Trip

I had to travel to Atlanta last week. Here are some of the Men's Rooms I either shit in or pissed in.

The End

BIG - Dark and needs to be in my Ass!

3-1-2011 Tuesday – Guess Road

I decided to stop by Guess Road on the way home to see if I could satisfy my hunger for Man-Meat.

When I got there I got a little worried because there were only few vehicles in the parking lot.

I had wasted the time driving there so I figured I needed to go on and waste the $5.00 cover fee. Then I thought, maybe it might be one or two worth the trip.

In the back video area was depressing. There were three guys back there and one of them was a regular who I really need to be in the mood for.

This country boy, redneck type middle aged guy with a nice build came in. He smelled of liquor and I could tell he really had been drinking.

He let me suck on his cock in the hallway. It was a nice uncut piece and hung pretty well.

He kept pulling his foreskin back and holding it tight at the base. I pushed his hands away and took control of his uncut cock.

It never got hard, but with my tongue working on it, it finally shot a nice size load into my mouth.

I really like it when guys shot their loads in my mouth and the cock never got hard.

It makes me proud that I can get them off.

After him, I left to go home for the evening.

Cock Sucker Enslavement

Cock Sucker Enslavement

To taste semen is to taste the man.

 The journey that leads to that erotic explosion never ceases to amaze me.

The sight of his erection makes me weak, vulnerable and submissive.

My only desire is to knell before him and surrender my mouth to his magnificence.

In that erotic state, I am there to worship, his cock, his ass, his entire 
body.

That intimate moment when he takes possession of my mouth as I 
completely surrender to him.

As I passionately suck his cock, he calls me a whore, slut, cunt, faggot and these verbal degradations 
only intensifies my desire to please.

My adoring tongue moves to his ass where I am driven by the strong desire to penetrate and bury my 
wanton tongue deep inside him. To taste his raunchy asshole.

Then, there is that special moment when his cock quivers and I can feel him exploding inside my mouth. 

I instinctively swallow his seed and the joy of that moment overwhelms me.

I wish to know you, experience you, and partake of all that is you from the sweat of 
your armpits to the nastiness of your piss and the poignant aroma of 
your farts.

Enslave me and let me worship you as no other.

The End

2-25-2011 Friday

2-25-2011 Friday – Travel Time Fun

I was on my way to Atlanta for the weekend and my gas needle was getting close to empty.

I pulled into one of those truck stops/gas station/Fast Food places to fill up my tank.

After filling my gas tank, I needed to go and drain my bladder. I parked the truck and headed off toward the Travel Center’s Men’s Room.

Inside was the typical setup. 4 urinals on one wall and four sinks on the wall across. Then there were 4 toilet stalls. The toilet stalls were little rooms with block walls and full door.

I only needed to take a piss so I headed for one of the urinals.

There was this Hot Hispanic guy walking round the Men’s Room as if he was lost. He finally walked up to the urinal on my right and undid his pants. From what I could see, he had pulled his cock out as if to take a piss.

I finished pissing and stepped back two steps as I usually do to button up my 501 jeans.

Fashion Note here: I was wearing 501 jeans, my brown cowboy boots, a black leather cowboy hat and western style shirt. I thought I looked pretty damn Hot.

As I stepped back to button my jeans, the Hispanic next to me turned and looked at me. As he turned his head, he also turned his body just enough for me to see his cock.

Damn he had a nice uncut piece of brown meat hanging in front of him. He had his hands by his sides so I got to see all of manhood without anything blocking it.

It hung out several inches from the fly of his jeans, was fairly thick looking and had nice skin hanging off the head of it.

WOW, Thank you for showing that to me. Now I wanted it.

After getting myself all together, I turned and headed toward the sinks.

I could still watch the Hispanic through the mirror.

He turned his head and looked over his shoulder at me twice while I was washing my hands.

As I turned to go to the hot air hand dryer I watched the Hispanic fumble with his cock as it seemed he was putting it back in his pants. Then he turned and walked past me heading back to the area where the toilet stalls were. He walked all the way to the last toilet stall which was the handicap stall. There he stopped and looked my way. Then he looked inside the toilet stall and then back at me. I watched as he then stepped inside the handicap toilet stall.

I’m no fool. I k new what he wanted.

I turned and walked back that direction also.

There wasn’t any other Men in the Men’s Room so I felt good about what was just about ready to happen.

I turned and stepped into the handicap toilet stall. There he was. Damn he was good looking. He had the greased up spiked spanky hair do and a nicely cropped goatee.

He had his hand on his crotch as he nodded to me. I quickly moved past him and sat down on the toilet.

I waved my hand and motioned for him to move in front of me. He stepped over and his crotch was right in my face. I could now smell his uncut cock. It had to be cheesy for me to be able to smell his cock before even undoing his pants.

I wasted no time getting his pants undone and the aroma of his raunchy crotch filled the oversized toilet stall. He was wearing grey boxer brief type underwear. I hooked my finger into the top of them and pulled them down to reveal his black pubic hair and then his uncut Latin cock flopped out in my face. 

The aroma of his raunchy crotch got stronger as I reached up with my other hand and guided the uncut brown cock into my mouth. I wasted no time getting my tongue allover his uncut manhood before started to dig my tongue into his brown foreskin.

