Date: Wed, 06 Feb 2002 20:00:38 +0000
From: John Smith <jackallday@hotmail.com>
Subject: Hole in the Wall

This is true story of what can, and some times really do, happens.  I would
like your comments and any feed back.  Route all to jackallday@hotmail.com

I'm back on the road again heading south on route 91.  I just finish lunch
at a little restaurant outside of the last town.  I don't remember the
town's name.  I guess I'm just too much in a hurry.  The road is winding to
the left and right, which cause me to slow down to 50 or so.  I don't like
these hills, but I need to make up some time.  I'm supposed to be in Carson
City by nightfall.

My stomach is now giving me some gas pains.  It must be that lunch I had
about two hours back.  I know there is a roadside rest along here some
ware.  I hope I'll find it quickly. Good, there's the sign.  One more mile
to go. I quickly eased the car over to the right lane and into a spot
directly in front of the little building which housed the rest rooms.
Locking the door, I quickly made my way into one of the stall next to the
wall.  Yea, there is tissue paper.  As I sat down, my pants slid down to my
knees.  As I sat there letting nature do its duty, I heard the door to the
next stall slam shut, as I thought someone else must have eaten at the same
restaurant that I did.  I looked to my left and I notice a hole in the wood
that separated the two stalls.  Without thinking, I lower my head so I
could peek through the hole to see what was going on the other side of the
wall.

I couldn't see much, but what I did see was someone standing directly in
front of the white commode and jacking himself off.  His skin-covered dick
was being stroke by a fist that encircled only part of his dick.  He pulled
and pushed the skin-covered dick from the base to the top.  I couldn't stop
looking at this masses dick through the hole.  As I leaned over closer to
the wall, my pants slip down to my ankles and my belt buckle hit the floor
with a loud clank.  His hand stopped the movement on his dick as he turned
his body toward the wall that separated us.  I leaned back like he knew I
was watching him in his moment of enjoyment.

He said, 'are you watching me through that hole in the wall?'  I didn't say
anything.  I froze.  What if he knew I really was watching him?  He said
'unlock your door and I will give you a really good look,' I didn't know
what to do.  He yanked on the door and the lock slipped pass the broken
door stop and the door quickly opened showing him standing there with his
pants still down and being drug on the floor as he made his way into the
now open stall.  He was a big man with a big dick in his masses hands.  His
tee shirt was pulled up on his chest. He had thick hair all over his legs
and belly.  I was looking at his giant dick and his hands that was still
pushing and pulling his large foreskin up and down.  I said to myself, I
never seen anything like that in my whole life.  He was well over six feet
tall and well over 200 pounds.  He said, 'now you can watch me beat this
thing off' as he position himself directly in front of me.  I tried to get
up, but he pushed me back down to the seat.  As I sat there, his dick was
directly in from of me, up and down went his hands.  I couldn't do
anything. But watch.

My dick, even it wasn't as big as his, was getting hard also.  With all
that movement in front of me, I had to get hard.  He said, 'I guess you are
enjoying what I'm doing.  Why don't you try it for a while, and I thought
to myself, I couldn't jack off in front of this man.  He said, not you but
me.  Give me your hand and I will let you play with something bigger than
you got.'  With that he grab my hand and forced it onto his dick.  I just
sat there softly rubbing his dick.  I took his dome at the top of his
gigantic shaft and rub it with my palm.  It felt both soft and hard, not
like mine own, besides, mine wasn't that large.  He said, 'slid the skin up
and down'.  I said 'I didn't want to, I'm going to yell'.  He said 'go
ahead and then everyone that comes in will know that you are in here
playing with me.  No one will care; they may just stay and take you also.
I will tell everyone that you begged me for it.'  He was right and I knew
it, so sitting there with his dick in my face, I brought both hand up and
started to give him his jack off.

After a few seconds of playing with this large hunk of meat, he said, 'open
your mouth, I got something for it'.  I said 'no, I'm not going to do
that'.  He said 'yes you will or I going to give you something else'.  I
knew what that meant.  H placed his large hands on my head and forced my
face onto his dick.  I opened my lips and let it slid in.  I felt him pass
my Adams apple.  I push back and he pulls me down again.  That started the
rhythmic motion of up and down.  He would push me down on his dick and I
would force my head back up.  Up and down, up and down I went.  You know,
it wasn't that bad, letting him fuck my mouth.  I never did this before,
but I was getting into it.  He said, that if I do a good enough job on him,
he would suck me off also.  I kept thinking about that as I felt my dick
getting harder also.  In fact my dick was hitting the toilet seat.  It had
grown that much.

This was where I surprise him.  I really started to suck on his dick.  It
lay between my teeth and when I had it all the way in, it was rubbing the
roof of my mouth.  In and out and suck, suck, suck.  In and out and suck,
suck, suck.  I was having fun bring this giant of a man off.  He was
getting harder now, if you could believe that.  I took both of my hands and
held this mammoth dick at the base while I turning my head to the right and
left as I moved up and down. And I was sucking like I had a banana in my
mouth.  In fact once his dick popped out of my mouth and made a popping
noise.  That was how hard I was sucking on him.  His eyes were closed and
he was leaning back.  I felt a shot of hot fluid and I knew he had started
to come.  And a few seconds later, a second and more powerful hot stream
came into my mouth.  It really wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.  I
fact, it tasted really good.  It filled up my mouth as I rolled it around
and around.  I let a good part of it slid down my throat.  He came and came
as I just continued to suck on his dick head.  I stayed liked that for 30
or so seconds as I felt him getting softer.  I then let his jack my mouth
off as I gentle to suck on him.  When he pulled back, I knew he was done.

As he step back, I stood up with my dick sticking straight out from my
body.  He looked at me as he said, 'not like mine, but not bad'.  I said,
do me now, and he said, 'I don't suck cocks!'  He walked over to the sink,
still dragging his pants by his ankles, and started to wash his dick off
with the running water.  Another man came in as he was doing this.  The
other guy must have known what was going on, seeing both of us standing
there.  He was washing him self off and I was standing up by the stall door
with my dick sticking straight out from my body.  He was watching both of
us as he was peeing.  In fact, he was missing the urinal. The man that I
just sucked off pulled up his pants and as he walked out of the little
bathroom as he said, 'see you around kid'.

I'm still standing there in shock.  I never did this before and I was
forced into giving this Prick a blowjob.  He promises that I would give me
one in return.  That was one of the reasons I worked so hard on his dick; I
wanted a blowjob. The guy that was standing by the urinal, still had his
dick in his hand as he watch me standing there still with my pants around
my ankles and my right hand on my dick.  I said that he forced me to give
him a blowjob, as tears was running down my cheek.  He said, do you know
who he was and I said, no.

I quickly pulled my pants up and ran out to try to see where he went.  I
found nothing outside, no trucks and only a few cars.  It was apparent that
he got away.  As I walked back in to wash up, the other guy was washing his
hands.  He waited around for me and asked if there was something that he
could do, and I said, 'yea, give me the blowjob I gave away'.  He said,
maybe later.

This story really happen almost completely as I described.  I never did see
that big bully again and the guy that I met in the rest room is now a
buddy.  He knew how upset I was and all that he tried to do was to console
me.  We both live in the same town, only a few blocks from each other.  We
are just friends, nothing more for right now.  This is a new life for me.
I was straight until that day in the restroom.  Even if it was forced, I
enjoyed it. Now, I'm finding myself and my new friend is helping me.  Any
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