On another site, I saw a new profile for a thirty year old guy. I read his profile, there was no photo but the following is excerpted from his page:
“A couple of years ago, I was having coffee with my cousin at the food court at the Westgate Mall.
My bladder was about to burst so I went to the washroom. There was a senior guy at the right urinal. I stood beside him at the left urinal. I seemed to piss forever and the senior guy watched it all. I could tell he was not just peaking but staring at my cock. I looked over at him. He was clean shaven, grey hair, wore glasses and nice looking. I looked down at his cock. He was uncut like me and he had pulled back his foreskin but was not pissing. 
He looks at me and says, “Nice cock young fella.”
That surprised me mightily but I was even more shocked when he reached over and grasped my cock. And more surprising, I let him. No guy had ever touched me before. He stroked my cock with his right hand from base to tip until all my piss  was out and then he rolled my foreskin back and forth over my glans. Soon, I had a full blown erection. And, dam, it felt good. His left hand was around my back, we were hip to hip. He kissed me on the neck as he stroked my cock. Then he kissed me on the cheek. I turned my head slightly to look at him and he leaned in and kissed me on the lips. This too was shocking but his kiss was gentle and soft and dam hot. I kissed him back lightly. Our lips entertained each other for several moments. No tongues were thrust into each other’s mouths, just light kissing. 
His stroking had my cock about to explode. 
I said, “Do you want me to cum?”
“Yes, please.”
He kissed me again and his strokes got more intense, faster and faster.
My cum spurted forth into the urinal. I was gasping uncontrollably and my hips were thrusting back and forth on their own accord. 
While my movements slowed and breathing returned to normal, he continued to pull my foreskin back and forth over my knob and little drops of cum fell off my dick and onto the floor. 
Just then we heard the outer door open. Quickly, he went to stand at his urinal.  By the time the inner door opened, I had put my cock in my pants. I zipped up and went to the sinks. The third guy went into a stall. I went to the sinks to wash up and so did my friend. We winked at one another while drying our hands on paper towels. We left the washroom and he went his way and I rejoined my cousin.
I have not done anything like that since but I have thought of this encounter thousands of times. My sex life at home with my wife is pretty bland and infrequent. I jerk off a lot to compensate. I fantasize about meeting up with this guy again and have him jerk me off. I can still recall the feeling of his hand on my cock.”
Well, SYD, that senior guy, I believe 100% is me. If I’d written that excerpt, it would be identical from my perspective. Jerking him off was a delight and I’d like to do it again. I’ve thought about sending him a reply through the site but I am reluctant to do so and possibly start something he is not prepared for that might prove to be life altering.
Maybe I’m just being dumb and I should go for it right?
What do you think?


If you remember Andrew Miller, his cock was as sweet as his