Date: Sun, 25 Dec 2022 16:15:30 -0800 From: Madrigal Avery Subject: Rian's Adventures - chapter 1 Summary: A young high school boy (Rian) hides in a public toilet, and discovers a glory hole through which he engages in fellatio. He then goes into another stall and has sex with an older high school-aged boy and an adult man. All of these are his first experiences. Story: I run into the bathroom, slamming the swinging door open and skidding across the tile floor. I glance over my shoulder, but the door swings shut behind me and cuts off the narrow slice of daylight, leaving me alone in the musty dimness inside. There are three stalls and the door to the center one is open, so I quickly duck inside and lock the door. The walls go all the way to the ground-- unusual for public restrooms I've seen before, but perfect for a hiding spot. In the dim, flickering light of the stall I huddle on the toilet and catch my breath, listening intently over the pounding of my heartbeat. Carey and some of the other boys from school were taunting me as usual on my walk home, and I had finally snapped and punched one of them in the cheek. I think it hurt me more than him, but it was like throwing a rock at a hornets' nest. I bolted before I even really registered the pain in my hand and ran into the park with the whole gang hot on my heels. I'm not sure if they saw me duck into the bathroom, but after a few tense minutes I start to relax. By some miracle, I've actually escaped. My pulse finally stops pounding in my ears, but it takes me a moment to realize that I can still hear a rhythmic thumping noise. It seems to be coming from the stall to my left. I reach out cautiously and touch the wall, and sure enough I can feel it vibrating as something hits it from the other side. Have Carey and his gang found me after all? Is this some kind of effort to drive me out of the stall? Terrified, I inch over to the door and put my ear against it. I don't hear anything in the bathroom, but there are some faint noises coming from somewhere. As I sit crouched by the door my eye falls on a hole in the stall divider next to me. It's pretty big-- I could probably fit my fist through without much trouble-- and it's at about waist height a few feet from the door. The thumping has stopped, but I can still hear faint sounds coming from the stall on the other side. I edge closer to the hole and kneel on the tiles so I can cautiously peek through. The first thing I see is a cock. I don't realize at first what it is, because it's dim in the bathroom and I can only see pieces of the scene in the other stall, but it hits me with a jolt. There's a leg-- large, sturdy, and quite hairy, so probably an adult man. And that... is a huge, erect penis. He's holding it with one hand, so I can see how fat it is even compared to his large adult fingers wrapped around the shaft. I change my angle slightly and-- yes, there are his balls, swinging low and heavy at the base. They're huge, too. I feel an involuntary tingle of arousal run through my own dick and my face flushes hot. I'm a gay teenage boy, so I've done my fair share of illicit porn-watching in my room at night. I've seen big dicks on the internet before, but this is the first time I've ever seen anything like this in real life. It's fascinating. I'm glued to the hole as I watch the man move his cock back and forth and stroke it with his hand. One of my own hands moves to the front of my pants almost of its own accord, and I start to rub myself through my school uniform. I quickly realize that the man in the other stall isn't alone-- he's talking to someone I can't see. They must be right up against the wall to be out of my view. It hits me suddenly what the thumping noise I heard before must have been, and another wave of arousal washes over me. They were fucking in there. Right next to me! I'm not sure if it's the danger of fucking in a public restroom, or the eroticism of having been so close to two men having sex with no idea it was even happening, but this is really turning me on. I assume they're two men, at least-- I haven't heard a female voice, and we are in the men's bathroom. I hope they're gay. I've never met another gay person, at least not anyone who was out to me. I'm fifteen, and go to a private religious high school where being outwardly gay is basically a death sentence. If I think Carey and his thugs have it out for me now, I can't even imagine what would happen if they knew. The adults in my life are mostly of a similar opinion, and I'd probably get sent to some horrible camp to "fix me" if they found out while I'm still at home. It's a very isolating way to live, really. But it only makes this encounter all the more incredible for me, even if I'm hiding unseen on the other side of a wall. The man has moved closer to the divider, so it's harder for me to see what he's doing, but suddenly the pounding starts again and I can hear moans and grunts from the other stall. They've started fucking again. I rub my growing erection more quickly