A further visit to the toilets

Try as I wanted I couldn’t stay away from those toilets. The memory of my depraved pleasure in sucking on 2 cocks and being fucked played on my mind. I relived the moment when the first cock exploded in my mouth, the feel of his cum shooting into my throat and tasting the warm salty load as I swallowed. The humiliation of feeling powerless to stop HIM fucking my asshole, making me his cum slut.
The following week I went back. It was the same day around the same time. The toilets were empty. There were a couple of cars in the car park but no one inside them. I felt like there was no one there.
I stepped inside it was quite dark and there was no sound. Looking across to the two toilet cubicles, I could see both doors open, no occupants. I stepped further in…
Then I saw at one of the two urinals, a man standing seemingly urinating. He was fiftyish stocky with a beard, wearing casual tracksuit bottoms and a coat. He looked at me over his shoulder, so I quickly went into the cubicle to relieve myself. I didn’t shut the door but stood waiting to piss. My cock seemed to take ages to release and I was aware of the silence. He had to be pissing too right? But there was no sound. Finally my bladder released a trickle of nervous pee. I had no further reason to be there, so I started to leave.
I stepped out and saw him still standing at the urinal. Again he looked at me over his shoulder, this time a little longer. We made eye contact, I smiled and nodded a hi, he did the same.
As I started to leave he partially turned. I was almost out of the door at that point, but my instinct made me stop. I took a step backwards and looked again. He turned a little more and I saw that he was now exposing a hard cock held in his hand, a nervous smile on his face. His cock was quite thick and uncut standing like a pole in his hand the head was showing slightlyin its foreskin it was an impressive sight!
I stepped towards him and reached a hand out to stroke him. He let me run a hand over his length then rubbed my cock through my trousers. To my embarrassment I wasn’t even semi erect, I was too scared at that moment. He started to unbutton my trousers but I stopped him by kneeling in front of his thick erect tool and grasping it in my hand, he gave a small grunt of pleasure and turned so he was fully facing me.