Being approached for sex in public?

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This weekend I was at my local shopping mall, doing a little Christmas shopping. It was late and not very many people were left at the mall, I was leaving myself and decided to go to the restroom before I left the mall. I was the only one in the restroom, and I was standing at a urinal when a cute guy probably 22 or 23 year old came in and stood at the urinal directly beside me. I'm a shower and most of my 7 1/2 inches shows when I am flaccid, and I don't mind when a guy wants to take a look. But I notice that is guy was obviously staring, and he was stroking dick. I looked over at him and he made eye contract and made a motion as though he wanted me to touch his dick. I have always be a little attached to guys although I have always date girls, but I have never done anything with another guy, especially not in public. I totally got freaked out and left the restroom and went to my car to go home. In retrospect I kind of wish I would have seen where things would have gone if I would have reacted over and grabbed his dick.

Has anyone else had a similar encounter? Did you freak out like me, or did you let things play out?
 

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Well johnwade79,

I had an experience somewhat similar to this in college, but from a slightly different context. However before I proceed with the telling of it, I must first state some basic facts about where I went to school.

The first thing to mention is that my school’s main campus sat right next door to two very wonderful hotels (Doubletree Grand Hotel Biscayne Bay Miami Florida - Miami FL Hotels and Marriott Biscayne Bay Luxury Hotel in Downtown Miami Florida respectively) on Biscayne Bay. Further most of my classes were housed in the larger of the two hotels which exposed us attending college students to a very wonderful and "stimulating" environment (in every sense of the word…lol). With that said, I will now share my experience with you all.

One day while finishing up my work study in the school library, I realized that I was running late for my art history class. Luckily though my class was a few doors down on the same floor as the library, so I decided that I would just go drop my things off in one of the chairs in class and show my face to the professor. This would let him know I was there and buy me some more time to go back to the library to wrap up my shift. Anyway, when I was finally done, I remembered that I had to go use the restroom really quick before going into class again. So I walked off down the hall towards the main restrooms on that floor; which happened to be located in guest part of the hotel.On my way there is where things got interesting.

While walking down the hall to the doors leading to the area where the restrooms were, I saw this guy who was coming up on one of the escalators I was passing checking me out. Surprised at this of course, I smiled and nodded of to show my appreciation, but thought nothing more of it (as far as I was concerned, it was just a cute guy being courteous). Anyway, I proceeded to go about my business when I look back and see him standing there in nice fitting green t-shirt, kaki shorts and flip flops looking at me walk away from him. Being cute, I paused for a moment to smile again, then giggled and turned away as if not that interested (I know… that was so gay of me, but I never normally do that…lol). Well this was obviously the right motivation this guy needed to do what he was about to do next, because he then started to follow me. At this point I got nervous for some reason and rushed even faster to the restroom to relieve myself and to see if he would follow. And sure enough, he did; he followed me all the way there.

Once inside, I went to the closest urinal I could find not knowing what to expect (this is a good time to mention that I was still in the closet at the time and did not want to get found out this way if anything did happen). Well sure enough something did happen. This guy walks in behind me and then proceeds over to the urinal to my right. He looks at me, smiles and then starts to unzip his shorts and out flopped the his penis. It was clearly twice the size of mine (or it at least appeared that way to me). I pretended not to look but what he did next made it hard not to. Instead of moving closer to the urinal to do his business, he steps back a bit to make sure I get a really good view of what he has and just stands there. I just look down at it, then back at his face and could not believe what I was seeing. He then smiles again at my reaction and starts to stroke it right there in front of me. At this point I was getting a very real and very noticeable erection. But being scared and nervous about it all, I finish up what I was doing and head on over to the sink. The guy immediately zipped up and walked behind me. We are now looking at each others eyes in the huge mirror over the sinks in the restroom. As I am starting to wash my hands I notice that he is fumbling with his zipper and was seemingly unable to put his whole package back inside his shorts (the erection he was starting to get exasperated that fact). It was one the biggest penis I had seen in person on a complete stranger at the time. It just had this presence all its own that arrested my complete and undivided attention. Anyway I tried to drag out the washing of my hands as long as humanly possible just to continue to stare at this most beautiful site; the most beautiful I had ever laid eyes on up until that point. The man had to be in his late 20’s or early 30’s. He was white guy, slight taller then me with a very nice build and features. He was wearing a read cap and had green eyes and a shaved head from what I could tell. Also I realized that he was not wearing any underwear and had no visible pubic hair (shaved I assumed).

