This is how it happened to me on my second time with a man.
The first time had happened 2 years before, while I was in Germany. Now I was living in the greater Toronto area, in Mississauga. I was in the habit of, on a nice day, to go sunbathing at a park nearby where I lived in Port Credit. My usual spot was always available, since hardly anyone would go there during the day, most of the people I knew were working durring these hours.
I knew that some people met in the public washrooms, in that park since I saw some of the graffiti on the walls in the stalls, they were quite explicit. I tried to call some of the phone numbers I read on the walls but as one would expect most of them turned out to be just idiots who wrote down their number, in the spurt of the moment when they were there. And none of the so called "appointments" ever panned out. But I managed to get a few shows of guys jacking off in the next stall to mine a few times, this only helped into getting me hotter and hotter. I would return the shows also don't kid yourself. I would take forever in masturbating, using my precum as lubricant, and licking my fingers making sure they saw me doing so through the peep holes in the separating walls. Sure I came most of the times, but it was never satisfactory, it was never like the real thing.
One day as I was laying down on my towel, watching the lake shore, and the waves coming and going. I heard a Volkswagon camper coming in the parking lot. I saw a tall 6ft 2 -6ft 4 man getting out of it. he was a red head with a well trimmed beard, not muscular but well defined body. He went to the men's room, then came out, walked around the park, then back to the washroom, and he repeated this path a couple of times until he came up to the small hill where I was laying.
He walked by me ever so slowly, I was laying on my stomach, but I could feel his eyes burning holes through my red bikini bathing trunks. I saw him going back to the men'sroom, then as I saw him coming out again, I opened my legs as far as they would go and pulled my arms under my chin, as to lift my head, to see where he was going. He was coming around to me again but this time from the side where my feet were. I felt as though someone was watching me, but I didn't move. Then I heard him coming from behind me. I'm not sure but I think I heard him whistle just before he passed me.
After he passed me he went to the lake shore, and sat on one of the rocks there. I got up and went to the men'sroom. I went to the last stall on the right hand side, it was the one where the handicaps would go if there ever was a handicap that could go to this park, although so far since I'd been there none ever showed up. I knew that in this stall there was plenty of room for me to stand, and to let my next stall neighbour see me through the peep hole in the wall. Then I heard someone come in the washroom, and get in the next stall. From underneath I could see it was him. Me having been laying down as he was walking by me earlier, I recognized his sandals and socks. I tried to look through the hole, only to meet one of his eyes. I pulled back sorta surprised. I got up in what I knew was his full view, and sensually removed my trunks, taking good care to expose my butt to him as I bent over to remove them. When I turned around I was already semi-erect, so I did what came naturally, I began stroking it close enough for him to see me do it, but not too close so he couldn't focus on it.
Then I heard some movement in the next stall, so I quickly sat down and continued to masturbate, this time putting my eye to the hole. I couldn't see him, so I looked underneath the wall to see if I could see where he went, after all maybe the guy was straight, and I had shocked him beyond what I thought. I couldn't see where he was until I looked in front of my stall door, and then I saw him peeking through the crack the door made with the wall frame. At this point I boldly got up and showed him my goods, having picked the largest of the stalls I had room to move. As I was still masturbating, some precum had started to seep at the tip, looking straight at him in the eyes, I used my finger to pick it up, and sensually brought it to my lips, pushing my tongue forward to lick the tip of it. All the while I was watching him rub his mid part. Then he told me to open the door, which I did. He came in my stall, as I said there was plenty of room, since I had picked the handicapped one. Then he complimented me on how nice a body I had, he took hold of my cock and squeezed it hard, he was pulling on it just as hard. He grabbed me by the back of my head and kissed me passionately. As he was kissing me I could feel him getting harder against me, he had my cock between his legs and he was squeezing it, he was grabbing my butt and spreading my cheeks, I could feel one of his fingers trying to get into my hole, all the while his tongue was long and making its way in my throat it seemed.
I was feeling his cock pressing against his jeans, so I undid his belt and lowered his zipper and took his cock out. I was flattened, it must have been 5 inches around and a good 10 inches uncut, and he wasn't fully hard yet, I just had to suck this gorgeous cock, I got down sitting on the toilet seat and took it in my mouth. Although I tried my darndest I couldn't suck it all, but I could feel him getting harder and harder in my mouth. Once he was nice and hard he asked me if I wanted to be fucked. I was apprehensive to being fucked in a public washroom, especially when I could heard the ladies coming and going from their side of the building and hear them pee and then flush their toilet. But as to reassure me he kissed me, I could feel his cock him being in front of me and feel it way pass my behind. I reached behind my buttocks and could feel his tip passing clear off my butt. I couldn't believe it, I was really touching just how much of his cock was longer then the thickness of my body. He stopped kissing me and put a finger in my mouth and told me to salivate it, then he went back to kissing and exploring my mouth with his tongue, while one of his hands was spreading my cheeks and the finger I has just wetted was poking into my hole.
