This is my 3rd story in my series. After my first two encounters I ended up changing jobs and moving so I was too busy to do anything. However, shortly after starting my job, something unexpected and unplanned happened. 

I travel quite frequently for my work. I happened to be waiting for my connection at a smallish airport. I’m not going to say which but it isn’t one most people would connect through. I was bored, tired and wanting to kill some time. For some reason I was horny, horny enough that I decided to step into a bathroom stall to relieve my “stress.”

I drug my bag to the last stall (the handicap stall) for my quick masturbation. The bathroom was empty so I figured I’d be ok. The airport was mostly empty and it was still early. 

I dropped my pants, sat down on the toilet and proceed to recall a time when I was with two sisters. They where both ugly, one was skinny, the other was obese. But, hey, I figure it was worth being able to say I screwed sisters. It worked well for me. I was about to cum. I guess the combination of being in public and thinking of a threesome made me loose track of what was going on. 

I was about to spew, when I grabbed some tp to catch it. I looked up to see another guy staring at me through the crack between the stall door and the support. My heart sank, and I pulled up my pants and started to leave. When I opened the door, he still stood there. 

He was about 18 or 19 in my estimation, about my height and thinner than me and good looking. I know I could have kicked his ass, but I was the one in the wrong and I just wanted out of there. Our eyes met for a moment, I looked at the floor and started to walk out of the room. 

He called out; “Wait a minute.” I stopped, turned and opened my mouth to give some sort of excuse but before I could come up with something audible he spoke again. “I’m going to turn you in.” 

He looked nervous to me, probably even more nervous than me. I, of course, was scared shitless. I have a job that requires good moral character (or at least the appearance of it) and they always check my criminal record when I apply for a job. I couldn’t have something like this on my record. I finally managed to say something. “What are you….what do you want?”

“You know what I want.” He stammered. My eyes must have looked like beach balls. I couldn’t believe what he was asking for. I looked around and when I looked back at him he was rubbing his crotch with the stall door still open behind him. 

I lowered my head, and began to walk in his direction. It was happening again. I was being dominated by a guy I didn’t know, this time by a younger kid. I had to do it. If he turned me in I was finished. I’d loose my wife, my job and my career. Not to mention that my family would probably quit speaking to me. 

I pulled my bag into the stall, set it aside and turned back to see him latching the door. To my surprise, I was hard again. My mouth watered. I knew I had a bit of a gay sub streak, but I was enjoying this a lot more than I had expected. He slid his pants and boxers down in one motion, and when he bent back up I could see he was already ready. He was probably about 5, maybe 6 inches long. I starred for a moment while he stroked it a couple times. 

After a couple of seconds he finally commanded; “Well?!” I got down on my knees and clasped his cock. I stroked it twice before I took a deep breath and took the tip of his cock into my mouth. I drug my tongue over his head and pulled him out. When I came back towards him I felt his hand on the back of my head. He shoved my head down before I could resist. 

I was now stuck between his hand and hips with his dick deep in my mouth. He started to fuck my lips hard. I was gagging at first but managed to adjust before I puked. After a moment or two I managed to get control of myself enough to start using my tongue. His shaft was throbbing and I could feel his hand tightening its grip on the back of my head. 

Then, something unexpected happened. I came. In my pants, with no stimulation, I had a small orgasm. It wasn’t the kind that causes your whole body to loose control, but it definitely spewed enough jism to create a wet spot on my pants. It wasn’t long after I realized that my pants where wet from my cum that he started to cum. I jammed his dick as deep as he could into my mouth and the sperm shot down my throat. 

I gagged a little, but I learned what to do after my first cock suck. I actually like the warmth of the cum on the back of my throat. It’s kind of like a good hot cup of coffee or hot chocolate. 

He pulled his dick out of my newly rechristened cum dump. It was glistening with my spit and a drop of cum was forming on the tip. I wasn’t about to let him waste it, so I grabbed his cock with one hand and licked it. It was salty and caused me to crave it. I’d never felt that before. I sucked him down one more time. He was becoming placid but I was determined to keep him up.

The thought of what I was doing and its consequences was fleeting. The lust of the moment overcame my inhibitions. I was going down on him like a kid on a lolly pop for the first time. He was breathing was a little labored and he managed to whisper, “you’re a good bitch boy.” 

With that his erection began to return, as did mine. I’d already gotten away with giving him one bj in this restroom with out getting caught. How much longer would we be alone? 

Turned out that he wasn’t too hard to keep from cumming. I second round hit my tongue pretty quickly. When he pulled out this time, he wasn’t done. He was cumming, and he didn’t want it in my mouth. His hand grabbed my hair and held my in place. I closed my eyes in anticipation of what would happen next. Sperm hit my cheek and forehead and began to run down. It wasn’t a lot, but it was enough to not be able to hide. 

When he was done, he threw my head back and quickly put his pants back on. His last words served to both embarrass me and turn me on at the same time, “You make a great slut.”

I picked myself up, peaked out of the stall and saw no one. I hurried to clean off the sperm on my face. Just as I finished, two more guys around 19 walked in and made my heart sink with four words. “Are you the slut?”