There we were alone in a hotel bath room obviously enjoying this little moment. He soon builds up enough courage to approach me and stand on my left side with the whole thing just hanging there next to my hand. I look down and then back up at his eyes and knew what he wanted me to do. I knew for some reason that he wanted me to reach out and grab it and make this whole moment complete. But fear finally won out and I just smiled and walked away. And I can never forget the look on his face as I did this. It was a type of mixed pleasure and longing, but eventual disappointment. I then turned to open the door and heard him zip up in the background as I stepped out. I walked down the hall, back towards the main doors leading to the commercial side of the hotel, when I took one last look back. There he was in the distance just watching me walk away.

Eventually I made it to class, but could not focus on anything going on. I was infatuated with the man in the mirror…lol. Eventually I ended up leaving the class no less then five times that day checking if he would still be there. But he was gone just as quickly as he showed up in my life. And for the rest of my semester, from then on, I made it a habit to go to that same restroom, at the same time, in the off chance or hope that I would run into him again. Alas, it never happened. And I was left with this empty feeling of what could have been but never was to this day. But little did I know this would be one of many similar experiences. Ones I will share at another time…lol.

Anyway johnwade79, just know that you are not the only one who has had one of those moments and wishes things would have turned out differently. Just chalk it up to a life lesson or test of your will and character for future experiences. Experiences you are bound to have again.

Take care man and stay safe.

Regards,

T.D.

Ciao-:cool:
 
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Well johnwade79,

I had an experience somewhat similar to this in college, but from a slightly different context. However before I proceed with the telling of it, I must first state some basic facts about where I went to school.

The first thing to mention is that my school’s main campus sat right next door to two very wonderful hotels (Doubletree Grand Hotel Biscayne Bay Miami Florida - Miami FL Hotels and Marriott Biscayne Bay Luxury Hotel in Downtown Miami Florida respectively) on Biscayne Bay. Further most of my classes were housed in the larger of the two hotels which exposed us attending college students to a very wonderful and "stimulating" environment (in every sense of the word…lol). With that said, I will now share my experience with you all.

One day while finishing up my work study in the school library, I realized that I was running late for my art history class. Luckily though my class was a few doors down on the same floor as the library, so I decided that I would just go drop my things off in one of the chairs in class and show my face to the professor. This would let him know I was there and buy me some more time to go back to the library to wrap up my shift. Anyway, when I was finally done, I remembered that I had to go use the restroom really quick before going into class again. So I walked off down the hall towards the main restrooms on that floor; which happened to be located in guest part of the hotel.On my way there is where things got interesting.

While walking down the hall to the doors leading to the area where the restrooms were, I saw this guy who was coming up on one of the escalators I was passing checking me out. Surprised at this of course, I smiled and nodded of to show my appreciation, but thought nothing more of it (as far as I was concerned, it was just a cute guy being courteous). Anyway, I proceeded to go about my business when I look back and see him standing there in nice fitting green t-shirt, kaki shorts and flip flops looking at me walk away from him. Being cute, I paused for a moment to smile again, then giggled and turned away as if not that interested (I know… that was so gay of me, but I never normally do that…lol). Well this was obviously the right motivation this guy needed to do what he was about to do next, because he then started to follow me. At this point I got nervous for some reason and rushed even faster to the restroom to relieve myself and to see if he would follow. And sure enough, he did; he followed me all the way there.

Once inside, I went to the closest urinal I could find not knowing what to expect (this is a good time to mention that I was still in the closet at the time and did not want to get found out this way if anything did happen). Well sure enough something did happen. This guy walks in behind me and then proceeds over to the urinal to my right. He looks at me, smiles and then starts to unzip his shorts and out flopped the his penis. It was clearly twice the size of mine (or it at least appeared that way to me). I pretended not to look but what he did next made it hard not to. Instead of moving closer to the urinal to do his business, he steps back a bit to make sure I get a really good view of what he has and just stands there. I just look down at it, then back at his face and could not believe what I was seeing. He then smiles again at my reaction and starts to stroke it right there in front of me. At this point I was getting a very real and very noticeable erection. But being scared and nervous about it all, I finish up what I was doing and head on over to the sink. The guy immediately zipped up and walked behind me. We are now looking at each others eyes in the huge mirror over the sinks in the restroom. As I am starting to wash my hands I notice that he is fumbling with his zipper and was seemingly unable to put his whole package back inside his shorts (the erection he was starting to get exasperated that fact). It was one the biggest penis I had seen in person on a complete stranger at the time. It just had this presence all its own that arrested my complete and undivided attention. Anyway I tried to drag out the washing of my hands as long as humanly possible just to continue to stare at this most beautiful site; the most beautiful I had ever laid eyes on up until that point. The man had to be in his late 20’s or early 30’s. He was white guy, slight taller then me with a very nice build and features. He was wearing a read cap and had green eyes and a shaved head from what I could tell. Also I realized that he was not wearing any underwear and had no visible pubic hair (shaved I assumed).

