I stand at one & unzip, pull out my pecker and fully retract my hood. I hold it with my opposite hand so that if the guy comes in, he'll be able to se... my pecker, if he is so inclined. I am standing at the urinal pissing away. The guy does come in & stands beside me. He purposefully looks over and down at my cock as he unzips and pulls out his own cock. I look over and down at his cock. It is a fine, fine uncut cock. Thick and veiny, with a long overhanging foreskin. He also pulls his hood back. Navigation, flight controls, aircraft systems, emergency procedures, and so much more. I know what got me through it was that I was determined to succeed. I wouldn’t let anything stand in my way. I really sweated out the courses and lost count of the hours and hours of study I put in to make sure I made it. The flying part turned out to be the easiest. I wasn’t afraid of the aircraft, and I wasn’t trying to over-control it. I seemed to have a feel for how to get the most out of my ‘ship,’ and I. I try to remain still and relaxed, but I cannot help as my body responds. My ass is raised slightly, and my legs are parted more than when I first laid down but I do not know when this happened. My skin is electrified even as their hands work the oil in all over. As fingers work closer and closer, sometimes passing over my clit, or my lower lips, or even my anus, my desire grows for more and more. On one stroke through the area, and a familiar slick sensation follows his fingers, I am. Some ass. Some tits. This guy likedeverything he saw."What time do you get off?" he asked.Pretty forward, I thought. I decided to play, not too sure how far Ishould go. But Ellie was around to save me if I mis-read the situation."I get off all the time," I said, with a little pout. "But not withcustomers. Sorry if I'm a tease." I like you teasing," he said."I'll be back in a minute then," I promised, and went to my firstcustomer."Sober yet?" I asked.He looked up. "My wife's going to kill me.".