and have to stifle a moan myself. Fuck, it's so hot. What would that be like, to be taken by that man in such a public place... to be pushed up against that wall, naked, my ass spread open and that huge, thick cock pounding into me... I'm overtaken with a wave of desire and need to be fucked like that, rough and dirty and passionate. I've never had sex, but I've fantasized a thousand times and even experimented by fucking myself with objects (my fingers, a small lotion bottle, once even a carrot). I know I would want to be a bottom, and I think I'd be a pretty good one with some practice. I love cocks. My favorite part of porn is watching the top get his cock sucked or when they zoom in so you can see it fucking in and out of his partner's ass. Balls slapping against skin, hands stroking and squeezing... I'm beyond excited to be seeing one in real life (besides my own, which doesn't really count). I also think I'd be pretty cute to a gay guy. I'm on the small side for fifteen: I'm about 5'6" and I have a slender, willowy sort of build. I have a mop of half-curly blond hair that I like to keep just long enough to cover some of my face and annoy the uptight teachers at my school. My eyes are bright blue and I have faint, scattered freckles across my nose. They're fading as I get older, but you can still see them up close. I've never dated a girl because it feels ingenuine-- I know I'm gay, and I can't like them back they way they deserve so I just end up feeling bad about it. But I have had multiple people admit crushes on me, so I know I'm attractive, at least to high school girls. I'm on the track team because my dad insisted I do a sport of some kind, and although I'm generally what you would call a "shrimp" and I've always been bad at athletics, it's helped me fill out a bit in the last year or so. I think my ass is particularly nice after pre-season training. All that to say, I don't look that different from a lot of the cute bottoms I see in porn vids or those twink actors who always have people thirsting after them online. I think I could be a great bottom if I could find someone to show me the ropes. I don't know anything about sucking or taking dick, but God do I want to learn. It takes all the social anxiety in me to keep myself from shouting through the hole-- "hey, do me next... your cock looks so good... teach me how to handle it... please..." Fuck, I'm such a horny teenager. These are grown men, having fun, and yeah this hole probably isn't here on accident but that doesn't mean they want to involve some random boy in their private sex lives. I should leave, really. Carey and the gang are gone, so I should leave before they're finished so they don't realize I'm here. I tear myself away from the sight of the man's meaty legs thrusting back and forth, his heavy balls hitting his thighs with each movement, and sit back on my heels. I'm rock hard, so I can't leave quite yet. I'll just take care of myself really quick, and then get the hell out of here and hope it's not all a dream. I unzip my pants and slide my hand into my underwear to grab my own cock. I'm decently sized for a teenager, about four inches when I'm this hard. I stroke myself rapidly, eyes half closed and fixed on the hole, even though I can no longer see anything through it. The pounding next door is reaching a climax, although I can barley hear their moans anymore. The walls of the bathroom stalls really keep noise contained. I'm getting close to coming when I realize the thumping has stopped. I think they must be done, but a moment later, something appears in the hole. It's the man's cock. It's half-erect, but still impressively big. Only a few inches are actually on my side of the wall, and I can see his hand holding it on the other side. My heart pounds and I freeze, unsure of what to do. He's clearly offering it to me, probably so I can suck it, but... he's a complete stranger! Should I really suck his cock? Besides, I've never done this before. What if I'm bad? I must have hesitated too long, because he withdraws his dick and I feel my heart plummet. This was my chance! Wasn't I just dreaming of an older man to show me what to do? When would I get another chance to suck a cock, much less one as incredible as his? I was just drooling over it on the floor and now I'm scared? Get it together, Rian! Panicked, I kneel on the floor again and look through the hole. I can't see anything, so I gather all my courage and say: "Hello? Are you still there?" The man appears again, his cock in full view. He strokes it a couple times, clearly for my benefit. "Want a taste after all?" he says. I nod frantically but then realize he probably can't see me. "Yes. Um. Yes, I do." My voice shakes and he must notice, because he laughs. "Never done this before, have you?" he asks. "Uh. No, sir." "Well, it's not that hard. I'll just feed you a little to get you started." He steps forward and slides the first few inches of his cock through the hole again. It's right there, next to my face. I can't