Then he stopped kissing me and turned me around, he told me to bend over, and then I could feel one of his fingers getting deep into me, I was surprised at the length of his fingers, but all the while I was pushing against it to get it to go deeper into me. Then I hear some noise from outside our stall door, I turned to look and saw a man standing there with his cock out stroking it looking at us. He was in his forties and dressed in a business suit. I sorta unbent a bit and allowed him in, he sat on the toilet seat. I went back to my original position and since I had his cock only inches away from my mouth I did the only thing I could do. I took him in my mouth, and began an up and down motion sucking him the best I could, he wasn't long about 6 inches, he wasn't as large as me either, but he felt good in my mouth. Then I felt a pressure against my butt, I knew it was my backside partner pushing his cock to the rim of my hole. I relaxed and let him in a bit, it hurt when he was coming in, so I held his legs a bit as to stop him, the only response I got from him he shoved my head forward onto the other guys cock and had me take him deep into my mouth, then I felt a long strong push and he was in. He stopped there for a minute, then he began a slow in and out movement, all the while grabbing by cheeks real hard. The man I was sucking reached forward and grabbed my balls real hard, then he started pulling on then just as hard.
The tall bearded guy in my butt was now moving faster with more insistence. Involuntarily I was rocking with him, for him, meeting his every thrust, as he was moving I matched his pushing motion with my sucking motion, and I felt the man sitting down get harder and then he told me he was going to cum, I stayed there and allowed him to unload his thick hot load in my mouth and I didn't even lose a drop. Then my butt fucker was still moving and the guy sitting down told me to let him go, so I did, and I allowed the guy fucking me to go all out no one was touching my cock and then I was as hard as rock and I started to cum, the guy sitting down tried to get as much of it as he could in his hand and then told me I should have told him I was cunming so he could get it all. With me cumming and my butt spasming at every shoot I had, my lover let out a loud gasp and came himself also deep into my butt. Then I heard the toilet being flushed from the ladies side and heard someone come out of the ladies room from across the wall. Then my lover pulled his limp cock from my butt and kissed me deep, while I was kissing him the guy sitting on the seat started to suck me, and to my surprise I got hard again, he sucked me until I came one more time, once I was empty he let go of it, not before he gave my balls a real hard squeeze.
Once I had cum, I looked to find my lover but already I could hear his Volkswagen camper starting, and by the time I went outside he was already making his way out of the parking lot.
Since he was gone, there was not much I could do, the guy who was sitting on the toilet seat was making his way to his car and sat himself at the wheel. Then I made my way to the water and got in to bout under my armpits, I lowered my trunks and began to clean myself up. As I made my way to the water, I noticed a lady sitting in one of these lawn chairs. Then I saw her get up and come directly toward me to where I was in the water, she tossed me a bar of Ivory soap, and said that from what she heard I might need it, she had a smirk of «I know what you did », I took the bar of soap and used it to clean up. I gave it back to her when I got out of the water. She still had this « I know » smile. I then proceeded back to my towel and laid back on my stomach, and resumed my surveying the park. I could still see the guy who was sitting on the seat of the car, but from where I laid I couldn't tell weather he was in it or not.
Then to my astonishment, he came from behind me and sat right beside me, he asked me if I did this often, I told him the last time I had been fucked was 2 years before, he looked at me in disbelieve. He asked me if I liked having a cock in my butt, I told him that as far as I was concerned, it was the best feeling I could ever have had in my entire life. He then got up redressed his suit and whipped it clean of some grass cuttings that had clung to it, he reached in his pocket and dropped a business card, and told me that he was available only a phone call away. I said thanks and then watched him as he got away to his car, started it and went away.
This might sound bold or even weird, but this is the honest truth. I knew then I could never go back to be a straight heterosexual, never in a hundred years, not having these thoughts in my head, and having these thoughts raising my other head.
I saw the man who fucked me one more time this summer, but I didn't allow him to fuck me since the last time he did he hurt my hole so bad. But I sucked him dry though, he said he was sorry for hurting me, he wished he had taken more his time to do me, once he came he told me that the next time he would get a motel room from the very nearby motel. But this was the last time I ever saw him. I went back there every day, and only saw people who gave shows through the peep hole all summer.