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Or…He looked at the women's room. What the hell? He reached for the knob, turned it, and

opened the door.

The bathroom was small, a commode with the support railing promised by the blue signs. The

railing was in use by a man facing away, bent over, pants down around his ankles. Alec could not see this man very well because there was another man behind him, shirtless, hunched over, and fucking

him from behind.

Several things went through Alec's mind, the first of which wascan I still access the toilet

from the side and not be in their way. He had been in many a gay bar bathroom in his life and this was not the strangest thing he had ever seen. He just needed to pee. Was that too much to ask?

The second was that the man was going to town on this guy, also using the handicap rail as

support. He had a slender build, but his back was ripped with muscle, the cords moving beneath his hard flesh with every stroke as he slammed into the other. He had low hangers—breeding balls, as

Demarco would say—and they dangled and swayed pendulously with his thrusts.

Third, and to his utmost relief, was that he heard the men's room toilet flush and door open.

Whoever had been in there was done and Alec could now back out without these two ever knowing

he was here… which is exactly what he began to do.

But then the dominant of the two stood straighter and Alec recognized the dark curls of the man's

hair and the relaxed posture.

"Mac?"

Mac turned, his brief lustful expression obliterated when he saw that Alec was watching him

from the doorway. His eyes went wide.

"Hey! Don't stop. Almost there. Fuck me, Daddy," said the man beneath Mac, looking up.

It was Chad, the new guy.

Alec backed completely out of the room letting the door shut. He heard Mac shout"Wait"and then the thump of music returned. He went into the men's room and closed the door.

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The room smelled like fresh shit, but Alec barely noticed. He lowered his pants, sat on the still-

warm toilet seat, and let his bladder go. Relief came… along with the realization that Mac was

cheating on him.

Again.

He heard them through the walls, shuffling to get their clothes on. When the door opened, he

heard Mac's voice: "You wait here. I'll handle him."

Mac's heavy footsteps faded down the hall. Alec finished and pulled up his pants. He knew that

Chad would be standing outside the door, oblivious to his presence. He turned on the sink to wash his hands, hoping that Chad would hear, get the hint, and be gone before he opened the door... but no, when Alec stepped out Chad was standing there, gaping and speechless.