Burger King Bathroom

After Mike had torn my ass apart, I took a few weeks off to heal. I kept masturbating to all kinds of porn and chatting with lots of older guys during that time. I had hoped that Mike would of reached out but he had moved on. I had sent pictures of my gape and the damage he had inflicted on my once perfect tight hole but it was met with nothing. I had to come to the realization that I had to move on myself.

One night I was sitting at my computer naked chatting with a local guy. He had tools me he was a closeted gay man who happened to be married. We had exchanged pictures as we chatted in private room online. He was desperate to meet me and I kind of liked his persistence. I played hard to get, which was not that hard. I knew I was a bottom slut who liked to be used or at least I wanted to be. I didn't feel comfortable with him knowing where I lived so he suggested meeting at a Burger King bathroom. We talked it through on what he liked and what I was wanting to happen. So we agreed to meet just after 10:30pm there.

I was excited and nervous because I was familiar with the place and when I tested his knowledge of the bathroom, he gave perfect details. I parked at a nearby movie theater near the Burger King and walked in. I went straight to the men's bathroom. There I went into the large stall at the back and pulled down a changing table that was attached to the wall. I removed the green shorts I wore, my underwear, and my shirt. I left my socks snd running shoes on because the floor was sticky. I heard the main bathroom door open. It shut, I saw the shoes of the man I was to meet standing just under the door of the stall I was mostly naked in. He knocked two times gently, paused and did it again. That was the signal. I opened the door. This was my first experience where the pictures I had of him were terribly inaccurate! He was shorter than expected, more overweight, and he had aged poorly from the picture he had sent. I was already exposed as he walked in. I tried to hide my disappointment on how unattractive he was. No matter, he began to unbuckle his pants and he pulled his tiny cut cock out. I turned around and grabbed the handicap bar with both hands as I stuck my pale firm ass as back into him. He was breathing heavy as he massaged my fleshy backside. He chubby finger entered me and I grunted softly trying not to make too much noise. I looked back as I saw him stroking his tiny cock. I had hoped it would grow longer but it didn't much. He stopped fingering me swearing as he tried to get himself up. I was fully erect from the finger probing he had done to me. I turned around and the man stopped and just looked at my stiff rod that now pointed at him.

For a moment he stared at my seven inch extra thick cut cock with a nice mushroom shaped tip. I looked at this older ragged man, who seemed unsure what to do with me. He reached out and touched me. I jumped and made a short yelp from how lightly he touched me. I started to play with his tiny cock. He seemed more nervous than me. I caressed his hair ball sack and they seemed to withdrawal from my touch. My playing with his cock did nothing. The guy closed his eyes and muttered under his heavy breathing to get hard but it failed. The guy apologized, which I found sweet in an odd way of being there naked in a fast food bathroom with a guy I really didn't know. He began to pull his pants up and quickly tightened his belt. I tried to not look upset and asked if he wanted to give me a hand job. The man looked wide eyed and he smiled. I faced him as he stood to my side he had his right hand on my cock stroking it surprisingly gentle and his left rubbing my ass. I leaned back and held the handicap bar with my left hand. I held my right hand up and began to pinch and play with my nipples. I moaned and told him how good it felt. I suggested he use a firmer grip on my cock and jerk me hard. He tightened his grip a little more. I swayed slightly to accentuate fucking his hand. He was breathing hard, his nasty breath felt warm against my shoulder. Just then the door opened. We both stopped and moved away from our door stall. We heard the man unzip and start pissing into the urinal just a few feet away. I reached down excited about how taboo this was and took the man's hand placing it over my very stimulated cock. He looked at me shocked and I nodded and whispered to go fast and hard. He gripped me very tightly now. We were both electrified with the third party in the bathroom with us. He tugged hard yanking me forward and back. My bare ass touched the cool porcelain toilet. As the man jerked me off. The other man finished and was washing his hands. I wanted to cum while he was there!

The man walked out and the guy who was pulling down on me took a deep breath. He was fading fast, his face was pale as he exerted himself. I blocked him out and focused on shooting my wad for him. I moaned over his breathing knowing full well if someone came in now we wood be discovered. I didn't care, I was so close. I wasn't going to fight the urge to cum for a better trajectory. The man was wheezing so badly he stopped. I took over and jerked myself violently. The man had his hands on his upper thighs coughing loudly trying to get air. My whole body tightened up as I took a few last strokes. Then I released my seeds! I jerked and twisted as the first load erupted up and out a few feet into the air and hitting the back of the stall door. Two more came out lesser than the first also hitting lower on the door and the last oozed over my hands. The man gasped at how much had come out of me. He stared intently but made sure not to touch me or any of my juices. For effect, I took my cum soaked fingers and licked them off. Then rubbing cum from the door onto my chest, erect nipples, and abdomen. The man was repulsed! He unlocked the door and left at me. I thought it wood turn him on but I scared him off. I got dressed, washed my hands and left.

A few days later online, the man who had given me a hand job confessed. He wasn't gay but was curious. He had never been with another guy before and basically had lied about pretty much everything. He only thing he admitted was true that he was married. While it didn't go as planned, I found it more and more arousing replaying what had happened in my mind.