Cop at the Glory Hole

His morning hard-on grated against the bathroom sink as he sleepily brushed his teeth. He had been dreaming about yesterday's experience with a young man with a knapsack at the bus station. The large stiff cock in the young man's hand remained in his memory, and what could have been a really hot blow-job. Mark and Dick had been sitting in the waiting room, casually glancing through a newspaper. Mark caught the dark eye of the young man across the room, and got a wink in return. Then the man went to the men's room, Dick and Mark exchanged glances, and Mark casually sauntered into the men's room after him. The man was standing at the center urinal of the long row, taking a leak. Mark stood two urinals away and took out his cock. He glanced over at the young man and could see a rather large, soft cock held loosely. As Mark stared, the man dropped his hand so Mark could see the entire prick. It was thick, and, as Mark watched, started to rise as the urine stream tapered off. Mark caressed his own prick and it started to rise in response. He continued his masturbatory motion, and soon the big cock was at full staff.