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The usual shit applies; don't read if you're under 18 etc... THIS IS A TRUE STORY
I was seventeen and had been in college about two months before I found what I dubbed the "gay bathroom". It was a men's bathroom in one of the college buildings with a pipe urinal and two cubicles. In the wall between the two cubicles there was a decent sized hole, with was almost perfectly circular, like someone had placed a tin of beans on it and cut around it. It had a jagged edge so it was obviously created by a gay student over a period of time. Anyway, I found it and was surprised to see it when I sat down to have a shit. It was stuffed with toilet paper and there was no-one in the other cubicle but I still found it very arousing. I finished up in the toilet and made a mental note to check it out again as soon as possible.
About a week later I was coming back from a late class. It was mid winter and freezing cold outside so I had many layers of clothing on. I was also very horny so I decided to pay the gay bathroom another visit. In this building there were two bathrooms quite close together along the same corridor and I couldn't remember which one I was looking for. As I walked along the corridor, a few students were around. Just as I approached the first bathroom, a man walked out of it, glancing at me with bright blue eyes and continuing on his way. I walked in to check the bathroom, not really paying attention to the man, probably about thirty. I quickly crossed the room and looked into a cubicle, seeing intact walls. So obviously it was the second bathroom. I walked out and headed towards the other one, walking in and noticing that one cubicle was occupied. Heart thumping, I entered the vacant cubicle and locked the door behind me. I removed my coat and scarf and hung them on the hook on the back of the door. As I undid my belt and slipped my trousers and underwear to my ankles, I noticed there was a tiny gap in the tissue where you could see through to the next cubicle. Exactly what I had hoped for, I might see the other guy's dick.
I sat down on the toilet and leaned forward to look through the tiny gap. When you were sitting on the toilet, the hole was a bit too far out, so you had to lean to examine it. I could only see the blank off-white wall of the other cubicle at first but then a black string swung down in front of the gap, swinging in and out of view. Confused, I looked more closely. Then it hit me: it was from the other guy's hoody. So he was looking at me too... suddenly my dick started to grow.
I'll stop now to describe my dick. It isn't massive, nor is it tiny. I'm not going to lie about it, I won't pretend I've a ten incher (I have my doubts they even exist). Mine is a comfortable seven inches long, uncut. My pubes stretch almost from hip to hip, but not quite. They are dark brown, almost black, striking against my pale Irish skin. Anyway, back to the story.
I retracted my head in shock, my heart thumping. I'm quite shy so I was very wary of another person watching me for the first time. Slowly, I leaned forward again, only to see the string had also disappeared. I chanced a further glance, looking backwards towards the toilet where the other guy was sitting. I could see he was jerking off but could not get a clear view of his cock. I slowly began jerking off myself and noticed the string again obstructing my view. I leaned back and stroked myself slowly, enjoying it as I knew he was watching. Soon after, I leaned forward for my next turn. He was still jerking off and I still couldn't really see it but it was still a big turn on. Then I sat back again to give him his turn. I got a shock as he pushed the toilet paper through the hole so it was completely unobstructed. A gaping hole was between me and a complete stranger who were both jerking off. He stood in front of the hole where I could clearly see and slowly stroked his cock. The hole was waist height so I could only see his cock, about the same size as mine, and his dusting of light brown pubes. When he disappeared I took my turn. We did this a few more times.
When I was jerking in front of the hole for the third time, his finger appeared at the hole and I heard a grunt. I knew what he meant but I was wary. After more insistence, I took a deep breath and put my cock through the hole. I felt his fingers holding it still as he took it in his mouth. This, believe it or not, was my first blowjob. It felt strange, but in a good way. In fact I was really starting to enjoy it when he pulled away from it. Disappointed, but willing to fulfil my duty, I stooped down in preparation for giving him his in return. His cock appeared through the hole a second later. It was thicker than mine but about the same length, also uncut, but with the foreskin retracted. He had less pubes than me too. I took it in my mouth and sucked it slowly. I've never liked giving blowjobs. But nevertheless, I kept sucking until I felt I had repaid his time and I pulled away from it. I heard a whisper: do you want some company in there? I was very hesitant to let a complete stranger into a toilet cubicle with me so I whispered back a simple `no thanks'. He retaliated with persuading me so I thought why not and opened the door slightly so that he could enter. Luckily enough there was no-one else in the bathroom. He walked in a second later, grinning. It was the guy I had met coming out of the first bathroom. I was a bit surprised but pleased all the same. He closed the door behind him and I dropped my trousers again, as did he.
He kissed me full on the lips, as our swollen cocks rubbed together. He was about five inches taller than me so I had to get on my tippy toes to kiss him when he was at his full height. He went down and started sucking me again, I was moaning slightly in pleasure. Then the bathroom door opened loudly, and we heard someone using the urinal. He put a finger to his lips to motion that we should stay quiet until the stranger had left. Then he gave my head a slight push as a subtle hint to go down on him, so I did, sucking gently and playing with his cock with my tongue. He gripped my head with pleasure. Then I forced him to turn around and I began to eat his ass. He had a hairless, round ass, which I loved. We fooled around for a while longer, never actually fucking, but then he looked at his watch and said he had to go. Disappointed, I pulled on my clothes and we disembarked. He gave me a brief kiss and that cheeky grin again and he was gone. One thing's for sure, I was definitely going back to that toilet...
Sorry I didn't write a longer one but there's only so much you can say when you were doing the same thing over and over. Comments to wallymodo@gmail.com
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