Okay. Oh, it has to be in a locker room? Mine didn't happen in a locker room, but it was a buff, jock guy and he totally let me have it.
I'm a pretty good writer, but I swear on everything that this is a true story. If you knew me well, you'd know that I didn't make this thing up.
It was in a porn arcade. Straight guys and non-straight guys came by all the time because it was pretty cruisy and the staff weren't really buzzkills. Since I'm kinda picky, I don't usually cruise every guy that walks in, but I had never seen this guy before so I wanted to feel him out.
The guy was presumably straight the way he'd immediately shut down the other guys who'd walk by trying to cruise him. He was watching some straight porn and would sporatically rub his dick through his sweatpants. Total buffed out jock stud of a man, he was. He had light olive skin (Pakistani or something) and was wearing a tank and sweatpants like he'd just come from the gym, looking to take out some aggression on his meat. I was a little aprehensive about trying to cruise him, but I decided the worst thing he could do was kick my ass; so I went over anyway.
When I stood by his cubbie, he didn't ever look up at me...but he didn't turn me away either. He started to rub himself more and more until he worked up the nerve to pull out his pretty sizeable cock. Still refraining from eye contact he asked me if I "liked straight cock?" It's the only kind I like, so I immediately said yes. With that he made room for me to get in and told me to get on my knees.
I was giving him an A+ blowjob and he was loving it, squirming around and grabbing my head; however, continuing to watch the movie. He was really vocal, verbally abusive almost. It was pretty hot to me, though. He was saying things about how good faggots suck cock and how he loves to force his straight dick into my queer mouth. Abruptly, he stood up and told me what a fucking faggot I was and how I deserved to have his load all over my face, which he proceded to do. He shot a massive load and it coated my forehead, nose and some of my hair, which I wasn't expecting at all.
When he was fully done, he tossed me some parper towels and said thanks.
I was surprised that no one came by to see what was going on because the guy wasn't being quiet about his moans and stuff.
It was a pretty awesome experience.
