Date: Thu, 18 Oct 2012 18:08:41 -0400 (EDT) From: Wolf Pomo Subject: Publick Washroom Boy, (gay/adult youth, oral, anal, b/MMM) DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their sexuality. It contains graphic scenes of sex between consenting underage boy and adult males... If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but if you wish to re- post them at your own site, please contact the author for permission. If it is illegal to read such material where you live or if you find the topic distasteful the please leave now. If you enjoy the story or if it evokes memories of your own, please let me know. I am happy to write stories from outlines. Copyright 2012 Wolf, All rights reserved. You may contact me at whitewold999@icqmail.com if you like. All flames will be ignored. Public Washroom Boy By Wolf Everything changed shortly after my thirteenth birthday. I had developed a strong interest in sex, especially wanking. I was playing with my cock every chance I got. I came from a large family so there was almost no privacy at home. We lived in Hamelin, northern Germany in 1994. Having a lot of brothers and sisters living in a one bathroom home doesn't allow you to seek privacy for more than a couple of minutes. There were four boys sharing one bedroom. There were two bunk beds in our room, so wanking makes a lot of noise and shook the bunk. It was impossible to play with myself without disturbing my younger brother. My parents named me Marc and I was a skinny teenager at the time. I had short blond hair and very little body hair back then. What little pubic hair I had was not much darker than the hair on my head. I often frequented the public toilets in town, just to get a look at the grown men while they used the urinals. I was fascinated by the sight of their cocks. Many German men were not circumcised, so they have a variety of foreskins. Some are so tight that the skin reduces the size of their knobs. Their cocks taper from the base to a much smaller knob that is partly exposed. Other men have a lot of extra skin dangling from the end of their knob, which requires them to skin it back to pee. There are also some men that were circumcised at birth now. Their cocks have large mushroom heads with a thick roll around the knob. Sometimes the men got mad at me when they caught me staring at their cocks, some got nervous, and even put their cocks back into their pants while still dribbling pee, but some would turn towards me and show me their cocks proudly. When they offered to let me play with it, I was too embarrassed to do anything the first few time. Eventually I did play with their cocks, and even started sucking them. Eventually I entered one toilet stalls, and discovered the glory-hole right next to the toilet seat. I would sit there watching the activity in the neighboring stall while pulling on my cock. I would sometimes wank off two or three times before leaving the bathroom. Every Wednesday I participated in sports. My mates and I played football, (Soccer in the US). It was my practice to cross the field after practice to use the public toilet. The place always had a damp concrete floor, covered with toilet paper, and stunk of disinfectant and urine. I would slip into a toilet stall and wank off like mad for a half hour or so. At first I didn't understand why someone had drilled a hole in the partition right next to the toilet, but I quickly learned why it was there. One afternoon a man entered the stall right after I went into my favorite stall. Right after I dropped my pants and sat down on the toilet, the man stuck his cock through the hole. I knew right away what he wanted. I took hold of it and skinned back the foreskin, to admire the wet knob. I stroked him a little, before he pleaded in a hoarse voice, "Suck it boy!" I opened my mouth and licked the knob before I took it into my mouth. I sucked him quietly until he actually squirted cum into my mouth. I sat there savoring the taste of his cum, while he pulled up his pants, and made his exit. Another time a man entered the next stall and another man followed him into the stall. The second man kissed the first man neck while he unfastened the first man's pants. He pulled down the man's pants and shorts, as the first man bent over to support himself on the pipes connected to the flushing mechanism. The second man opened his own pants and stepped up to drive his cock into the first man's asshole. He hung onto the first man's hips while he fucked the man. When he was finished he wiped his cock off on the first man's bum, before pulling up his own shorts and pants. He opened the stall door and made his exit. When the first man was left alone he must have known I was watching, because he stuck his cock through the hole. I sucked him off quickly. I was spending so much time in the place that men started noticing me. The janitor fought a losing battle trying to keep the place clean. He must have been in his late forties. He always smelled of industrial cleaners. I suspected that he was Turkish because of his jet-black hair, three