Date: Mon, 18 Dec 2023 16:53:18 +0000
From: Tom <Tomukis2@protonmail.com>
Subject: Shopping Centre Toilets

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This story involves sex between a young teenage boy and an older man. If
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When I was 11, I was allowed to get the bus to my local shopping centre. I
wanted to buy the new Nirvana album and had saved enough pocket money to
get it on cassette. Saturday morning came by, I grabbed my £10 note
from my birthday only a week ago and waited for the number 203 at the end
of my road. I was a skinny kid with soft blonde hair and blue eyes and
aware that I looked younger than I was. I only had a small patch of wispy
blonde pube fuzz above my `lil dick, but I had already started playing with
my hard-ons and enjoyed pulling the skin up and down over and over again.

When the bus arrived outside the centre, I needed to pee so headed for the
nearby toilets. I hadn't been in them before and was a little anxious for
some reason. They were dingy, like most public loos, and the pungent smell
of urine mixed with disinfectant hit me as I walked in. There was a long
metal urinal to the right and three stalls off to the left. The light came
from dirty frosted skylights that made it just about possible to see. I
noticed a man was at the other end of the trough so kept a bit of room
between us. I glanced a look at him, and he caught my eye, smiling at
me. He was dark skinned, slim, and looked about thirty. I nervously
half-smiled back.  I stood at the urinal, unzipped my coat and pulled my
jogging bottoms and underwear down under my dick and balls. I lifted my
sweater up a bit and tucked it under my chin, the way a lot of kids do so I
could watch myself pee. I felt a jolt of excitement that I was showing my
willy off to the man near me. I did a sideways glance and saw he was
watching me, still smiling. He winked and I quickly looked down at my cock
as I started to release the built-up pee. My heart was fluttering now, and
I could feel my dick beginning to grow at the thrill of the man watching. I
stole another look, more obvious this time, and scanned down to below his
waist. He had his cock in his left hand, so I had a clear view. It was so
much bigger than mine and didn't have a foreskin like me. He was moving his
hand rhythmically back and forwards and I was mesmerised as it grew hard in
his hand.

My own little dick was hard now too, and I had stopped peeing. I shook a
few dribbles off the end and pulled my skin back exposing my pink helmet. I
looked again, he was still watching me and then he took a sidestep closer
to me. I suddenly became very nervous and snapped up my bottoms, turning
towards the sinks on the opposite side of the room to wash my hands. My
dick was still hard and throbbing with excitement, but I was scared too
about what might happen. As I moved to the hand dryer the man came up in
front of me and before I knew what was happening, he was reaching out and
squeezing my hard-on through my joggers. Oh god it felt so good as he
gently rubbed up and down. He still had his big cock out and was wanking
off as he fondled me. I caught his eyes again and he smiled in a kindly way
that put me at ease. I didn't want to stop him and as the hand dryer
stopped its cycle, he reached into my underwear and caressed my pale little
four inches. My heart was racing now, and I felt so horny. I wanted to
reach out and feel his big cock but just then, another bloke walked into
the toilets. I felt the hand in my undies quickly retract, and panicking, I
turned and fled.

I ran across the road and headed into the shopping centre. I glanced back
to see if I was being followed but didn't see the man who had molested
me. To avoid being seen, I ducked into the nearest shop and waited a while,
calming myself down and keeping watch. Amongst the fear of being caught I
felt hugely excited too. A stranger had touched my cock and it felt so
good. I knew already that I wanted someone to touch me like that again. My
dick was getting softer now, but I was still horny for the release that
only a good wank can bring. I didn't produce any cum yet, but a couple of
times a few watery droplets had been the result of my orgasm. I enjoyed
tasting myself and wanted to taste someone else's hot cum.

More relaxed now, I headed to the record shop to buy the album I was
after. There was only a couple of other people in the shop so I was served
quickly and found myself at a loose end until my bus home in half an
hour. As I walked out of the shop I noticed a sign with an arrow for the
Gents toilets, this time inside the centre. Dare I risk it? No sooner had I
thought it than my dick sprung up in my underwear and I found myself
heading in the direction of the toilets. I had to go through some doors,
down a corridor and up the stairs before I got there and on my way I passed
a couple of blokes coming the other way. One of them had a close shaved
head and winked at me as walked by.

I pushed open the heavy door of the toilets and it squeaked loudly. I
stepped in and I could see a narrow room with two wash basins to my left
with hand dryers on the opposite walls. The air had a familiar smell of
disinfectant blocks and wee. Next to the wash basins were fours stalls an
opposite those was a step up to three porcelain urinals and one mounted
lower at kids height. I noticed that the two end stalls had their doors
closed but there was no one else around. My heart was beating a little
faster, enjoying the atmosphere more than I realised.

I walked up to the kid's urinal, it was furthest away on the row, and
pulled the front of my joggers down for a second time that day.  I looked
down at my small willy and the few wisps of hair sprouting above. It was
pale and wrinkly with loose skin at the end. I gripped it between my thumb
and finger and pulled back, exposing my pink helmet. Behind me, someone
coughed in the stall and as I let loose a stream of pee, I felt my dick
starting to swell. A toilet flushed and I heard the door unlocking. I
glanced over my shoulder as a man in jeans and a t-shirt with a round face
and fat belly stepped out. He winked and smiled at me in a kind way as he
headed for the basins. I watched him closely. As he rinsed his hands, he
pushed his crotch against the unit and looked over towards me. I snapped my
head back and looked forward but also found myself slightly turning my body
towards the man so he could better see my dick and balls. I heard the hand
dryer fire up and figured he would leave, however, the next thing I knew I
could sense someone walking up next to me. I thought I was going to get
into trouble for flashing my little willy but instead, he stood right next
me, and I heard him unzipping his jeans. I couldn't help myself and looked
across to my right.

