Date: Sun, 24 Jan 2016 15:30:41 -0700
From: CO Bran <cobran1988@gmail.com>
Subject: Fitting Room Fun

Fitting Room Fun
By CO Bran
1/24/2016
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Disclaimer: While the events that took place in this story are true, names
have been changed to protect identity. Always follow local law and *never*
break the rules. ;)

Prologue: This is my first story for Nifty, after many years of enjoying
stories here; because of that, I'd like to give a little introduction. At
the time of this being published, I am a 27 year old gay male living in
Denver. I've lived in different parts of the country, and have had my fair
share of sexual adventures. Most (if not all) of my stories will be those
of hot encounters that I've had.

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It was a pretty typical Saturday - I was running errands and spending some
time enjoying the warmer weather that had escaped us for days. Despite my
goal of accomplishing some things that I needed to get done, I couldn't
ignore a desire that resided deep inside me; it was a primal desire for an
encounter, the kind that would result in my cock pounding a clean, tight
hole. But this was no ordinary urge - I wanted to make it exciting,
something that would up the ante from a normal hookup.

Of the normal outlets for finding such an encounter, I decided to check out
Craigslist to see if I could find anything intriguing. In the Casual
Encounters section, I found a post from a bottom who wanted to meet up
somewhere and get his freshly cleaned hole pounded. Let's call
him...Nick. He had a very familiar look, but more on that later.

In responding to his ad, I told him that I couldn't host, but that I would
be game for fucking him somewhere public, if he was comfortable with
that. Originally, he suggested that we meet at a big-box chain store
nearby, but I thought it would be too risky. Following that, I suggested
that we meet at a local adult bookstore, one that had video booths behind
the counter with curtains that would give us some more privacy. After a
brief discussion about it, and determining that it might be too sketchy, we
agreed to meet at an alternative big-box store, but one that had better
accommodations for us to work with. We agreed to shoot for the fitting
rooms there, granted they weren't overrun with other people.

Just before parking at the store, Nick texted me and said that he was in
the parking lot. I replied, telling him that I would go in first and scope
it out. Upon entering the store, I swung around to the Mens section to grab
a couple pairs of jeans to take with me into the fitting room, as not to
arouse any undue suspicion. I took the pairs of jeans into the fitting
room, with the hopes that the last room (which happened to be the biggest
and farthest from the entrance) would be open. When I got to the fitting
rooms, someone was already in the end room. I slipped into the 2nd to last
room, and waited a few minutes. After thinking that the bathroom in the
back of the store might be easier, I abandoned the idea of the fitting
rooms and scoped out the bathrooms in the back. It was a lot quieter, and I
shot Nick a message to let him know; he was hesitant, and had already
started towards the same fitting rooms to check them back out. When he
arrived, the last room was empty, and he let me know that he was in there,
waiting for me to come in and join him.

I started out of the bathrooms and back towards the fitting room, my heart
nearly pounding out of my chest. Of all the other experiences that I had,
this was still a big one that I had wanted to do for a while. I was running
through my head of how this could go, and I paused for a second when I got
back to the fitting rooms. I stood next to the last door, and I heard the
lock click as the door opened slightly. I quickly stepped through the door
and closed it again so that nobody would see me go in.

As soon as the door was closed and locked again, I turned around to see
Nick. Standing in front of me, with a sly grin on his face, was a Latino
guy in his early 20s, stood about 6', with a toned body, short black hair,
and an adorable amount of facial hair. After exchanging a grin in return,
Nick reached for the zipper on my jeans; I usually don't wear underwear
(today was no exception), so he had no problem freeing my already half hard
cock. He looked up at me as he took the thick mushroom head of my thick 7"
cock into his mouth, using his tongue to first lick around the head. I
closed my eyes and put my head back a little bit, only to feel him put a
hand on my ass and pull me into him. My cock immediately hit the back of
his throat and kept going, causing me to get almost fully hard as I
throbbed in his throat. Instinctively, I put my hand behind his head and
pulled him towards me, so that the last bit of my cock filled up his
throat.

After holding his head against me for a second, I let up my grip so that he
could gather some air. As my cock left his throat and mouth, some spit
trailed between the head of my cock and his tongue. He used his fingers to
gather it, and rubbed it back on my already slicked up cock. As soon as he
gripped it, it throbbed - and it throbbed hard. He looked up at me again,
but I was ready to feel that throat of his wrapped around my cock again. I
moved one of my hands behind his head and pulled him back towards my cock,
and I didn't stop sliding it until I felt the back of his throat again. He
responded by putting another hand behind my ass and pulled me into him
further. I began fucking his throat, as deep as I could, and was amazed
that despite my thick cock going to town on him, he didn't gag even once.

