As I entered the men's room, the automatic lights came on. No one has been in here in 15mins, I think to myself. I often wonder if they were motion activated or not, and if they might cut out if I was sitting for a long period in a stall.
It was just after 7pm, and I was working late. I had been wrapped up in getting the new network setup and as usual time flew by. It seems to slow down just before 4pm, when all the other employees begin to wind down their day. However this is when I'm just getting started. My schedule is adjusted to ensure I'm making changes when none of the other employees need the network. So needless to say I got to sleep in this morning. That's always a good thing.
I make my way to the urinal. As usual I scan to see which one is cleaner, check for one overflowing and check the floor for spillage. None of which are present, the cleaning staff arrived early today, and had cleaned the bathroom very well. I unzip my trousers and move my underwear to relieve my cock of its confines and commence with urination.
Just as the flow ebbs I hear what sounds like a stall door opening, my first thought is that some one came in while I was peeing and I totally missed them, but then I thought that the door would still....
"Are you done?!!!" came the commanding voice over my shoulder as some one came closer to me.
"Did the janitor just give me crap for peeing in his clean urinal?" I think. "Well fuck him?"
"I'm just finishing up" I say angrily, yet politely and as I begin to put my cock away I think "More that two shakes is a wank (a childhood saying about masturbation)"
Now I'm aware of that all too familiar presents when someone is standing way too close to you without your permission. This invokes my adrenaline and I turn prepared for "fight or flight". However, due to the person's proximity, I'm not able to do either, instead it causes me to loose my balance and I stumble back onto the urinal. I'm almost sitting in it. I would be if I were 2 inches taller....
This stranger is standing right in my face, wearing a suit that seemed to fit someone a little larger than them. I look into the brownest eyes I've ever seen. I'm aware of brown hair. Then I have a moment of clarity and I realize much to my delight and unnerving that it's Dominic........
"Oh, wow I'm glad it's you...! You scared the cra...."
"Shut the fuck up!" Dominic says, "What took you so long?"
"What do you mean?" I ask in total bewilderment.
"You should have been in here 20 minutes ago!!! Didn't you get my message?"
"Message?" I ask.
I try to recall the messages I have received recently. Then I quickly realize my sidekick is on my desk charging.
"I'm so sorry; I was in the server room and...."
"I didn't come here for excuses......." Dominic interrupts again.
I hadn't seen Dominic in over 6 months, but the relationship we have is consistent. When Dominic and I get together, it's always a sexual encounter. I was introduced to Dominic on the night of my birthday two years ago. It was lust at first sight. I had considered myself straight, never had any interest in another male. I had been told many times I'm as straight as a broken arrow. With Dominic all inhibitions go out the window.
"Are you hard?" Dominic asks although I can tell it is said not as a question but a demand....
Dominic reaches down before I can answer and grabs a hold of my rapidly hardening cock through my pants, then proceeds to stroke vigorously on my increasing expansion. Dominic's eyes were burning a hole in mine daring me to move. But all that I dared to move was my erection...
"Mmmmm.....that's what I wanted...."
Dominic pushes me away from the urinal and over to the wall, then kisses me with a flourish and bites my lip.
"You're gonna like this!"