The Men’s room at Jack (MM) 
Author: BbYstander
(bbystander2001@yahoo.com)

Disclaimer aka small print aka legalese aka bullshit.  This story is a work of pure fiction.  It is meant for the reader to indulge in their fantasies.  If you're under 18 you're obviously not supposed to be reading this (atleast in USA) so please go play Nintendo or something.  If you want to know why you can't read this, write a letter to your State Assembly Representative or Congressman.  If you wish to distribute this story or post it on your website please include this disclaimer, and the credits along with it.  I'd also appreciate if you fire an e-mail my way to let me know.

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I felt him staring the moment he sat down in the empty booth adjacent to mine.  He sat sideways across from me, one leg propped on the seat and his arm dangling over the divider between our booths.  I tried to avoid looking up, focusing instead on the textbooks that lay in front of me, but he continued to stare unabashed.  Unable to resist I stole a peek and out of the corner of my eye I saw him smirk.  He knew.  

I tried to busy myself with my books, randomly flipping pages trying to act busy.  Yet I was unable to concentrate.  The weight of his stare bore down on me.  I felt compelled to look up, straight at him and this time I smiled, ever so slightly.  He grinned, and I quickly looked away, somewhat shyly.  Moments later I turned towards him again, this time holding my gaze to get a better look.  His skin was dark, dark brown.  His face was square with curly black hair and a trimmed mustache.  He wore a grey tee-shirt and faded jeans.  The shirt was sleeveless, exposing his sinewy arms and a fuzz of hair near his armpits.  The grin on his face was large, exposing pearly teeth contrasting against his dark complexion.  Beads of sweat clung to his forehead, along with sprinkles of dust and grime.  He seemed so dirty.

As he kept staring, it was apparent that he was enjoying my discomfort.  He formed his lips into a slight ‘O’ pointed directly at me.  I shrunk back meekly, unable to avert my eyes.  He smiled again now a smirk, and then nodded motioning towards the bathroom.  I sat there unsure of what to do.  He sensed my hesitation and motioned yet again, assertively with a stern expression across his face.  I understood and complied.  I left my books, my calculator, and my backpack, and slowly got up and walked towards the restroom.  I turned in to the small vestibule and entered the men’s room.  It was empty.  For a moment I stood there not knowing what to do and started feeling somewhat stupid.  I turned to the urinal which was in niche near the door and started to pee.  As I stood for a seeming eternity, I heard the door open behind me.  I dared not move.  I stood even as I was done leaving my penis hanging out.  It was then I felt his presence behind me.  I felt the warmth of his breath on my neck as he moved in close.  I felt his cock press against my buttocks, digging into me.  Finally I saw his dark brown hand reach from behind and wrap around my penis, as his cock pushed even harder against my buttocks.  I closed my eyes enjoying the sensation and then suddenly it was gone.  The hand, the presence, everything was gone.  I turned around to see the door to the handicap stall swing back to a close.  My cock still dangling from my fly, I walked to it and entered.  

He stood in front of me, a giant of a man, well built and muscular.  I paused briefly to close the latch on the door behind me and then stood to face him.  He simply gazed at me, his eyes continuing to exert his dominance.  I took a small step forward and unbuttoned my shirt.  Another small step and I unbuttoned my pants.  A third step and he finally moved forward to meet me.  His hands brushed against my shoulders and then caressed down my arms taking my shirt off me.  As my shirt dropped his hands slid across my back into my pants, grabbing hold of my waist making me to turn around so my back was to him.  His fingers slid through the waist band of my boxer shorts and pushed them down my thighs along with my pants till both articles of clothing fell past my knees to the floor.  His left hand slid up my thigh and dug into the crevice of my buttocks as the right hand lingered around my legs, helping raise each one by one to help me step out of the clothing.  Finally I was completely naked.
  
I stood silently my back to him awaiting his want of me.  The chill of the air in the restroom added to my discomfort.  Behind me I heard the sound of a zipper come undone, a grunt or two and finally the sound of clothes dropping to the floor.  I felt the poke of his naked cock against the cheek of my bare buttocks.  Deliciously smooth but hard as rock, it pressed against my butt cheek, sliding inwards towards the space between my legs.  His hands wrapped around me, one across my chest, the other around my penis.  I felt his cock strain against my buttocks as he pressed his body further into mine.   

