Nate sat in his car and took another long drag off of the half-finished cigarette, he knew that if he was going to chicken out he had to do it quickly. He looked again at the plastic shopping bag in the passengers seat and was tempted to reach inside and feel the cotton panties again.
"Pink." The message had said, and Nate did not want to disappoint the stranger, so he had left work and went straight to the nearest department store. It was easier to buy the women's underwear than he had thought, the mixture of excitement and horniness had led him straight to the intimate section with no nervousness and little doubt. He had browsed the racks of bras and panties before finally settling on a rather cute pair of pink panties with lace and ruffles. His own concern was whether he should buy a large or extra-large pair, but he had settled for large hoping they would fit his thirty-four inch waist. He wasn't even nervous as he paid the cashier the seven dollars for the intimate apparel, but as he got back into his car he realized that excitement and nervousness were mingling in his belly leaving him feeling very uneasy.
He threw the finished cigarette out of the window and grabbed the bag from the passenger seat. One last deep breath for courage and he made his way into the deserted rest stop. The bathroom was a mess, paper towel littered the floor and it smelled as if it hadn't been cleaned in weeks. He entered the first stall and quickly stripped off his slacks and work shirt before he lost his nerve. He debated leaving on his black socks, but the email had been very specific that he was to be wearing nothing else but the panties, so the socks came off too.
Lastly he took off the white boxer briefs he had put on that morning, his cock hung there hard with the anticipation of what was coming. Nate fought the urge to stroke himself,fearing that even a touch may set him off in heightened state of excitement. He slid the pink cotton underwear over his stiff cock and enjoyed the way the soft material felt against his sensitive skin.
He kneeled on the dirty floor. The cold concrete hurting his knees slightly. He felt his hard cock straining against the soft fabric of the pink underwear as anticipation and nervousness fought a war in the pit of his stomach.
Nate didn't know how long he had been kneeling there in the dirty restroom, but finally the door opened. Against the backdrop of the late afternoon sun, the large man cast a dynamic silhouette.
"Look at them pretty pink panties." His voice was deep and rich. He stood there in the path of the only exit and Nate knew there really wasn't any hope of backing down now. "Let me get a better look at 'em, boy. Bend over and let me see that ass." Nate rose to his feet and then bent over resting his hands on the dirty sink that hadn't been cleaned in quite some time. Nate could see the beefy man's large body in the smudged bathroom mirror, but not his face.
"I like the way your ass looks in these." The man growled softly as he stepped closer to Nate. He reached out and softly massaged Nate's cotton covered ass with his thick fingers. Heat radiated from the spot where the man's hand rested spreading warmth throughout the rest of Nate's nearly naked body. "You like the way they make you feel don't you, you wanted to feel this way for a long time didn't you."
"Yes." Nate mumbled softly, his face warm with embarrassment at how badly he wanted to be used by this stranger.
"Good, good." The man spoke while rubbing Nate's panty covered ass. "Daddy is going to give you what you need."
The man's hands moved from the fabric and began to grope and massage Nate's naked flesh. The warmth inside of Nate was growing exponentially, he felt his own cock starting to strain against the confines of the lacy, pink prison. The stranger placed his full body weight against Nate, the feel of the man's clothing rough on Nate's skin. The strangers thick, rough hands moved up Nate's body before coming to his nipples. Gingerly at first the large man touched the hardened nipples, sending waves of pleasure through Nate's body. A small whimper of pleasure filled Nate's throat before escaping into the quiet bathroom. The man leaned over Nate, his warm breath in his ear. "You like that don't you?" He whispered, his voice a whisper.
"Yes..." Nate whimpered so softly he wasn't sure he it was even an audible noise. The man's touched turned rough and he pinched Nate's nipples and pulled them sharply. The mixture pleasure and slight pain was delightful and a full moan escaped from Nate's half opened mouth. Nate looked into the mirror seeing the man's chubby, scruffy face looking back at him, his grey eyes filled with a lust that sent shivers to the very core of Nate's being.
