Cruising Spots
All sex is between adults age 18 or older
After Rehab I also kept frequenting the various adult book stores and cruising locations in the Tucson area, including on campus at the University of Arizona.
Back when I was in school, I had found the cruisy spots on campus basically by reading graffiti in the public restrooms (that was back in the 1990's when the Internet wasn't a thing). One of the best places was in an out of the way bathroom in a gym. I used to go there when I was in school and could get my cock sucked on most trips.
Fast forward to 2001 after I went to Rehab. Now the Internet was a thing, and there were websites devoted to cataloging and rating locations where men went to cruise for sex. It turned out that the same bathroom I had been frequenting years before was still going strong and. The most recent reviews posted even claimed that it had a large gloryhole. I decided to check it out.
At that time, I was 27, so I was older than the undergraduate students but no so old that I looked out of place on campus. I did my usual prep for anonymous sex and headed down to campus. I found the bathroom and went in. There were three stalls. Nobody was currently in any of them. I checked them out. There were definite signs of public sex. I could see dried cum on the walls of the stall and the floor. Even more exciting, there was actually a large glory hole between the second and third stalls. I quickly sat on the toilet in the third stall and waited.
I was smart enough to have brought some porn to read while I was waiting (no mobile internet in 2001). All I needed now was to have some horny guys show up.
I didn't have too long to wait. A guy arrived at the bathroom and entered the second stall. I reminded myself that this was a public bathroom, so I couldn't assume that a guy was here for sex until I had some sign to show that we were on the same wavelength. Luckily, I had mastered the signals back in college. He sat on his the toilet as I sat on mine. I was looking through the gloryhole but trying to be subtle about it. I tried the toe-tap. He responded with a tap. I put a finger through the hole signaling that I wanted to suck him. He stood up and just like that there was a large, beautiful cock sticking through the hole. He was a white guy with a cut cock. His cock was large. He apparently had red hair, judging by his pubic hair. His cock was pale skinned with a nice purple head. He was already mostly hard. I put that down to his being a young man. I remember when I was in college. My cock could get fully hard in the blink of an eye.
I took the head of his cock in my mouth, enveloping it in a warm, wet embrace with my tongue and lips. His cock jerked in response. He had strong pelvic muscles. I took him deeper. He made a soft sound, half moan, half sigh. He pushed himself as far through the hole as he could. I used the trick of triggering my gag-reflex to get the saliva going in my mouth and throat. When that happened, I took a few hits of poppers and then took his cock down my throat.
Fully erect he was at least 7", maybe more. He had a large head and a shaft that got thicker at the base. His balls were tight against his body but very large. I held him fully enveloped in my throat for a moment then fucked him in and out of my mouth until I had to take a break to breathe.
I caught my breath and hit the poppers again, preparing for another round of swallowing his cock.
"Can I have some poppers?" I passed them through the hole to him. Clearly this was not his first-time cruising for sex if he was into poppers. I heard him sniffing from the brown bottle and I swallowed his cock again. His cock was regularly flexing now. I could tell he was getting close to shooting his load in my mouth.
And then we were interrupted. I had been going to adult bookstores rather than cruisy bathrooms for so long that I forgot about the reality that sex could be and was frequently interrupted by other people arriving at the restroom. He quickly sat back on his toilet. Now we had to wait to figure out whether the new arrival was here for the same reason we were or just to relieve himself.
The new guy came in and sat in the first stall. Either he was here for the same reason, or my new friend and I were about to be treated to hearing and smelling him take a dump. I bent over to look under the stall. My friend with the big cock had the same idea at the same time. And so, too, did the new guy. For a moment we all were looking at each other under the stall walls. Then I tapped my foot, so did my friend, and so did the new guy.
Reassured, my friend stood up and fed his cock back through the hole. We shared the poppers back and forth and he was soon fucking my throat ready to cum.
"I'm going to shoot" he whispered. I could tell. His cock was swelling even harder and thicker, and the head of this cock was pulsing in my mouth. I just made an affirmative noise with my lips firmly sealed around his cock.
His load started to spill across my tongue. I had my lips airtight around his shaft and he shot so much cum that my cheeks puffed out. I had learned to swallow without taking my lips off the shaft in my mouth. I had to swallow twice to make room for more cum in my mouth. I stroked the base of his shaft and milked his cum into my mouth.
I captured and swallowed every drop. I licked and sucked his cock clean as it started to soften in my mouth. I wasn't surprised when he quickly withdrew from my mouth, pulled up his shorts, and left. I assumed that the new guy had been keeping tabs on what we were doing and I hoped that he would move over to take his turn in the second stall. I was not disappointed. He came into the stall, dropped his shorts, and sat on the toilet. He was another white guy. He looked through the hole. I did the finger invitation. He stood up and presented his cock through the hole.
Like the guy I just finished sucking this guy was cut and nicely equipped. He had darker pubic hair. He was thicker and about the same length as the first guy. He was fully erect, with some precum already seeping out. I took him in my mouth, and he made soft happy noises. I sensed that he wouldn't last too long so I didn't go too wild deep throating him. I did swallow him to the root once just so he would know I could.
"Can I see you." I wasn't looking to get serviced, but I understood that this may be this guy's early experience with gay sex, and I wanted to make sure he got what he wanted to get out of the encounter. I stood up and stuck my cock through the hole. He took my cock in his hand. He stroked it a few times and seemed to be inspecting it. I became more convinced that this was early in this guy's experience with gay sex. I felt him take the tip of my cock into his mouth cautiously, then a bit more. He had the head of my cock and an inch or so of the shaft. He had clearly not had much practice sucking cock, but I let him do whatever he wanted and to proceed at his own pace. He played with my cock with his tongue for a bit and then released it and stood back up. His cock came back through the hole, and I took him back in my mouth. Now he was dribbling precum more quickly. I took him all the way down my throat and then bobbed up and down on his cock. He started to thrust with his hips, and I held still and let him fuck my mouth. I knew he was about to cum.
"I'm close." I made the full mouth affirmative noise again and sucked him in deeper to make it clear that he was supposed to cum in my mouth. He understood and thrust into my throat a few more times and the went deep. I could feel his cock expand in my throat. The first spurt went directly down my throat before I could pull back and let his cum spill across my tongue so I could feel it and taste it before swallowing it. He spurted multiple times and then I sucked on him to draw out the rest of his cum.
He pulled out of my mouth before I could even clean him off and exited the stall. As he left, I whispered my thanks.
