Date: Fri, 28 Aug 2009 15:22:02 -0700 (PDT)
From: J M <oc4me@yahoo.com>
Subject: Restaurant Revel

Copyright by J, August 2009.

Warning:

This file contains Adult Material and is a story of consensual
flirting and sex between two men.

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This really did happen and was my first public encounter while at work.


Restaurant Revel


I really never understood why or how it happened, but it just did.  I went
to a nearby restaurant with some friends from work for lunch.  We walked in
and my eyes looked up and there he was, his eyes locked with mine and wham,
instant attraction, lust, understanding or whatever, it was there!

Now mind you, I am six feet one and about 40 year's old. I guess I am good
looking, at least that is what other people have told me, but I am not by
any stretch a model type guy.  I have brown salt and pepper hair, with blue
eyes, and a hairy chest with a toned physique, but not muscled.  He, on the
other hand, was drop dead gorgeous.  About 35 yrs old, well shaped and
toned body with black wavy hair, piercing green eyes, quick easy smile and
standing about 5' 10, with a bit of curly hair showing above his shirt
neckline, which turns me on so easily.  He could have been on the cover of
any man's magazine or even on some women's too.

He was with another gentleman, who I learned later he was living with at
the time, but that is another story.  After giving my name for a table, I
kept sneaking looks his way, finding that he was doing the same.  He and
his friend were called to their table and I had some time to quiet down my
stiffening cock.  Finally, we were seated, and as we approached our table,
I noticed that if I sat at one chair, I could continue to gaze at him
without my coworkers knowing that I was only half paying attention to them.
It was obvious to me that he was doing the same.

We continued to lock gazes periodically.  After ordering, I began to get
fidgety as I really wanted to go over there and throw him on the table and
make mad passionate love to him.  Of course, that was not to be.  I am
pretty much on the quiet-side when it comes to letting others know of my
sexual interests, especially coworkers.

The food came and I ate some.  All the time we were eating, he and I kept
looking at each other, smiling here and there, flirting can be so much fun!
Eventually, I told my lunch mates that I had to go to the bathroom.  I got
up and looked him directly in the eye and nodded my head ever so slightly,
turning it toward where the bathrooms were located.  I walked quickly to
the bathroom and went inside.

I really did have to go and was doing so, with some difficulty as my cock
was a little stiff, when he walked in behind me.  He came and stood beside
me at the other stall.  Fortunately it was a small bathroom with two
urinals and one closeted stall, which was currently unoccupied.  He turned
his head toward me and gave me a long, lingering up and down look, ending
with his eyes staring at my now really stiffening cock.  I returned the
favor, looking him over completely and saw that he had a beautifully sized
cut delicious cock.

Now, I am not a size queen.  I am a versatile top, and in fact, I really do
not enjoy the feel of a huge cock in me when the urge to bottom hit's me.
Some guys only want the larger cocks but I much prefer guys with average
sized dicks.  Not that I would turn down someone I met just because their
cock was huge, I promise you I wouldn't but it would be unlikely that I
would let him top me, it hurts too much.  Anyway, the average size cocks
are so much fun to slurp them into my mouth and swallow them whole all the
way down to the base of the cock.  I know that this "deep throat" action
gives so much pleasure, that any guy; straight, bi or gay, totally enjoys
it and his was perfectly sized both in length and girth for cock sucking
fun! Add to that it was also extremely stiff and standing at attention
pointed at the john just made it more desirable then and there.

Fortunately, I had finished taking a piss and my cock was all his to do
with as he pleased. As he didn't need to pee we both turned toward each
other and placing our hands on each other's cocks, we leaned in toward each
other groping and kissing like blushing, horny boys on their first date.  I
was in heaven, my body was in complete submission mode as we kissed and
felt each others hardened man hood.

I promptly bent over and took his engorged cock into my warm wet mouth. His
cock was so smooth and velvety, it slid right down my throat as my nose
brushed up against his base and his pants zipper.  I continued to move up
and down his throbbing pole and he began to moan.  I continued to throat
massage his cock until he pulled back from my mouth and his cock popped
out.  He grabbed my ass and pulled me to him and kissed me deep and hard.
I knew he could taste his pre-cum as it had leaked into my mouth as I
sucked and throated his steel hardened cock.

He bent down and proceeded to do the same to me, taking my raging hard-on
between his lips and the tip of his tongue flicked the tip and sides of my
cock as it slid into his mouth.  I was so turned on that I shook with wild
abandon and he worked my cock in his mouth and throat.  Oh, what a talented
tongue he had!  My hands pressed on the back of his head as he slurped on
my engorged man-pole.

Fortunately, or unfortunately as I would rather have continued with what we
were doing, we heard the bathroom door squeak just before it began to open
and another gentleman walked in.  We quickly pulled apart and turned to
face our respective urinals and proceeded to stuff our raging cocks into
our pants.  I am sure that the gentleman who walked in knew what we had
been doing.  Nevertheless, the guy walked into the stall and we went over
to wash up.  While this guy was in the stall, my new friend leaned over to
whisper his name and telephone number into my ear.  I whispered it back so
he knew that I knew it, told him my name and that I would call him tomorrow
and then I left the room.

I really can't remember anything else that my lunch mates said to me that
day. I was in a happy fog and couldn't wait until tomorrow so I could call
him.  Call him I did, and well...that is another story to tell now isn't
it, eh?