My stares did not go unnoticed of course and before too long, he had turned his body towards me, showing me it's full length. I just stood there, with my 4" tiny dick barely sticking out of my pants, staring at this beautiful cock. I had stopped pissing not long after he stood next to me, probably out of fear.
I could not take my eyes off of it, as he began unloading that snake into the urinal. I couldn't help but notice that instead of unzipping his fly, he dropped his pants to his knees, and put on full display a cock that had to be 7", soft. Myself, I am 5'8" and weigh 175#, clearly a noticeable difference. I could not help but notice that he was a very large man, easily 6'4" or taller and probably 250#, and it was not heft. Initially I paid it no attention, but could no longer do that, as he took his place at the urinal, right next to me. I was not more than 5 seconds into my pissing, when I heard the door open and the sound of very heavy footsteps approaching. I stood at the far end and unzipped my fly and within a few seconds, the flood gate opened, thankfully. I made my way to the old-fashioned trough style urinal, about 6' long.
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The restroom, as most are in rest stops, could have used some air fresheners but you really can't complain if it's free lodging. I took a moment to look around and made my way to the restroom. I figured if I did sleep long, I would not be bothered by the sunshine in the morning. I pulled my car into the far side of the rest stop, under a very large tree. This would work out perfect for me, I could use the restroom that I desperately needed and probably have an uneventful sleep, at least for a few hours anyway.Īs I pulled in to the rest stop, I only noticed 4-5 semi tractors and only 1 passenger car. I remember passing a sign several miles back that indicated a rest stop was nearby. I am starting to feel the effects of all the driving, so I decide that it's time to look for my resting spot. I had been driving for about 6.5 hours or so and a quick look at my watch, it's 12:15am. I gassed up the car and off I was, to destinations unknown. I packed my bare essentials into my overnight bag and grabbed a few snacks for the journey. This weekend would be no different, as far as my usual routines, or would it. I never plan my destination, I typically just drive until I get tired and find a safe place to sleep for a few hours, then off I go to my next resting spot. There is just something about jumping in the car and having no care in the world, where you end up. In times like these I turn to the comforts of the car and the serenity of the road, to calm me down. Having had a tough week at work, my frustration level was at its maximum.
It was one of those weekends where I needed to get away.