[This is a story that I shared on another website. Now that I have this community - I will be sharing all my stories here. Enjoy! And leave lots of comments - I love to hear your stories and suggestions! ]

[ Everyone in this story is 21 years of age or older ]

Last summer I had the opportunity to visit Seattle for the first time. I have to say it is an experience that I will never forget. Over the past few years I have discovered my love for CMNM experiences. My very first experience was a hot summer week in Palm Springs…but that is a story for another time.

This trip to Seattle was a job interview tacked on to a long weekend stay. Being my first time in Seattle I jumped on Scruff to check out the local guys and get some ideas of fun places to hang out. It didn’t take long to chat with a few dudes and accept an invitation to hang out at a bar called The Cuff on Saturday evening with a hunk of man named Jim. From his profile on Scruff he was about 6’4” and had the body of solid muscle bear. My favorite type of guy! Think of Chris Meloni with a sexy beard. We agreed to meet at 8pm in front of the bar. Upon arrival he was even sexier than I had remembered. We ventured inside, grabbed a beer and then wandered off to the patio where we chatted about random shit between his introductions to his friends.

A few hours, shots and beers later we made our way to the dance floor with a couple of his friends. Wasn’t long before our shirts came off and were tucked into the back of our pants. The dance floor was packed and there was plenty of groping, rubbing and dancing. Occasionally, one of us would slip off the dance floor to grab another round of beers and bring them back to the dance floor. As we were dancing and grinding under the flashing lights and booming base of the dark dance floor the groping started to become more deliberate with purpose. As Jim and I danced he reached out to pull me close and wrapped his arms around my waist. I reached up and held on to his big sweaty biceps as we danced and rubbed the growing hardness in both of our jeans. At one point the music slowed to a low rumbling thumping base between songs. The lights dimmed to match the mood of the music and Jim leaned in and started kissing me.

I was really getting into the attention when I felt his hands slide into the back of my jeans and grab the straps of my jock strap. Jim broke the kiss and leaned back with a huge smile to look at me and tell me he LOVES a guy in a jock. He leaned in and started kissing on my neck as his hands explored my ass. By this point I was rock hard and was sure the jock was no longer containing my hard cock. I could feel it snug down the right leg of my jeans. Jim took a break from my neck to say he needed to take a piss. He pulled his hands out of the back of my pants and took my hand to lead me off the dancefloor and towards the bathrooms.

When we entered the bathroom the line was fairly short and it wasn’t long before we stepped up to two urinals next to each other. He pulled out his semi-hard cock and started pissing. I had pulled my dick out but was having trouble getting started because my cock was still hard as a rock. He was enjoying the view of me staring nervously as I waited for relief. Before I knew it, he was finished and zipping up. He stepped backwards away from the urinal to let the next guy in line step up. A moment later I felt him step up behind me as her whispered into my ear ‘need a little help?’. At that moment he reached around and took hold of my wrists. He raised them up and put them palms flat onto the wall about the urinal. He then slid his hands down my chest to my waist and then one took hold of my cock as the other slid into my jock and under my balls. In a smooth motion he pulled my balls out of the jock so they were hanging free over the front of the elastic of the jock. He then started to slowly tug on my cock and balls at the same time. Of course, this didn’t help me start peeing. Luckily the flow of piss finally started as he continued his tugging and massaging of my balls. It seems like I was pissing forever. His right hand continued it’s tugging on my cock as I was pissing and his left hand left my balls and traced it’s way up to my left nipple. My nipples are quite sensitive, and I let out a little moan as he took hold.

I was jarred a little by the sound of a dee chuckle next to me. I glanced over to see the guy that had taken Jim’s place at the urinal was actually one of his friends from the dance floor. He was enjoying watching Jim work me over. My hands were still stretched out on the wall above the urinal. I quickly looked to either side to see that the bathroom had cleared out for the most part. So I just closed my eyes and leaned my head back against Jim’s chest and enjoyed the attention. I felt Jim’s friend reach over and rub his free hand up and down my abs. With the beers and shots I was super horny and did not make a move to stop him. I felt his hand trace downward until it met up with Jim’s hand slowly working the last of the piss out of my cock. Then Jim’s hand was replaced with his and my cock continued to be slowly jerked. Jim’s right hand now moved upward to join his left hand working over my nipples. I was in heaven leaning back against Jim’s sweaty chest as my cock and nips continued to get all the attention.

Jim’s hands left my nipples and traced their way down my chest, rubbing my abs and then finding their way into the waist band of my jeans. Jim began to push my jeans down my hips and over my thighs letting them stop around my knees. Then his hands traced back up to my waist as he slid down behind me kissing my neck and spin on the way down. I was crazy turned on and Jim’s friend pick up his pace on my cock. I thought to myself, what the hell. I’ll shoot my load and we will be on our way back to the dance floor. Jim’s lips and tongue found their way to the waist bad of my jock and then into the open crack of my ass . His firm grip on my waist was allowing him to shove his tongue deeper and deeper. Jim’s hand traced it’s way up my spin to the space between my shoulder blades and he pushed me forward so my weight was on my hands still high up on the wall above the urinal.

I was starting to get close to coming as I felt Jim stand up. I felt his hand trace the now slick crack of my ass as his finger found my asshole. He was rubbing in small circles just around the hole without actually penetrating me. It was driving me crazy. I was moaning and moving my hips between Jim’s fingers and his friends hand jerking my cock. I whispered, “I’m about to cum” and they both picked up the pace just a bit more. Just as I was about ready to come they both quickly removed their hands. I was left in a swirl of being horny and half way forgetting where we were. I felt a playful slap on my ass as Jim said ‘come on sexy’ let’s let someone else get in here. I slowly opened my eyes and looked over my sholder to see a group of guys that had gathered to watch or wait for their turn to piss.