An Older Daddy Cruised Me in the Bathroom, Turning Me Into Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-F*g

"Despite only being 20, I pride myself on being my university’s cruising king."

A piece of nonfiction by an anonymous Boyslut.

Illustration by Jason Leviere (@mister_dashing)

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I can hear footsteps echoing down the hallway, but the bathroom door doesn’t open, and I loudly groan in the stall I’ve been camping out in, waiting for action. I’ve been stroking my cock for at least 30 minutes edging myself, waiting for a man to turn his head back at the urinal and peer through the crack in the door.

Even though I’m only 20, I take pride in being my university’s cruising king (considering how many “straight” college boys can’t resist wrapping their lips around my cock in public). Apparently, having a girthy, dark brown uncut cock makes you popular on campus, and I have turned a lot of boys into cruisers in the auditorium bathrooms.

Today, I have been so fucking pumped since I just spent a hour and half deadlifting around the university wrestling team, and I am ready to slide inside another horny twenty-something. I stop stroking for a second as I hear a big swing of the auditorium door, followed by footsteps. My ears perk up, like a horny dog.

Fuck, loud steps are thudding down the stairs, some dude is definitely heading towards the restroom. The door opens and I keep the fingers that aren’t wrapped around my dick crossed that it’s a cute boy done with class that needs his hole kissed.

Instead, a burly older dude walks in and parks at the urinal right in front of my stall, probably a humanities professor who teaches a class about plant sociology or something even stupider. He’s about 5’10, with a muscled, stocky build. I'm staring at him waiting for him to finish peeing, but instead he pulls down his tight jeans so they reveal his juicy, hairy, muscly ass. From this view, I can get a better picture and I start biting my lip looking at the tattoos all over his ripped arms, and that ass is making my mouth water. Two minutes pass, and he is still just parked at the urinal. I can’t help but start stroking my dick to that beautiful ass, imagining tonguefucking his hole until his knees shake, and I decided it’s time to take a risk.

I pull up my boxers and jeans but leave them unzipped, and exit the stall to stand at the urinal right next to him. He glances over at me, and fuck his eyes are so blue its magnetic and I stare too long at his sexy face and gorgeous stubble. Before I could even think he drops to his knees and starts kissing the head of my dick making me thrust my hips towards his mouth. He looks up at me, watching me trying to hold in moans, and starts stroking his hands so my foreskin starts sliding back, kissing my head as he does it. “Fuck, ahhh fuck fuck god fuck,” I moan, and I can tell he loves watching a young stud get pleasured.