Some of the hottest moments in my life occurred when I found a cock at the least likely moment. On these occasions, it was the last thing on my mind and I was least likely to be looking for such. I like to share one of my experiences now and will post some later under this theme. Please share such experiences you may have had.

I am not sure why these occasions felt so hot for me. Perhaps it was because my mind was on something else entirely. The location, the time of the day and the purpose for which I was out and about all seemed so far from the possibility of finding some cock. It is this element of not expecting it that makes the memories so hot and throbbing even to this day and hour.

I had just moved to start college in L.A. in 1997 when I was 18. There were not enough dorm rooms available and three of us decided to share an apartment in Santa Monica. It was an old, cheap (by today's standards) and entirely unfurnished apartment. I got some basic stuff like a bed right away but kept shopping for a writing desk. New ones were too expensive and used ones were hard to find in late September when thousands of freshmen move into the city and every writing desk is spoken for. I was told to surf the used furniture stores that could be found in this area of town. I has scoured several of them but not yet found one in my price range.

One day I was walking down a street on a sunny hot afternoon when I saw a sidewalk sign pointing to USED FURNITURE. When I looked in through the window, the shop looked small and derelict and did not look promising at all. Just as I was about to walk away a guy leaned out to ask if I was looking for anything in particular. He looked relatively older to me, in his 40s, maybe 50s. But he had a lean look where except for his wrinkles he may have had the almost the same build as a man in his 20s. But, not in a million years would I have had a sexual association with this image. In addition to being old he had a shifty way of looking. He would look at you, then look away and then, eyes travelling, would come back to you with intensity.

I said, "yes, I was looking for a writing desk."

"I had several but they have all been sold in the last few days", he replied, "but let me have a look, I may have one left...."

His voiced trailed away as he went inside the shop. I followed but he was very quick for me. Not being familiar with the shop I was trying to avoid objects and furniture stacked one on top of the other. After a quick glance in the store he opened a door at the back and strode down the stairs at a fast clip. I hurried to follow him.

The basement of the store was like another world. First of all, it was very large like a warehouse. Much larger than the store upstairs. Second, it was crammed floor-to-ceiling with used furniture of all kinds. Narrow passage-ways created by rows of furniture were the only ways to navigate the room. Because the furniture were piled right up to the ceiling one could not see across the room from any point. As I followed him through narrow passages I could only see ahead and when he tuned a corner and went out of sight I could only follow him by the sound of his steps.

As soon as I entered the basement I sensed already that something here was different. It was eerily quiet in contrast to the sound of traffic upstairs. It was much darker, the place lit by only a few naked bulbs covering an area of some 5000 sq ft. He did not beckon me when I fell behind to look at some odd pieces of furniture. He seemed busy on his own. Every 2-3 minutes I would hear him shuffle as he went around searching.

My body had already gone into a high-adrenaline mode. It was in a dark, isloated room that I had first touched a hard cock when I was 14. Now these conditions filled me with some vague premonition. I had stopped to admire a bronze mantlepiece in a narrow passage way when he came walking down and without saying a word to me just squeezed past me. My back was towards him and he slid sideways such that his front was to my back. The passage was so narrow that as he passed me I felt his crotch rub against me and just the faintest hint of a cock. It was so quick and sudden that I could not take that as a deliberate act. Also, I could not be sure of feeling his cock. So, I tried to expel the thought that there was anything to this quick rub against my ass. But the mere thought that this could be happening sent blood rushing to my head first and then all of it drained into my cock. I was almost frozen into place and I did not move.

Only moments later he came back again rubbing past me. This time it was a slower pass and he DID rub his cock against my ass. It was a big, massively swollen cock and I felt it for real. But again, he did not stop and seemed to be going about his search. Meanwhile, my cock was now ready to burst out of its confines. But, I was still afraid of making any false moves or getting myself anything more than I was ready for. But my instinct told me that unless we learn to grab opportunities (pun intended) it may never come back again.

I turned into another passage way away from where he had gone and touched myself, first over my jeans and then by taking it out and stroking a bit, my breath coming fast and heavy. Then when I heard him return I immediately put it back in my pants and waited. Once again he seemed to be going past me but I was facing him and he tried to pass me with his back to me. This time he was even slower and when his ass was directly in contact with my crotch area he stopped and pressed against my crotch. Of course my cock became even harder to the touch and to conceal. He then truned to me and said, "I felt something there pointing to my crotch". I was dumbfounded and did not know what to say, so, I just stood there breathing hard and after what seemed like a long silence, I stroked by crotch area while he looked on, both us clearly aroused.