I felt that familiar twinge starting in my taint and balls; the way he was
sucking me, I knew that if I kept fucking his throat that I would easily
feed him my seed. That's not what I was here for - I wanted to slide into
his hole. I pulled my cock out of his mouth, and sat him back on the bench
in the fitting room. I got to my knees and started with his zipper and
button. Once those were out of the way, he pulled his cock out of the fly
in his underwear. I grabbed his cock, about 6.5 inches and uncut. I savored
the taste of his cock, which was already leaking precum. He put a hand
behind my head as I started bobbing up and down on his cock, returning some
of the favor that he had just given me. After a minute or two of that,
though, I was ready to get what I came here for.

I let his cock slip out of my mouth, and quietly told him to stand up and
turn around. While he took everything off from the waist down, I fished the
condom I had brought out of my own pants and slid it on. He pulled a small
bottle of lube out from his jeans, and began to rub some on his hole. He
put some more lube in his hand and started stroking my cock to get it all
slicked up. I pointed back to the wooden bench - not ideal for him to have
to kneel on, but there was a support bar in front of him that we could both
hold on to. As soon as he was in position, I moved behind him, crouched
down slightly, and pressed the head of my cock against his hole. Not
knowing just how tight he was, I pushed the head of my cock gently into
him.

"Oh, fuck..." I heard Nick whisper, with a slight grunting sound mixed in
with his voice. I felt his ass tighten as he muttered this, and when I
looked down at him, he was grinning at me while gripping the rail in front
of him.

I decided to keep pushing until I was either balls deep inside of him, or
he pushed back at me to give him a second. He never stopped me, and my
balls soon pressed right up against his bare ass. As soon as I felt that
happen, I grabbed around his hips and pushed the last bit of my cock as far
as I could. Nick reached back around and grabbed my leg, signaling for me
to stay there for a second. While I stood there, opening up his hole, I
took in the entire situation - there we were, him bending over a bench in a
fitting room, and me with my cock buried balls deep inside of him. As we
were both adjusting to our surroundings, we heard someone enter the fitting
room either next to us or one down from there. When the thought of how
close we were to other people crossed my mind, my cock throbbed inside of
him.

The intense throbbing of my cock made Nick let out another slight moan, and
that was my signal to keep going. I hunched over him, wrapping one of my
arms around his chest while I started railing his hole. His hole had opened
up nicely, and I could feel his prostate at the end of my cock. With about
every other stroke of his prostate, I felt his ass thank me with a nice
contraction. This made Nick let out another small moan, which I knew we had
to watch out for.

I leaned closer to his ear, and quietly gave him a "shhh". He returned with
another one of those adorable grins, and my primal instinct took over. I
wanted to fuck his brains out, but I knew I had to improvise, given our
current situation. I stood myself back up, never pulling out of him, and
put my hands back around his hips. While it didn't take much work, as Nick
was backing his hips back into me, I started to pound his hole again. The
person in the other fitting room was making enough noise that we weren't
going to be heard.

Nick reached a hand under him, and started stroking his cock while I was
railing his prostate. His ass started to tighten more and more, and I knew
that he wasn't going to last much longer. That wasn't a problem, though, as
his tightening ass was milking the cum from my balls as a rapid pace. All
of the excitement and the lust was finally pushing me to the edge.

I leaned back down to Nick, who was starting to breathe heavy. I got close
to his ear again, and whispered "I'm about to cum inside you." He nodded,
and started pushing his hips back into me as to prod me into shooting my
load. I pulled my cock almost all the way out one more time, and upon
starting to slide back into him, his constricting ass put just enough
pressure on the underside of my cock that I started shooting right then. By
the time I was back to being balls deep back into him, I had felt myself
nearly filling the condom.

Nick looked back at me and said to keep fucking him. I was more than happy
to oblige, and kept fucking my thick cock into his hole, right against his
prostate. This time, I wanted to hit his spot hard enough to fuck the cum
out of him. Within about 5 thrusts of my cock, I felt his ass start to
tense in rapid succession, and looked around him to see that he was
spilling his seed right onto the wooden bench that he was bent over. He
fired off a good 6-7 shots, and gravity had dropped his load all over the
seat.

I slid my cock back out of him, and quickly worked the condom off of my
cock. After realizing that we had both lost a bit of realization of our
surroundings, our mutual looks indicated that we knew we need to work on
getting out of there. I stripped off one of my socks, and wiped his load
off the bench. He smiled when I put the filled condom inside the sock that
was covered in his load into my pocket. I flashed him a smile and finished
throwing my jeans back on. Based on our positioning, I was the one who got
to slip out first.

Before leaving the fitting room, I stood there for a moment to take in what
had just happened. I was just as exhilarated afterwards as I was before we
started; the thrill of having fucked this stud in a semi-public place,
knowing we could be caught at any moment if we weren't careful, was causing
my cock to stay partially hard as I exited the room. The best part of the
whole thing? I was pretty sure that I knew him.

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That's it for my first installment. If you think I should keep documenting
my encounters, or document some of my past encounters, let me know! I
appreciate any feedback, good or bad. Thanks for reading!