I had a great experience at K-Mart the other day. I went there hoping to suck a cock on my lunch break and that's just what I did. The rest room is set up with one urinal and three stalls, the last one being the larger, handicapped accessible type. When I entered the men's room, a few minutes after 12 o'clock noon, the last stall was the only one occupied. I went to the stall next to it, that would be the middle one, but the toilet was full of the last person's deposit and the toilet wouldn't flush! Frustrated, I went to the first stall. This put me one full stall away from my intended blowee. Getting myself seated and situated, the usual ritual began. Tapping of feet, the clearing of our throats and jingling of car keys confirmed that the man in the last stall was here for the same reason I was. Risking embarrassment at least and arrest at worst, I decided to go back to stall #2. My pulse was racing and my cock was at least half hard in anticipation of what might occur next. I took the top off of the toilet tank and was then able to flush the toilet. I pulled my shorts down, freeing my now fully erect cock as once again I seated myself next to this stranger , who no doubt was jacking his cock as he watched my feet for conformation of the blow job to come. I looked under the partition to see his feet tapping out his signal of horniness. Soon the feet turned towards me and I watched their awkward progress, due to the underwear stretched between his legs, as they moved closer to me. A beautiful cock (aren't they all though) with a very red head appeared under the partition and I lost no time in leaning down to engulf my lunchtime treat in one swift gulp. I heard a small gasp escape his lips as his hardness slipped into my warm and oh so willing mouth. It was a nice size, not too large or too small, and I leaned farther down in order to get it all in my mouth. I sucked, slurped and licked my way up and down his shaft for a minute or two while I fondled his balls with my right hand. His balls were hairy, which I liked. Some guys these days are shaving their ball sac but I always liked a big hairy dick and balls to suck. It reminds me that that it's really a man's penis I've got shoved down my throat. I was using my left hand to steady myself but my right hand I was now using to stroke this horny stud into a frenzy. His hands gripped the bottom of the partition and his legs slid further under it until almost half his body was now in my stall. I could tell he was really enjoying what I was doing to his ever hardening dick from the moans he was making and the fact that he was starting to thrust his hips in those little involuntary spasms, actually fucking my mouth now. Had he been able to reach it, I'm sure his hand would have been on the back of my head, holding it down on his cock so I wouldn't be able to get away. He needn't have feared that. Wild horses couldn't have pulled me off him now that I sensed that he was getting close to cumming. I could feel the veins along the sides of his penis as they slid past my lips, in and out, over and over again. I felt his dick head swell at the same time as he stopped his thrusting briefly and that familiar warm, salty jism squirt out of his cock and onto my tongue. For that one second, we were one. I continued sucking him until he pulled away. I spit his cum out into the toilet and heard him cleaning himself and zipping up. We had done it. I had just sucked another man off to orgasm just a few feet away from Mr. and Mrs. Middle American K-Mart shopper and they never had any idea that two horny homosexual perverts were performing nasty sex acts in the men's room. I left the rest room with a smile on my lips and humming a happy tune.