Disclaimer: The following account is true. It is a modified excerpt from my Journal entries and not a fictional story, so some parts may be a little confusing. Don't delve into it too much and just focus on the juicy part. And just to make sure the story makes sense, I am a 26 year old virgin. You'll understand what I mean. All rights reserved. If you want to distribute this story, just send me an e-mail and ask. If you are not supposed to be reading this, then don't. Otherwise, have a nice time. Any comments can be directed to me. Thank you.
Let's start the story with the start of the day. I woke up to find an e-mail on a buddy site. As expected, it wasn't a good message. I sent Love points to many, and most of them replied, even though they don't mean it. This is one such guy. He came back telling me to go fuck a dog cause that's what suites me. Normally, I would reply with an equally insulting remark. This time, however, I decided to just let it go and be the bigger man. But that doesn't mean it doesn't bother me. It bothered me so much that I decided not to subscribe to the site. It does nothing for me anyway. They don't use the features properly, and most of the time it just caused me more grieves than joy. So I just jerked off and went to work with a heavy heart.
At work, although there were things to do, I still felt bored so I went on MSN and see if anyone was there to chat with. I had an argument with my only 'friend' a week ago so my selection of contacts were limited. However, there is one online who was free to chat, and as much a stranger to me as any. Calvin was there. Actually, we had met last time in a Gay chat site and we agreed to chat more, but it never happened cause I abandoned that site a long time ago. The first thing that he noticed was my display pic. My new, almost new Shiranui Akatsuki Gundam caught his full attention. We hit it off right away. I won't bored you with the details of his description on how he modified his Gundams. Suffice to say that the pics (of my Gundams) I sent him drove him mad. The conversation took a lunch/shopping break (Isetan was having a sale) and then continued after lunch. I was hoping that we could meet later that day because it was Friday night and I was not very keen on the idea of going home early and fix Gundams. So after a lot of persuasion and seduction (with my Gundams), he decided to come down to my area. It was far for him and I really didn't want to force him, but he was also seduced by the idea of us jerking off together in a toilet. He threw around the idea to tease me, but I took it seriously and he was game. It's too bad I don't keep History in me work computer anymore, otherwise I would have a record of the conversation, with all the emoticons. Lucky no one saw them.
Anyway, we ended up deciding to meet at about six. Unfortunately for me, I double-booked myself with another friend for dinner at 7.30 pm. I took a lot of considerations and ended up cancelling on the dinner. Hey, it's not everyday I have a date, with a Gundam modeller at that. He was very keen on showing me his modified version of the Red Frame. So I close shop at work at about 5.15 pm and went to the nearest hotel to check out the toilet where I proposed to have the jerk off session. I also wanted to take a crap in case anything else happens, but that didn't happen. As it turns out, there was a function at the first floor and the toilet was flooded with people. I spent the next half hour scouring the entire area to look for an alternative toilet. My best bet was the Convention Center, but to get in there is next to impossible because of all the guards. I also checked out another new hotel and that was also a no go. The toilet is quite nice, with bright lights and fancy design of the wash basin, but the doors have too much space at the bottom and two person in there would be very obvious.
So I went back to the office to wait for him, then ended up at a newsstand looking at magazines when he finally called. Well, he missed called, so I called him back. I was easy to spot. I was wearing a bright orange shirt. You can see me two miles away. The first impression was 'he's taller than me!' but as the night goes by, I noticed that I was taller. See, that's why people tell me not to slouch. We didn't really know where to go but he insisted to sit outside, so I figured that he smokes. No non-smoker in their right mind will sit outside with this weather. So we ended up at Dome cause he has a Dome card. We ordered something to drink cause he wasn't keen on having dinner (and I was starving). I ordered an Afogato, a shot of expresso topped with a scoop of vanilla ice-cream. That turned out to be my dinner for the night cause we sat there for 2 hours.
He showed me his Gundam - I'll spare you the details of his modifications, showed me pics of his car modifications, and a video of him shuffle dancing. When he took off his shades, I was thinking to myself "Not really my type, maybe I should skip the sex part". Then I told myself. Give him a chance. Maybe he'll grow on you. After all, attraction can sometimes be an acquired taste. Just like Salmon. We talked... well, he talked a lot that night, about everything. He was glad to be able to finally find someone who can talk to him about these modelling stuff, and a gay guy at that. Turns out we both know the guy who runs the Gundam shop that we both frequent. He smoked a lot and was surprised when I asked him for a stick. I left mine in the office. I also went to the toilet twice and he bought a pack of Malboro. I don't think the two of us looked suspicious, because the Gundam was standing in the middle of the table. People looked at us funny, yes, but I know it's for another reason.
We finally decided to leave when the table behind us started smoking cigars. The smoke was disgusting. I paid for it with my card. We went Gundam window-shopping. I was hoping Isetan would throw out some cheap Gundams but alas, they didn't. He also mentioned that he noticed I am a collector of more than Gundams. Oh yes, I am. I told him later that he should see my porn collection. I, on the other hand, noticed that when he walks, he kinda do the Pink Panther move once in a while. And when he talks, he likes to contort his face, like his body goes through a spasm once in a while. Even so, I am not bothered by it in the least. So we walked around till it was 9.30 pm. There was nothing else to do. We would either go back, or, as he said, there was something else that we were expecting to do. I leave it entirely up to him, and he decided that we should give it a try, after considering if it safe to do so. However, he wanted to leave his Gundam baby somewhere so I took it up to my office as he had a smoke.
