slightly as my cock stood at attention as I started to go down on him. He had a slight taste of pre-cum inside his long foreskin, with a lingering hint of sweat and salty piss. I braced myself for the oncoming assault.

His 8-inch cock was only semi-hard but the foreskin was starting to pull away from his big tulip shaped cock-head. The large piss slit was oozing clear tasty juices. I was turned on by the musky dried cum smell from his cock. Usually I was turned off by this scent but this was different for some reason. I stuck out my tongue to taste his salty jizz, and once again take a deep whiff of him. I reached for his cock with one hand and searched for his balls with the other. He moved in closer as I pulled on his low hanging sweaty balls. I felt my cock harden as I was forced to suck this hot leather stud that I had desired earlier. In the excitement of the moment, I no longer knew or cared if there were other people in the room. I continued to enjoy his tasty cock. I glanced up at his handsome face, only to see my own reflection in his dark wraparound sunglasses. He held the back of my head until he realized I was willingly sucking his cock, and was enjoying it as much as he was.

“You like to suck cock, huh, fucker? Well, you’re going to taste some pussy juice there too before you take my spunk. I just fucked some chick in the back of a van. Didn’t have time to wash it off before her old man came back, so now you get the privilege. Suck it good punk. I need it cleaned off good and can use another draining before I go home to my old lady. She can smell pussy juice on my cock 10 feet away. Clean it good. Yeah, that’s good, cock sucker. Suck the juices out of that cock.”

I was so hot for this dude that I didn’t care if anyone heard us. I was enjoying his cock even though he said it was covered with pussy juice. I continued to suck. I licked and sniffed his balls as he moaned, and shoved my head into his warm body. I sensed an excitement in his body movements, and I knew any minute he would shoot his warm cum into my willing mouth. He lurched forward, pulled my head down on his cock, and dumped a big load down my throat. I pulled away just long enough to gasp for air, then went back down on his throbbing shaft. He gasped and trembled in the ecstasy of his orgasm. After I milked down the last few drops of his sperm, he pulled away from me, wiped his remaining wet cock on my face, put his cock and balls back into his jeans, and left the booth.

My cock was still so hard and with a few jerks of my hand I shot my load all over the floor and the inside of my jeans. It was one of the best orgasms I’d had for some time. I still had his bandanna in one hand and took a last deep whiff before I put it in