I had to glance, i looked down and BINGO he was hard and stroking his cock. Next i noticed he was stood unnaturally towards me. I first met with contact to his eyes, he was looking at me! and next i had a realisation my hands was dry but i was still locked into his gaze. I went to the hand dryer which is position in such a way as you have a view of the urinals. I washed my hands, still unaware the man was still at the urinal. I had not noticed as of yet the unusual amount of time my company was taking to do his business. Unzipped, pissed, Zipped back up and headed to the other side of the room to the sinks. Once you reach the bottom of the steps to the left, a row of urinals behind them cubicles and to the right you have a couple of sinks and a hand dryer.Īs i entered there was only one other person using one of the urinals of which they was maybe 10.
as you reach the halfway point of the stairs the cold and the smell of the poorly ventilated underground cesspit hits you(i'm sure you know what i mean).But that was OK i wasn't going to be there long anyway.
The toilets that this happened in are underground down a 'L Shaped' staircase. I didn't go looking for sex, i didn't go looking for anything.