WOW, what a nice treat. A Raunchy Hispanic Trucker needing his raunchy uncut cock serviced.

His cock began to grow and get hard in my mouth. I glanced up to see the look on his face. I was glad to see he was smiling and he had the tip of his tongue sticking out of his lips. He seemed to be really enjoying my mouth on his manhood.

It didn’t take long before his body began to stiffen and I could tell he was going to feed me his load. The Hispanic stud in front of me began to breath harder as he reached with his left hand and laid it on my head.

Then the joy of all life began. His hard uncut Latin cock began to pump a nice load of cum into my mouth and down my throat.

He was trying his best not to make any noise as he fed me his sweet load.

As his sweet cum went down my throat to belly, I had to moan a little.

After I had milked all of his sweet cum out of balls, he pulled his uncut cock from my mouth and stuffed it back in his pants.

He left the toilet stall first and I waited a minute before I left.

The Hispanic stud I had just serviced was going out the door as I turned to walk toward. Then in the door came one of the employees of the place to check the Men’s Room. We timed everything just right.

I headed on out the truck and got back on the highway.

Happy Pig = Belly Full of Cum

Glory Hole Cruising

Leaving the booth, I roamed the maze of video booths with glory hole for a few minutes, checking out all the doorknobs. The ones not locked, were not worth checking further.

I stood outside one of the known glory hole booths and lit
a smoke. Someone asked for a light. I turned and held out my
lighter, and grinned.

It was Carl. He and his lover had held several parties where I was always invited.

The sling they had was a great way to get fucked, and I got fucked like hell several times.

We talked, it turns out they had separated, and were still friends.
He asked if I remembered Tony his Italian friend. Fuck yes I remember him. A 9 inch cock, and hard enough to fuck through an oak beam, I said
remembering the times Tony fucked the shit out of me.

Tony's here, he's in the next booth, but he wont cum till he gets a good piece of ass.

He's had about five guys swinging on his dick so far, just
letting them play. Carl said.

Fuck, man I gotta have it then. I replied.

Just then the booth door opened. A hot sweaty cocksucker
came out, lips and face red from working on Tony's dick.

I held the door open and went in, Carl followed. He fed some bills into the
machine. I knelt and looked at the waiting cock. Just as big and
hard as I remembered it.

Hey Tony, I got a hot ass begging for that fuck pole.

He knelt at the hole and grinned. Well, lets see it. He said.

I shoved my jeans down, and made a show of greasing my hungry
hole. Then I backed my ass up to the glory hole.

Tony slid two fingers in and worked them around for a minute.
Dam, still nice and tight. I heard him say.

I backed up tight against the wall. Tony hooked his fingers in my hole and pulled. I groaned, but stayed in place, knowing he likes to play rough.

His fingers left my hole, and I felt the head of his cock push forward.
I groaned as it started pushing in.

Carl stood against me, and held a bottle of jungle juice to my nose. I inhaled deep, and he took a hit himself.

Carl then sat on the bench, and shoved his jeans down.
Tony's cock was inching into my hole, stretching me more than it had
in some time.

Carl brought my face down to his own hard cock. I wrapped my lips around it.

He held the bottle to my nose again and I took a long pull. My head was spinning, but the cock in my ass made me feel so fucking full, I groaned around Carl's cock.

Tony started a long stroke fucking. Slow and easy at first so I could feel every inch.

I sucked on Carl's cock like a starving dog on a bone. He
shoved my head down and held me several seconds.

Tony was picking up the pace, fucking harder and faster. I was in a frenzy, getting what I wanted at both ends.

Tony was fucking so hard you could obviously hear the sounds of him banging against the wall outside the booths.
Carl was using my head to fuck his cock, and I let him have control.
He took occasional hits from the bottle, and got so high he soon
lost control, and blew his load in my mouth. I moaned and whimpered
as his cum flooded my senses. The taste and smell drove me over the
edge. I started shooting my load between Carl's legs without even touching myself.

My ass spasm, tightening and squeezing Tony's cock. I heard him grunt, and felt him as he shoved forward. That familiar warm feeling filled my bowels.

Tony pulled back, and shoved forward hard a few times before his balls were drained.

He pulled out in one quick movement, causing my hole to
snap shut, then quiver for several seconds.

I stayed bent over, but let go of Carl's cock. Warm cum lube and ass juice ran down my legs.
Carl was grinning. I chuckled and said Fuck en A man.

We pulled up our jeans and left the booth just as Tony left his.
We walked down the hall a bit and I lit a smoke.

Tony asked how I'd been and if he could get hold of me somehow. Carl said he would give him my phone and e-mail to which I readily agreed. I glanced at my watch and told them I was supposed to be back at the other booth
soon.

They asked about it and I filled them in. Tony asked if I was interested in setting up a little scene with me as the lowly cocksucking pig.
Shit yes I agreed. After my smoke, I showed them which booth it was,
and they worked out a plan.

I was one Hell of a Happy Pig that night!

This was an adventure I had when I lived in Houston Texas.

Damn I would love to experience this again.

Do you know this Glory Hole?