Date: Wed, 27 Sep 2000 18:07:28 EDT
From: Cnjshore9@aol.com
Subject: "Mall Walking"

WARNING!  This story contains graphic depictions of sexual
activity between consenting adult males.  If you are
offended by such material, read no further.   Also, if you
are under legal age, in a state or community where such
material is prohibited by law, or there is any other reason
you shouldn't be reading this.. Don't!

Oh yes, I should also tell you that this is a work of
fiction and imagination and any resemblance to any real life
persons (other than myself) or actual events is purely
coincidental,  etc. etc.

The last story I wrote ("Just Being Neighborly") turned out
to have 26 chapters before I ended it. So, I guess I'm
working backwards into this single episode story - one with
no continuations.  Hope you like it.  If you do, feel free
to let me know.  If you didn't, you can also tell me that;
but, please, try to be nice about it, I have a very fragile
ego.



Mall Walking

I wasn't really cruising (this time). I just was in the mall
doing some shopping when nature called, so I found the
nearest men's room shown on the directory map.  It was down
a side hall and there wasn't much traffic going on around
there, so I wasn't expecting anything to happen.

When I went in, the place was empty, so I could choose from
any of the five urinals lined up along the wall.  The
nearest one was a low-boy (for kids), and I just turned
right into the next one in line and unzipped my fly and
pulled out my soft, nothing-to-get-excited-about couple of
inches to relieve myself.

I really hadn't been paying much attention to the place -
like I said, I needed to go and that's all that I was
thinking about - until a young man (maybe 25 or so) walked
in and turned into the urinal at the far end on my left.
That's when I first noticed that there weren't any privacy
shields, and I had a really good view toward what might be
showing up.

Things started looking up as soon as I saw him reaching way
into his open fly to get it out.  You don't have to reach
far if it's only and inch or two long.  A short one like
that usually is right there behind the fly, and flips right
out.  When a guy has to reach so far into his jeans, he's
usually going to be "hauling out" something worth your
interest.

This one, when he finally got it all the way out, was
definitely worth a second viewing!  It must have been at
least 4 or 5 inches long even though it was very soft and
flexible.  In fact, as he pulled it out with his right hand,
he just laid it out over his open left hand, letting it hang
over.

It was nice and white and pink, and - best yet - uncut!!
The shank looked very round, though not very wide, but it
was nicely filled out, and you could just make out the lump
of a large vein running along the top.  There were no
wrinkles in the smooth, soft-looking skin, which went all
the way over the head into a pucker of loose skin past the
end about a quarter to a half-inch long.

He seemed totally at ease and unaware of my interest in what
he had in his hand, as the slightly yellow stream started to
flow out the end and splash into the white porcelain in
front of him.  I couldn't take my eyes off it.  It just
looked so wonderful, and I was already dreaming about what I
would like to do with it.

Pretty soon the stream slowed and arched downward, then
stopped.   That's when he shook it a few times, and it
limply flopped up and down past his fingers.  Then he did
what I was hoping for..he skinned it back a little to where
the foreskin was only about halfway over the head, allowing
the shiny, pinkish-blue strawberry to show its business end
with its reward-offering slit.  He shook it a couple more
times, this time much slower than before.  Then he pushed
the skin forward and pulled it back several times.

By now, my own few inches were starting to increase in both
length and girth, and I looked down to see that my own
stream had split (you know how it does sometimes); but I
still couldn't take my eyes away for long from the grand
view down the line from me.  So far, he hadn't looked toward
me at any time and had given no indication that he knew I
was so intent on burning the image of that delicious looking
piece of meat into my long-term memory for future recall and
fantasies.

That's when I noticed that it looked a little fuller and
didn't seem to be hanging over as much as before.  In fact,
it seemed to be a lot straighter than I remembered it being
a couple minutes before.  My hopes came up.  Maybe.just
maybe.

But, no such luck.  He shook it again, pushed the foreskin
back over the end, and then carefully folded and shoved it
back into his jeans.  What a shame, I thought.  That was a
cock that just needed some close attention - the kind of
attention I'd like to give to such a beauty!  I guess who
ever said it was right.some you win, some you lose.  Maybe
I'll get a shot at something else before I leave the mall
tonight.

I continued to wander through a few stores looking for
whatever might catch my eye.  I had some time and really
wasn't looking for anything in particular.just browsing.and
it was store merchandise that I was looking at - not the
kind walking around in shorts and jeans (tho' I did see a
couple nice baskets going by).

