Andy was a driving instructor, and well-known among the cottaging fraternity in North Nottingham. I had heard his name mentioned by different guys who described fantastic sexual sessions they’d had with him. He was a total bottom with a reputation for having a willing arse, and a magnificent cock that anyone would have been proud of. I lived in hope that my path might cross with his one day.I finished some shopping at the supermarket in Carlton and was returning to my car when my eyes almost popped out of my head! There, parked near mine was a car that had Andy’s name & telephone number emblazoned on the doors, and large L-plates fitted to the front and rear. I hoped this meant he was in the nearby toilets rather than in the supermarket. I always parked here whenever I visited Carlton toilets for a bit of fun. Would I find Andy in there I wondered as I walked down the car park ramp, crossed the road and headed towards the toilet block. I worked on the assumption that if I saw no one leave them, but men were in there when I entered, then they were probably Ataşehir Escort playing. Over the years I often visited these toilets, had many sexual encounters there, and got to know some of the regulars. Its popularity always amazed me because it was overlooked by a large police station that stood on the other side of the road. Perhaps it was this risk factor that appealed to a lot of users! When you walked in, you couldn’t see the urinals or anyone using them until you were right inside. This gave vital seconds for those playing to stop before being caught in the act.In the early days, there was one multi-user wall urinal that could accommodate five men, and where much mutual stroking and cumming took place. It was fun standing there with others and shooting loads that landed on the urinal wall before repeated flushes eventually washed them off. They later replaced this gang-urinal with three modern urinal bowls, with another one on a side wall. No dividers meant it was still easy to see the cocks of other guys using Ataşehir Escort Bayan them.The toilet door creaked when I pushed it open and I could imagine anyone inside quickly adjusting their positions to pretend they were peeing. On this particular day, I saw a man back away from the cubicle door glory hole that he was using, clearly startled by my entering the toilet. He was not quick enough to prevent me from seeing his erection which had probably been receiving a blow job from someone in the cubicle.Once inside, I found three guys with their backs to me, and one vacant urinal at the end of the row which I approached. I needed a piss, and doing this gave me time to glance across and see what dicks might be on offer. I knew the man wearing a tracksuit immediately to my left and had played with him before, but to his left stood a man I didn’t know. He was in his forties, quite tall, good-looking, with dark wavy hair and smartly dressed. His semi-hard cock hung out from his unfastened trousers and held my Escort Ataşehir gaze for longer than the quick peek that I had intended. At least seven inches with a mushroom head to die for – this surely had to be Andy! Beyond him with his back to me, and standing at the single urinal on the side wall, was a blond-haired twink no more than twenty-years-old. I guessed that I had interrupted a session these three had been having before I came in.I stroked my dick into an erection and the others seeing this, carried on with what they had previously been doing. The young lad turned in my direction and Andy bent down and took his uncut shaft into his mouth. The tracksuit man then moved behind Andy and pushed his rod into Andy’s bum. In the meantime, the other man had placed his cock back through the glory hole.I was really hard by now and wondered who might be first to shed their load.The twink moaned and Andy, sensing he was about to cum, stopped sucking and began wanking him hard. The boy shot a nice load all over the floor, then quickly put his cock away and left the toilet. The man at the glory hole was watching this and it brought him to his climax too. His arse cheeks clenched and relaxed several times as he shot his load into the cubicle. He stood back from the door, and squeezed the last drops of cum from his foreskin before putting his cock away and leaving.