Public Bathroom Stories, continued

Thanks for starting the new thread, OP. This shit never gets old.

I wonder if there are stars who were busted for cruising, but the arrests were covered up....

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First time I ever found one of these places was in Kansas City. There's a great above-ground walkway that connects a large part of downtown called The Link, with Crown Center Mall in the middle of it. I worked in one of those buildings and took walks along The Link when it was raining, and stopped in one of the Crown Center bathrooms to pee. As I was leaving, a middle aged dude opened the stall right behind me and stood there jerking his cock. Stupid me didn't know what to do, so I fled.

Later, once I realized what was going on, I had some fun, though never in that bathroom. There was one on the 3rd floor that was only inhabited by guys who wanted to play. Sadly, last time I went to KC, that 3rd floor bathroom was gone.

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I've had sex in way too many bathrooms to enumerate, but generally speaking universities offer up some delicious understall sex. The old Marshall Fields also had a bathroom that was filled with guys having sex. There were about ten stalls, too, so the whole place smelled like cum and dick. Bloomingdale's and Macy's in NYC were both fabulous sex playgrounds.

RIP Sears -- never stopped in one that didn't have the cruisiest bathroom in the mall.

They take away all of our places to have harmless fun.

There's always Macys, R7. I've given and gotten so much head in Macys over the years...

The damn urinal dividers were the beginning of the end. They ruin everything. Straight or gay, there's nothing wrong with a harmless glance.

I just want to know -- is there anyone under the age of about 45-50 that actually does bathroom cruising anymore? or is this an eldergay-exclusive thread?

Good god yes, R11. The majority of the guys I've seen cruising and even hooked up with have been 20-35. Really rarely will you see someone 50+.

So get out and have some fun!

Yeah, us old fogeys are too scared to do anything that might get us arrested. To be young and dumb again!

Huh, who woulda thought. I mean, in the age of Grindr.

I only have one story, and it's me running like hell out of an otherwise deserted bathroom in a run-down half-abandoned mall when a guy probably in his 60s walked in and immediately pulled out his dick and brandished it and looked at me like, "you're gonna suck this and like it, kid."

I was 14, so yeah.

Oh and I have another one, I was maybe 12 and went to the washroom at Casa Bonita in Denver, and a guy at the urinal turned and brandished his dick at me. I went and got my friend's 400 pound Mormon mother.

Hitting on children is just gross. Those two should DIAF R14 / R15.

There was a rumor when I was in high school that the men's bathroom at the local Wal-Mart was cruisy but that a guy made the mistake of hitting on someone he shouldn't have and got beaten pretty soundly and that killed it.

One mall bathroom I stopped by must have been designed by a gay man...there's a corner at the far end and if you turn right, there's a urinal perpendicular to the last stall door. You're literally peeing next to the crack in the door....and should the dude in the stall want to open his door and invite you in, voila - you're right there. And because you're both around the corner no one would see...

Back in the day, one person would volunteer as "the watcher" if the place didn't have two doors. He'd signal the other guys to act casual if someone was coming to the men's room and didn't look suck friendly.

The basement men's room in the swank Dorset Hotel (now torn down) on West 54th Street was heaven! Lots of nudity and cock sucking.

I'm flying through MSP airport soon - wonder if I'll see a Senator.

When I was in college in the mid-1980s, the men's bathroom on the tp floor of the library had glory holes. At first, I had no idea why there were holes in the partitions between the stalls. I just thought that this bathroom was the cleanest place to go #2. It slowly dawned on me why there were holes there. They would be periodically boarded up. I was too scared anyway to utilize them, but I did enjoy reading the graffiti on the walls describing the assets of the writers and their desires for hookups.

March ahead 20 years and I'm in a men's bathroom at the British Library in London. There's a guy in there who's obviously cruising, but when he saw me he hightailed it out of there. He was vaguely familiar, and he was cute. A few days later, I was in one of the the Reading Rooms and requested a document. Lo and behold, I see the cruiser in the backroom behind the desk. I guessed he recognized me as someone who was a regular, and he didn't want to hook up with a regular. Or, more probably, he was closeted. While I continued my research at the BL, I would bump into him and tried several times to start a conversation. He was cute, and it would have been nice to grab a drink with him and take it from there. He just avoided me.

