An encounter with an Italian man 20yrs ago

It was about nine in the morning and I left the hotel in Santa Maria degli Angeli in Umbria
to head for the train station, it was a really hot morning and because I was carrying
a quite heavy rucksack I wanted to go into the station toilet to change my T shirt and
freshen up a bit. When I entered the room there was a man just finishing having a piss
in the corner urinals, he was staring at me and commenting with sharp intakes of
breath "che fusto"he was repeating while gesticulating with his arm. I was amused by this
and smiled at him realizing that he was taking quite a fancy to me although he was quite
a bit older, perhaps a gent in his late sixties or early seventies. He approached me
and I thought "here we go".
I had by then put my clean T shirt on, walking towards the wash basins he gave me a little
pinch on the nipple then quickly rinsed his hands and circled around me and gave a gentle touch
to my balls through my jeans my quick reaction to this was to suck my belly in and pull out
the waist of my jeans to invite him to sink his hand down to my cock which he quickly did, he fondled
my semi hardon and tried to kiss me on the lips but that was something that I didn't want
so I stood tall to evoid it, just as well he was a small guy. After a few seconds I realized the risk
of someone just walking in and witnessing what we were doing so I pulled his hand out even
though I wanted more. He then said to me in italian "let's go in there, I'll give you a blow job"
I really wanted to, but said "no it's OK, what it someone comes?"which I suppose was telling
him I wanted to but was scared rather than a flat "no"which would give him the message
of "leave me alone" so he said "come on, it will be OK no one will come, it's safe " at that point
I didn't take much convincing and said "OK" after all nobody knew me around there and
it was something that I had wanted to do for a few years so I was thinking "this is it".
We went into the cubical together, it was the type of toilet without a seat, the type with a hole
and footplates. I was pleased to see that the door went right down to the floor so nobody would
see us in there together if they came into the room. I unzipped myself and dropped my jeans and
underpants down around my knees, my cock was semi hard and looked good even to me,
he seemed really pleased at the sight of it, I stood up against the wall and he squatted down and
took my balls into his warm mouth and my cock was rock hard by then resting up on the side of
his head, he started to finger my arsehole but I made it clear that I didn't want that.
I wanted my cock in his mouth as soon as possible so I guided it into his mouth and he
started to give me a fantastic blow job rasping his tongue up and down my helmet and shaft,
it felt fantastic and I was almost ready to cum so I withdrew my cock and turned my attention
to his, I unzipped him and got his tackle out, a nice smooth ball sack but a tiny cock that you'd
expect on a toddler and also soft. I thought "what the hell" and started to give him a blow job,
my first ever encounter with a man. I sucked on his cock hoping it would grow and get hard, but
it stayed small and soft and after a short time he shot his load into my mouth, I didn't expect that !
I spat into the toilet and he sqeezed another drop or two from his cock end, he was delighted with it
while stretching the cum between his fingers. Although the thought of cum in my mouth exited me
and still does, I was concerned about whatever desease I ran the risk of catching, it was then
my turn to cum so I turned towards the wall and indicated to him that I wanted him to toss me
off and I shot my load over the tiled wall, he offered me a tissue to wipe my cock with so I did
just that and threw the tissue into the toilet. We zipped up and he flushed the toilet and had a
little listen to check if anyone was there and off he went, I slowly followed and went straight
the the wash basin to give my mouth a rinse. In hindsight I was thinking I should have shot my
load in his mouth, he would have probably liked it. When I left the toilet room he was nowhere
to be seen, I was wondering how much better it would have been if we had of been somewhere
private with plenty of time. I made that old man's day, from his point of view it must have been
a dream come true, I certainly enjoyed it.