Date: Thu, 27 Mar 2003 17:20:17 -0800 (PST)
From: randy nmorb <bigmug_12@yahoo.com>
Subject: The  Mirror  Image

The usual disclaimers apply.  If same sex
stories offend you, then click out now.  These
stories are true experiences, meant to share
with those in simular situations.

This particular encounter occured back in the
70s, when all 'things' were still possible it
seemed.  I call this " The Mirror Image ", the
whys of it will soon become apparent.

There was a small airfield terminal that I was
familiar with, and where I had several choice
encounters already.  As good as they were, I
didn't know how special this day would turn out
to be.  Just off the food court of the
terminal was the Mens' Room, a rather large
Mens Room.  It had the noisy double doors, and
the main restroom was subdivided by having the
twelve urinals and matching washbasins in the
front portion, and trough the arcway to the
rear was the four sit-down stalls.  The last
two stalls ( # 3 & # 4 ) had a great glory hole
in the separating wall.  I was very horny this
 day, and this is where I was headed. The
front portion of the restroom was empty ( as I
hoped), so I went immediately to the rear
stalls.  However, much to my dismay, the third
and fourth stalls were occupied......Damm !

I debated about going out and waiting, but then
I figured.....what the heck, I could wait in
the second stall just as easily.  Might even
get lucky, who knows ? !  So in I went, dropped
my pants to the floor, took my prick into my
hand to slowly stroke it.  I thought I noticed
a small shadow on the floor by the third
stall wall, and I inched myself forward on the
toilet seat so that my prick and balls were
fully exposed....... and I waited.

The shadow had disappeared, and in a few more
seconds I heard the familiar sound of pants
sliding across the floor......but not towards
me.
I leaned over so I could peek under the wall
and I could see the guys feet in the next
stall were pointed towards the fourth stall
wall.  He was obviously getting it through the
glory hole wall for a blow job. I eased my
pants up to my hips, quietly stepped up on the
toilet seat so I could look over the top of
the wall.

The guy wasn't all that tall, but he had very
 broad soulders.  His pants were at his
ankles, the sight of his bare legs and ample
bare ass was an entoxicating sight. His ass
cheeks were squeezed tight, and I could detect
a vibrating motion from the sucking he was
getting I'm sure. He wasn't fucking the hole,
simply standing there, his body pressed tight to
the wall ( offering all he had I'm sure), and
his hands were gripping the top of the wall.
Or at least it seemed his hands were gripping
the wall. As he moved his one hand I suddenly
noticed a glint of brief light. Took a minute
to figure out that what I was seeing, but then
I knew.....he had a mirror in his hand, and
with his head tipped up, he was watching over
the wall with the mirror, watching his cock
being sucked.  How clever, how exciting. My own
hand was working my cock as I enjoyed the
sight.

Suddenly the door to the restroom was heard, and
we all very quickly sat back on our stools.
I could also hear the guy in the other room
at the urinal, then over to wash his hands. I
also suddenly heard something unexpected.... one of
the guys in the stall was taking toilet paper,
wiping, and flushing his toilet.  Perhaps he
had been here too long, perhaps the guy had
shot his load, I don't know....but suddenly I
heard the fourth stall door open, glimpsed the
guy go by, then he was going out the doors.
The other guy in front also went out.

I thought about this; the guy getting sucked
was still here, but could I just go down to
the end stall, did I have the nerve. I didn't
I found, but I did have an idea.  I made the
 right noises, hiked up my pants, then left
the stall like I was leaving.  If anyone was
heard to be coming in the restroom I would
have immediately turned back to the stall, but
they didn't, so I went to the inside door,
opened it, stayed inside and let it close. Then
in a second or two, I again opened the inside
door, then I went back to the stalls....just
like
I had just come in.  I went right to the end
stall and locked the door.

