Everyone in this story is over 18. Long post warning. (There's a lot of build up but I promise it gets there lol)

Recently I decided to make a visit to the mall to get some things done. But knowing that I'd also wanna get some action, I allotted myself some extra time to cruise around and find some dick. For reference, the mall I went to is one of the largest in the country. There are probably around 20 different bathrooms, not including the ones in Macy's and some of the other larger stores.

Not including the Macy's bathroom, there are two specific restrooms that are known for being cruisier. Mainly because they are really tucked away at the end of long hallways so it's usually easier to hear people walking up. However, I always check out some of the other ones too because you never know what you'll find.

As I arrived at the mall, I fired up Grindr as well as Sniffies because well, let's be honest. As much as I love the thrill of old school cruising, I just don't have hours to kill, especially in a mall this big. And though I usually don't expect to find action on the apps I'd rather keep my options open and jump on in between walking from one restroom to the next.

I parked on the Macy's side because I always like to start there as it tends to usually have at least one person in there. I walked into the restroom on the top floor and low and behold I see two feet in the middle stall of three. As I walked by the enter the last stall, I caught a glimpse of the person in there. It was hard to make out his face but he seemed older and going by the shoes I saw when I got a closer look, he was definitely and older man. It looked like he had orthopedic shoes on. I sat for a minute to see what would happen. The foot tapping started but for some reason I wasn't into it so I left to head to the men's section and peruse around while seeing if there were any guys shopping and looking. As I'm walking out of the restroom I get a phone call that I had to answer. It was the perfect guise to use as I discretely checked out guys shopping around.

As I'm talking on the phone and stealing glances, a handsome older gentleman catches my eye and smiles. I smile back and continue talking and walking around not to make anything obvious. I see him cashing out and head back toward the bathroom. Bingo- I thought to myself. I hang back but follow him but as I'm getting to the hallway where the bathroom is, I see him leaving. Darn. I go in anyway to see if theres any more action. Two guys in the stalls with the middle stall open. I go in, sit for a minute to feel the situation out but soon realize they're actually using the bathroom and I don't wanna stay.

I leave Macy's and head out into the mall, making my way to one of the cruisy restrooms on the first floor. I quickly pop in and see nobody in there, so I head to the Nordstrom next door to shop around a little. After I leave, I walk back toward the first restroom, which is on the way to the other cruisy restroom. I see a man in a safety orange long sleeve walking toward me. He turns down the hall and heads to the restroom. I think to myself, why not see if he might be cruising? I follow him down the long hallway but make sure to make a little noise so he knows someone is behind him. I see him look back quickly but he keeps walking forward.

As I approach the restroom I see the janitor and his cart standing right outside the door. Damn. Luckily though he seems to be very into his phone and doesn't even look up. I see the man in the orange shirt standing at a urinal. As I walk in he glances over at me and nods. I take this as a sign so I go into the stall right next to the urinal (since there's only one) and lean forward to see his reflection. He's stroking. Jackpot. But one problem- the janitor. I gotta think fast.

I leave the urinal and as I walk past him he turns to flash me his hard cock. The janitor is at the entrance but can't see us. I motion for him to leave and follow me. As we walk down the long hallway I whisper to him.

"Wanna go to another spot?"

"I'll follow you." he says.

This is when I get a good look at him. He's probably about 6ft tall, looks to be in his 40s, little bit of a gut, stocky build, slightly thinning hair and cute in the face.

"Actually, follow me to the restroom by the entrance." he whispers.

As he walks ahead of me, I see it. The gold wedding band shimmering against his slightly dirty looking hands. He's a working man. Definitely of some kind of trade, or he wouldn't be wearing a safety orange shirt.

We get to the restroom and it has three urinals and a couple stalls. He goes to the urinal closest to a stall and whips out his cock and starts stroking. At this point I tell him to come into the stall with me but as soon as I say that someone walks in. I dip into the stall but see him leave. Fuck. I walk out and don't see him so I figure thats it for him. So I walk back toward the first restroom and just so happen to turn around and he's behind me. At this point I think he's following me so I continue past so I can head upstairs to the other cruisy spot but when I turn around he's gone. I figured he must have gone back to the first spot so I turn around and head back.

Sure enough he's back in there. Only thing is that the janitor is still there. But oddly enough, as soon as I go into the large stall the janitor leaves. Finally we're alone so I tell him to come into the stall. He comes in and locks the door and I immediately drop to my knees so I can slop his knob. It was the first time I finally got a good look at it. Probably about 6', good girth and cut. He has only his shaft out of his jeans and he's rock hard. As I'm going down on him I can smell the machine oil on his hands. It's slight but intoxicating, reminding me of the kind of man I'm pleasing. A rough-skinned hard working blue collar straight guy, who is married and definitely not getting what he needs at home. I look up and his wedding band catches my eye again.

We hear some voices coming down the hall so he stops me. At this point I think he gets nervous and mumbles something along the lines of "I can't do this here..." and jets out. Oh well, at least I got a little play.

Disappointed but not defeated, I decide to head up to the other restroom. This one is all the way in the farthest corner. I walk down the long hallway and make it in. This one has one urinal and two stalls. I see some feet in the smaller stall so I know theres a chance. Especially because the feet are spread apart. The clear sign that he's jerking. As I walk by the stall I catch a glimpse. I see someone leaning back and definitely stroking.

I go into the bigger stall and pull my pants down to sit on the toilet. Immediately I notice in the reflection from the back wall that this guy is trying to look in. I can hear him slapping his hand up and down his shaft. He keeps trying to look between the divider so I finally lean back and motion him to come over. At this point I hear him pull his pants up, open his door and he's standing in front my stall door. So I unlock it and let him in. Oddly enough, I recognize him. I just so happen to have played with him in the same exact stall on Black Friday. And I'm sure of this because the whole thing happened the exact same way the last time too. Plus I recognize the size of his dick, which isn't huge but good enough.

The last time we played, he came into the stall, I dropped to me knees, he stuck his cock in my mouth and unloaded immediately. So it's clear he had been edging. This time was a little different. He came into the stall but walked over to the toilet to finish jerking and started shooting into the toilet. Of course I wanted to feel his hot cum so I stuck my hand out to catch the rest of his shots and used it as lube to jerk myself. As soon as he was done he zipped up and left but I made sure to cum, using his cum and let out a couple of loud grunts as I shot my load all over his on the toilet seat.

After I was done I washed up, walked out and did another round before heading back to Macy's for one last check. If I had more time I would have stayed longer. There were a lot of hot guys walking around. Some alone, some with their wives looking like they didn't want to be there. Unless they snuck away to blow a load. Which surprisingly happens more often than not.

More stories to come the next time I stop by for a visit!