As we stood there for a few minutes, he lifed his t-shirt where it was hanging in front of his crotch to show me his bulge. He took my other hand and pressed it against his own crotch. We were extremely hard and turned on. He then took my hand and motioned me to follow, "come here, there is a room that is more private". This was a small storage room at one end of the basement which was also full of furniture but a sofa had been cleared off to one side. I suppose he brought other customers down here when the proposition felt right.

He asked me to wait there while he went upstairs to hang a sign, "Back in 15 minutes". The two minutes it took him to go and come back I almost died of lack of oxygen because my breath was coming very quick. Upon re-entering the room he immediately unbuckled his pants and pulled down his undies to reveal a massive (about 8") cock that was uniformly thick from the base to the head. I asked if I could touch it and when he nodded I began to caress it in my hands. It was highly pleasurable and I knelt down to kiss and lick it. After about five minutes of such play he asked me to get up and reveal my own. I was happy to do that and when I released my own cock from capitivity it sprang up quite moist. I had been leaking pre-cum for the last 20 minutes.

He was experienced and yet gentle with me. He asked if I was nervous and I said yes. He took my cock in his hand and began massaging it gently at first and then more erotically by rubbing it in my own fluids. After a few minutes he put our cocks together and began to jack them off with a single hand. That was a new experience for me and it felt really horny.

After he and I had both played with our cocks, he asked me to stand next to the sofa on which he sat down and took my cock in his mouth. I had never been sucked before to finish. He began to suck me slowly first and then wth a faster and more varied pace. He would twirl his tongue around my cock or cover it in thick saliva with slurpy strokes. It took me only about five minutes I came with a fury. He swallowed all of it as I shot in large spurts.

He gave me some kleenex to clean up and went to wash his hands. When he returned he noticed that my cock inside my pants was still hard. Then he asked me if I would like him to play some more with it and I said yes. This time he brought out a bottle of oil and oiled my cock. Then he stood behind me and using his right hand masturbated me the way I would do it myself. This was very hot because it felt the way I would masturbate myself but it was another person's hand and a completely new sensation. Also, my cock covered in hot oil was a new erotic high for me. I came a second time very quickly. After which I cleaned up and left quickly.

I went back a couple of times over the next year or so for some cock play, blow job and hand jobs. But we never went beyond that. He never asked to do anything else nor would I have wanted to try such a large cock in my ass. Years later, I wondered if he was married and wanted to keep his play with boys to a minimum. Of course, I told a couple of my buddies about him and at least one of them told me that he received a blowjob in that shop. The other buddy would not ever admit to having gone there.

A few years after i had graduated and left the area I was in Santa Monica for some work and I drove by the street. There was no trace of the shop or the man and I wonder to this day if he was a rich man who opened the shop just to lure young college kids for some surprise cock!!
Next: I would post about my late night bus trip when I was surprised by another cock! Look forward to reading about stories of Surprise Cock.

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It was more than six years ago but I was shopping for a birthday gift on hollywood bvld and entered a shop catering to the gay leather and fashion scene to check out the stuff. Being a weekday I was the only costumer in the shop and the clerk was a handsome 50ish guy that was obviously a queen to me.
While browsing I picked up a leather jock thong and held it up to get a better look. The clerk stepped up behind me and said how sexy it would look on me and I giggled saying I was shopping for a birthday gift but found it very attractive but not sure how I would fill it. We both gave a nervous laugh and he asked me to try it on in the back dressing area which was a closet with a curtain in the back and a full length mirror. I thougt what the hell and proceeded to go in it and undress to try it on.
From outside the curtain he whispered in asking me how it felt. I said ok but wasnt filling it cause it was too large at the moment. I noticed him peeking thru the curtain and saying it looked wonderful on me and he would adjust a few things if I needed help. I said sure and in stepped in and stood behind me as we both were in front of the mirror.He pulled up the back strap and adjusted the front to fit snug around my genitilia. Then slipping his hands round me he pinched my nipples so slightly and said well watch it fill up as you grow inside it. Laughing together I stood there modeling in front of that mirror and his hands were all over my chest and down to my swelling cock. Rubbin and stroking it and both watching it grow and fill out that sack. I was so excited by now and reached behind myself to rub on his organ which was definitely hard now. Before long he had my cock out of the thong and in his mouth working it with vigor. Within minutes I shot my load in his mouth and watched him enjoy and swallow as he slurped it all in.
Guess I knew I was buying this for myself which I did and thanked him for all the help. I must say I went back sev eral times but never saw him again and the shop eventually closed. It does certainly seem we find sex when least expecting it and the memories dont go away. Would love to find him now and show off that thong while I pay him back

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I love this story! It made my heart race and my cum shoot hard!

