from my slit. Then I leant forward, and pulled his cheeks apart with my hands, until my cock was lined up against his sphincter and pushed once - nothing happened, then a second try, and I was inside him. Gently, I rocked back and forward, each thrust going in a bit deeper until there was nothing to see between my pelvis and his flesh.