Public Toilet Cum Shower

I was walking home from work through the park late one afternoon feeling extremely horny having not masturbated for about three days because my girlfriend’s parents were staying with us and in between working and showing them around town I had no time to myself. I took the long way home so I could stop by the public toilets in the park to read the things written on the walls while stroking a quick load off, as I sometimes do.

My girlfriend doesn’t know it ,but I love cock, especially the anonymous, no-strings-attached kind I’ve now and then sought in public places known for that type of activity, I think they call it cottaging in England. As I neared the old brick building in the far corner of the park I looked around and the only person in the park was a man on the other side of the park jogging. I skirted the fence and discreetly slipped inside the male side of the toilet. I entered the second cubical and closed the door behind me. The stall was filthy and had a foul, musty smell. The floor was wet and the walls and door were covered in messages left by men seeking sex.

I unbuckled my belt and ley my trousers and underpants fall to the floor. Sitting on the toilet holding my erect penis I read the messages and began to stroke. The dirty, stinking atmosphere of the dark toilet cubical aroused me and instantly brought me close to orgasm. I love being in a filthy and depraved public place where many others had masturbated, met other men and masturbated together, shared semen and probably fucked.

I was reading a message written on the wall that detailed someone’s desire to have a total stranger suck his penis when the door to the toilet suddenly swung inward. The man I had seen jogging in the park stood in the open doorway looking down at where I sat holding my cock with a stunned expression on my face. There was no lock on the door, I thought I would hear someone entering the toilet block and if I did I would quickly pull my trousers up and act as though I was there too use the facilities for what they are intended, but he snuck in and I didn’t have the chance. I froze. He stood with a slight smile on his face and seemed to enjoy my panic.

I went to pull up my trousers but he moved towards me and I sat back not knowing what to do in such a situation. He was tall and athletic looking with broad shoulders extending out of the singlet he wore. Through his tight fitting football shorts I could see a massive bulge and after he closed the door behind him I found myself staring at his crouch. I looked up at the handsome stranger smiling down at me. My heart was racing, not only from the heightened state of sexual arousal my hand had brought myself to, but also from the sheer thrill of being naked from the waist down in a public toilet with an extremely sexually appealing man who was clearly willing to engage in sexual activity.

He slid his hand down the front of his shorts and I watched as he took out a half erect penis that was beautiful, perfect and frighteningly enormous. Twice before I had met with strangers in public toilets and both of those occasions had been bitterly disappointing. I had met with men not nearly as attractive as the one stood before me and had masturbated with them out of politeness. I had even taken their penises into my mouth and tasted the sperm that they gave me and pretended to myself that I was grateful. But I had never been in a place I so dearly associated with erotic desire with someone so suited to my impressions of sexual want.

My eyes were transfixed on his magnificent penis as he slowly started to run his hand back and forth over the long, thick shaft. His cock grew larger with every throb and stroke until he was holding a fully erect example of the most brilliantly flawless penis I had ever seen. It was then that I realised I was holding my own erection in my hand and now that it was clear what his intentions were I got over the initial shock of being caught masturbating in a public toilet by a total stranger and began to relax. Relax isn’t the right word because I was frantic with excitement over anticipation of what would happen next. What happened next took a forever to happen because we watched each other masturbate for a long time. I sat there staring at his throbbing mass of lust for what seemed like eternity, totally oblivious in my heightened state of arousal to the outside world.

I could have brought myself to orgasm at any time but I stalled the movement of my hand to delay the impending discharge of semen. I knew my post-ejaculation feelings would be those of guilt, embarrassment and worry at the sudden recognition of my situation when the erotic lust of I was currently absorbed by instantly dissolved. He had to come first. I sucked saliva into my mouth and licked my lips in anticipation of being offered the chance to hold and take into my mouth his furious wand of pulsating flesh and taste the luscious fluid leaking from it’s eye. When he took a step forward I spread my lips wide in oral acceptance of his superb member.

He paused holding his cock temptingly teetering inches from my waiting mouth. I heard him expel a few short audible breaths and extended my tongue welcoming realisation of the his imminent ejaculation. The first spurt shot directly into my left eye, blinding me and leaving to me witness the subsequent gushes through tactile acknowledgement alone. Each of his spurts would have been at least double one of my own sperm releases and I expected each after the fifth to be the last and I had lost count by the time the cum pumping slowed to a dribble. I took hold of the beautiful cock and guided the head over the cum splattered all over my face.

The disgustingly salty, warm taste of his sperm was subverted by the context and became a delicious cream that I gathered with a finger and savoured upon my tongue. He took his drooping cock back into his shorts and turned to leave the toilet cubical. He paused to look back at me, sitting on the toilet covered in cum, masturbating furiously. He turned back to face me and took his limp but still stunning penis back out of his shorts. I took off my shirt and continued masturbating while he pissed all over my lower body.

He then left and I kept on stroking my erection until I poured my load of semen all over my stomach. I dried myself off with my shirt and went home pretending I had not been showered with cum by a beautiful stranger in a public toilet.