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January 2009


Restroom Break

By Richtor Darkbane


The bright fluorescent lights bounced off the floor as I headed for the mens’ room of a typical truck-stop off the interstate. I bypassed the two empty stalls to the set of three urinals waiting on me and parked myself in front of the furthest urinal, and just as I unzipped my pants a man walked in. He stood at the center urinal right next to me even though the far urinal was free. With no dividers I couldn't keep my eyes from straying from my own stream to his thick tool as he relieved himself. I finished before him and headed for the sink to wash my hands. I finished and reached for the empty paper towel dispenser; there was no other option but to use the hand-dryer. The loud blowing noise distracted me for a moment from what was going on behind me. Before I knew it, he had finished and washed his hands and was now sharing the stream of hot dry air with me.

"Did you like it?" His hand brushed against mine.

"Huh?"

"Did you like looking at my cock?"

I turned bright red and a look of shock and fear overtook my face.

"You weren't too shy to look, but you're too shy to talk?" He grimaced.

I took a deep breath in and found the courage to speak. "If I didn't like it I wouldn't have kept looking would I?"

The grin on my face was contagious and he flashed one of his own, dimples showing through on his stubbly face.

"Wanna grab a burger with me?"

I just nodded and followed him out of the mens’ room.

We followed the smell of fast food to a slightly dirty overpriced burger restaurant built into the truck-stop. We each bought a combo-meal and sat down together. As we ate he just kept luring me into eye contact with that cute grin on his face as he hit me with a barrage of questions. My age, where I was from, what I was doing there staring at trucker’s penis. We chatted for about an hour and I felt like he was one of the most interesting guys I'd ever met. He was swooning me with every answer to my usual twenty questions. But it didn't take long before the inevitable happened.

"You said you liked what you saw, wanna come out to my truck with me and see it again?"

My face dropped, and I was sure he noticed by the change in his expression.

"Sorry, I gotta go." I lied.

"Wait!"

I just kept walking, my disappointed posture must have been enough to keep him from pursuing.

"And you thought it could have been something real..." I murmured to myself, scoffing.



© Richtor Darkbane 2008




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