believe it. "Take it with your hand," he directs. I reach out, shivering, and grab his cock. It's thick and meaty, so solid in my hand. The skin is soft and slick, and I can feel his pulse thumping hard. I stroke it, sliding my fingers over his uncut foreskin and back down the shaft, exploring every inch. I'm still not sure this isn't a dream. "Good," the mans says, half-moaning. Fuck. I made him moan. This is real. I'm touching his cock and it feels good, he wants me to do it, he wants me to do more. I lean in and touch my lips to the head, just barely grazing it, then open my mouth like I've seen a hundred times in porn and slick my tongue across his cock head. It doesn't taste bad, or as strong as I would have thought. I angle my head and lick down his shaft, my tongue slipping around my fingers where I'm still holding it. The man groans again and thrusts another inch into my stall. "Nice, boy. That's good. Use your tongue... good boy." I use my lips and tongue to explore his shaft, his head, the soft sliding foreskin. It's incredible. I bring my other hand up to steady his cock as I focus all my attention on sucking him. I can feel him growing harder, his blood pounding under my fingers. "I want you to get it all in your mouth, now. Open wide, careful of the teeth... just as much as you can, don't push it." I obey and open my mouth as wide as I can to take his cock inside. Making sure my teeth don't scrape the sensitive skin, I slowly move my head forward, letting his meat fill my mouth. I've practiced on my own, alone and desperate in my room, watching some guy suck someone off on my laptop and carefully imitating with an object or my fingers. I don't have much of a gag reflex, so it's not terrible. This is a whole different experience, though. His cock is so thick I can barely fit it in at all, especially without getting my teeth involved. Slowly, though, I work my way down until it touches the back of my throat. I swallow hard, and he groans. I guess that feels good. I try again, consciously sucking and licking his cock head. My first blowjob lasts several minutes. Even though I spend the entire time kneeling on a hard tile floor, stretching my jaw uncomfortably wide and forcing my throat to relax as I swallow the huge cock in front of me, I don't remember any of that. I am in a haze of bliss. I'm still rock hard myself, and I've never been so overcome with arousal. This is different from anything I've done before, anything I could have even imagined. Every one of my senses is turned to the max and I savor every second of it. After a while, the man warns me he's getting close to coming and pulls back out of my mouth. I kneel, panting, on the floor, catching my breath. I want him to come, I want to make him come, on my face, in my mouth, down my throat... I want to taste him and swallow him and know that his cum is inside me, filling me up. I want to lick it off my face and hands. God, I just want to be his slut... his little sex toy... I want him to use me, claim me, own me, dominate me with his cock, fill me with his cum... what I really want, I realize, is for him to fuck me. He's still hard, right? He didn't come quite yet. Maybe if I knock on the stall door and join their little party for real, he can take me up against the wall like he just did for that other guy and fuck me until he comes inside me... God, yes. Suddenly it's all I want in the world. As if God is really listening, I hear the man's voice say through the hole, "That was great for your first time. Want to come over here and help me finish off?" "Yes!" I reply, then worry I sounded too eager. "I mean, yeah. Sounds great." I hastily stand up and crack open the stall door-- no one in the bathroom. I slip out of the stall and knock lightly on the one next door. Fuck, this is it. No wall between us anymore, no hiding. I'm going to see a man face-to-face, a man whose incredible cock I just sucked, and... well. I'm not exactly sure what will happen next, but I can't wait. The door opens and I duck inside. The man leans past me and slides the lock into place, then grabs my waist and pulls me around to face him. He's much taller than me, at least six feet, and he's big. Strong, muscled, but not in the creepy body-builder way. I guess he's what gay guys call a bear. Big, hot, and hairy. I would put his age at around 40, give or take a few years, so not old but certainly older than me. Good, because older men turn me the fuck on. Everything about him turns me on. He's wearing a button-down shirt that's completely open, and his jeans are around his ankles so I can see absolutely everything. His cock is still hard and it's amazing. I can feel my mouth watering again just looking at it. I glance back up at his face and realize that while I've been checking him out, he's been checking me out too. HIs eyes rake across my body, pausing at my cock which is still fully erect and only half-covered by my underwear. He raises an eyebrow at me and I catch his drift. Somewhat self-consciously, I