Before the renovation of Grand Central Terminal there was a little known mensroom off the downstairs waiting room. It was a great place to play. It had sort of a back room. You would enter the mensroom main room where there was a line of stalls against one wall and urinals against the other. There was also a doorway that led to a smaller room that had four of those old fashioned urinals (the big tall ones that went all the way down to the floor) and two stalls. Next to the lock on the wooden doors of the stalls, someone had used a pen knife to drill a peep hole so you could watch the urinals. The urinals were right up against each other. You couldn't help but see what was going on next to you!

The first time I visited, all the urinals were busy, so I went to one of the stalls. Noticing the peephole I leaned forward on the toilet to look out. I could see that the four men at the urinals were playing with each others's dicks! Occasionally, one of them would lean over and suck the other guys dick. By this time I was furiously masturbating. Everytime someone entered the room everyone would freeze until they were sure the new visitor was there for fun.

Somebody stood in front of the stall I was in so I couldn't see. I got up and pushed the door open slightly for a better view. It also meant that now I could be seen as well. The man who was in front of the door looked in and saw me standing there with my pants around my ankles and my dick in my hand. He was rubbing the front of his pants. he reached in and squeezed my cock. He began pulling and squeezing my dick. I fumbled with his pants until I had his dick in my hand. The two of us stood there jacking each other. He actually came before I did. But, as soon as I saw him blow his load I did too! We stood there panting for a moment. Then I pulled the door shut, sat down and wiped off my cock. That's when I noticed the cum all over my pants. I had no idea if it was mine or his!