One of those non expected not looking for encounters. Not looking for is perhaps a lie, I always look at and look out for possible cock sucks. Had to go to bank in carnival mall yesterday. Carnival mall is a special patch for me as have been fucked three times there and have sucked 5 times (three of the sucks prior to bending over) Queues for teller area not too bad was 6th in line outside bank and a hot arse in front of me so the queue could have stood still for a while longer as far as I was concerned. the guy in front, even from behind, was hot. Tight dark blue long sleeve winter top and light blue butt molding jeans. I think he may have sensed my eyes and my mind burning into his rear, not that I am a top, am very much a bottom if encounters go that far but a hot guy that fills his clothes like a dressed Michael Angelo statue is sweet eye candy and makes my body want to kneel in worship position almost instantly. He turned, nodded, I did so in return. He stayed facing me on his cel playing a game I think which seemed odd for me as he was at least mid 30's, my estimate, but just because I am not into games doesn't mean others shouldn't be. He started a conversation through his mask, in Afrikaans and I eagerly conversed. From Covid to politics to recent power outages for 3 days in our area. He got lost in his game and then the queue moved and he turned but then turned back to face me his eyes on his game my eyes now very much on his crotch. I am a bulge freak and started to notice a very good package squashed towards his left leg ,definitely the outline of his cock which didn't seem to be as soft as his denim. As if he again read my mind, his left hand came onto his crotch and performed a quick adjustment, which I was not sure was to lessen the tell tale developing boner, or to hide it. His adjustment only heightened the outline of his cock more and he turned away . No more chatting no more turning. He did his teller business and left without even turning to say cheers ..how to ruin a quickly made friendship lol. i did my business and then left he bank and there he was playing on his cel across from the bank next to African bank and the passage leading to the cloaks. Now my mind was in over drive. I have almost got into trouble before, because my eager mind sometimes misreads information. I walked past hm slowly and said "lekker dag verder" and his reply looking at me was "selfde oom". always smile when called oom by someone who is older than 30 . I then started to walk away and he fell in line behind me. You hot supposedly straight guys you have no idea what this sort of teasing does to a slutty mouth lol. anyhow I stopped at window of clicks and he stopped just before and when I started to walk, he did too. I have cruised often enough to know that this was perhaps a better than average chance that he was looking for action and that meant normally my mouth taking an eager quick cock and cum swallow .I went down the stairs into the covered parking area and to my car which was in the top corner as the parking was unusually full and my heart missed a beat when he came down the stairs and kept walking behind me. Always risky as it could be a set up a quick grab of my wallet etc.but I am older and wiser and he didn't seem to be threatening he just seemed in my mind, to want a dirty minded oom to take his needy cock and suck on it. I got to my car, unlocked and the guard came over and the hot cock hovered in the background. I told guard I had to make a call first and got in my car put cel to my ear and pretended. The guard left but I couldn't see the hot cock anymore, but thought what the fuck and lent over to open the passenger door slightly. It was the most open sign I could give and a blatant invitation if the guy wanted what i thought he wanted. then he was there then he was in the passenger seat closing the door and looking through the rear view mirror and side mirror and then without a word he undid his belt and jeans button and unzipped and just kept looking in the mirrors. my hand went straight for the opening in his jeans . i felt the hardness of his cock. i managed with a bit of difficulty to ease his cock out his underwear and he was as hard as nails with a a huge head covered by a beautiful loose foreskin that my thumb and forefinger easily pulled downwards. I stroked gently and was looking in the mirrors myself as a precursor to leaning down and across onto his cock and then he panicked. I let go and he hastily hauled his erect cock back into the restricted jeans zipped up, buckled up and simply said "jammer oom" and left . not sure if holding a strangers hot cock for a minute counts as a meet, but it is all i got and given lock down more than I could ever have expected especially in a public environment. On the funny side, if there was a chance meet again, I think I would recognize his cock head before i recognize the head on his shoulders given his mask. All the way home I had visions of his hard manly Afrikaans cock, his soft loose foreskin rolling back, the sight of his head slit..... and the opportunity lost to taste a fresh protein blast from his balls. maybe he is a swinger maybe he might read this..... maybe is a great thought.