I’m 20 and the dad is undoubtedly older than 18…

Today was Canadian thanksgiving, and I had breakfast with my family. It was at a brunch place that serves endless coffees with stacks of pancakes and fried eggs. I love my family but sometimes when my brother is arguing with his wife and my parents are trying to entertain my niece, I get bored and lost in my thoughts. This time while blankly looking in the distance I caught myself staring at the dad sitting at the table across from us, and I was shook out of my trance by the little smirk he was giving me. I nodded a cordial smile and diverted my attention back to my family, but my face was hot and my heart was pumping. I was trying to concentrate on praising my niece’s crayon drawings but kept on throwing glances at him, and I caught his beaming smile a couple more times.

We had just gotten our food when the kid from the table across threw something, or I don't know what happened, but the dad ended up with ketchup all over his t-shirt. While his wife was busy cleaning the table and trying to control the kid, he stood up and looked at me a second too long before making his way to the bathroom. My neck was tense with adrenaline. I looked around our table to make sure no one in my family had noticed that exchange and mustered the courage to stand up and excuse myself to the bathroom.

When I walked in he was rubbing his shirt with paper towels, only spreading the ketchup further. He threw another smile at me through the mirror and said something like “I think that’s a lost cause”. I chuckled, and even though I didn’t really need to pee, I made my way towards a urinal, not knowing what else to do. I’d only taken two steps before he touched my shoulder lightly and made a sign with his head to follow him in one of the stalls.

I was so nervous my mouth was dry and the webbing between my fingers was tingling. My face ended up in his neck when locked the door behind me, and he smelled so fucking good. We were so close, my eyes were darting around trying to take everything in all at once: his salt and pepper hair, his square jaw and stiff stubble, the light crows feet at the corner of his eyes. His expression changed from super friendly smile to lustful puppy eyes as he guided my hand toward his bulge. It was big, I stroked it through his gray sweatpants without losing eye contact. He towered over me, slightly bending over to lower his pants just below his hips, releasing a huge hooded cock that dangled in front of him. I sat down on the toilet, eyes now fixed on the most beautiful penis I’d ever seen. “Go ahead if you want,” he said in a low hushed voice, his thumb brushing my cheek.

Without saying anything I grabbed his shaft and pulled back his foreskin to smell the tip. A bead of wetness was already oozing. I love the smell of cock so much it makes my hole clench. I licked the slit to taste the salt. Then I took the whole head in my mouth, and that made him grunt rather loudly (considering this was a public bathroom). He bent over forward, placing his hands on the wall behind me. I pumped with my mouth and tried to push his shaft as far back as I could but I struggled to reach all the way. He put a hand behind my head, adjusted the angle, and managed to shove it further back so that his cock head made it into my throat properly, my nose finally reaching his bush. My eyes were welling up tears and I was struggling to breathe, but I was in heaven. He fucked my throat like that for a bit and then pulled back with an other groan. “I’m close, do you want it?” he said and I nodded enthusiastically. I felt his cock head swell in my mouth followed by jets of cum hitting my tongue and the back of my throat as he audibly suppressed what would have been a loud moan. I tried to swallow as fast as he was filling me but I choked a bit and some of the cum went up my nose. I came in my underwear while barely rubbing my own throbbing cock through my pants. The whole thing was over in no more than five minutes.

As I was catching my breath he smiled again and kissed my forehead and said “thanks boy”. I beamed right back at him. He left the stall and I waited a few seconds to go back out to join my own family.