I had stumbled onto the restroom in the park, behing the Campus practice field...
I was starting college, still living at home, and was constantly 'horned out', needing to stroke it off a couple of times daily, sort of like breathing, I used to think. It was difficult to always have sufficient privacy at home, with an older brother in college, my Mom and my Dad, too, there never seemed to be a place except after lights out in my bed.
So, I had ridden my Bike over to the practice field, and needing to relieve myself, I found the restroom, stuck off in a grove of trees down a gravel path...It had two stalls in it, with doors that would lock, and in the 1st stall, there was a peep hole to the urinals, and a larger one looking into the next booth.
I always went to the last one with one side to the wall, and the larger hole into the next stall. I sat there relieving myself, and noticed someone was in the other stall...I noticed movement, and looking over, noticed someone was stroking off a hard boner, much like the one I was now acquiring. I reached down and stroked with him, til he stood, and shot his load all over the door in front of him...he wiped up, pulled up his pants, and disappeared...I continued to stroke my raging dick...I then heard someone walking in the gravel toward the restroom...I stopped stroking, and just sat there a minute.
Someone had come into the room, went directly to the booth next to me, and took off their Jacket, hung it on the door hook, undid their belt, undid their pants, lowered their zipper, dropped their pants around their ankles, and stood there massaging the front of their boxer shorts. I could see a prominate bulge appearing, and it was soon obvious that they were showing off to me, through the hole between us.
I was, of course hard as stone at this point, as I noticed a wedding band on his hand, and upon lowering his boxer-shorts, a very sizeable hard cock, that seemed to bounce when his heart beat...he turned toward the opening, and placed that monster through the hole at me...not more than a foot from my wide eyes. I saw a drop of liquid precum form when he handled his balls on the other side of the wall. His cock was thick with a slight up-ward curve to it, and bent slightly to my right. I reached over and smeared the droplet of precum around on the head of his cock, and heard him moan slightly, suddenly the monster started shooting cum into my hand, I stroked it slowly with the continuing flow of cum as lubricant, up and down the thick pulsating shaft,; I heard him let out muffled groans as I continued to stroke on his hardened meat. I stopped and concentrated on myself as I stood and shot my wad against the door.