A gay adult story: Campus Rumpus by G. Snave
One summer afternoon, I strolled into the spacious L-shaped bathroom at the University of Calgary. As I passed by the row of five urinals, I barely registered the presence of an older gentleman, around 40 years old, using the one closest to the divider. My attention was quickly captured by the figure standing at the urinal just beyond the divider – a young man whose face I recognized from years ago, when we had engaged in some steamy bathroom action at a downtown hotel. He had always been my crush – a stunningly handsome and kind individual. I recalled hearing that he had moved to Vancouver and, in fact, I had even spotted him once on English Bay during a visit to the coast.
Memories of our passionate encounter at that hotel washroom flooded my mind and I couldn’t help but get aroused. His impressive endowment was seared into my memory and the mere thought of it sent shivers down my spine. And now, here he was, in the flesh, standing at the urinal dressed in a black silk shirt and tight, faded blue jeans.
I was taken aback and didn’t know what to do. It was too late to quickly turn and take the urinal next to him, so I made a split-second decision and hurried into the nearest stall. My jeans were already unzipped and my growing erection was in my hand, poking out eagerly.
I looked down and under the wall of the stall I saw his left foot tapping slightly on the gray tile.
Now my cock was filling up with blood even faster.
Without even bothering with stuffing my erect 9″-er back in my jeans I just walked out of the stall and quickly stood beside him at the urinal.
He slightly turned his head and smiled at me.
I gave him a nervous smile back and my eyes instinctively traveled down towards his cock.
His silk shirt was unbuttoned to his navel and I had a good view of his waxed, smooth, tanned chest.
As my eyes dropped lower suddenly I felt my jaw dropping.
His cock was even bigger than I remembered.
As I stared at it, it went through my mind that he might have pumped it up with a vacuum pump before he came to the washroom.
Well, he was holding a thick, veined, 11 inch salami in his right hand.
From the corner of my eye I caught him looking at mine.
He was slightly bending forward to have a better look.
I turned towards him to show off my dick and almost instantly he did the same.
We were so wrapped up admiring each others cock that we totally forgot about the older guy at the urinal behind the partition.
I suddenly became aware of his heavy breathing and rhythmic, slapping noise he was making beating his cock.
As I looked over to my right I saw him peeking through the crack and beating his dick vigorously.
I just ignored him since I was too busy checking out this hot guy standing there beside me showing off his huge tool and expressing a healthy interest in mine.
We were standing there for about two minutes beating our meats when I started to drip the clear, glistening liquid from my piss slit.
It didn’t take him long to notice my precum ready to stretch from the tip of my cock towards the floor.
In a flash he was on his knees in front of me licking it off with the tip of his tongue, leaning back and looking up at my face to show me how far he can stretch it before it breaks.
Next thing I knew his hot, moist mouth was opening wide and I watched my cock slowly disappearing between his lips.
He took all 9″ of it down his throat without gagging.
I was watching his nose disappearing in my pubic hair and his eyes rolling back.
I was in heaven and from the _expression on his face I could tell that he was enjoying every inches of my thick cock immensely.
Not very many guys can deep throat my cock without gagging but he obviously had some practice at sucking cock.
He held my dick in his throat for a few seconds until I could see his face turning red and veins were popping on his forehead.
I knew that sooner or later he had to come up for air.
As he pulled his head back I could feel the tip of his tongue squeezing the precum out of the tube on the underside of my stiff cock.
He pulled back all the way and as he looked up and smiled at me, I could see the sticky, glistening precum connecting us.
He slowly whispered: “Beautiful dick, man”.
Without wasting much time he took a deep breath and went down on me again, slightly shaking his head as he forced my rock hard dick down his throat.
Suddenly, from the corner of my eye I saw the old guy standing a few feet away from us watching the action and beating his stiff dick.
I heard him whispering: “I’ll watch the door for you”.
I nodded and felt a little more secure that we will have some more time to jump up if somebody decides to come in to use the washroom.
As I looked back down the gorgeous cock sucker started to work on my dick creating a huge vacuum in his mouth and rhythmically bobbing his head up and down the whole shaft of my cock.
As I looked down I could see him working his huge, veined cock with his right hand.
He was beating it hard with fast, long strokes and suddenly stopped and pulled the skin back hard.
Now I could see a puddle of precum on the tile in front of him.
He was moaning loud as his hot, soft mouth was milking my cock closer to squirting a huge load.
With his left hand he reached up under my shirt and started to work my erect nipples.
I was close to ecstasy.
My ears were buzzing and my vision started to blur (maybe because of the lack of blood in my head) as every muscle in my body started to tense up including my cock.
I was close to exploding into his mouth when suddenly he stopped.
My cock was still in his mouth but he didn’t move at all.
It took me a few seconds to realize as I was slowly loosing the urge to shoot, that he was just playing with me.
Later he started to suck my dick again as I got stiff and ready to shoot he stopped again.
He was keeping me on the edge of shooting for about 10 minutes which seemed like hours.
Nobody ever made me feel that hot ever since.
I could tell he was keeping himself on the edge too by beating his stiff cock and suddenly stopping and letting go of it.
The puddle of precum was getting bigger and bigger in front of him.
The old guy who was watching us (and hopefully the door too) was in heaven too.
We heard his low moaning as he was taking in every second of the show we put on for him.
He was beating his hot, uncut 8″-er and was dripping a lot of precum too.
Lucky for us it was a quite afternoon and nobody came in to use the facilities.
Finally that gorgeous cock sucker had mercy on me and after teasing me for such a long time he went home on my dick.
This time he didn’t stop.
I felt my body going stiff, my balls rising up against the base of my rock hard dick and pushing my pelvis forward towards his mouth.
I let out a loud moan to warn him that the gushing will start in a second and as I did my body started to shake.
I almost passed out as the first rope of hot jizz flew out of me right into his mouth.
I could feel his surprise as my cum hit the back of his throat with force.
His bobbing slowed down and he pulled back a little to savor the taste of my cum that was filling his mouth fast.