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Wednesday, February 1, 2012

THE TEA ROOM AT BURDINES WAS STEAMING HOT

LUNCH TIME AND JUST AFTER WORK YOU WOULD ALWAYS FIND A TRICK

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By Richard de Orizaba

It was quite some time ago; so long ago that you were able to smoke in the little lounge areas that were adjacent to the public restrooms. When I arrived in Miami to take care of my aunt I was really surprised to see so much gay activity going on in any particular public restroom; specially since Miami was entering into a very homophobic period led by Anita Bryant and her repugnant campaign against gays.

For a short period of time my aunt was getting chemo and was actually thinking that she was getting better. The poor thing had more will than endurance and she wanted to go shopping; not being one of my favorite activities, I drove to Burdines with her and I let her roam the store while I sat in the little lounge that was in front of both men’s and ladies’ restrooms.

I was there no longer than five minutes when I noticed that there would be some very good looking men going into the tea room but not coming out. The truth of the matter is that nobody actually takes that long taking a dump so that aroused my curiosity and my cock. I knew that only meant one thing: there was sexual activity in the tea room. So I decided to investigate.

I walked in and noticed there are two doors; the first door leading to the lounge has a very loud squeak when you open it so that by the time you open the one that leads into the restroom any activity in there would have stopped. You enter and you have the sinks right in front in a separate room; there are about ten of them and then on the right there was a room with the urinals and facing them seven stalls.

As I walked in, I see a guy in front of the urinal and he was clearly holding a very erect cock. When he saw me he was not discouraged but displayed his hard on for me to see. Then I looked in the stalls and what do I see? There were two guys in one of the stalls and one of them was clearly on his knees giving head to the one sitting on the toilet .

I went into the stall and saw through the crack between the door and the stall wall that the guy in front of the urinal was hooking up with one dude that had just walked in. They left for greener pastures.

I used the time to read some of the graffiti and then something remarkable happened. I hear the outside door creaking open and next thing I know somebody went into the stall next to mine. I looked underneath and what do I see? I see a woman’s feet wearing high heels…evidently she could not wait to use the toilet in the ladies’ rest room and just went into the men’s. She did her business and flushed. Then as she was leaving she shouted to the ones who were in there including myself: “don’t worry boys, I left the toilet seat up the way you like it” and left. I just couldn’t help it and broke into hysterical laughter.

Not even five minutes after the pissing lady incident, in comes this black stud and he went in front of the urinal; judging by how long he was taking I figured that he was doing more than taking a leak. So I went ahead and looked through the crack between the wall and the door and I see some movement of the hand while he was holding his dick. Clearly he was masturbating.

It was then that this other dude comes in and stands in front of the urinal next to him and it was almost immediate action. I kept looking through and saw how the guy reached over to grab his dick and then went on his knees to suck him. The black dude now turned sideways affording me a clear view of the blow job he was getting.

They had removed their shirts and their pants were wrapped around their ankles; but those too came off and now they were totally naked. If a cop was to walk in at that moment there would not be any time to get dressed and they would be totally busted; but they kept on going and now the black guy turns his cock sucker around and is about to penetrate him in the ass. I could see he had a very large tool…uncut and black with the sheen of blue that is so appealing. Both went into the stall that was next to mine where the woman had been and closed the door. I stood on the toilet and continued to witness one major fuck session from the top of the stall wall.

Mr. Black spit on it a few times and just rammed his cock into the guy without mercy in one decisive thrust. The recipient of such large member led out a yelp and I knew he was in pain. Never mind, the black guy was going to have his way with him regardless of how he felt and began pumping vigorously right away. The cock sucker was now moaning in unison with the thrusts and it was for me a very stimulating audio experience. I was hard and I opened the door to get a better view. They saw me and didn’t mind and continued as before only now they had an audience and I am sure they wanted to impress me.

The guy getting fucked shot his load and was followed by the black dude who pulled his cock out of the guy’s ass to spray him with his manly juice about his ass and his back. That was a very exciting thing to see. Then they both got dressed and left.

I was left there horny as shit and wanted a mouth around my dick so bad so I decided to wait it out, knowing full well that my aunt would not be through shopping for another half hour at least. So I went back into the stall and kept playing with my hard cock which by now had swollen to gigantic proportions…all 12 inches of it. All I knew at that point was that if someone didn’t come in within the next ten minutes I was going to have to jerk off or I wouldn’t be able to walk out of there.

And the mouth to provide me the blow job came in. He was a cute one in his mid twenties and obviously Latino. He stood in front of the urinal and looked a couple of times to see into my stall. I stood up and lined my cock with the opening of the door and the stall wall so he could see my dick. Once he did and he knew I was playing with myself and was interested; he walked in front of the stall and asked me to open the door. I did and he said: “Let’s go somewhere else, it is too dangerous in here…I know just where we can go”

Imagine trying to fit that cock of mine back into the pants; it was like trying to put the toothpaste back into the tube. I did but I knew that somebody would look and see the bulge and take notice. At

that point I really didn’t give a shit anymore so I followed the dude into the Burdines’s deli which is adjacent to the store. He went into the men’s room and I followed. Sure enough, the place is private enough and you would have enough time to stop what you are doing and one would go into the stall and the other in front of the urinal.

The guy went into the stall and took off all his clothes. He wasn’t bad…not a body builder type but had some body hair that was attractive and then I looked at his ass…it was so hairy that it drove me up a wall. I wanted to eat that hairy ass.

He backed on to my dick after he sucked it a while and he was doing all the moving; he was actually having his ass fuck my dick, milking it and he was good at it. Then he announced he was cumming and so did I. He said for me to pull it out because he wanted me to cum in his mouth and I did. I finally had my sexual release.

I left the deli restroom before he did, went back into the store and looked for my aunt. She must have tried on at least a dozen dresses to no avail because she couldn’t make up her mind and once I got there she asked me to help her decide. I did. Ironically, that was the dress we buried her in.