day growth of stubble on his face, dark and skin, and stocky build. He was always pushing around a yellow plastic bucket on wheels with his mop. He couldn't help noticing how much time I was spending there. There was also another man that spent a lot of time in the place. I learned that his name was Steffen, and he was also in his late forties. He was a tall man, all of two meters tall, muscular, but starting to develop a beer-belly. When I got to know him I found out just how hairy he was. The only places her didn't have hair on him, was his feet, palms of his hands, and his butt cheeps. One evening they pulled me out of the stall, when there was no one else was in the place. They stripped all of my clothes off of me, and had rough sex with me. They made me suck both of their cocks. The janitor's cock was so dark it was almost black with a very dark purple knob, when he pulled back the foreskin. He had a strong body odor that would have been repulsive any other time, but being forced to deep-throat his cock was exciting. The other man held me from behind, while he drove his long fat cock into my virgin bum. As soon as the janitor came in my mouth the other man finished fucking my bum. Then they changed places. I was forced to take the man's cock into my mouth. I swear I could taste his cum and my own shit on my cock. The janitor quickly wanked off long enough to get another hard-on before he shoved it deep into my bum. They even forced me down on the dirty floor on all fours so that they could fuck me again. They even pissed all over my naked body afterwards. The whole time they were using me my arse hole felt like they were sticking red hot pokers up my bum. When they were finished there was still a throbbing pain. Any attempt to pucker my arse hole shut sent a blinding pain through my body. They eventually left me there alone to get dressed. I felt their man-cum dripping from my arse-hole. I was forced to take a handful of toilet paper and stuffed into my bum while I sat on the toilet. I actually had cum while they fucked me, but I had to wank-off one more time before pulling up my underwear and pants. I slowly walked home with my legs spread. I was walking like the French Foreign Legion marches. It took me a couple of days for my arse-hole to return to normal. As soon as I recovered I had to return to the public toilet for more sex. I actually sought out Steffen. He took me home with him. He lived close by, so he walked me home with his hand resting on my shoulder like a father might walk with his son. As soon as we were in his home he took me in his arms and kissed me hard on the mouth. His beard felt like sandpaper against my cheek. He pulled of my clothes as we made our way to his bedroom. He virtually lifted me up and tossed me on top of his bed. I lay there holding my breath while he took off his clothes. That was when I first became aware how hairy his body was. He got on top of the bed and sat on my face. I discovered just how hairy his arse-hole was. He demanded that I stick my tongue into his asshole. He virtually smothered me, until I thought I was going to pass out, before he moved enough for me to catch my breath. He used his callous hands to pull on my cock. He would pull the foreskin back hard, causing me a painful moment. He made me suck on his hair covered man breasts, before he prepared me for another arse-fucking. It hurt just as much as the first time, but I loved it. I hated to go home. I had never enjoyed having to hide to wank. Now I was allowed to parade around his home naked all I wanted. Steffen allowed the janitor and several other men to use me. They all like rough sex. While someone would fuck my arse, others would be fucking my mouth, or milking my penis. It was common for them to attach wooden clothespins to my nipples. They hung weights to my balls to stretch them. By the time they finished my balls hung down almost half way down my thighs. They stretched my arse-hole with a variety of butt plugs. My parents began to think I was hanging out with street roughens or into drugs. In reality the only drug I used was poppers while I was getting fucked. I would break the capsule just before I was about to cum and inhale the gas. The rush was enough for me to cum without even touching my cock. As soon as I completed middle school at fifteen I was apprenticed to a haberdasher. He was also a boy lover. I spent any a night in his bed getting fucked hard. As rough as he was to me while using me, he was very sweet afterwards. Manny a night, after he fucked me he would hug me lovingly while kissing my neck, and his cock was still in my arse. As I matured and grew into manhood he lost interest in me sexually, because he favored boys. I had to make my own living after that, but I still sought out older men that desired me. I also developed a desire for younger boys to introduce to the pleasures of sex. If you enjoyed the story and have a story you want me to write about your introduction to the world of male sexuality, please send your outline to whitewold999@icqmail.com