The screw holes in the wall of a divider between the urinals long gone, my pants unzipped, my cock in hand, and my bladder drained.  I stood there for what must have been at least a few minutes looking at the cock belonging to the person who stood at the urinal next to me.  It was thick, almost as thick as my friend's was hard.  Not as long as my friends when he was was hard but he was definitely longer than my friend's cock was when it was soft. 

Things happened in this bathroom, despite the attempts by the management of the skating rink to stop it.  The bathroom tended to go unused unless the upscale bar/restaurant was open.  It wouldn't be open on a Sunday at all, let alone shortly after the rink itself opened.  Not surprisingly, the bathroom had a strong smell of aged cum, almost like adult novelty stores with private theater cubicles. 

The person standing next to me was a decent looking 40ish man.  His clothing would hide his well muscled physique, his copious amounts of trimmed chest and pubic hair.  His look and attire suggested he was a man out of place for the seediness of this restroom, but so was I.  He shook the remaining pee from his cock.  As he held it in his hand it grew to what seemed like immense proportions, then he asked if I wanted to suck it.

It seemed like forever that I stood there looking at this cock, now fully erect in his hand.  His offer echoed through my head and a flood of adrenaline streamed through my body.  A strong feeling of arousal washed over me that I felt in my abdomen.  The words stumbled from my mouth, but eventually I nodded and let out a grunt meant to suggest agreement.  He directed me into the only cubicle in the bathroom.

A sizable handicap stall in an otherwise ancient restroom, the walls were littered with restroom poetry, graffiti and offers of sexual gratification.  The stall was dimly lit, the effect of a low ceiling with a light centered over the urinals rather the room.  The divider wall was clearly covered in cum from prior sexual exploits.  You got the feeling the restroom was only used in extreme emergencies for its intended purpose.  His large manly hands wrapped themselves around my ass as he kissed me. 

He took off my coat, then his, throwing them into the far corner.  Supposedly a clean spot but likely just less grungy than the rest.  We picked up kissing again, this time his tongue going deep in my mouth.  It was much more aggressive and intense than before.  We came up for breath and I took his cock into my hand.  Raising it upright as he once again drew us together in a kiss.

We came up for another breath and he told me to suck his cock.  As we separated, it was evident that a generous amount of precum spewed from his cock onto my shirt.  I couldn't quite believe what I was about to do.  He was only the second guy I had done anything with.  A stranger, in a raunchy restroom.  Maybe it was the isolated nature of the restroom, the smell of cum in the air, or an innate desire, but I was on my knees eyeing his cock.  The feeling in my abdomen overwhelmingly strong, my head slipped forward, my mouth open and my tongue out slightly over my teeth and lip.  I took him inside me.

My lips glided over the precum slickened head.  Although the smell of soap from his shower filled my nostrils, there was a still a strong musky odor present.  The musky odor filled my senses.  Despite my sincerely pedestrian efforts at a blow job, he seemed thoroughly pleased.  He encouraged me to use my hand on his shaft and balls, but his moans implied I was better than I thought.  

He maneuvered his hand behind my head, at first drawing me deeper onto his cock.  With my tonsils long gone, there was definitely extra room in my mouth for his cock but not enough to go deep on him.  I began gagging and he let off, but the reason for his aggressiveness was becoming evident. 

The his cock became engorged, the ridge around his head so firm my lips gave way to his firmness as I drew him out of my mouth.  His breathing began to increase in intensity, his panting and moans intensified.  A spasm of cum filled my mouth and nose with his musky cum, then moments latter the full torrent.

His cum quickly filled my mouth oozing out the sides before I could swallow what was in my mouth or accept more.  It was a cum thick with sperm and tasted of it.  It made me feel good.  Not only did I get him off, but behind me was an experience with another guy.  It was empowering. 

The tightness in my abdomen was easing as I drew the cum from the sides of my mouth up and into my mouth, sucking clean my finger.  Likewise, cleaning his cock with some intense sucking.  The feeling of my lips and tongue over his cock turned me on.  His cum was the best I had ever had and I wanted every drop of it in my mouth.  But he had other plans.

After getting finishing his cock, I got to my feet where he greeted me with a kiss before pulling up my shirt.  slightly dumbfounded I let him pull off my shirt before I asked what he was doing.  He asked if I wanted to be fucked.  Once again, the feeling in my abdomen returned.  I had seen pictures, even read stories about sex with men, but my friend and I hadn't yet crossed that bridge.  Not knowing quite how it worked or what was involved, I agreed.

I now understand better why so much cum was covering the wall of the cubicle.  Our clothes removed, my hands against the cubicle wall, my ass out, I prepared for whatever was to come.  First would be a long finger covered in lube.  Initially he just stuck one finger in, but then when he was satisfied that I loosened up he stuck two in.  He encouraged me to relax my ass around his fingers, something I found difficult to do, but eventually with a few momentary breaks between massages I loosened up enough that he felt he could slide his cock inside me.

I could feel his cock against my ass, it already stung slightly and he hadn't even pressed it in.  I imagined that cock head, only moments ago in my mouth, pressed against my asshole and got excited.  He warned me it was going to hurt and not to scream out, the first part of this was going to be painful but I just needed to relax as much as possible.  With that he held his cock tight, then pushed.

It felt like he was tearing my ass apart.  The pain was so intense I thought I might faint, but kept steady on my feet.  With one hand on his cock and the other on my abdomen, he slowly slid his cock into my ass.  As it seemed to breach some secure barrier, the pain quickly let up and he paused.  We both seemed to breath a sigh of relief.  While I could still feel some stinging, my ass was sort of relaxing around his cock making it feel good.  I mean it felt like I had a massive cock in my ass, but it no longer felt like a full grown adult male was trying to climb through my ass.

He pulled out, letting me relax for a moment, before pushing his cock inside once again.  It definitely felt better, though it still stung.  He reassured me we weren't finished, and he continued to slide his cock deeper inside me.  Every so often pulling back when he met resistance until my ass relaxed around his cock.  When his cock was completely inside of me, his pubic hair tickling and his balls resting against my ass, we just stood there motionless, kissing. 

The slow mastery of my ass was as skillful as could be.  The pain of the experience minimized to some slight stinging.  With his hands to either side of my waist, confident I was relaxed, he began fucking me.  He started out pumping my ass slowly to moderately, occasionally just fucking my anus.  The feeling of my ass being filled with his cock was intense by itself, but it was arousing other feelings inside me. 

After another short break for kissing and checking in on how I was doing, he grabbed my shoulders and began fucking me hard.  The feeling in my abdomen began growing.  I had no idea what was going on.  Several minutes went by, his fucking barely let up if at all.  With every thrust and retreat he was bringing me closer to something I had never experienced yet. 

My orgasm seized his cock in my ass.  It was incredible.  He pulled back, then began fucking me again as hard as ever.  The intensity of my orgasm never let up, minutes later I seized his cock again as I had another orgasm.  I was loving what he was doing to my ass, but I needed him to cum.  My legs had become rubbery with the second orgasm and between holding onto the cubicle wall and him grabbing my waist, we were keeping me from falling to my knees on the floor.

His cum was welcome relief.  I fell in love with every second of the sex, but I was beside myself, overcome with bliss.  Once again we kissed.  It was an intimate affair for what would normally be anonymous sex, but as we got dressed he offered that he would be there again the following week if I was interested.  Then he mentioned he had something he could give me that would make me enjoy sex even more, if I was interested.

He left the restroom and I followed shortly after.