slide my underwear down and pull my dick free. He covers my hand with his and uses it to stroke me, and I have to lean back against the wall to keep my balance because it feels so fucking good. He stops after a few strokes and motions with his head to the side. "This is James," he says. I turn to see a young man a few years older than me sitting on the toilet. His pants are mostly on but his half-hard dick is out and in his hand. He grins and nods at me. "Hi,' he says. His eyes flick up and down and he nods again, approvingly. "You're cute. What's your name?" "Rian," I tell him. James is cute, too, in an entirely different way from the older man. I guess he's who the man was fucking earlier. "And I'm Gregor," the older man says. I'm not sure if this is a first or last name, but he doesn't offer another. "So, now that we're all acquainted..." he winks at me. "Want to try something else new?" "Yeah! Definitely," I answer. He smiles. "Great. First, I want to see a little more of what we're working with here. James, can you help Rian?" "Sure thing," says James, getting to his feet. He comes over to me and brushes some hair out of my face. I blush despite myself. "Yeah, you're really cute," he says softly. Then he leans in and kisses me. It's brief, but I can tell he'd like it to be longer. "All right, Jamie, you can do that on your own time," says Gregor from behind him. James winks at me and pulls back slightly. "Sorry. Couldn't help myself," he says, then grabs my waistband and pulls my pants down. He and Gregor both admire my half-naked body and Gregor tells me to turn around. When I do, I hear a low whistle. "Now that's a nice ass," says Gregor from behind me. I feel him grab it with both hands and squeeze a few times. He massages my ass, then moves down to my thighs, which he forces apart slightly. I widen my legs and brace myself against the wall, heart pounding. Gregor's fingers move deeper, exploring between my legs. He lightly fondles my balls and rubs the base of my cock, then slides his hand back up the crack of my ass and pushes my cheeks apart. His fingers rub my hole, then one slips inside me. I gasp and breathe out shakily, my heart racing. His finger disappears, and I hear him ask James for lube, then a newly slick finger presses against my hole again and slips inside. Suddenly he's at least two knuckles deep in me, then he pulls out and slides two fingers in. He slowly fucks me with his fingers and massages the walls of my ass, pressing his knuckles into sensitive skin. My body is lit on fire as he finds my prostate and rubs hard against it. I moan and gasp uncontrollably and almost lose my footing. Just before I fall, arms wrap around me and James is there, holding me tight. I feel his breath on the side of my face and he starts to kiss my neck. His hands snake up under my shirt. Gregor grips one of my thighs in his hand and massages it slowly as his other hand fucks me more and more intensely. He now has three fingers inside me and is expertly stimulating my prostate and rubbing the sensitive ring of my ass. I moan again with the ecstasy of two men holding and enjoying my body at once. It's overwhelming after years of being a lonely, horny teenager with nothing but my own clumsy attempts at masturbation to satisfy me, to suddenly be dropped into the embrace of two guys who want nothing more than to give me pleasure and use my body for their own pleasure. No one is touching my dick, but I can feel myself reaching the edge of an orgasm. Just when it's almost too much, Gregor pulls his hand out of me and says something to James that I don't catch. James turns me around and grins at me. "He wants me to fuck you," he whispers into my ear. A shiver runs down my spine and my cock throbs. Yes, please, i want this so badly... I realize that I can say those things out loud now. I meet James' eyes. "Please," I tell him. "I really want you." "Oh yeah?" He tilts his head teasingly. "How bad do you want me?" "So fucking bad..." I step forward and drape my arms around his shoulders, pressing myself against him. I grind my hips sharply into his and he groans with pleasure. "I've never been fucked before," I tell him softly. "Please, take me... show me what it feels like... show me how good it can be...." James pushes me roughly against the wall and grinds his hard cock against my hip. "Fuck, you're such a sexy little thing," he moans into my ear. His hands grip my waist and he turns me around, then grinds his cock into the crack of my ass. "Can I get some lube?" he asks Gregor over his shoulder. A moment later, I feel his slick cock head pressing against my hole. I force myself to relax and open myself to him. He enters me slowly, first the pressure of his head growing more and more intense until it slides inside me, then he pauses to allow me to adjust. It hurts little, but I'm plenty warmed up from Gregor's finger-fucking and I'm so horny and ready that I hardly notice the pain. James thrusts into me torturously slowly, inch by inch burying his cock inside