Eliah's Verification 1-1

Eliah stopped at his condominium’s reception desk to check for mail and messages before he went up to his new place. He had a couple of bills and a golden envelope with CLUB 22 embossed and his name and address beautifully written in script on the front. Eliah, quite successful and comfortable with his lifestyle, and openly gay, had been told when he was recruited for this new job in a new city, some distance from family and friends, that this was a 'happening scene' ! Eliah had checked out the local bars and night spots hoping to find the 'hot' connections. It was very disappointing. They turned out to be generic 'Any Bar, Any City' like in their appeal. Eliah realized it would take meeting someone with similar interests and inside information to make the connections he was looking for. He had been here for three weeks with no significant contacts or action!  He was beginning to wonder if this move had been a mistake.
 Eliah had spotted the intriguing, auburn haired young man, several times in the last few days. Usually in the Plaza, outside the company offices when all the businesses in the surrounding buildings took a lunch hour. "He looks interesting, young, could be inexperienced, but hopefully a fast learner. No harm in giving him a try!' thought Eliah. Then, earlier today, Eliah had spotted him once again, at noon, coming out of the building across the Plaza with a young woman. He had very deliberately followed them, stepping into the queue for the Panini Restaurant, right behind them. Eliah made himself more obvious as he cruised the fellow especially each time he turned to speak to the young lady. He was young and attractive in his stylish Italian suit and crisp white shirt and tie. His shining eyes had caught Eliah's eyes sweeping over his body, and he found an excuse to unbutton his coat and drape a long fingered hand to the side of his bulging crotch as if about to touch himself. Eliah obliged his invitation and dropped his gaze, making a clear visual statement that he noticed the fellows bulging crotch.  The fellow spoke to his companion, all the while staring past her to Eliah who stood behind them. He flashed a surreptitious smile at Eliah. The twosome was seated and Eliah nearby, sat at his table so he could see the stylish young man clearly and unobstructed, with his female companion more or less 'out of the picture!' She was not part of Eliah's interest.  Eliah and the young man played eye tag all through lunch. Eliah settled his check and saw the young guy staring, crestfallen, evidently supposing Eliah was leaving. Eliah looked directly at him and mouthed the words 'Rest Room'. Eliah stood, locked his gaze, casually brushed his own bulging crotch with his napkin, and headed for the Men's Room.   
 The restroom had a small entry and another door leading into the larger room. Several urinals and stalls were on one side, with sinks and a wall of mirrors over them, down a side wall. The configuration of the room was such that the urinals were reflected as a row in the mirrors over the sinks. One had full view of the action at the urinals while washing one's hands. "Must have been designed by a thoughtful cock-aficionado" thought Eliah. He stepped up to a sink and started to wash his hands when he heard the outer door open and seconds later the young auburn haired stranger pushed into the room. The young man nervously stepped up to a urinal and started to unzip, apparently not as confident in the follow through as he was in flirting with a hot man. Eliah saw him glance over at him in the mirror. He took a paper towel and dried his hands as he turned and leaned against the sink, obviously running his hand over his cock, stroking the bulge in his pants, watching the young man fishing in his pants for his cock. Eliah unzipped and stepped to a urinal beside the stranger. He tucked his coat back out of the way, under his arms and pulled his thickening cock from his fly. Eliah had every reason to be supremely confident of his male endowment. His oversize cock combined with his physical attractiveness made him stand out in any crowd and gave him an aura of calm assurance. He stood beside the stranger at the urinal and slowly jacked his beautiful cock, as it rose from his groin. "I've seen you in the Plaza, and followed you here, I'm Eliah".  The man turned slightly and Eliah felt his soft hand close around his stiffening cock. The young man held his own shaft in his other hand as he pissed a steady flow. "I've seen you in the Plaza too, you're damn hard to miss."  Eliah reached over and pulled the man's coat back, revealing a substantial cock hosing the urinal. As he finished pissing, Eliah closed his fist around the stranger's rigid shaft. "Nice! Very Nice" he said, as he worked his thick, hot dick with his hand, squeezing the last lingering drop of piss from his long rod. The guy turned toward Eliah and jacked him vigorously as he brushed his lips with his own in a quick, frantic kiss. "You’re hot Eliah! And damned big, I want you man!"   
They heard the outer door open and both turned back to their urinals, with semi erect cocks  flagged, as another man, dark haired and handsome, entered the restroom. About the same height as Eliah but more slightly built, he saw the two of them at the urinals, and stepped up to the last one in the row, turning towards them, obviously not pee shy or seeing anything he found disturbing, he greeted them with "Gentlemen!" He then pulled his very substantial cock from his suit pants and stood at the urinal watching as the young guy quickly stuffed his cock back in his pants and stepped to the sink where he watched Eliah in the mirror, slowly skinning his big, thick cock. He dried his hands and said "She's waiting on me! Hopefully I'll see you tomorrow Eliah", as he rushed out. The handsome newcomer spoke up, "Too bad he rushed off, looked very interesting. Nice dick.  Did you get his name?"