I don't know if he recognized the shoes (as I do)
but it didn't fool him I'm sure, for I had no
sooner dropped my pants to my ankles, sat and
leaned forward to the hole, than he was there
facing the hole, slowly stroking his man meat in
my face.  He eased it through the hole to me,
no motions neccesary, and that's when I got the
next big surprise.  His cock wasn't much longer
than 5 1/2", but he had a beautiful cocks head
that must have been 1 1/2 times the size of a
golf ball....and at least 2" long.  What a huge
feeling of excitement washed over me as I put
my hand out to hold this glistening shaft. I
wasn't sure if I could open enough to get all
of that big cocks head into my mouth, but I
was sure I was going to try.  As I slowly
stroked his shaft my tounge was licking every
inch of that beauty....... actually, I found I
was slobbering all over it, trying to get it
as wet as I possibly could.  A glint of light
hit my eye, and I was sure he had his mirror
back over the top.  So be it, if it was a
show he wanted, it was a show I'd give him. I
actually looked up into the mirror for him as
my tounge started to lick and sidesuck his hot
cock for him.  There was a smile on my lips
for him.

Then I decided it was time to really begin. I
opened my mouth as wide as I could as I tried
to work that huge cocks head into my mouth. It
was so big, I couldn't quite make it happen, so
I backed off and tried once more.  Almost, but
no cigar (no pun intended), it was just not
happening.  Maybe it was the hunger, maybe it
was the challange, I don't know.....but suddenly
I knew what I had to do.  I looked right into
his mirror, my hand stroking his cock, and I
removed my upper & lower plates from my mouth.
I ran my tounge all over the insides of my
toothless love mouth, and I thought to myself,
" now damm you, lets see how you like this ".

This time my mouth was much more flexable, it
opened wider, and now as I worked my love lips
up and over, in and around, his cock head was
slowly disapearing into my hungry mouth. I took
a deep breath (through my nose) and plunged
forward.....until I suddenly felt my lips mold
themselves around the otherside of his cock
head, right onto his cockshaft.  I had to rest
like that for a few seconds, but damm it, I had
him in.  I could never get that monster head
down in my throat, but I could easily take
the
rest of his cock shaft into my mouth, until I
felt my nose buried in his cock hair.

As I eased back from his shaft some, I could
look up and see the mirror still in play, but
it was definately a shaking hand that was now
holding it.  I did a couple more deep sucks
of this great cock, and then I just stopped
and held it in my sucking mouth, put my
tounge
to work on it.  He caught on quick, and I
soon
felt the slow fucking motion of his cock as he
was now working my sucking mouth to his own
pleasure...... and of course, mine.  He was now
being vocal, I could hear his moans of pleasure,
and I decided to add to it even more, as I
started to add my own slurpping, sucking, and
moaning noises for him.  Thank goodness no one
else was in the restroom. My mouth felt like
it was fully stretched to the limit as we was
really getting into it with that monster cock
of his.

"Oh shit man, this is hhhheaven mannnn ", he
was moaning.  "I've wanted this for soooo
longgg,
I didn't thinkkkk....oh man oh man" he sobbed.
IIII can't hhhold it aaany longer, oh yeah, oh
yeah baby.....tttake iiitt.....nowww" he cried.

His cocks head was like a swelling piston that
plunged deep into my mouth as he suddenly
burst
great gobs of cumm deep into my throat, an
endless stream of hot cumm  kept flooding my
mouth and throat.

"Spurt, spurt, suck, swollow,spurt,suck,swollow....it
was.....I was so hot and excited."

And then that fuck piston was spurting its
last,
my tounge was licking it clean as I eased it
out of my mouth, he took it back through the
hole.  The amazing part of it was that even
though his cock shaft was now limber and soft,
his cocks head was no smaller.

"Oh man, oh man, thanks guy, your the greatest,
the best, the first to make me feel this good
"
he muttered.  "I'll be back here next Tuesday,
please say you will too. Your the best" he
said.

I told him I would be here, hungry and
waiting
for that beauty.  "It's all yours, anytime" he
replied.

Then he did a strange thing just before he
left.  "Here is a souvier, something you might
care to use.  I have others," he said, and he
slid the mirror under the wall to me.  I heard
him go out of the restroom.

And yes, I did put the mirror to good use....
pretty exciting images to be sure.  And yes,
we did meet the following week....and many
others.

         Randy

Can you relate?  Let me hear.