me. He's not nearly as big as Gregor, but still a decent size-- probably five or six inches. He fills me perfectly, though, especially for my first time. His cock massages the walls of my ass, deeper and deeper until he hits my prostate and I almost collapse again. He pulls back out and thrusts again, a little more quickly this time, then settles into a slow and gentle rhythm. He's squeezing my waist and hips so tightly I'm afraid it might leave a bruise, and I can tell he wants to fuck me harder but is holding back for my benefit. He groans and lets loose a string of words into my ear, mostly how gorgeous and sexy I am, how fucking tight my ass is, and how good it feels to be inside me. "God you're fucking milking my cock, you're so tight, your virgin ass is so fucking tight, FUCK..." James gasps. His entire body thrusts against me, pinning me to the wall. His hands on my waist keep me steady, and to be honest the pressure of his body is all that's keeping me up. I'm not sure my legs could hold me anymore. I'm making sounds as well, but I'm not entirely sure they're words. Something like "Oh God oh god OH FUCK fuck me please fuck James fuck me please aaaahhhh..." escapes me as he thrusts ever deeper into me. There is nothing in my world but the throbbing of his cock inside me, his body moving hard against my back, and his panting breath hot against my neck. I've entirely forgotten about Gregor when James lets out a loud, gasping moan and his cock is suddenly thrust all the way into me. I feel his balls smack my ass and an explosion of pain and pleasure radiates through me. James shifts his grip on me and out of nowhere he's fucking me harder and faster. Through the haze of my arousal I look over my shoulder to see Gregor behind us and realize that he's now fucking James as James fucks me. The force of his thrusts shoves James' cock into me much deeper and harder than before. Gregor reaches around James and strokes my thigh as he fucks us. His fingers curl into my soft, untouched skin and slide up to my cock, which he rubs against my stomach. I groan and then I'm coming, I can't hold it off any longer. My orgasm overtakes me and I cry out, gasping through it. James starts to come too as my ass clenches his cock in the midst of my orgasm, and I revel in each spasm of his hard cock inside me. He floods me with cum and pulls back, letting it spill down my thighs. I steady myself against the wall before my legs can give out. Beside me Gregor sits on the toilet and pulls James into his lap to finish fucking him. Spellbound, I watch his thick, veiny cock disappear inside James' ass as he bounces him up and down, his legs spread wide to give me the best view. In another minute, he too hits an orgasm and finally his huge cock goes limp. James steps off Gregor's cock and starts to clean himself up with toilet paper. Gregor motions me to come over so that he can do the same for me. I feel his tongue lick the streams of cum off my thighs, then it caresses my hole and he slides it into me. I'm not expecting it, but it feels really good. When I'm clean enough I pull my underwear and pants back on. Gregor sighs in disappointment. "I don't like seeing that cute ass covered up again," he says teasingly. He grabs my cheek and gives it a squeeze through my pants. James laughs. "I'll be sad to see you go, but not sorry to watch you walk away," he says. I smile sheepishly. "I could say the same thing about both of your cocks," I reply. "Wish it were acceptable for men to just walk around nude. I could watch them all day." "Amen to that," Gregor says. He squeezes my ass again and stands up. "All right, boys. Fun's over for today. But I've been thinking about that dinner party, James, and I could make it work this weekend. Shall we invite Rian here?" "Absolutely," James agrees enthusiastically. "He's fucking incredible, Gregor. Maybe the best fuck I've ever had. Definitely the best virgin." Gregor sighs sadly and looks me up and down. "Wish I could've taken your virginity myself, Rian... there's nothing quite like the first time. But I don't know that you would have enjoyed it as much." James laughs. "With your fucking monster cock? You would've ripped him in two!" "That's why I had to fuck him by proxy," Gregor says, slapping a hand on James' shoulder. James shrugs. "Yeah, that was fun. Definitely worth repeating." He turns to me. "Can you do dinner this weekend, Rian? Gregor will have us over and we can... play around again." "I'd love to," I say, starstruck with the idea that this won't just be a one-time encounter. I'm pretty burned out at this point, but the thought of another round lights a spark deep in my stomach. "Great! Give me your number and I'll text you," James says, grinning. "Okay." We exchange contact info, and I finally leave the bathroom, dazed and blinking in the bright afternoon light. It's been an hour, but luckily I'm a latchkey kid so no one is expecting me home for a little while. As I walk home, my head is filled with fantasies of the next time...