A couple times I looked up and thought I saw the guy from
the men's room nearby.  Figured he was doing the same as I.
Little did I know how true that was, until I was walking out
of one store, and there he was standing outside the door.
As I passed, he whispered, "If you'd like a better look at
it, follow me."

I stopped dead in my tracks for a second.  Had I heard
right?  I started to step forward again, and turned to look
at him.  He had a little half-smile, half-smirk on his face
as he looked directly into my eyes and said, "you coming?".
Then he turned and started off.

I was in a real quandry.  What was going on?  Did he mean
it?  What did he have in mind?  What would happen?  Where
would we go? Was it safe?  As I hestitated, he slowed and
looked back over his shoulder.  He smiled again and beckoned
with his head.  I turned and started to follow.

We walked down through the mall, me following about 15 feet
behind him, but looking into windows and out at the crowd to
keep it from being obvious to anyone else what was going on.
Suddenly he turned right and disappeared into a small set-
back in the wall.  When I got there I saw a door marked
Employees Only.  Oh well, I'd done this once before in an
airport terminal (another story maybe?) so I marched on
through like I belonged there.

He had stopped just inside the door and was waiting when I
came through.

"Hi.  I'm Darren.  I saw you checking me out earlier, but
you didn't do anything, so I've been following you to see
whether or not I ought to say something.  When I saw you
scope out every nice looking guy that walked by in the last
half-hour, I figured you weren't entirely straight and
maybe."

".but you never looked over to me."

"I have really good peripheral vision."

"Oh..  so okay. I'd like to see it better.and more of it.and
up a lot closer," I finally blurted out, reaching out toward
his crotch.


"Not here," he said backing up slightly, "we're on candid
camera.   Just walk with me like you know me and we're going
somewhere.  I used to work here and know the way around.
There's a great place up ahead where no one goes and there
are no security cameras."

"Okay," I replied, and turned to walk with him down the
corridor.

After about six or eight turns, I had no idea where we were,
but Darren seemed to know where he was going, so I just kept
up along with him.  Finally we climbed a half-flight of
stairs and turned right into a small corridor that didn't
have any doors that I could see and wasn't very well lighted
either.

"What is this place?" I asked.

"I don't know.I think it's here for if they should decide to
build another level.this would tie into it.  But it is
definitely private, and no one can get here without coming
up the stairs, which, if you noticed, made noise when we
walked up them.  So.," he said softly as he leaned back
against the wall and put his hands behind his butt.

The invitation was obvious, and I didn't pass it up.  I
reached out with both hands and began to unbuckle his belt
and unbutton the top of his jeans.  When they were opened, I
unzipped his fly.  Rather than go right for it, however, I
decided to take some time and make it more enjoyable, so I
pulled his shirt out of his waistband and lifted it up to
his neck.

His chest was nice and muscled - not ripped or anything gym
rattish - just masculine.   There was a light covering of
light brown curly hair between his pecs and his nipples were
pink as rosebuds.   I bent forward and touched his left
nipple with the tip of my tongue.

He moaned lightly, and I lowered my lips to it, taking it
between my lips and then between the edges of my teeth,
working it into an erection until I could flick it with my
tongue while I held it in my teeth.  Then I sucked on it
lightly.  He moaned again.

I lifted my head and moved my body forward to press against
him, grinding my groin into his.  Then I bent my head down
and kissed the side his neck at the top of his collar.
Slowly I worked my lips up to his ear and then across his
cheek to his lips.  When my lips were atop his, he slowly
parted his and I felt his tongue starting to dart across to
mine.  This time I moaned in encouragement.

He pulled his hands out from behind him and grabbed my butt
from both sides and pulled me tighter against the now
hardened lump below and to the left of his fly.  I pushed my
own fully hardened, throbbing cock against his even tighter
and began to move my hips from side to side.

His tongue went deep into my mouth and began to search and
fight for space with my own.  He pushed and ground against
me even more.

I couldn't wait any longer.  I pulled back, reached down,
grabbed his jeans at the waist and pushed them down toward
his knees.  At the same time I went down onto my knees in
front of his black silk boxers that were tented out by a
pole I wanted!!!  I leaned forward, and with my lips and
teeth, I pushed the boxers over to the side so that his rock-
solid cock popped through the fly into the open air.

He was now rubbing his stomach with both hands and pushing
his butt out away from the wall to make his lovely cock more
available to me.

I looked down my nose and saw what I had imagined!!  There
it was!!!  Sticking out there waiting for me to worship it.
I had to be at least 7 inches long, but not too wide.  The
foreskin was stretched thin and only covered about half the
head.  There was a shiny drop of man dew on the slit.

