I was pushing 95 MPH racing down the freeway. It was 6 AM and I had been up since three, all worried because today was my first day at my new job. I had drank about four cups of coffee that morning and had to piss like a racehorse. The new commute to the job was 45 miles further and I knew I couldn’t make it. There was a rest area about two miles ahead and my bladder felt like it was going to burst. I saw the exit ramp ahead and raced down it screeching into the first available spot. I jumped out of the car and ran towards the three porta-potties lined up next to the parking area. I ran up to the first one- it was paddle-locked shut, same with the second one. I jumped over to the third- no paddle lock! I swung the door open only to find this dude sitting on the can. “SHIT! I’m sorry!” I exclaimed as I shut the door. “You going to be long, dude? I gotta piss like there’s no tomorrow!”

”I’m going to be a while, but there’s a urinal in here. You can use it while I’m still in here if you want,” I heard from the other side of the door. It was a soft voice with a slight Hispanic accent. “Thanks!” I said as I swung the door open, quickly unzipped my pants and let my stream loose. The urinal was no more than a foot and a half from the seat and the guy’s head was almost level with my cock. “My pleasure,” said the other guy. I looked down at him. He had a huge grin on his face and was stroking a big, fat uncut dick that had to be all of eight inches long and six inches around. My own cock started to harden at the sight of him stroking as I pissed. He was staring right at my cock as I pissed. Slowly he reached his hand up. “Do you mind?” he asked, wrapping his hand around my partial hard-on without waiting for a response. At the touch of his hand my piss flow stopped.

“Hmmm, too bad!” he whispered, “I was hoping to have a little taste of that golden stream.” I moved over towards his face and said, “Put it in your mouth, then.” He quickly inserted my now seven-inch rock-hard shaft in his mouth. I strained a bit and soon a steady flow of my piss was flowing down his throat. He quickened the pace of his stroking as I managed another 10 seconds or so of flow into his mouth. I had never seen anyone drink piss before and it was turning me on. I squeezed out a last few drops as he took my pecker out of his mouth, muttering “That is so hot!” He pushed me away from him a bit then stood up. His pants dropped to the floor of the smelly, filthy porta-potty. He turned around and bent over, tossing me a condom from his pocket. “Fuck my hungry ass now,” he whispered. I slipped the condom over my throbbing shaft then slowly inserted it into his hole. By the looks of his gapping pucker, and judging from all the freshly-used condoms sitting on the floor, I had to be one of many fucks he had that morning.

I shoved my stiff member deep into his hole. He let out a loud moan of pleasure as I started to rhythmically thrust my shaft in and out