I stepped into the public bathroom, the door slamming shut behind me as I scanned the dimly lit stalls for a willing participant in my impromptu porn shoot. The air reeked of disinfectant and desperation, but all that mattered was the bulge in my shorts growing with each passing second. I spotted Marty, an 18-year-old twink with a mop of curly hair and eyes that sparkled like diamonds, jerking off behind a stall door.
I sauntered over, my dick leading the way as it strained against my zipper. “Hey, little one,” I purred, my voice dripping with honey, “got a minute for a blowjob in this dirty bathroom?” Marty’s eyes lit up like a Christmas tree, and he nodded enthusiastically.
He dropped to his knees, his small hands grasping for my thick cock as I pushed the door open wider. The sound of running water and distant laughter from outside faded into the background as we indulged in our raw, gay lust. His warm mouth wrapped around my dick, suction drawing me deeper with each bobbing motion.
I grabbed the back of his head, guiding him further down my cock as I fucked his face with reckless abandon. The sounds echoing off the tile – Marty’s gagging and my grunts of pleasure – were the perfect accompaniment to this impromptu porn scene. My balls drew up tight, a burst of cum shooting into his eager mouth as he suckled me dry.
Breathless and spent, I yanked him up by the hair, crashing our lips together in a sloppy, porn-fueled kiss. The bathroom door swung open, revealing the world outside, but all that mattered was the cock still pulsing with life between us – a tangible testament to this dirty, public encounter.
