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public restroom story 2

I was a second year medical student and learning how to perform physical exams at a local physicians office. One the patients that came in was a very tall, well built, muscular fireman who was coming in for his annual physical. I was very distracted by his body the entire time I was doing the initial history. I was disappointed to learn he was married and had three children and that his wife and youngest two kids were in the waiting room while he finished his appointment. He was the last patient of the morning and I proceeded to examine him, enjoying every part of his body and couldn't help but to get a ragging hard on when I examined his penis and testicles. This guy was 6'2" with dark brown hair and blue eyes. His muscular chest had very pronounced pecs covered in hair and a treasure trail that ran down his perfectly sculped abs toward this massive 6 inch limp cock that was laying over these great, plump low hangers. We finished and the doctor I was working with came in to do the prostate exam and I stepped out to finish writing in the chart.

I left the office for lunch and headed to the basement of the building where the vending machines were so I could buy a soda. Before getting my coke, I went into the bathroom. I had not used that bathroom the whole month, but was struck by how large and echoey it was. The door was very loud when opening and then there was somewhat of a maze before walking into the actually restroom which first was lined with sinks, then the stalls and then tucked away were the urinals. I proceeded to walk toward the urinals and unzipped when I heard the loud restroom door swing open. A few moments later, the hot fireman whose balls I had just finished probing 15 minutes ago was standing there next to me.

He said, "Fancy meeting you here."

I chuckled like a little school kid and thought boy would my wife kill me if she even knew the thoughts that were running through my head because of this guy.

Well, I was about to finishing urinating when I noticed that Brian, the hot fireman was not peeing. I risked it and glanced over to him. I was in heaven as I found him standing at the urinal thrusting his hip forward with his arms relaxed at the side and just flexing his cock up and down. He was making his cock bounce and grow hard. I looked up to his face and he had a devilish grin.

He said, "I thought you might want a show. I noticed you became quite hard when you touched it." He paused and my heart began to race. By now the monster cock had grown into the most beautiful 9 1/2 inch thick rock hard piece of tube steak that any questions about me being bi were quickly answered.

"Do you want it?" I heard him say bring me back to the fact that there was a person attached to that cock.

I turned over slightly and got to my knees and began to lick the long shaft up and down. I followed the massive thick bulging veins of his cock with the tip of my tongue until I reached the base and then back up to the tip. I then went back down and placed his plump balls in my mouth and tea bagged him. He begged for me to chew on them, to put pressure and he grabbed onto my head and started ordering me to eat his nuts.

I was fully consumed in the moment that I did hear the door to the restroom open.

A woman's voice called out, "Brian, Brian, are you ok? Lance has to use the potty."

Brian said, "Shit, its my wife. We came down here to get the kids candy from the vending machines and I came in hear to spank one out thinking about you getting hard. I never thought you'd actually be in here."

"Stay here." he ordered and said "Send him in, I'll set him up". So I stayed on the floor, on my knees in front of a row of urinals like a dirty cocksucking whore while he walked over and set up his son in a stall. Due to the construction of the bathroom, the son never saw me.

Brian then walked over toward me, leaned into my ear and said, "I know you want to suck my daddy juice out of me, but you don't have much time. Try to get it... show me how much you really want it."

At first I was shocked and thought how could I with his son in the restroom. I think he caught on to this and brought me back to the moment because I then felt his massive hands grab my head and lean my mouth toward his cock. I didn't know what to do at this point. Fearing that his son would hear something and worse that his wife would find out and then report me to the office I had been working for ruining my start at my medical education, I proceeded to suck. I have him the best blow job I had given in my short life span as a cock sucker. I was fully committed and learned for the first time (fear being the greatest motivator) how to relax my throat muscles and deep throated his cock. He went wild and started fucking my throat. I grabbed onto his huge hairy, muscular thighs and began to go wild at the delicious taste of his precum. He then began grunting and started whispering, take it! eat it!

And then, he released an ocean of daddy juice into my mouth and I swallowed and guzzled down every drop except for some that leaked out of the right corner of my mouth. I hadn't noticed but I had cum without touching my cock and had squirted some cum on his hairy legs.

He grabbed me by my chin and lead me up to where we were almost face to face. He then leaned in and licked his cum off of my face and gave me a very deep french kiss. We stopped and I pointed to his legs.

He leaned in and whispered into my ear that he would leave it there as a sticky reminder of the pleasure I had provided him. He then turned around and walked toward the stalls, swung open the door to the one where his son was and I near fainted realizing the door had not been lock the entire time, but merely approximated to close and his son could have come out at any time.

I was freaked out and quickly walked to the sinks, washed my hands, rinsed my mouth, and made sure my clothes were back in order after cleaning off my dick. I walked out of the restroom and ran into Brian's wife who was holding there youngest child in her arms. I politely smiled and walked past her feeling guilty, but jealous at the same time realizing what she had in her bed every night.


Since then, I have enjoyed many restroom encounters. This was my first and still my hottest.

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