I used to work in midtown Manhattan and in the late 90’s to late 2010’s there were lots of hot spots where horny men could spend their lunch hours satisfying appetites of a sexual nature. I worked in a suit and tie, which I’d carry with me to the gym in the early morning, workout, shower, dress, then hit the office. Sometimes there’d be action at the gym, and often I’d get to the office early enough to grab coffee then head back out to a porn store a couple of avenues over to get some morning play in, but that is for another story.
At lunch, if I wasn’t getting a midday abs class in, I’d head out to see about getting my rocks off. There were so many reliable spots where you could find men of all ages, shapes, sizes, ethnicities, marital status, who wanted play. I love suited studs as much as blue collar guys, or students, or average joes. They just have to be as sexually adventurous as me! The day I’m describing I was 41 and in prime shape 5’9”, 150, smooth, with a corporate cut to my brown hair and trimmed pubes around my 6” cut cock.
Right in midtown these was a cluster of hotels with one or sometimes multiple tearooms with dependable midday action. One was the Intercontinental Hotel, with a good one on the main floor and a great one on the third in the conference room wing.
Man, it was a cruiser’s dream. Door that made noise for warning, a small hallway past sinks, then a turn right to another small area with four or five urinals on the left and three stalls on the right. The furthest being a handicap stall. The lighting was on the dark side and the colors dark too, so it felt almost dungeon like, but in a really high class way! You could also see very well in the cracks on other side of the stall doors.
Well enough that the day I’m describing, when I got there and walked to the third stall (my favorite) and I saw the other two were occupied I could also see that in each was a guy stroking his cock with his shirt off and pants wedged around his ankles. And the guy in the middle stall was one of my regular buds with whom I often jacked and made out with under and over stall.
I fucking love stripping down in public. This place was great for that. So my hard dick immediately got rock hard. I’d been free balling on the way over, with my cock and balls outside my briefs and my zipper down. Yeah, I like to be piggy in my suit. I immediately went to my booth and took off my jacket, shirt and tie (always leaving the tie tied to put back on easily) then my undershirt. Then my suit pants and briefs came off while my dress shoes and socks stayed on.
There I was, one second suited banker, the next naked and hard, only my shoes and socks and cockring. With poppers at the ready.
I knew these guys were playing and pretty much naked too, so I opened my door, a big one that swung outwards, and stepped out and peered in the crack next door. He was huffing on some poppers at that very moment, hard cock pointing up. He stood and opened his door as did the guy next to him. My buddy had glasses and was kinda geeky looking, in a himbro way. My height about. Thinner than me but lean and hairless. He loved to strip like me. He saw me buck naked and quickly took off his chinos and had only sneakers on. I was so turned on, I was dripping and hitting my poppers. He motioned for them and I shared. Love huffing with a buddy.
The third guy looked familiar to me too. Another exhbitionist, he was already naked - in dress shoes and socks. He was shorter than us and compactly built, with hairy pecs and arms and a love trail going down his flat stomach to a dark bush with a thick piece of hefty meat sticking straight out. His legs were hairy too and substantial. He stood there with his legs wide apart and his cock jerking around proudly displaying himself.
All three of us stood there pumping our cut cocks felelong the heat of the moment. Then my buddy leaned over to kiss me - our tongues extended, we lashed them about them met lips and slurped audibly. Hairy dude wanted in on the action and came over for a threeway spit session. I was in heaven.
There we were, three guys on break, all naked, out in the open, sucking face, jacking off and each other, and hitting the poppers. A great day! We got real close and frotted our cocks while we rubbed each other’s ass cheeks. Remarkably, no one was coming in, it’s like it was meant to be. If we had to, we could all three quick jump back in our stalls with a minimum of sound.
So we jacked and kissed and pawed each other, looking into each others’ eyes with hungry, raw horniness unless I couldn’t take it anymore. I wanted it to last but didn’t wanna have to stop for an intruder before coming. As I was getting close, I turned and straddled a urninal. I grabbed the pipe and leaned back so they could see as I orgasmed and blew a load of cum into the pisser. They both soon came too, one onto his stall door and the other into his hand. We were as quiet as possible, but you could hear our slurping and our fists as they worked our cocks. So sexy.
We each dressed and left back to our offices with big smiles on our faces and happy cocks.
