This was about ten years ago. I was on my way into work one morning. As I go to the gym, I always get into the city relatively early, while the city is still not very busy. I don't know if other guys are the same, but for some reason I always find I need to piss much more often in the mornings, with far greater desperation and volume. For any of you who are familiar with Melbourne's three underground railway stations, I went into the toilets at one end of the Melbourne Central (Museum) station, went to one of the urinals, peed and went to wash my hands.
As I came back in front of the cubicles, where the hand basins are, I saw a guy who looked out between the crack in the door and the door frame. He seemed to be about my age - I was early 20's at the time. He sat back down and started to stroke his already erect, uncut penis. I moved over for a closer look, and grabbed my rapidly expanding erection to show I was interested. Fortunately, he didn't wait for longer before opening the door so I could enter.
While the toilets were quiet, with only the two of us in them at the time, I think we were both aware that we had to finish up fast. He was very affectionate, which I like, and we had a lot of hugging, kissing and stroking each other. I don't know why, but for some reason I think he may have been a New Zealander. One thing that was interesting was that he wore "aircel" type boxers which are fairly rare amongst guys in Australia, particularly back then.
As much as I would have liked to prolong the experience, it wasn't too long before we were both ready to cum. He was ready first, and turned slightly so that he was aiming at the wall of the cubicle. I will never forget what happened next, and have never seen anything like it since. I held him in my arms as he stroked himself to orgasm. When the first waves of his orgasm started and the contractions commenced, the first two spurts were nearly totally clear. At first, I thought that it must have been pre-cum. These first two spurts were followed by about five of the regular white variety, and they were fairly strong. Just as he finished the last of his contractions, he quickly stepped back so he was back over the toilet again, and immediately squatted down. The next bit started my own orgasm - he pointed is semi erect penis down to the bowl, and let loose with a very strong stream of piss. From the time he sat down to when the stream started was nearly instantaneous, so I guess he must have started his release prior to actually sitting down. I was amazed - as I continued my own orgasm, he continued to pee at the same fantastic rate. It was a great sight - a guy absolutely helplessly letting go of a load he must have been busting to piss out. I'd imagine the feeling of letting it go must have been on par with his recent orgasm. After I had finished, he was still pissing and sort of waved his hand at his penis as though to hurry it up.
I don't think that such a load could have built up that morning - suspect that he had held it in from the night before.
I would have loved to have seen or to have met up again, but as we were both careful to finish up before anyone else came into the toilets, we didn't exchange number - to this day I wish I had.
As I mentioned, I have had some other quality sightings and if you like, I'll write some more down. Kind regards, Graeme