He started grinding into me while gently stroking my penis.  I closed my eyes letting him use me as he pleased.  Finally he stopped, and once again I was abandoned, by his hands and his cock.  This time I turned around, aching to look at the object that I so desired.  As it entered my view, my mouth hung agape at its majesty.  I fell on my knees to worship my master’s organ as it stood before me in all its glory.  On my knees I slowly took his cock in both my hands.  Gently I stroking it I prepared myself to pay homage to it.  My mouth opened slightly and I started to lick the head, gently flicking it with my tongue.  The monster shaft twitched in my hands as I drew closer now, with my mouth directly under the shaft.  My tongue snaked around the soft flesh, towards his scrotum.  The smell of his sweat overpowered me as I started to lick his ball sack.  Gently I took one in my mouth before removing it and doing the same with the other.  I worked my tongue back up the shaft, licking around the bottom and the sides till once again it finally came to rest on the mushroom head.  I gazed up at him, for a moment, only to make sure he approved before I took a deep breath and swallowed as much of his length as I could.  My mouth stretched around his shaft, the bulbous head hitting the back of my tongue, I started to move my head up and down around his giant prick trying to work more of it in.  My mouth began to tire yet I continued determined to swallow it whole.  I felt the head of his cock hit the back of my throat and then all of a sudden his hands pushed the top of my head down on him, forcing the rest of his enormous shaft deep into my mouth.  I choked, gagged and coughed but he stayed his hand.  Finally he let go, letting me come up for air.  I gasped and coughed as I tried to regain my composure, but he did not give me much rest.  He grabbed me by the shoulders, lifting me off the floor and on to my feet.  He pushed me towards the toilet seat, pulled the cover down and made me sit down on it.  His powerful arms pulled me forward so my buttocks rested on the edge of the seat, before lifting both my legs off the ground so I was half-lying, half-sitting on the tiny seat with my head against the tank.  One of my legs was pushed against my chest with my foot resting on his shoulder and the other spread wide leaving me open to his desires.  His giant cock was pointed towards my anus.  Knowing what was to come, wanting what was to come, yet fearing it, I begged him to let me lubricate myself.  He obliged, and spit in to my hand and made me rub it into my anus.  No sooner was I done he grabbed me by the hips and thrust his cock into me, tearing past the sphincter muscle deep inside of me.  I felt my insides split as his cock pushed through, sinking deeper in me.  My penis twitched and hardened to the point it hurt.  Finally when he was buried inside me he eased the pressure.  I took a deep breath enjoying this brief respite.  However rest was not allowed.  Slowly he drew back, and his cock snailed out of my anus till only the head remained lodged in my ass before he drove his cock back inside with a powerful thrust.  I yelped in pain, but he did not care.  As soon as his pelvis crashed against my buttocks, he pulled back out and then shoved his giant cock right back inside of me.  With each powerful thrust my body shuddered.  His balls slapped against my buttocks with each shove sending jolts of pleasure through me.  As I got used to his cock sliding back and forth inside of me I started to heave my buttocks to meet his thrusts.  I wrapped one leg around his buttocks while the other remained on his broad shoulder, trapped between his body and mine.  He started to groan, his thrusts become shallower but urgent.  And then with all his might he rammed his manhood deep inside of me one last time before I felt his warm, gooey sperm splatter inside my anus.  He shot once, twice before pulling out and shooting a third across my cock and stomach.  One hand still on his cock trying to aim, the other grabbed my head pulling it towards his wonderful tool.  Another load shot across my face before I finally managed to envelop it in my mouth.  The bitter taste of my ass mixed with his salty cum turned me on even more.  I started to jerk myself furiously as the last of his cum shot in my mouth.  The warm liquid hit the back of my throat and dutifully I swallowed it in one gulp.  I continued to suckle his cock as I started to cum furiously, my sperm shooting in the air and then falling back coating my hand and my stomach.  As I slowed down the jerking motion, his hand brushed across my penis.  I let go and he wrapped his fingers around it, rubbing my semen into me.  I continued to suck him till finally he pulled out and pushed me away.  He pulled up his pants, buckled his belt and then turned around and left, leaving me in the stall, lying on the toilet like a discarded piece of toilet paper.                         
