Date: Wed, 11 Jun 2003 18:29:10 +0100 (BST) From: b b Subject: Holiday toilet - part 1 Holiday toilet part 1 of A story from Bev 15 seemed to me a little too old to go on holiday with your parents, but that is what I was doing again. I had an older sister but she was 18 and no longer came away with us. We were staying on the island of Jersey, a pleasant holiday destination. I would wander around after dinner usually watching the girls but gererally too shy to approach any. We had been there 3 days and I decided to wander a little further this evening. A road followed the coast with small hotels dotted here and there. Occasionally a smaller road would fork off into one of the many small bays that dotted the coastline. I followed one of there roads and found a private little cove, the tide was out and the sun still had about another hour before it disappeared below the horizon. There was a small beach area that contained a small beach hut where during the day ice cream etc., was sold. There was also a public toilet. I strolled into the mens room and was greeted by the usual odour that one comes to expect from these places. I stood at a urinal and did my business. For some reason I looked into one of the cubicles, it was an old toilet with brass fittings and tiled white walls. The walls to the cubicles were covered in graffiti, swearing, anatomical pictures of women, legs akimbo, and lots of meeting times and telephone numbers. I was feeling horny, I read a message which said "65 yr old guy wants to suck young cock ^Ö here every Wednesday night 9.00pm" It was Wednesday night, it was 8.30, my heart started to beat and my cock grew. I just sat there with the door locked and waited, I felt like jacking off but waited, my cock was poking out from under my shorts. 10 minutes went by and I heard a car, it pulled up outside and I heard footsteps coming into the toilet, I waited, he went to a urinal and I heard him unzip and heard the splash of his urine on the porcelain. I wanted to watch. The footsteps then moved closer to the cubicles. He entered the cubicle next to mine. I breathed very shallow, not wanting him to hear me, I heard the shuffle of clothes as he dropped his trousers and sat on the toilet seat. I heard the splash ^Ö this guy was having a dump, and I was still very hard. After dumping he flushed the toilet but remained in there. Without really thinking I let out a slight cough, there was a moments complete silence, "hello?" he asked, "hello" I said, " are you here for cock?" he enquired, "er, yes, I think so" I replied, "come here then lad" he ordered, I opened my door and I heard his door unlock, I pushed on his door, "come in then" he said I pushed in and there he was, this old guy, wearing shorts, he must have been more like 70, and had a large belly hanging over his limp looking dick that was tucked into the toilet. "Come closer lad" he said, I could smell beer mixed with the natural smells that remained from his dumping. He reached out for my crutch, I was still hard, ooh you're nice and ready for me aren't you lad he said in a deep voice. He undid my buckle and pulled down my zipper, his hand rooted into my shorts and he gently pulled out my cock, he looked at it and pulled back my foreskin, it glistened as I had had this hard on for about half an hour and pre-cum was apparent, his big rough thumb wiped the end and he reached forward and pulled me to him at the same time. He was so skillful, his mouth felt like velvet, he ad obviously done this a lot. I felt myself cumming and he slowed down. His other had was holding my butt and a finger was probing deep into me, I don't think I had ever been this hard before. He stopped for a bit of a breather and wiped his mouth with a piece of toilet paper. "Did you want me to do anything?" I asked, hmm, sounds good, OK lad, he leaned back on the toilet, I reached in and pulled out his cock, it was semi hard and uncut with grey and black pubic hairs. I dropped to my knees, I could smell him, I squeezed his cock and felt his balls, they were large and saggy, he started to grow and grow, I drew his foreskin back, there was white traces of old sperm there, "have to clean me up a bit there lad, eh?" I smiled, his cock was long and thick, bigger than mine, I licked the head off for him, it tasted sweet and hot, gently I jerked him off as I sucked him, he moaned as I squeezed his dick and made the head shine, he started to pump forward and I could tell he was about to cum, I kept sucking, then I felt it, hot and sticky squirting down my throat, I swallowed and took his cock from my mouth, another squirt hit me in the face. He stood up and said he was a little late, but could we meet again tomorrow, "sure I said" however he did jack me off as I stood there, his hands were expert in the art of masturbation. "9 tomorrow ok?" he said walking out of the cubicle "oh and I may have a little surprise for you" he said smiling.