Destroying the puttin ' in the forbidden bath

As soon as I left the PM, out of sheer incompetence, I went to work for private security companies and in this security business we sometimes change jobs a lot according to the contracts signed by the company. Nowadays I do a different kind of private security, but still, sometimes I find myself being transferred to different locations to meet the needs of the company I work for. At that time, our company signed a major contract with the government of São Paulo and began to provide security for the subways and also for some urban train lines. I was assigned to work at the Barra Funda station with a lot of other colleagues, and there I learned a lot of mischief and trickery, and I also made great friendships that last to this day. I've talked here, in other stories, how much the security profession and how much the uniform exerts a fetish on the gay and female imagination. Sex in our workplace is what we don't lack! There's always someone who wants a good whore with a security guard or uniformed policeman. I'm strong and well-groomed because of the profession, I'm brown and I have a beautiful and big dick, which has never left my hand, at least until today. We were at the deep bar station, it was almost 8:00 p.m., when our area supervisor called us and said that he was going to move two security guards to the Whitewater train station to stay until closing time, 0:00 a.m., because they had a problem there and needed reinforcement. Some friends complained, but I was always good, single and without schedules, I arranged to go along with my partner André, a rookie who had already worked there in that station. André was a skinny guy, married to an evangelical woman, that he lived denigrating just thinking about her church. He was a very naive, cocky guy and who had the nickname, within the class, standing table, why do I even need to say it? The train station in question, for those who know it, is a very quiet station, especially late at night, although it is in the western part of Sampa, it looks like an inland city station, to those who look from the platform. When we got there we realized the problem, that it was in a water and sewage pipe and that's why the toilets were forbidden and there was only one toilet available at the exit of the station in case of emergency. We were both walking on the platform waiting to give the closing time. The cleaners gradually left because the work would not resume until dawn, so that the station would be ready the next day. There was a sign on the bathroom door that said no, but there was a time when I was in a tight spot, and I went there to take a leak anyway, and I saw that even though it was forbidden, you could use it for a quick leak. It was almost 11 pm, little movement, one or another passenger, some late students, because there is a famous university nearby, when I saw Andre talking happily with a new face, he must be about 22 years old, with a backpack on his back and a student's face. They seemed to know each other from other times, I approached and listened to the conversation of the two. I always saw you here at this time when I came from college and suddenly you disappeared. <unk> Said the little face. The company transferred me to the Barra Funda station and you are still preparing a lot? <unk> I heard André talking and giving a low laugh to the little guy, who was a little unfunny, looking at me. - This is my partner Thales, honey! He's my cheat friend, we're here covering an emergency. <unk> The little guy greeted me with a head gesture and I returned by looking at him. He was a half-masked guy. He had a well-born face, a well-proportioned body and a half-full bundle, who drew attention by the volume. Although he was very discreet, he had a certain way with his hands that handed him over and I was suspicious of all the attention that André gave to the little guy. I was going to use the bathroom, but it's forbidden, so I'm going to use it at the next station. - Come here with me that I give a little way Beto, that was his name. <unk> Said André accompanying the little girl towards the bathroom and making a sign for me, so that I would accompany him. Arriving at the bathroom he looked to the sides as if making sure that there was no one around and took off the ban jacket, talking to the little girl: The little face looked at Andre and then at me and, as if obeying a command, went into the bathroom. Andre waited a couple of minutes and said to me: "Stay there at the door and don't let anyone in, man!" He laughed, winked at me and went into the bathroom. <unk> I took out the time I had there. I stood at the door and looked at the platform so that no one would notice anything, but it was very quiet in the station at that time. There were a couple of people on the other side of the platform. After about 10 minutes, I, curious that I was, already with the stick flashing, imagining that some piece of shit was rolling, went to the entrance of the bathroom and looked well from the side so as not to be noticed. André was standing, leaning against the sink, with his pants open and that huge, hard hose twisted to one side, extended towards the little face that, kneeling, swallowed everything without the slightest difficulty. The guy stuck his tongue into André's balls and went up to the head of the stick and swallowed everything with an unbelievable ease. André's cock sank all the way into the little dog's throat, which did not even choke. My cock snapped at the time of orgasm and I squeezed it over the uniform, feeling the cock already wet the head of my roll. And then Andre said something in the ear of the little guy, I couldn't hear, but I saw him get up, turn his back, lean against the sink getting well bent and pulling down his pants, leaving his ass all exposed. It was a wonderful ass! Meaty and spiky, ass of male moleque and furry. Moleque then, with both hands, opened the butt bands, showing the cook to André who spat on his own stick and began to brush the tail of the little whore. André gave a push on the tail of the little car, who moved forward with a face of pain and made a gesture to André, opened the zipper of the backpack that was next to it and took out a small envelope from inside. I saw that it was lubricating gel that he soon spread on the tail and on the cock of André and went back up the butt, opening the bands. At this time André leaned the head of the roller on his butt and I saw clearly that jeba was sinking into the little car that gave a strong groan. André looked in the tail direction of the door and he saw me looking at the scene, he just smiled and looked at me and began to shadow the tail of the little car, while the whole face of André was pressed and pushed with great force, the head and tail of Metz. I, at this point, was already pausing outside and beating a nervous fist, always with my eye on the platform in case someone approached. André punched hard for about ten minutes and then I heard his breathing change and he, holding on to the waist of the kid, gave a strong punch and enjoyed it. The little car was beating a fist on his own stick and I was almost enjoying just watching the scene. André said something in the ear of the little car and he looked towards the entrance, where he saw me with the stick out, beating a fist. He said nothing, just continued in the same position and André signaled to me. I walked up to him, and Andre, already closing his pants, said: I'm gonna go to the door and keep an eye on it. I put my head on my dick, which was already dripping with hard-on. I brushed and felt the heat and the damage that Andre's cocksucker had done to that cute ass. I pushed my stick in and it slid smoothly, as that hot little hole was well lubricated. The molecule gave a nice groan and I dug deep, feeling my stick go up to the heel. I knew I wouldn't be able to put in much without laughing, so I started pumping hard, hearing the nice noise of my roller going in and out of that lubricated ass. The little whore groaned and hit a punch with the whole body shivering. In a few strokes I felt his ass contracting and chewing the head of my roller, he was laughing at my stick stuck in the ass. "Enjoy, little whore, enjoy the male's dick in your hole, I'll fill your fucking ass full, little whore, I'll make fun of you, I'll make fun of you, I'll make fun of you, I'll make fun of you". This whoring didn't last more than half an hour, but it was a delightful quickie. The little whore took the train as soon as we left the bathroom, before entering told André that he was always there at the same time. He didn't say a word to me, just looked at my face and gave a smile, gesturing his head. Andre told me that he used to eat it all the time when he worked at the station and that it was a great place to fuck whores coming out of college looking for sex. NOTE: Cadastral text in the register of works according to - Law 9.610 of 19-02-1998. Reproduction without authorization is prohibited. Thank you for reading my story, if you like it, vote and comment. We are very pleased to receive the reader's encouragement. Hugs to all!!! Thank you for your affection!!!