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Ok first of all I will say I am not the best looking guy around. As Jim Norton the comedian once said. Outside I am a zilch, but in a booth I am Jenifer Lopez I am a catch. I only say this because I am no twink or even a hot guy. I am a fairly handsome chubby guy. Not overly hot, but I am not ugly either. I am just a chubby dude. So I say this because I don't want you to think that I get it all the time. But when I do I try to make the best of the situation and take it as far as I can to fulfill my sexual desire and the man/men I am wth.

Ok so I was at my local Borders book store here in Delaware. I was checking out some books and just plainly wandering around just browzing around. I had to go to the bathroom. So I head to the bathroom. I get in and it is empty. I head to a stall and do my business. I just finish cleaning up and I hear the bathroom door open. So I just sit there with my pants still down to my ankles. I don't know why I did this but I did. I just let out a very slight cough. I had visited ABS plenty of time so I know a cough can be like a mating call. I am not expecting any thing to happen. And suddenly the guy also gives out a small cough. My heart is racing. This can not happen. He is in no way signalling to me. So I cough again. And again he coughs back. Now I feel like I am going to have a heart attack. So I dare to dare, I lean forward and I unlatch my stall door. I am sitting there most vulnerable now. My pants still down to my ankles, and still on the toilet. Then I hear the toilet flush and the run of water. I am thinking my god what have I done. I was thinking maybe I mistaken the coughs. I was just about to get up when I heard foort falls and my booth opened slightly. An older man say around mid 40's or early 50's was standing there. He was handsome, not Bradd Pit but not quite Fred Flintstone. Just a nice plain gentlleman. I looked up and he stared at me and after what seemed like hours. He stepped in and smiled. He came and stodd right in front of me. He looked down at me and I just looked up at him with my big brown eyes and grinned. He then just undoes his pants and pulled out his cock. I was so nervous. Not that I hadn't sucked a guy off before. But that I was about to do it in a Borders bookstore. I looked down and took in the vision of his soft cock before me. I leaned forward and happily and hungrily took his meat in my mouth. Now normally I like to give a man a real show. I like to moan and make slurping noises and pull the cock out a few times and watch me lick the precum. I LIKE TO GIVE A NICE SHOW. But to keep things quiet so we don't get caught I kept his cock in my mouth and no noises. Just got right in there and sucked that cock. I finally opened my eyes and looked up after a few minutes. He was lenaing back a little bit and staring at the ceiling. He finally looked down at me and gave me a huge satisfying smile. He finally took his hands and began running them through my hair. Which I LOVE. I love being touched or fondled when I am sucking cock. It just makes me feel sexy and let's me know the person likes what I am doing. He places his hand behind my head. Before he does any thing I take a deep breath and he did what I figured he was going to do. He pushes me head down on his cock to take him fully in my mouth. It is a struggle but I finally take him fully in my mouth. And for my personal satisfaction I hold him there for for a few minutes. WOW I had him fully in me. I loved. He finally let me up and went back to sucking his cock. He still ran his fingers through my hair and played with my hair and ears. After a few minutes he placed one hand on the top of my head and he really began to just fuck my mouth and quick rapid thrusts. Oh god I love this he is about to cum. And with one final thrust he shoots his hot love juice in my mouth. He holds my head still as he pumps his load in me. Once he lets go of my head I quickly lean forward and wrap my arms around his waist while his cock is still in my mouth. I hug him tightly and keep his cock in my mouth. I let it rest there as it spasms and pumps its last drops. But just them I begin to swirl my tongue around the head and feel it slowly lower and deflate in my mouth. Once no longer hard. I lick and use my lips to completely lick and clean his shaft of all of his cum.