The man had slightly lifted his t-shirt so I could see his hairy rounded
belly. He had undone the button and zip of his jeans so they were wide
open, and I could easily see his large balls and thick cock. It looked like
my dad's dick only this man had long brown pubes and my dad's always looked
short and tidy. He held his cock with his thumb on top and two fingers
underneath and I could clearly see him moving the skin back and forwards.

"Like what you see son?" he asked. I was nervous but managed a slow nod of
my head. My own dick was a hard three inches now and I was copying his
rhythmic movements.

"I like the look of you too. Shall we go in here?" he asked and indicated
over his shoulder to the stall behind that he came out of earlier. Again, I
nodded. My heart was racing by now, but I knew I wanted to feel him playing
with my willy.  I followed him in and we stood there, a small skinny
hairless boy and much bigger hairy man.

"Why don't you take this off," he said as he started to lift my
sweatshirt. He pulled it over my head and hung it on the hook on the back
of the door. I felt his warm chubby hands run up and down my arms then
across my chest. It felt so good. He lifted his t-shirt exposing his hairy
chest and took my hand in his as he guided it over his nipples. My dick was
pulsing and straining in my tracksuit bottoms, and I used my other hand to
rub myself a little.

The man leaned towards me and kissed me on the lips. I felt the bristles of
his moustache under my nose and then his tongue pushing against my mouth. I
opened it instinctively and felt his warm tongue probing around my
mouth. His kiss was passionate and urgent and felt his hand running down my
back and into my underwear. He sat down on the toilet, pulled me closer and
whispered in my ear,"You are going to love this." He hooked his fingers
into my waistband and swiftly pulled my remaining clothes down to my
knees. He smiled as his looked at my small hairless body. My hard willy was
pointing right at his face. I felt him kissing my tummy and his moustache
tickled, making me giggle a little. Then I watched as his kissed the end of
my rock-hard little dick. His tongue swirled around the head as he gently
pulled the skin further back and suddenly, he engulfed the whole thing in
mouth. I took a sharp inhale of breath and my dick experienced the hot
wetness and sucking sensation as he moved his head back and forward. My
body tensed as I could feel my orgasm rising. I pushed myself more into his
face pulled the back of his head into me as I relished the feeling. Hi
hands clasped my soft round butt cheek and held me close. His tongue
continued to whirl around my hard cock, and I felt a finger pushing against
my bumhole. I gasped again as a tingling sensation increased and swept over
my body. My knees shook and my lil dick pulsed as I orgasmed in the man's
mouth. He realised I was spent and released his grip, allowing my hard on
to fall from his mouth. I looked down and he smiled that big smile again,
which I returned, feeling amazing.

He stood up and I could now see his huge cock as it dripped pre-cum. It was
thick and hairy, but the skin looked soft and inviting. He gently griped my
shoulders and guided me to switch places and sit on the toilet. He leant
down and kissed me again. When he stood up, his balls were so close to my
face that I stuck my tongue out and licked them. They tasted musky and
salty but not too bad. As I did this, he held his dick and loved it across
my face and down to my mouth. I knew what he wanted, and I wanted it too. I
licked the glistening tip of his meaty penis and heard him moan a
little. Gently he pushed into my mouth which stretched around his thick
girth. I moved my tongue around his cock as best I could as he started to
push deeper. I could smell feint urine his pubes as they brushed up against
my nose, like the smell of my dad's underwear which I sometimes fished out
of the washing basket when I wanked. The man pulled back and pushed in
again, this time he hit the back of my throat and I gagged. He pulled out,
leant down, kissed me and apologised.

"Not long until I cum little one, you are such a sexy boy." He put his
swollen purple cock on my lips and starting wanking on my mouth. I caressed
his heavy balls and he moaned. "Open up" he said, and as I did, he tensed
and squirted ropes of hot cum into my mouth. I swallowed some, enjoying the
taste but he didn't stop, and lots dribbled out of my mouth down my chin
and onto my chest. I looked up and he was beaming down at me with his cock
wiping cum around my mouth. He squatted down and kissed my again tasting
his own seed. He licked my face and chest clean and kissed me again.

"I'll be here same time next week if you'd like to do that again" he said.

"Yes please" I replied. He pulled up his jeans and turned to grab my
sweatshirt from the hook. I put my arms up and he pulled my top down and
bottoms up, giving my dick one last kiss before he did so. We switched
places again and he opened the door for me to leave.

On the bus home I got hard again thinking about how exciting it was to have
my willy sucked and to taste a man's cum.  When I got home I ran to the
washing basked, grabbed a pair of my dad's boxers and went to room. I led
on my bed, pulled down my bottoms and starting wanking my dick. I pulled
dad's boxers under my nose and inhaled deeply his man scent. The mix of
sweat and stale pee made me even harder and in no time at all I was
climaxing again. To my surprise, I notice a few drips of watery liquid
coming out of my little dick. I scooped it up with my fingers and licked
it. Not as strong as the mans cum was but still tasty. I was definitely
going back to the shopping centre next week.

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