Some friends of mine decided to spontaneously get married in Las Vegas. The wanted a kitsch as fuck wedding, where he was the bride, she was the groom, they both wore baby tees with lame slogans on them, and they held the ceremony at the Graceland Wedding Chapel, where “Elvis” played the wedding march.

We got there Friday night and the wedding as scheduled for Saturday. We spent the day Saturday gambling, drinking, and generally fucking shit up in Vegas – as you do.

I had a bit of a good luck streak at the black jack table and was revelling in my wins as I walked to the cashier to collect my winnings. With a wad of cash in my packet I was still feeling lucky as I headed out to the pool to get some rays.

Little did I know my luck was about to get better.

As I headed down the long hallway out of the casino and toward the pool, and extremely hot blond guy was walking toward me. Being the perv that I am, the very first thing I noticed was the massive bulge in his jeans. I always say if you can see it in his jeans, it’s gotta be big.

The next thing I noticed was his amazing, veiny, muscular arms and hands. I am a real sucker for amazing arms – and fuck did he have a gorgeous set. To top it all of, he had the face of a model and a tan that would make any Hollywood starlet jealous. He was gorgeous.

I was so busy licking my lips at the sight of him that I barely noticed that he couldn’t keep his own eyes off me. We both nearly gave ourselves whiplash cocking our necks as we passed each other to maintain eye contact.

Luckily the men’s room was a couple feet away. I motioned with my head for him to follow me. He immediately turned around and followed me in.

The stalls were all full, so we had to pretend to stand around until one opened up. Then we had to wait for a few guys to finish washing up until we sneaked into a stall together.

He had clearly done the bathroom stall thing before because he quickly, and nimbly hopped up onto the tank, placing his feet on the seat so as not to be seen by anyone else in the room. He pulled his pants down to reveal a massive and rock hard uncut piece of gorgeous German sausage – his accent became clear after he ordered me to start sucking it.

It was one of the most amazing cocks I’d ever worked on – thick, long, as veiny as his incredible arms, and with a meaty hood that would turn on the biggest foreskin freak out there. I rolled my tongue around the inside of his foreskin, tickling the bottom of his head and driving him to ecstasy.

After about 10 minutes of worshiping his perfect cock, we were both so worked up that there was only one thing left to do. Having noticed a condom machine near the sink, I popped my head over the stall door and noticed the coast was clear. I quickly unlocked the door, ran to the machine, got a condom, and ran back to the stall before anyone could notice. I tore open the wrapper and stretched it tight over his pole and hopped on his cock as quickly as I could.

Not caring anymore how many feet were visible from the bottom of the stall I rode his thick shaft like my life depended on it. Goddamn he was good. He fucked me like I’d never been fucked before. He had moves and I’d never experienced in my life. I was feeling his cock touch places inside me I never knew existed. I could feel him slapping my guts from the inside and I was writhing like I couldn’t believe. I had to stuff my t-shirt into my mouth just to keep from screaming and letting everyone in the whole hotel know I was having the fuck of my life.

And then something happened that had never happened to me before, and which I have been chasing ever since. While I had both hands against the stall door, without having to touch myself at all, his meat against my insides made me spontaneously shoot my hot load across the stall. I shot so hard I thought it could have blown a hole through the metal door. I was in heaven!

I had to pull myself off him to keep from going insane. I quickly turned around, pulled the condom off him, and aimed his throbbing rod into my face and before I knew it took his amazingly hot spray all over my face. I was completely covered in his gorgeous man juice. To add to the kinkiness of this bathroom encounter, he actually started to lick his own spunk off my face. I couldn’t believe how hot it was!

After licking most of his cum off me, he pulled up his pants up, gave me a kiss, and left me in the stall to clean myself up. As he left, the only thing he said to me was: “room 642”.

Needless to say, I couldn’t wait for the wedding to be over that night. All I knew was that the bride wasn’t the only one who was going to get fucked senseless that night.