I finally released my loving embrace I had on him. He stepped back and put it away and left my booth. sat there so happy and satisfied. My heart was racing. I so loved that I did this and did it here in a Borders bookstore. I waited till he left then I finally got up and pulled my pants up. I went and cleaned up at the sink just as another guy came in. I was so tempted to cough again. I wanted more. But I knew I would be pressing my luck. Better to leave on a high note then to leave disappointed because I did not get he next guy.

So this happened to me about 10 years ago. Since then it absolutely does not matter what bathroom I am in any where. Or even other public places, I will do the little cough high sign to see if there are any takers. Man do I love public sex like this.

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One of the great things about living in DC is the large number of handsome, professional men who are either so busy they don't have enough free time to take care of their sexual needs, or are married to women who stifle and deny them. This creates endless opportunities for a horndog cockhound like me.

Anyway, I was coming back from a meeting at a client. It was a relatively warm day in between cold spells and I decided to take a different route home just to enjoy a few more minutes out in the sun. I walked down one of the side streets that has a bunch of Victorian townhouses interspersed among the typical 10-story office buildings. There is one that houses the office of a small industry association which has nice landscaping out front all year, and I stopped to admire the splash of color. They have wood shutters inside that are usually closed, but were wide open just then. There was a very good looking man, beefy, probably late 40s-early 50s, leaning back in a chair and talking on the phone. I recognized his expression as being that of irritation with whatever the conversation was. I know that all too well myself.

I had only stopped for less than a minute and was about to move along when I realized he was looking toward the window. I presumed he was just zoning out, waiting for the call to end...but then I noticed he had stuck both of his hands in his pockets and was clearly rubbing his package. I looked back at his face, our eyes locked, I read his lips saying that he had to go, hung up the phone and motioned me to the door. I rang the bell and he buzzed me in.

I was pretty sure I knew what his intentions were, but I never just assume things. "Hello," I said. "I just stopped to admire the nice view out front. What did you call me in for?"

"Oh, I'm just having a shitty day and was hoping for any excuse to get my wife off the phone. I'm alone in the office today trying to catch up but am too distracted with incessant phone calls and how nice it is out."

"Well, I can think of a few things that might help you get your focus back."

"Such as?" he asked while giving me a wink.

I reached for the fly of his trousers, pulled it down and reached in.

"I find emptying my balls works wonders when I'm having trouble concentrating" I said as I pulled his dick out of his pants and dropped to my knees. He looked a bit surprised, but also pleased and he leaned back against the wall and I swallowed him whole.

"Ohhhhhh, man that feels so good!" he moaned.

I caressed and rubbed his balls while I slurped away on his cock. He looked up and watched him close his eyes and his expression went to one of delight. I could tell from what I saw through the window that he had a big dick, and did he ever! That fucker was definitely over 8", closer to 9 by the time I had him fully hard...and real thick, too.

"You don't know just how bad I have been needing this!" He could barely get the words out...he was melting from my mouth and tongue treating his manhood the way it should be and was bordering on just babbling from the pleasure.

I wrapped both of my hands around his cock and stroked it. "Oh, I have a pretty darn good idea, fella. Just relax and I'll take good care of you."

He pulled me to my feet and led me over to a small couch in the reception area. He undid his trousers and pushed them and his boxers to the floor then sat back in it. I got back on my knees and went to town on that monster dick of his. He got real close to shooting a couple of times and I slowed down to keep him going a bit longer. He was squirming and moaning with pleasure. "Man, I gotta cum bad. Please, let me cum daddy! PLEASE!"

I knew he had a huge load in there that had to get out and I wanted to make sure I got all of it. I worked some of the saliva that was running down his balls and into his crack to his hole with a finger. His body jerked like he'd gotten a shock. "Oh, FUCK! Play with it, daddy. Play with my hole!" I worked the finger into him slowly while I kept sucking. He tried to speak but couldn't get anything more than some primal, gutteral sounds out. I finally got my finger all the way in him and had just touched his prostate when he shouted out "OH MY GOD! OH FUCK!" then immediately spasmed and the first of 8 volleys of his hot cum exploded in my mouth.

I went all the way down on him and thought I might blackout from his huge cock spasming so violently and spewing such a monumental load. I took it all, though...didn't lose a drop.

His body went limp and kept mumbling "oh, fucking God how good that feels!" I slowly extracted my finger from his ass and kept his cock in my mouth until it went completely soft. He drifted off to sleep for a few moments.

