Shopping Mall Toilet Attendant 2

COMPLETED 3 MAY 2018

In Shopping Mall Toilet Attendant 1, FuelMix described an (actual) late evening encounter with a very "friendly" and utterly unabashed, elderly Chinese toilet attendant.  At the time,  FuelMix was cutting through a shopping mall, having finished from the gym and was simply not expecting what went down:

"So...let's see..." thought FuelMix as his cock hardened, "am I being cruised, admired, abused, molested or serviced by Kevin Spacey's gay Chinese uncle...?.....Ffuuckk..!! This feels good..!"

He ended that post this way:

"Not bad for a 70 year old toilet mouth faggot", thought FuelMix, "In the words of Arnold Schwarzenegger..... 'I'll be back...' "

Five months later, FuelMix found himself cutting through the same shopping mall late evening after the gym, about 10:15pm, needing to piss.  The mall was empty as FuelMix pushed open the Men's Room door not knowing what to expect, or for that matter, whether he'd even be remembered, or who would be on duty.

There was the toilet.  Well lit, completely dry, absolutely spotless and deserted - except for the very same elderly, slim Chinese male in his 70s, standing near the mirrors and sinks.  Again, he was in his pristine starched uniform with the name of the cleaning company discreetly printed on the left shoulder.

The Attendant flashed a broad smile of recognition, pointed at FuelMix and nodded.  He gave a thumbs-up sign as FuelMix approached him to get to the urinals.  FuelMix smiled at him.  The Attendant patted him on the back and stroked his shoulder as FuelMix shrugged off his backpack and placed it a few paces behind him on the incredibly clean floor.

"SSsshhhh..." motioned the Attendant as he placed his index finger to his lips and shuffled towards the door.  Again there was the sharp "click" as the Attendant locked the door. He headed back towards the urinal where FuelMix had released his cock from his gym shorts to start pissing.....

Without a word, the Attendant began to massage FuelMix's shoulders as FuelMix pissed.  It felt really relaxing and FuelMix wondered how many other guys received such personal service at the urinal.

As FuelMix pissed, the Attendant brought one hand down and around to hold his cock.  The other hand massaged FuelMix's lower back and ass through his gym shorts.  Several times, the Attendant deliberately wet his finger on FuelMix's piss stream, brought it up to his mouth and licked it.  From past experience, FuelMix knew the Attendant was a piss drinker and felt his cock getting hard as he pissed.....

When FuelMix finished the Attendant pulled a paper towel from the dispenser and with both hands, gently dabbed FuelMix's cock to remove any dribbles.  FuelMix tucked his cock back into his gym shorts and headed to the sinks to wash his hands.

The Attendant followed, slowly lowering himself to his knees to kiss FuelMix's hairy thighs and legs as FuelMix soaped his hands.  FuelMix dried them, helped the elderly Attendant to his feet and motioned to him to unlock the door.  Not a word had been spoken. 

The Attendant nodded, unlocked the door, smiled and bowed a little as FuelMix left.

Life can be surreal in Very Rich Megacity, at least for FuelMix.


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