Gay Erotic Stories

It was a Saturday and things were quiet at the Dallas Fort Worth Airport where I had a layover. As is my custom, I was checking out the restrooms hoping to see someone interested in a peek or two. I was standing at the urinal, waiting and working it a little. A nice looking businessman came in and went two slots away even though there must have been a dozen open urinals---good sign. I was patient still working it. He glanced over once to often so I eased back and let him see what I was growing. By now I knew I had a winner. He was growing his and looking at mine. We got us a nice smooth cadence going as we both jerked our hard and by now dripping cocks. I love looking at the cocks and eyes, trying to guage the heat. We were both getting close, the pace picked up some. Then he sorted of nodded, leaned back so I could see and here it came. A long, ropy gusher of white cum. That got me over the hump and I squirted the stuff all over the back of the urinal. He pretty quickly squeezed of the cum and zipped up. I wanted to catch up with him outside to say how hot the deal was, but he was gone in a flash. I figured he was another guy who wanted to think he was straight. I'll keep at my game at places like this. Have you had some fun also?