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Taking A Leak by by georgeleggett@comcast.net (georgeleggett@comcast.net)In these troubled days it is always nice to take a trip down memory lane to a more innocent and fun time. I was doing just that when this story came to mind of an incident that happened over thirty years ago. The drinking age in the state of Michigan was put back to 18 in the early '70's. Now it's back to 21 thank goodness. At any rate I had turned 18 at the beginning of the school year and would tease my friends who were only 17 that they had to go home to Mama while us big boys visited the local tit bar. However, I promised my friends that as soon as they turned 18 I would take them out on the town for that night and treat them to a lot of fun and drinks. I got to do this quite frequently in fact about once a month as each in turn turned to the golden age of 18 years old. It was on one of those occasions when I was with my friend Mike. The pitchers of beer were flowing and the tits were flying. The music was loud and the smoke was thick. Every young guy was enjoying himself goggling at the young women shaking what their Mama gave them.Well, after many pitchers of beer sooner or later Mother Nature calls and she was yelling loud and hard at me. Lucky for me, my bladder was full of beer and not helium otherwise I would have floated up into space. I stood up and told Mike I would be back. I must take a leak. I think he heard me but he was to busy drinking his beer and rubbing his hard on to notice anything.As I ran back to the john I was in a bigger hurry than ever. I just did not think I could last another second. Finally, I got out my rock hard dick and began to shower the urinal like an early spring hurricane. I was just beginning to subside the flow when I looked up and saw a much older man staring at me or I should say staring at my hard on. He put his hand on my shoulder and I almost jumped a mile. He said, "I'm sorry to have startled you but I can't help admiring what a beautiful dick that you have." I said "Thank you." It was quite hard at the time not only because of the enormous piss I had to take but looking at all those beautiful tits in the other room is bound to make any dick especially an 18 year-old dick stand on end. And boy, my dick was not only standing it was ready to run a marathon.He said to me "I don't want to seem well… like…. But...". I said, "I don't mind." He said, "Well, I really would love to make you cum if you're in the mood." I said "I'm always in the mood and wouldn't mind at all." He said we should move over to a stall so we'd have a little more privacy and I agreed.First he went to the paper towel rack and got quite a big handful of towels. Now I know I cum like hell but there was no way in hell I was going to fill up those paper towels. I didn't say a word but just watched and he locked the stall door behind us. Then he proceeded to put the paper towels on the floor. I was a little bit puzzled by this but still kept watching while he said to me to unbutton my pants. I did and revealed a humongous boner that kept bobbing up and down with every beat of my heart.He was still bent over placing the towels around the floor when he look up and saw what I had. He just kept repeating "Beautiful, simply beautiful." He went to his knees and now I knew why he wanted all the paper towels. He was wearing a very expensive suit and I could see that he did not want to soil it on this cruddy floor that I was standing on. No sooner did the second "beautiful" leave his mouth than he proceeded to fill his mouth with all that I could give him. It felt so cool and so soothing as he ran his tongue up and down my shaft. He did not waste any time massaging my hairy nuts. They were so tight at this point that I knew I was only moments away from the Promised Land.Instead of removing his mouth he went on me even deeper and gave my big balls one last squeeze before I erupted. It was hot and it was fast just like it was on August 24, 79 A.D. back in Pompeii when Mount Vesuvius erupted. It was over before it actually began and I was still hard as a rock when he was getting back to his feet. He looked at me and said, "That was delicious. You have fantastic tasting cum." I thanked him and tried to pull up my pants but with the hard on I had I knew that would be a nearly impossible task. He was quite surprised and remarked to me how erect that I still was. I said it's always like that and it would take me a couple more times before it would go down. He looked at me like a young boy looking at Christmas tree on Christmas morning with all the gifts before it. My gift to him would be another wonderful load of sweet cream. He did not have to ask me twice if I wanted to cum again and started to give me a wonderful hand massage. His hands were very cool and very smooth. I was afraid that I might get some pre-cum on that gorgeous suit of his because again I was getting near to the time of a wonderful orgasm. I guess he knew it too and replaced his hands with his mouth.That was all she wrote. I was a goner only this time he not only used his mouth but both of his hands. One hand was on my big balls, gently squeezing them and his other hand was going up and down my shaft while his mouth enjoyed sucking up every drop. His tongue was not idle either and it kept tempo to my pulses of wad after wad. This time he did get every drop. When he came up for air he took a silk handkerchief from his vest pocket and wiped a drop of cum that ran down his chin. He got up and thanked me for the enjoyable experience but I was the one that should have been thanking him. He picked up the towels off the floor, washed his hands and left. I also washed up and returned to my table where Mike was.Mike yelled out "Where in the hell were you? Did you fall in the fuckin" toilet or what?" I just smiled at Mike and said, "No, I just had to take a leak!"