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This story is fiction based on one of my many fantasies whilst in college.

Ah to be 19 again...just exiting my youth and barely spreading my wings into adulthood. I was a little bit husky back then, but it was before all the chest hair grew in. Smooth as can be and ready to press my flesh up against any guy that could match my stamina. I sometimes reflect on those days as a treasure to hold; the memories, the fantasies and oh man, the sex.

My course schedule was pretty sporadic throughout the week which left me with a substantial amount of free time. The college was close to a local mall, always a good place to find eye candy and some great bargains. (What horny gay man doesn't like to shop with an erection?) Being at the cross-roads of several major cities and near an immigrant community, one has the opportunity in this town to meet many strangers. Sometimes the ones that don't speak your language make the best.

It was the middle of the day and the mall was pretty bare. Not a man or woman in site for that matter. I headed to the restroom for some quick relief before heading back for class. Minding my own business at the urinal this delightful looking almond skinned young man approached and stood next to me. (In a row of 10 urinals, something was up. Why was he getting so close?) He didn't say a thing.

We had both been standing there for quite some time when I realized neither one of us had moved or made a sound. I looked over and he was furiously pulling on a 12 inch banana shaped tan erection...his foreskin covered his entire head and jerked back and forth. It peeked out like an angry snake waiting to find its prey.

He must have noticed me looking because he grabbed me by the cock and led me into a large stall at the end of the restroom. There we stood facing each other, holding each other, jerking each other. I wasn't sure what to do as I had only thought about moments like these; I'd never participated in something so kinky and public. What to do, what to do. I leaned in for a kiss...

I guess I wasn't privy to public man on man sex, apparently guys aren't into kissing. (Who knew...you can suck a dick, take it up the ass, but you can't shove your tongue down someone's throat? For shame!) He placed his hand in front of our mouths and shook a finger at me in a "no no" kind of fashion. I didn't know what to do. He spit in his hand and moved it to my swollen cock. Gently pulling back the foreskin, he lubed me up and begins to swirl my head in his spit. So inexperienced, I never felt sensations like this while jerking off on my own. Still holding me, he turned around and put me inside him.

This was my first time inside a man and I was more than eager to be there. I grabbed his slim torso with one hand and his banana dick with my other hand. I jerked him while his ass pumped around my cock. After the kidding thing I wasn't sure if it was ok to use my mouth, but I ventured to the back of his neck with my lips and tongue; he didn't seem to mind.

We continued on this way for a few minutes until he started muttering things, Spanish or Portuguese I think was the language, but I can't be too sure. Whatever he was saying sounded sexy and aggressive. The language, his exotic look, the danger of a public place was all too much, I was about to cum.

Something must have scared him as he pulled away in an instance. In broken English he muttered "too dangerous" and started to zip up and compose himself. I tried reaching out to him but he took off. There I stood dumbfounded, naked in public, my dick still hard and pulsing. I could smell his ass on me and the remnants of his cologne and sweat. I don't think I learned a single thing at my lecture that afternoon; the rest of the day was a blur.

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