I had a couple of hours after checking out of my hotel in Madrid and catching my plane back to London. I had a hangover from drinking late the night before and was wondering the street of Madrid on a hot lunch time. The story is true up except the fucking and cumming unfortunately. He gave me his email and so this was my email to him this morning.

I enjoyed fantasising about what might have happened yesterday if we had more time.

When I stood behind you at the cash point I was admiring your reddish hair below your cap and your smooth neck. I found it sexy. I continued looking down at the grey sweatshirt and it's cute logo leading to the fitted jeans. I could tell you had nice legs.

As you finished at the cash machine you seemed to wiggle. It was subtle. I didn't know if I imagined it. A straight guy probably wouldn't notice but it was enough to communicate something so that as you moved away I instinctively knew to turn and watch you. You looked back. Twice. And from then I knew your intension.

I tried to get money but impatiently I kept misreading the countless questions on the screen until my card was returned without money. I had a new mission. I left in your direction. I could see you in the distance . When you knew that I was following, you continued to your destination and casually leaned on a parked car checking your phone. I walked past, looking into your eyes and smiled.

Eventually we spoke making polite conversation. If I was more experienced I would have made my intentions clearer. At one point I thought we were going our separate ways when you came back to me and said, with a devilishly grin "I want to fuck you"

Those words, in your Spanish accent was music to my ears. I guess that you are half my age and I am attracted to older guys than me usually but it was your confidence that really turned me on.

We seemed to walk for miles trying to find somewhere we could go until we found a car park with single toilets right in view of the parked cars. We went straight in. Once I had locked the door you leant against the sink.

You wasted no time and shoved my trousers and pants down and roughly fondled my cock. I loved it when you forced me to kneel down so my head was level with your crotch and I could see the dark patch of pre-cum on your underpants. Pulling them down released your beautiful cock which I immediately took in my mouth. I wanted to suck and tease it, tickling your balls with my beard. Your cock easily filled my mouth and I could feel it hitting the back of my throat. I knew I would struggle not to choak on it. I wanted to savour your taste.

I put my hands on your smooth hard arse cheeks. As I held them, I knew I wanted to turn you around and bury my nose and tongue in your sweet hole. I wanted to feel as much of your body under your clothes with my hands.

But eventually you resumed control and pulled me up, turned me around and pushed me forward over the sink. You sucked two of you fingers and went in search of my hole. They quickly forced their way inside me stretching me ready for your cock. It wasn't long before I could feel your cock, moist from your leaking pre cum and juices from my mouth pushing to enter me.

It hurt. And as I stood up in pain you firmly pushed the top of my shoulders forward again and started to fuck me.

This was going to be a fast hard fuck as we could hear someone coughing outside. As you got into your rhythm, with one hand on my hip, the other reached around to squeeze my nipple hard. I was in heaven. Your fucking got harder and faster. At the moment you were about to cum you pulled out and shot all over my back. Your spunk slid down into the crack of my arse and over my now red and abused hole.

With my cock in my hand I also shot my load over the sink.

After pulling our clothes up, we left the cubicle one by one. As I left, I surprised a guy who approached the door after seeing you leave first but he was too shocked to say anything.

As we left the car park you casually pointed out the police station opposite. I was grateful we got away with it and went on to catch my plane back to London with a big smile on my face.

I loved that we met without the use of a phone app.

As I left you still looked horny and I like to think you were about find another stranger...