Sometimes You Just Get Lucky.

The place was the locker room at the club. The man stood there, in a shirt no pants or underwear. From where I sat, I had a direct view of his dick. It had been a long time since I had that feeling. We locked eyes, not a word spoken. He understood, we met in the stall at the back of the men's room. He didn't disappoint me, he grew thick and hard. I worked him, stroked him with my mouth doing the rest. His cum was thick and a mouthful. I swallowed, and he walked out. I waited before leaving.