I took it!  I reached out with my tongue and tasted his
sweet nectar and was rewarded with a pulse and another drop.
I leaned back and looked at it again.  That part of the head
you could see was turning a bright, shiny purple from the
blood that was rushing into it.    I reached up with my
right hand and grabbed the shaft, pushing the loose skin
back toward his light brown pubic bush.  The foreskin rolled
back along the head and then disappeared behind the flared
edge.

I couldn't wait any more for this either.  I leaned forward
and enveloped it with my eager mouth.  It tasted as good as
it looked!!!  Slowly I moved my head forward, driving my
lips over the same flared edge behind which the foreskin had
slipped and then down the shaft until I felt the head hit
the back of my throat.

I'm really not that experienced that I can keep going and
deep throat a seven-incher, so I just stopped at that point
and then began to retreat back down the shaft.  As I got
enough room to get my hand back in, I grabbed the shaft and
began to push the skin forward, so that as my lips passed
over the head, the foreskin rolled back into place.

When I had moved all the way off the end, I pushed further
with my hand, and the skin moved over the tip, hiding the
slit, and ending up in about the same puckered lips that I
had seen and wanted so much earlier.  I leaned back forward
and kissed the pucker.  Then I stuck my tongue into it and
started to rim the hidden head, rasping it with the rough
surface of my tongue.

He couldn't just stand there doing nothing.  He just had to
push himself back into my mouth.  I didn't resist.  Then he
moved his hands down and put one onto each side of my head
above and behind my ears and started to pull my head
forward.  Holding my head like that, he began to fuck my
face.  I managed to get my right hand up and grasp around
the base of his cock so that he couldn't shove it all the
way in and choke me.

Apparently that was fine with him.  He kept it up at a
steady pace for maybe five or ten minutes, just slowly
working his way back and forth, in and out.  I was enjoying
every minute of it and getting hotter and hotter as I felt
the smooth skin on my lips and the sweet nectar being left
on my tongue.  Finally, I decided I wanted more.

I pushed my head back forcibly until his cock was out of my
mouth.  Then I looked up and said, "I've got a better place
to put this thing.  One that's a lot hotter and lot deeper.
Okay?"

"Damn straight," was all he managed to get out between his
labored breaths.

He released my head, and I stood up.  As I did, he didn't
wait for me to start getting my pants down, he grabbed and
unbuckled my belt, opened the button and unzipped my fly as
I was straightening up.  He pushed down on my pants and
shorts tops until they were about midway down my thighs and
then he grabbed my butt on each side and pulled me to him so
that our two hard tools were rubbing against each other.

There's one other thing I like about an uncut partner
(besides getting my tongue under it during a good suck, as I
had done before, and besides getting butt fucked by one, as
I was about to do) so I decided to go for broke.

I backed away slightly, reached down with my right hand,
grabbed his shaft, lowering it so that it was more level,
and pushed the skin back so that the head was mostly
uncovered.   Using my left hand, I put the tip of my raging
hard-on against the tip of his, and pulled the skin forward
over both heads.  I moved my left hand forward so that it
was over the union of the two cocks and I slowly began to
move my hips so that the two heads slid back and forth
inside the skin held there by my left hand.

I've often wondered if I could `dock' long enough to shoot
my load, but I've never really tried.  I always want to turn
around and take it where it can go deep and fill me with a
flood of hot jizm.and, as usual, that's just what I did
again.

Between the two of us, there was an ample supply of pre-cum
inside that skin sleeve, so when I pulled free and turned
around, it was dripping off the tip of his purple, red joy
stick.  All he had to do was slip it between my cheeks and
it slid right into place.

I was so ready that I didn't feel even a slight pain this
time as I felt the enlarged head pass my rosebud and enter
my man pussy.  He just keep pushing, and it just went
deeper.  As I had said before, it wasn't that thick, so it
just went in nice and easy and kept going on in.  That's
when he finally said something.  "Oh, damn! That's fine!
That is the nicest piece of ass I think this cock has ever
met!  Where have you been?  Or more importantly, where are
you going to be?  I want more of this!!"

Then he shut up and started to pump.  Not missing a beat, he
pushed out and turned me in toward the wall so I could put
my hands up to steady myself.  I may have "assumed the
position", but what he was doing was a hell of a lot better
than just a frisk!!!

