I don't know if this counts as a first date, but it was the first time I had sex with this guy. First a little background. I'm a pretty good-looking guy. I'm in my late thirties, but I look like I'm in my late twenties because I keep in real good shape. I'm five-foot-eleven and weigh 165 pounds with a runners build. I don't run a whole lot of mileage every week, a bit less that thirty: five miles, four days per week, between thirty and thirty-five minutes depending on the day, and three days when I do long-sprint intervals because they give you a really nice bubble butt. I've also got a very nice face, big brown eyes, well shaped; thick, but not too thick, lips; and nice cheek bones topped with nice thick brown hair. I like to dance, and I'm really good at it. I like sex too, but I'd never done anything wild before the night this story takes place.
A fairly good-looking guy had been flirting with me for a while. The best thing about him was his absolutely fabulous body. He was probably six-foot-two or three, with beautifully muscled arms, a flat stomach (in his tight shirt), and his legs filled his jeans pretty well and of course he had a very nice butt. His wasn't remarkable, good or bad, with short light brown hair not quite a crew cut but close. Finally, I let him convince me to dance with him. We danced for quite a bit; even though he'd hinted a few times that maybe we should do something else. I could tell he was enjoying the dancing though, as was I, since I took every opportunity to grind on his crotch. He was obviously hard, and so was I, but I liked to tease a bit.
Suddenly, he grabbed my arm and whispered in my ear, “Stop playing, I know what you want.” Then he propelled me toward the restroom by my arm while his other hand grabbed at my belt. As I was dragged to the back of the restroom and shoved against the back wall, he had completely undone my pants and was shoving his hand down the back groping my ass. I went to protest, but he kissed me instead. He pushed my pants over my ass grabbed the back of my head broke his kiss and ordered, “suck my cock,” and shoved me to my knees. Quickly he had his pants down to his thighs his big cock, at least seven inches and thicker than mine, springing from his pants. He grabbed my hair with one hand and his cock with the other and shoved it into my mouth.
I must admit I was not really sucking on his cock – not very well at least. He pulled his cock out and leaned down to me and said, “suck it like I know you want to.” Then he smacked my face a few times, adding, “understand?” When I didn't respond right away, he smacked me again and repeated, “understand?”
“Yes,” I gasped.
With that he stood up and shoved his cock back into my mouth. I grabbed his cock now and began to suck him the best I knew and elicited some pleasant sounds from him. Okay, another admission: I was really excited by all this, my little dick was throbbing hard. This was the kind of thing people fantasize about, not the kind of thing that actually happens. I had fantasized about something similar (without the slapping admittedly), but never expected it to happen. But here I was, on my knees in a public restroom, sucking some strange guys cock – basically being forced to even.
After a while he pulled me to my feet and said, “that's more like it – I knew you were a good cock-sucker.” As he kissed me, I felt him pull my right cheek and then felt a moist finger rubbing against my asshole. Then it was gone and he pulled back.
“Wait, I ...” was all I could get out before he pushed his fingers into my mouth.
“Suck 'em,” he said, “get them nice and wet.” When he pulled his fingers out he added a gob of his own spit.
“I don't think ...” I started before his tongue once again invaded my mouth. That was when I noticed that my tongue sought out his as soon as it entered my mouth. He shoved his two wet fingers into my asshole which elicited a gasp from me.
“You're tight,” he said.
As I tried to protest again the stall door next to us opened and he propelled us into it. He pushed me over the toilet and immediately began to eat my asshole. I protested, of course, and told him I had a boyfriend (he smacked my ass) and that we should not do this (another hard smack) and that I'd be happy to suck his cock (smack) but that I would not let him fuck me(smack). With that he stood up, put two fingers in my ass, reached around with his other had and grabbed my painfully throbbing dick and leaned over my back. “You want it!” he shouted, his fingers pumping my hole.
“Please use a condom,” I begged just before he raised up and positioned his cock at my hole. He smacked my ass, then pushed the head of his cock into me, then slid the whole of his manhood into me. I crooned as his cock pressed against my prostate. I lowered my head as he started to fuck me.
After a few thrusts he smacked my ass repeatedly and I heard someone shout, “smack that ass!” I looked around and could see at least three people standing in the doorway of the stall watching this man fuck me in the ass. He smacked my ass again and again and again. After his cock pumped into my man-pussy for only a few minutes, I came hard.
He pulled me up by my hair saying, “let everyone see you cumming slut.” My conqueror turned me half way to the crowd, his cock still pounding my ass so they could have a better view. He fucked me to another orgasm and I was erect again when he pulled out turned me to him and shoved me to my knees. With a hold of my hair he shoved his cock into my mouth. I could taste my ass on him – I'd never done ass to mouth before and I was sure I was going to get my first mouthful of cum as well. Sure enough, shot after shot of cum exploded into my mouth. I couldn't help but swallow it. Even after he finished shooting his load into my mouth he made me continue sucking and cleaning his cock with my mouth. Finally he pulled his half-erect cock out of my mouth and pulled up his pants. That was when I realized I had cum again when he shot his load into my mouth. I just knelt there in front of him while he fastened up his pants, looking up at him. Finally, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a card tossing it to me. “Call me,” he said, turned and left.
I cleaned up while those that were watching kept wanting me to suck their cocks and fuck them, but I hurried out as quickly as I could.