I live in PA but was born in south Carolina so every year for Christmas we go down to visit family, we Drive through about 5 states...anyway on the way back up we stopped at a rest stop in Maryland (the name "Mary" land will take on a whole me meaning once you finish reading this) I go in the bathroom...mens bathroom cuz Im a dude ( yes that clarification is relevant to the story) and right away I notice a man near his 60's standing in the middle of the room. It was quiet awkward, especially the way he kept staring at me...anyway he then. Peeked into the occupied stalls as if he saw something interesting. Then he came over to me and said "how are you?" I said I was good but couldn't help but notice he had a homosexual voice (I think you all know what I mean). For a brief moment in time I was afraid I was gonna be raped. Then he stood at the urinal next to me as I was trying hard to ignore him and focus on the flow of my urine. I looked at him out of the corner of my eye to see if he was looking at me and what did I see? His Weener slowly growing larger and then he started to whack off right over the urinal. I the preceded to quickly leave without a word. The end.
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not on NB!