R22 maybe he found you revolting:/

R23, thanks! So nice of you to spare my feelings and cut to the chase.

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Young gay here (just turned 21) and I currently go to school who shares a cafeteria with a large hospital. Before I eat, I always stop by the bathroom to wash my hands, etc. A week ago I approach the urinal and there’s another guy (probably 40?) who was just finishing up. As I start peeing, I see him just shaking and shaking his dick. Probably for about 20 seconds. My heart started beating fast and I really thought something was going to happen as we were now both shaking, but my nerves got the best of me and I aborted trying to avoid any misunderstandings.

Maybe he had Parkinson's disease, R25.

[quote] RIP Sears -- never stopped in one that didn't have the cruisiest bathroom in the mall.

See, for me it was always Penneys.

The JCP nearest me in my little suburban town remains the holy grail for me and cruising. It closed long ago (the mall was eventually, sadly, demolished) but for the years it was open, I never - and I truly mean never - went in there without scoring a nice cock and a nice big load within 15 minutes at the most.

Cruising isn't always that easy, and often it would mean lots of dead time with no one there or, worse yet, some troll you swear lived there popping up like a bad penny. But this place was amazing. And as a college kid with a yen for hairy daddies, I was never disappointed.

The guy I liked the most looked a little like the actor Tony Hale. Athletic, though a bit of a nerd. Would always come to the mall in grey sweats - I think he liked showing off his bulge on walks thru the mall. But he'd unzip and THWACK, out bounced his fat, long dick. I was always on my knees and before long he'd tell me to get ready because he was about to bust in my mouth. Man, I blew him probably a dozen times.

When it was slow, we didn't have cellphones back then, so to occupy our time, we read newspapers. They were often scattered all over the floor of the stalls.

I grew up with whites and a couple asians. Played sports, belonged to the country club, went to camp, saw plenty of dick and some big swinging meat. I started hanging around in NYC for fun transporting through Grand Central Station. Nothing prepared me for the shock - SCHOCK I TELL YOU - around 1980 of going to that downstairs mens room in Grand Central with the long line of urinals and the guaranteed presence of a couple of horse hung brothers stroking the their massive Big Black Cocks, knowing everyone was giddy at the sight. I used to get a funny feeling in my gut watching those guys. I was too young and naive to know I could have sex with hung black men. I didn't even open my butt to dick until 1987 though I was topping from 1980.

I think this guy's name was Taurus, and the video is about 1980 vintage. It make me explode instantly when I saw it on a video screen in a Times Square Peep.

Yeah, I remember seeing the big black guys at the department store downtown.

I could never do anything with them - they knew us inexperienced college boys could barely get them in our mouths - but I jacked one off and it was amazing.

I've been fucked by a more reasonable sized black dick (around 8-9") but I'll never forget the feeling of having what had to be 11 inches, if not more and ridiculously fucking thick, in my hands.

And ESPECIALLY when he came. It was like holding a car wash hose.

...There's got to be more stories to tell......

I left my seat in the theater during a first run of "Planet of the Apes" to check out the men's room. (now an eldergay, obviously)

Mainstream movies were a great place to suck because you and the cocksucker had the men's room to yourselves.

I only saw half the movie.

I remember going out to the mall early one Saturday morning maybe 10ish years ago. The store I wanted to go to opened late so I wandered over to where I knew there was a cruisey restroom.

On the way there I walked by a hot guy, maybe late 30s or early 40s, walking with his wife and kid. He had on track pants and a jacket.

I headed to my cruising spot and sure enough, about ten minutes later, he came in. Jacked off for a while at the urinal and then I sat in a stall and left the door unlocked. He came in and I sucked him off. His wife must not have been taking care of him, he came super quick. Nice dick and a huge knob.

Looking for sex in the bathroom is so nasty.

Looking for sex in the bathroom is so tasty.

Fixed it for ya.

Exactly, R37.

The tastiest part is when that hot fucking cock fills my mouth with that tasty load!!

When I was a kid there were rumors of guys hooking up in the mall bathrooms (yes I'm old) but that supposedly some guy made the mistake of moving on someone he shouldn't have and that afterward, the mall started using plainclothes security to monitor all the men's restrooms.

I found out about it from What You Always Wanted To Know About Sex But Were Afraid To Ask.