I was in heaven.  There is nothing like a beautiful dick
working it way in and out of my ass!!  The sensations are
incredible as it fills me and strokes the insides of my love
tunnel.  And the added eroticism of my mental images of what
it is doing in there, and how that wonderful skin is moving,
allowing the head to emerge and then retreat into its
shelter as it thrills me!!  I can feel the head as it
presses deep inside me, almost as though it is rubbing
against the inside/backside of my abdomen and navel.

I push my butt out further and wriggle to get myself as far
down onto that wonderful, throbbing rod as I can.  "Oh,
yessss!  Fuck my ass!!  Fuck that butt!!  Give it to me,
baby!!  Give me every bit of that wonderful meat!!  Oh,
yess!  Pound my ass!  Hump me, baby!! Hump me!!  Fuck me
good, then send me that hot load of man honey!  Fill me up
with your hot cum, baby!!  Come on!  Fuck me good!!!!"

As I whispered back over my shoulder to him, he reached in
front and grabbed me in the crease of my hips, pulling me to
him and holding me as he began to piston himself into me
with renewed vigor.  Slam! Slam!  Slam! I could hear the
sound as the front of his thighs slapped against the back of
mine and his abs slammed into my butt cheeks.

He was riding those buns into the final stretch!!  I felt
his rod driving in and out of me!!  It pulled my ass out and
pushed it back in!  It ran over my prostate and sent chills
and electric currents out from my groin, down into my thighs
and up my spine to the base of my brain.

I was trembling all over.  I just wanted to feel him in
there.  I wanted him to drive that stake into me until it
flooded me with its wonderful goo!!  I wanted to be fucked!
Plain and simple!! I wanted to get dicked until I screamed!!
And I was just about ready to do so!!!

.only he beat me to the punch.  "OOOOoooooooohhhhhh,
ssssshhhhhittttttttt!!!  I'm gonna cummmmm!  I'm
cummmminnnnggggggg!!!  Ooooohhhhhh, goddddddddd.  Here it
cummmmmmssss!! HERE IT CUMS!  OOOOooooooooooohhhhhhhh,
yessssssssssssssssssssssssssss!"   With that he pulled me
against him, so that his plow was a deep as it would ever
go, and I started to work my inner muscles for all I was
worth!!

I felt his whole body shudder against me as I felt his cock
swell and explode inside me!!  I pushed back again and
wriggled my ass against him to try and pull every drop that
his balls were capable of flooding into me.  It shot! Then
it jerked, pulsed and shot again!  And again!  Each time it
felt like he was squirting a pint of heavy cream into me!!
Time and time again!! He just kept shooting!

At six, I couldn't count any more.  At that point, my own
orgasm took hold of my body as well as my mind.  I leaned
back from the wall and grabbed my ready-to-erupt member with
my right hand.  One stroke was all it took and I laid a two-
foot string of pearls onto the wall in front of me.  Another
stroke and another string.  Four times I shot my load onto
the wall before it just started to pour over the end and
down onto my hand.

"Oh, my god!" I heard him say.  "That was fucking
incredible!!  Give me ten minutes and let's do that again!!"

"I don't know if ten minutes will be enough, but I would
sure like to do it again too!" I replied.  "Just let me
catch my breath!!  ..but leave it there.. Don't take it out
yet. Just let it stay right now.  Please."

"Okay." he said between heaves of his chest.  "Okay. it
feels too good to take out anyway.  I want to leave it there
for an hour," he continued as he pushed me forward and
leaned over me.

Even after all that, the feel of his hot body on mine was
great!!  I was exhausted but even then wanted him more!

We just stayed there that way for a few minutes.  Then he
straightened up and looked at his watch.  "Holy shit!  It's
9:35.  The mall just closed.  We've got to get out of here!"
With that he backed away and his now reduced, but still nice
sized, cock was pulled out of my hungry ass.  "We better
move or we're going to have some serious explaining to do."

Quickly we pulled our shorts and pants back up, tucking in
our shirts and getting straightened up.

"You lead the way," I said, "I have no idea where we are or
how to get out of here!"

"Okay.. this way."  He said as he turned and started for the
stairs.

As we came out into the mall, we were directly across from
one set of doors and a security guard was standing there as
everyone filed out past him.  We fell in line and exited
with everyone else.

Darren was right behind me as we started through the door
and I led the way through the crowd to the sidewalk on the
right.  When I thought we were clear and could talk, I
turned around to ask Darren for his number or to make
arrangements for another meeting.but he wasn't there.  I
looked around over the people still standing outside, but I
didn't see him anywhere.

I don't know why he left like that. but you can be sure that
I will be back to this mall, hoping to find him again.


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-CNJshore9@aol.com-