It’s August and nothing much is happening around here. A guy is online and we chat. He’s visiting from the west coast for a couple days. He wants to meet up but it’s already too late today.
Come morning, I message him. Of course he can’t host. I suggest my favourite bathroom. “Can we turn off the lights?” he asks.
“Nervous?”
“Not at all I’m just new to guys.”
I’m near the building now so I check it out. This public bathroom has a light switch, but it does nothing.
“No, there’s no switch :(“ I tell him.
He suggests a different spot – he’s already used it this week. It’s in the campus building next to my usual spot.
I decide to pay a visit to check it out. It’s the middle of a busy hallway. People, especially campus staff, are constantly streaming by. It’s dangerous here. I go in and sit down, flick the light switch. The room is plunged into darkness. I text him, lit only by the blue glow of my screen.
“OK.”
“I’m gonna get ready and shower quick. I’ll tell you when im on my way. Take me like 5-10 min walk.”
“I can’t wait to feel your cock down my throat.”
“Awesome. Would be hot af if ur already in there waiting for my cock. Better be waiting there with your clothes off,” he texts me.
“Yes sir!”
I leave and get some stuff done. I can’t concentrate though. My cock is pressed against my shorts in anticipation. When the time comes, I duck into the bathroom, lock the door, and turn off the light. The room is dark and eerie and I can’t see a thing, except by the light of my phone screen. As ordered, I strip to my underwear and wait, practising kneeling on the cold tiles.
After forever, he says he’s there and I hear a quick knock at the door. I flick open the door and he walks in. I’ve never seen his face and in the darkness I can’t even tell what nationality he is. He walks over to the end of the bathroom, in the corner where he could see everything. Then he unzips his jeans and slowly slides them down.
I wait in front of him until he pulls out his cock. Slowly, he offers it to me. I swallow around the fleshy pole that invaded my throat, sending massaging ripples around his dick. It seems to drive him crazy. He places his left hand on the back of my head and holds it there firmly and gently while he slowly bucks his hips, pushing his cock deeper into my mouth.
“Fuck that feels so good,” he whispers, as he pulls his cock out of my mouth, glistening and holding it before me. “I want you to flick the tip. I love that.”
I stick out my tongue and gently flick it against his slick cock head, savouring the feel of its pulsing warmth. “Oh fuck yeah,” he breathes. He reaches behind himself and fingers his asshole. “Keep doing that.”
Knowing he likes the end stimulated, I grasp his dick in my fist and start to slap my own lips with it, making wet smacking noises. “Oh that feels so fucking good,” he utters. Every muscle in his body tenses. His sudden stillness spurs me on. I reach under with my other hand and massage the underside of his balls, feeling the weight of them in my palm.
He bucks wildly. “It’s happening,” he grunts, “oh fuck.” A hot flood of jizz spews into my mouth. I plunge down deeply, nose against his groin, savouring the feeling of his hot thick seed gushing against my throat. Panting, he slumps against the wall, and his dick slips from my lips.
I look up at him, but though my eyes are used to the darkness, I still cannot make out his face. He slowly pulls up his pants, and utters his thanks.
“I’ll leave first, ok?” he says.
“Sure.”
He quickly opens the door and steps out into the busy hall. I lock it behind him. That was fun.