It's a terrible book and pretty homophobic (no help for young gay kids) but it DID give me that helpful info.

Does Squirt still claim to know where to go to cruise guys?

When I first got online I looked at Squirt to see if anything showed up here in Hooterville but nothing did.

Holy fuck r24, you just made me laugh.

Bless you!

I was on a trip recently and had the Sunday to myself to wander a mall. I decided to try and see for myself if there was any cruising going on in the men's rooms (there were about seven between various stores)...and boy was the answer yes.

In one busy bathroom, there was a guy standing on the opposite end of the handicap stall for a good 10 minutes. At first I thought he was sitting on the can, but after he gave up and left, and I left my stall, I opened the door and saw that the toilet was on the other side. I guess he was standing there hoping someone would see his feet and just enter?

In a very busy washroom, I saw this swole black guy with an insanely developed back peeing at the urinals. When I went over to the sink to wash my hands he turned his head and gave me a long look. I waited outside the bathroom, just stalling on my phone, just to see him leave. Sure enough, he eyed me but good as he walked down the hall. Unfortunately, he seemed to be wearing the black polo and black trousers of a guy working in one of the department stores. That made me kind of nervous. Would a guy cruise the same mall that he works in during a work shift?

In a smaller bathroom inside a department store, a taller skinny white guy again dressed all in black really took his time washing his hands after just going into a stall to blow his nose for about 3 minutes. He came in, I was at the urinal just sort of waiting. He went into a stall, left the door open and blew his nose for a while. Then I went into the next stall and blew my nose for a while. Kind of absurd. I went to go wash my hands and then he went to go wash his hands and there was some tension there. But again, he could very well have been working at that store and in there just to blow his nose. I'm not about to risk screwing around with some guy at his workplace.

In another bathroom, there was only one stall but I could see through the cracks in the door when I walked by that there was some kid, clearly jacking off with a look of terror on his face inside. Probably asking himself whether or not he wants to hook up with a guy.

All this to say, I was surprised given how many people were in the mall that bathrooms really are still being used as cruising locations. But they are.

Grindr is cruising without the bathroom.

[quote]Would a guy cruise the same mall that he works in during a work shift?

All. The. Time.

[quote]Grindr is cruising without the bathroom.

Sure. After you’ve exchanged messages, determined who can host (oh, neither can?), exchanged pics, likes, dislikes, met up hoping the other guy didn’t flake, etc. etc. etc.

All that as opposed to walking up to a urinal, seeing a guy there stroking his cock and waiting. Hmmmm. Which one is more efficient?

Does Squirt still exist, I thought that law that took down Craigslist took them down too?

Squirt still exists.

And folks still hookup through Craigslist.

How? Aren't the personal ads gone?

Well, I walked into this public bathroom, and wouldn't you know it, they were having a bake sale.

The lemon bars looked scrumptious, but should I really by baked goods in the bathroom?

I did eat that viennetta out of the trashcan, but it was a new VIP from Bed, Bath and Beyond and hardly any trash was in it.

Anyway, I'm going back next week.

There are going to have pecan sandies for sale.

We still recall fondly when we were at the T room urinal of the Chicago Art Institute when we were about 17. Down the row was a hot blond number, early thirties, who was stroking a MONSTER SUPER THICK 10-INCHER!

Needless to say before the day was over we had administered 'oral love' to him ,,,,,and swallowed every drop!!

I loved college. So many old bathrooms with horny guys coming in and out. Makes you wonder how many generations hooked up, did understall HJs and whatever else.

[quote]Back in the day. The men's room in the Lincoln Center Library of the Performing Arts. Right by the little known 10th Avenue Entrance to the Library. That had to have been designed by a gay architect. It was as secreted away as it could be. Only a gay man on the prowl could find it. And we did.

That mens room always creeped me out. There was a swinging door to the hallway that creaked loudly (in retrospect, someone must have adjusted it), a short corridor, then a swinging door to the restroom.

I always got in and out of there fast. But it was the only mens room on the main floors I knew.

^^ double doors are a cocksucker's dream because you can hear the fuzz coming!

[quote]The lemon bars looked scrumptious, but should I really by baked goods in the bathroom?

[quote]There are going to have pecan sandies for sale.

Don’t buy the baked goods. Save your money for a good book on grammar.

