That’s when the door swung open. “Oh shit!” I blurted out. He quickly moved to cover my mouth and pushed my head back against the pipe work. This was no accidental invasion of privacy. “Listen kid. I’m sick of you comin’ in here being a prick tease,” he said sternly. “You come in here all the time. I seen you lookin’ at my shit. I think you like it. You put on your little show in the shower.
Then, drive back the same direction you came,” he continued and shut the door behind him. I was really fucking scared at this point. He really caught me off guard. Between him having my head bent back at an awkward angle and his near straddling me, I could do anything to get him off me. I was awe struck enough about getting caught masturbating, but now he was in the stall with me… naked.
I didn’t know what to do; I didn’t think it would actually happen. “If you scream, I’ll strangle you right here,” he hissed at me in a menacing whisper. I just shook my head the best I could with his hand pushing me back. He took his hand off of my mouth, but I kept my head in the same awkward position, staring wide-eyed up at him. That’s when I saw it. His fully erect cock was right in my face. “What do you want?” my voiced cracked in my fearful state. He obviously got off on my terror as he had a lecherous grin on his face.
“Do it,” he whispered. The words echoed in my head. I knew what he wanted. “Look. I’m not… I’m not gay.” I tried to convince the both of us. I wasn’t sure I was ready. I honestly never thought this would actually happen. “Just kiss it,” he compromised and scooted back a little bit. I looked back up at him and back down at it. He was still smiling. I felt disgusting. I leaned forward just a little bit and looked back up at him. “Just one kiss,” he reminded. God, it was big and I could smell it. It didn’t smell bad, it just smelled like him. It was a warm smell, if that makes any sense. Anyway, I thought if this would make all this go away, fine.
So I did it. I kissed the head of another man’s cock. It was different that I expected, softer. It was a very weird sensation, the warmth of it, mixed with that scent, and god it was so soft feeling. I’m not sure what I did, but something encouraged him. “Now suck it,” he whispered. “No. I can’t. I told you, I’m not gay,” I stuck to my story. “You already kissed it, what’s the difference? Do it.”
He pressed the issue. He put his hand on the back of my head and slowly moved my head closer. I closed my eyes and parted my lips just a little. When it touched my lips again, I just let it happen. I took it in as he pulled my head onto it. I was sucking his dick now. That soft feeling and the taste of him overwhelmed me. He wasted no time moving me up and down his cock. I don’t know how long he had me doing it, listening to him moan as I did, before I noticed his hand was no longer moving me.
Did this make me gay? I was sucking cock on my own. I had dreamed of this. I’d always wondered what it would be like, and now it was happening. I convinced myself he tricked me and I pulled away. “Look I did what you wanted. Now, please let me go.” I whispered to him. “Ok, but you took all the lotion off my cock. So put it back on,” he said the words and handed me his bottle of lotion. I looked up at him in disbelief and he spoke “You took it off when you were sucking it.
Just lotion me back up, then you can go.” I don’t know how he had gotten me to go this far. I squirted a bit of it on my hand and nervously extended my hand. When he noticed my timidity, he quickly snatched my wrist and PUT my hand on it. Instinctively, my fingers wrapped around it. This was a crazy feeling. I started to pump it a little bit to disperse the lotion.
For some reason, it just felt so much different than holding my own. I continued to basically jerk him off as I applied the lotion until I had even distributed the cream. When I finished, I gave him his lotion and tried to stand up, to let him know I had done all I was going to and I was ready to go. As I tried to slide out from under him, he grabbed under my arm, spun me around and pushed me against the wall.
I heard the bottle fart as he squeezed out more lotion. “Please! Not like this,” I pleaded. “Just relax. I’m not gonna do what you think I am.” he told me as he laughed to himself. He put his whole hand between my cheeks and I could feel the cold lotion on it. The where a lot of lotion on his hands, enough to probably cover from my knee to my ass. That’s not what he had in mind, however.
He rubbed it in between my butt cheeks in a motion similar to wiping ass. I tried to clench them together but with all the lotion it was useless. As he lotioned me up, I noticed his focus had shifted to a particular part of my ass. He began to rub his middle finger across my asshole through my clenched cheeks. I wasn’t sure how long I could resist him. My ass was starting to cramp and I could feel my strength failing in my glutes. As my protection gave in, he used his middle three fingers to rub circles on my ring.
“Boy, you sure are tight back here for what a little slut you act like,” he mocked me and laughed. “Please. I’m not…” I started but I was cut off. “You already sucked my cock. Its too late to take it back now,” I didn’t want to believe it, but he was right. He continued to ring my hole when I felt it. His middle finger had penetrated. It wasn’t a lot, but he continued to circle the inside, moving a little deeper, slowly. He was corkscrewing into me with his big finger. I tried to squirm but he had me held firmly in place.
It wasn’t long before I realized he was moving in and out. He was finger fucking me in this grimey bathroom stall. It was such an intense feeling. I could feel asshole clenching and relaxing on his finger. Then, all at once, he pulled out. My ass continued to pucker and open even without anything inside. He obviously noticed and said “Looks like you liked that.” I couldn’t speak; I was ashamed of myself. “I’m glad. You know it’s not rape if you like it,” he laughed at his reasoning. I had no reply.
With no obvious objection he did something that shouldn’t have suprised me but did. With his cock gripped at the base, he began to slap it against my butt cheek. He could have just put it in, but he wanted me to know what was comming. “Please don’t do this, not like this,” I again tried to plea my innocence. He put his dick in my crevice and just held it there. “Please no. You said you wouldn’t,” I reminded him of what he didn’t forget. He continued to build my anxiety as he started humping me.
This is why he wanted me to grease up his pipe. He just slid it up and down my crack, and there was nothing I could do to stop him. “Please no. Please don’t,” I said, basically speaking to myself as he didn’t stop. He pressed a knee inside my legs and forced me into a bull legged stance. “Don’t,” I weakly spoke through deep exhales. He started to get his weight under me as he humped me. I could feel his shaft pressing into my ass hole with each pump. He took a hold of his cock again, this time closer to the top with a thumb over his head. He positioned the tip on my asshole, but still in the upright position. “Oh god,” I said.