All my stories are true life experiences, with a small amount of poetic licence. My boyfriend and I always use condoms for anal sex with strangers. Play safe, guys.
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So we needed to get to the airport for our winter break. Train and coach- or we surf the web here in northern France for a car share, all above board. We've had a few now, drivers of all shapes and sizes, ages and sexes. They get their petrol paid, we get a near door to door journey for less than the hassle of public transport. Car share it was, some guy called Nathan would meet us at the bottom of our street and drop us off at Beauvais, with 2 hours to spare before our flight.
We arrived, all packed and ready to go, as promised and at the appointed hour the little red Citroen pulled up. We made our introductions, me and Dave (my boyfriend) and put our small case in the boot/ trunk and climbed in . Nathan turned out to be Vietnamese, about 5' 5 or 5' 6 and wearing loose, gym style bottoms and an almost matching top with no visible t-shirt underneath. He was clean shaven, with short but not cropped dark hair, and very soft and sexy Asian skin. And so (SO) polite.
The airport was about an hour and forty minutes according to his GPS. So we talked bullshit for an hour or so, it turned out he knew a friend of a friend we once met in Paris. And just about 15 minutes before our turn, he said he would come off the motorway an exit early as he needed a pee. If he parked up at the airport rather than the free drop off, it would cost him dear and by this journey he could take us the remaining few kilometres the back way.
We had time and were cool with that. He came off at the toll booth as mentioned and pulled into the parking area. About two thirds of the way along is a standard toilet block, ladies on the right and gents on the left. I had only been in one before but believe they must all be the same design, a long communal urinal and one cubicle at the end. There were about 4 cars as we pulled in, all at the end by the toll booths which may belong to staff, and one at the far end of the parking area before it rejoined the road, nobody was parked outside of the toilets except Nathan.
He got out of the car asking if either of us needed a comfort break. I was a little busy checking him out, but decided I'd go anyway and maybe... check him out. I followed and he had already pulled the front of his waistband lower. I wanted to look and managed a sly peep, seeing a cute and full bush nestled on top of a small, cut cock. Even his balls were hanging over the waistband and as I pulled my own shaft through my fly, I decided to undo my trousers and let it all hang out. We both stood there facing discreetly forward, in silence and probably both waiting for the sound of the first splash of piss to hit the stainless steel before us. Suffice to say, no pee arrived.
Then I heard the car door close and knew it would be Dave, either wanting to pee or, more likely than not, scared he was missing out. He walked past the both of us and occupied the furthest space, next to the cubicle, with Nathan between the two of us. He unzipped and got his cock out, he is a small but perfectly formed 5 inches when hard so somewhat less when flaccid, but like me he shaves his pubes entirely. He's cut too but I'm not so I take good care to make sure I'm well clean in my generous and man-tasting foreskin.
So there we were, the 3 of us, all with our dicks out and none of us actually seeming to be in need of the toilet, silent. Nathan's hand moved a couple of stokes and I was thinking of taking another longer peek and maybe stroking my own slightly swollen cock when I heard another car pull up. I guessed we could wait until the driver or whoever had been and gone before resuming, or just call it a near miss and leave when another guy entered the toilet block. He stood next to me and we all shuffled up a little, Dave at the far end, then Nathan, then myself and finally the other guy.
I tried a discreet glance at him too, he was about 5'9 and slim, wearing a hoodie and jeans. I caught a glimpse of his face, he was dark haired, olive skinned and had no beard but needed a shave, I would have put him in his mid thirties. And out came cock number four, which the other three of us listened to intently for sounds of piss, again of which none came.
So I wasn't sure if the guy was shy and couldn't pee with an audience or was checking out who was in the toilet block. And we all stood there, dicks in hand, staring straight ahead and not moving. Nathan made the first move, as before, as I caught his hand and arm rise and fall slightly as before. The guy next to me leaned forward a little, perhaps to get a better view, and then not-so-subtly looked along the urinal at our 3 cocks. Nathan lowered his bottoms a little, so half his arse was exposed, and I heard Dave's arm move round to cup a butt cheek and, knowing him as I do, probably slide a finger or two down his hairless little ass crack. My cock swelled some more and I moved to lowered my own trousers and briefs, mirroring Nathan. He in turn stroked his own cock so it was pointing directly in front of him and I felt the guy next to me caress my arse so I reached over and squeezed his dick. Like me, he wasn't cut, nor was he shaved, so I hoped he wasn't in to hair or else he'd be disappointed in my cock and smooth little crack, but as he caressed my cheek and the tip of his finger touched my waiting ringpiece, his cock grew to a full seven inches, perhaps just a little longer than mine but not very wide. If it was going where I wanted it to, that suited me just fine.