There we were alone in a hotel bath room obviously enjoying this little moment. He soon builds up enough courage to approach me and stand on my left side with the whole thing just hanging there next to my hand. I look down and then back up at his eyes and knew what he wanted me to do. I knew for some reason that he wanted me to reach out and grab it and make this whole moment complete. But fear finally won out and I just smiled and walked away. And I can never forget the look on his face as I did this. It was a type of mixed pleasure and longing, but eventual disappointment. I then turned to open the door and heard him zip up in the background as I stepped out. I walked down the hall, back towards the main doors leading to the commercial side of the hotel, when I took one last look back. There he was in the distance just watching me walk away.

Eventually I made it to class, but could not focus on anything going on. I was infatuated with the man in the mirror…lol. Eventually I ended up leaving the class no less then five times that day checking if he would still be there. But he was gone just as quickly as he showed up in my life. And for the rest of my semester, from then on, I made it a habit to go to that same restroom, at the same time, in the off chance or hope that I would run into him again. Alas, it never happened. And I was left with this empty feeling of what could have been but never was to this day. But little did I know this would be one of many similar experiences. Ones I will share at another time…lol.

Anyway johnwade79, just know that you are not the only one who has had one of those moments and wishes things would have turned out differently. Just chalk it up to a life lesson or test of your will and character for future experiences. Experiences you are bound to have again.

Take care man and stay safe.

Regards,

T.D.

Ciao-:cool:
:eek:

WHORE!
 

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Lol...

Now, now marluc. How does that make me a whore? It's not like I slept with the guy or anything like that (in spite of my better judgment:tongue:). Actually… now that I think about it, you were that guy marluc! Weren’t you?:eek:

Ciao man-

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I was once looking at porn (magazine rack) in a gas station when a handsome guy about my age came in, started looking at porn as well, and said under his breath (but while keeping his eyes on the magazine pictures), "You wanna go back to my place?"

At first, I was deeply confused. I wasn't sure if he were mumbling to the girl in the magazine (takes all kinds) or what.

I didn't say a word. I just kept looking at my mag.

He finally left, looking very disappointed. It was at that moment that I finally realized he had been talking to me.
 

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There was one time that I had gone into a clothes store, can't remember what one it was. I went to the changing room to try on some stuff I had picked out, and lo and behold there was an adorable 5'3" blonde who asked me how many things I had and took me to the dressing room. I did notice that she had been eyeing my crotch as she asked me, so I tried on a few different pairs of pants (to see which would impress her the most). Naturally my mind started racing a little and i was at half mast before long. I picked the pants that I wanted to keep and put my old pants on, still with my honer, but as I walked out and saw her eyes go wide when she looked at my crotch I realized that I had forgot to zip up my fly and there was a large bulge (concealed by my briefs, of course) protruding from my fly. She said she could take any clothes that I didn't want and asked if I was sure there wasn't anything else that she could help me try on while she continued to stare and my bulge. Nervous as hell, and idiotically, I said that there wasn't and I was all done and went to the register after zipping up my pants. Nevertheless I got her number and we had fun later on. :)
 

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I was once out for a bicycle ride and started exploring and got lost. After trying to find my way back, I finally broke down and stopped at a gas station to ask for directions.

The Middle Eastern guy there couldn't look me in the eye while he was telling me the directions (he was staring too hard at my bulge), and he was stammering as he was speaking. It was unnerving at the time but amusing in retrospect. I know he wished he'd asked for my number or something. :biggrin1:

I usually prefer more subtle expressions of interest, but from time to time in my past -- depending on the wording and tone of voice -- a brazen "Would you like to have sex with me" type of question has done the trick. So to speak. :tongue:

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Well johnwade79 and others - as hot as this all seems to be there is a danger that nobody has acknowledged yet. Sometimes, when businesses are unhappy with sexual activity in their bathrooms, they hire plainclothes cops. Apparently, it's ok for them to expose themselves and stroke etc. and when you return the gesture . . . BUSTED! I know this from life experience and have known others who have seen this happen too. It's fun to play but please be careful!
 

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That would not be allowed in the UK. Any court would throw the case out as police entrapment (in fact, if there was any "encouragement" from the officer/s to behave inappropriately then the police would most likely not proceed in any case). An officer can stand at a urinal, not exposing anything, and can arrest you if you make an advance towards him but it is not permitted for them to initiate any activity. They themselves would be breaking the law.