People like r56 made that bake sale a washout. Which is why we don't see more in public restrooms!

I was finishing up at a urinal in a bathroom on campus, when this black guy with a great body and great ass sauntered up behind me. He moved really slowly and with the kind of intensity that made me think he was there for some fun. It was kind of surreal. He took these really slow steps and was looking at his cell phone in his right hand. There were only two urinals so he immediately stood to my left. There was one of those stupid dividers there though, but I immediately noticed he didn't scoot up close to the urinal. As I tucked myself into my pants and stepped back, I could see he was tilting towards me at an angle. Like instead of facing the urinal head-on his whole body was tilted more towards 2 or 3 o'clock and that's when I saw his dick. He was cut, and the whole thing looked like a piece of black chocolate. It was kind of thick too. Not that long, but just really perfect. If he was showing it off I could understand why. But I couldn't tell if he was hard or not or if he was trying to get my attention or not. I think logically, he had to have been. He held it in his left hand and stared at the phone in his right. Part of me hoped he was looking at some porn or something, but it was basically white screen with text. He scrolled through lazily and just stood there. It was hot as fuck.

I tried not to stare and went over to the sink and washed my hands and then went over to the hand dryer. It was on the wall behind him and I could have been facing away, but I made a point of turning and standing to the side so I could take some quick glances back in his direction. After a long while, he finally peed a bit. I was nervous like crazy. He finished, sauntered to the sink, rinsed his hands and left.

I followed to find him waiting in the hall, facing the door to the bathroom but still looking at his phone. He saw me leave and drink some water from the fountain, but walked away...I followed him for about 10 seconds, we made eye contact again and then I had to split to get to class in another building.

Hot and frustrating. I'm glad I had the self-control not to reach out and touch him because I guess there's a possibility he had just come in to pee. But everything about this guy, his clothes his body, his attitude...everything suggested "look at what I've got".

Damn.

[quote] If he was showing it off I could understand why.

Mary, this is when your little story went south...

How?

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WVU. Library basement.

I'll share my experience cruising in restrooms. When I was a freshman in college (back in 2001) I stumbled upon a restroom that had a peep hole in between two stalls. I was very much in the closet and became aroused at the idea of seeing a guy in the stall. Most just came to crap which didn't appeal to me, however, just as I was about to leave a guy entered the stall and started jerking off. I also spotted him bending over and looking under the stall wall trying to see what I was doing. I came really hard and left. I think this is where my fascination with men's restrooms began. This was the first time I ever observed a guy jerking off in person. I had only see bad internet porn before then. I left that school and moved to a city and somehow found all the cruisy restrooms. I don't know how I found them. They are pretty dead today. There was something really erotic about not knowing who would enter and who would jerk off and be interested in playing.

Over the years I have had many experiences. There is a mall that had the toilet paper holder in the stall divider. You could pry it open which turned into a nice size glory hole. Unfortunately, too many men didn't put things back properly and mall management caught on. Guys were messing things up and they installed a metal panel over it. I really miss that stall. I gave hand jobs to a lot of closeted hot guys.

Here in Indy there is a restroom that has had many stings. There have been state officials that have been caught there. They even cut the stall doors in half to discourage playing which had the opposite effect. You can literally see men in each stall given the door is half the height it should be. I have never done anything in thee as 1) it is absolutely filthy and attracts many homeless and 2) no amount of anonymous sex is worth going to jail. I have heard stories about the guys that have blown undercover cops and then been arrested. I haven't play in restrooms in years but I do have fond memories.

The Hilton on 53rd and 6th in NYC still has an extremely cruisy bathroom on the lower level where all the conference rooms are. It has a loud and heavy door that opens into a small hallway and then another loud and heavy door, which gives ample time to recover- enough do that I’ve seen guys completely naked out in the open playing around, and the second they hear that first door they simply duck back into their booth and shut the door. Some good times there, but I more prefer sauna play at New York Sports Club.

Animals... AN-IM-MAALLLS!

Animals my ass, sounds good fun to me.

Amazed that such places can still exist. It worked when the general public was less aware.

The public bathrooms in a park near me were great cruising grounds. Went regularly in my teens and early 20s. But by the 90s, they were doing regular police stings. Took a while - but after a few years AND publishing the pictures of the guys busted in the local paper (!!), it was dead.

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