I went and sat in one of the chairs opposite him. I unzipped my slacks and pulled out my cock, which was throbbing and leaking precum like crazy. I stroked slowly while I took in the view of him laying back on the couch, with a completely tranquil and satisfied expression on his face. He came-to and looked at me stroking my dick.

"I feel like a rubber band. I haven't cum like that for 20 years since before I was married."

"You're most welcome."

"Hey, I'm not real good at doing it with guys...this is only the second time in my life I have ever gotten off with another man...but I owe you big time for what you did for me. What can I do for you to return the favor?"

I thought about it for a moment. I sure didn't want to push him into anything he might not be comfortable with.

"You called me daddy a few times. What prompted that?"

"Well, I may not have gotten with guys but I have checked out gay porn lately and one vid I have watched several times there was a guy who looked a lot like you who was fucking another guy...that guy kept calling him daddy and begging him to cum in his ass."

"Does the idea of getting fucked in the ass turn you on? Is it something you want to try?"

"With a man who looks like you, absolutely!"

"Well, then let's give it a go and see if you enjoy it."

"I have to be on a conference call in another 15 minutes. I have fantasized about spending hours doing it...but if you think we can do it then I want it."

"Not to worry, handsome. Lose the pants and lay on your back."

He got the pants off his feet and positioned himself. I lubed up his hole with my precum and gently started pushing in. He was really tight but started relaxing the more we looked into each others eyes. His expression showed a little bit of discomfort but I could tell that the excitement of his biggest fantasy coming true was winning out over any resistance.

"That's it, fella. Open up for daddy's big uncut dick. Such a good boy! Take daddy all the way in and I'm gonna fill you with the seed that made you."

"Oh FUCK daddy! I want all of you in me now! PLEASE!"

I pushed in the rest of the way. He winced so I just stayed still for a few moments for him to catch his breath and get used to the feeling of being opened by a man.

"Oh GOD that is the most incredible feeling! I have a man all the way inside me. OK. My ass belongs to you daddy. Fuck me good and give me that seed!"

I absolutely love giving a guy his first fucking...especially married guys in my age group who have missed out all their lives. I was finding it real hard to make love to him without just losing control...even though we were in a hurry, I still wanted it to be something that he would always think of with great pleasure.

He was clearly comfortable and really enjoying my cock going in and out of him. His blue-gray eyes were telling me that this was truly what he wanted. His cock was also fully hard again, and its throbbing inside and out was also telling me I was going to make him fire off another load real soon.

"Daddy! You're going to make me cum again!"

"Do it, fella. Show daddy how much you love being fucked by me and how bad you need my cum inside you."

"OH FUCK DADDY! FUUUUUUUUUCK!!!" And he shot another load like Old Faithful. His ass clamped and squeezed my cock like a vise and that was it...I exploded inside him.

"That's my good boy! You made daddy cum inside you!"

"I can feel your cum hitting me inside, daddy! I CAN FEEL YOUR CUM IN ME!"

It felt like I was cumming like I was 20 again. Even buried to the root and motionless as I came, it was flooding out of him and all over my pubes, balls and the cushion under us. He had this look on his face like the cat that ate the proverbial canary...absolute satisfaction and contentment.

I finally pulled out of him and was looking around for something to wipe up with. He pulled me over to him and said "In that video, the guy licked and sucked the daddy's dick clean." And then he went to work getting all the cum off of my cock and balls...enjoying every bit of it he was lapping up. He then ran his hand across his ass to wipe the cum that had leaked out of him and then licked it off. "Your cum is delicious, daddy. I've only ever tasted my own."

We looked at the clock and I pulled my pants back up. "How did I do for my first time?" he asked.

"You can't tell?" I smiled at him and he smiled back, like a kid on Christmas morning.

"It may not have been the seduction and surrender scene I dreamed about...but I think it was probably even better. I didn't have any time to second-guess myself and chicken out. Thank you. THANK YOU!"

He pulled his pants back up, then realized he had shot his cum all over his shirt and tie. "This is going to be interesting trying to explain this to my wife."

"Do you eat ice cream?"

"Yeah..."

"Well, if she notices, tell her it was such a nice day you went and got some, then managed to get it on yourself. Unless she sniffs or tastes it, she'll never know." I gave him a knowing wink and we chuckled.

We exchanged business cards and I told him to get in touch with me if he needs to get focused again, and then I left him to his phone call.

It turns out he is the executive director of this association...and I saw him on a news report the other day. He was looking rather tense again...

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