After that, we made our way to the hotel. On the way, he correctly guessed that I was wearing a jockstrap. Normally on a work day, I wouldn't wear something so sexy, but for some reason, I decided to wear a jockstrap that day. We arrived at the hotel and as expected, the function was over. We went into the empty toilet to find that it's not empty. The big toilet that I wanted to use was occupied. We decided to wait for a while, cause the other toilets are too small. He was afraid that we would look suspicious so I feign waaiting for someone. We also had another smoke, and after half an hour and a housekeeping of the toilet later, the toilet was still occupied! So he decided we should just go for the smaller ones. I was about to call it off since we have been there long enough to be suspicious. He said it was safe since the door reaches the floor. I checked if there are any surveilance camera, and noticing there are none that I can see, we picked the toilet next to the big one and I followed him in.
The toilet was small alrite. We could barely fit in there. For a minute there, we didn't know what to do. We had to keep it quiet, and frankly, I didn't have any idea on what to do. We both threw the first move at each other, so in the end I just gave in and started it off. I took off my pants first, let him have a look at my jockstrap. Almost immediately his hand was on my crotch, massaging it. I began to touch him a little, and grope him as well. Then I took off my shirt. He began to take off his pants as well, and we swicthed position so he could hang his pants on the door. He was wearing a B.U.M brief, and I went ahead and massage his package. He was growing hard, and despite the fact that I already jerked off in the morning, I was growing hard as well. Then I began to unbutton his shirt, and then we took it off. By that time, both of us were already hard. I opened his brief to reposition his cock, and saw that he was already leaking a copious amount of pre-cum. I played with his nipple, he carressed my body, I massaged his balls, he licked my neck (but I didn't really feel anything on that), as we continued to grope each other. I again opened his underwear and smear the precum all over his cock head. It was smooth, unlike mine, and my teasing of his cock head made him gasped, and his body shook. I don't know whether he was excited, but throughout the entire thing, his body shook a lot, maybe it's because of what I mentioned earlier.
Finally I had enough of foreplay so I pulled down his underwear to reveal a thick cock lightly covered in hair. His cock head was big, it's cut, and his cock was thick, but slightly shorter than mine. His precum was creating strings from his body as I began to jack him. He followed suit and lowered my jockstrap to get at my cock, which put together, made it look quite small. We continued jacking each other and touching each other's body. Come to think of it, during the entire thing, I did not once look him in the eyes. I was concentrated on other things. Maybe he would think that I am a selfish person, but I fear that if I look into his eyes, I would feel something else. I was so into jerking his cock that I totally forgot to pace myself. When I realized it and stopped him from jacking me, it was already too late. Cum began to oozed out and he quickly jerked my cock. I used one hand to catch all the cum (which was quite a lot for a second time - and I didn't want to dirty the floor) as I cummed and cummed. I think I lasted a minute.
With a handful of cum, I used some toilet paper to clean it off, and then resumed jerking his cock. He also continued to jerk mine. We were so close together our cocks were touching each other's body and strings of precum were forming between us. I had earlier wanted to put both our cocks together and jerk like in the porn that I see, but I didn't pace myself. Too bad. We moved sideways so I am jerking him and he is playing with my nipples. I felt a surge of electricity go up my spine. I was trying to deal with the feeling as I continued to jerk his cock, and he licked my neck again, this time trying to sink his upper teeth into my shoulder. I think he was trying to give me a hickey, but he didn't bite. More interestingly, I didn't feel anything from it. Maybe that's not my hotspot. I was also trying very hard to deal with the feeling he was giving me by playing with my nipples. It was like very weakening, at the same time very ticklish. I didn't know whether I wanted to laugh or moan, but I was about to make a very loud sound so I quickly asked him to stop, giving him the excuse that I was ticklish. He asked me something, but we were so quiet I didn't really hear it, and just nodded. Then he asked "Why don't you kiss me." I said "Not now". So he asked the question again and this time I heard it. "Do you like kissing?". I had to be honest, and I told him that I have never been kissed before. I was already flooded with so much emotion then if I kissed him, I don't know if I would explode or something.
Finally, he told me that he was about to cum. I took my hand off him, he turned towards the toilet, and jerked himself off. I was having a hard time trying to see it over his shoulder. I saw him shoot a lot, and most of it got on the toilet cover, which he didn't even bother to clean. Once he had cummed, we both cleaned up and got dressed. He got out first, then when I thought the coast was clear, I went out behind him, just a few seconds later. I wonder why once people have cummed, they always get dressed and leave immediately. Anyway, there was one person in the toilet at the wash basins, and I went out pretending to feel comfortable after a shit. I think it was quite obvious since I got out too fast, but the guy didn't say anything. We pretended nothing happened, and washed our hands. He went out first and then I followed. We took the elevator and got out of the hotel as fast as possible.
What happened that day was not routine for me. Even so, I have had mutual masturbation sessions with two guys before, so why was this so different? I suppose it was because the first one was reluctant, and the second one was a straight virgin guy, so most of the time I was the one leading the act. This time, he was more experienced and did things that I could only imagined. The whole thing was surreal. I really don't know how to handle these emotions, so after this story, I am just going to not delve into it anymore. Recounting a real-life experience like this is even more difficult than writing a fantasy story. I don't know why. I am thinking that maybe physical attraction isn't that important, compared with the emotions involves in it. The previous two had no emotions, first time, and the second, I was under a Master and was only too glad I could cum. This guy, however, we get to know each other with our hobby, and then we do something that is more intimate. Even when we touch each other, the feeling was different, for me at least. I don't know. I don't want to analyse it. Suffice to say that in the end, it was my Gundams that brought him and I together. Well, it's about time these expensive models do something for me. And it is also ironic that something bad happened in the morning, and something good ended my day. Seems like someone up there heard my lamenting. Either that, or He's bored with all my whining.