You don't feel like risking wetting yourself again, especially not in your car, so you stop at the Gas Mart and head straight for the men's room. On the right wall there is two open urinals, but what gets your attention is the man next to the urinals. He is on his knees, back against the wall, mouth open wide as if he were a urinal too. He doesn't look like a fag, other than all the piss stains on his clothes.
"Go Ahead" he tells you. You find yourself stepping up in front of him and pulling out your dong. You aim and let your bladder empty and the man greedily sucks it all down. You know this is rather gay, but it doesn't feel that gay on your part.
When you finish, you zip yourself up and start to head for the sink when the door opens and a man who looks like he's in his mid fifties comes in. Suddenly you are hit with the same need from back in the classroom, you somehow can smell his full bladder.
You don't even realize you've done it til afterwards, but you get on your knees beside the stranger you used as a urinal. You want to be used as a urinal again, no, not want, you need to be. You open your mouth wide and hope the man chooses you to relieve his bladder in.
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