Date: Tue, 15 Jun 2021 08:23:20 +0000 From: Unclebill84 Subject: The Boy at the Urinal, gay adult/youth Another little snippet from my absolutely fictional adventures with boys. Please donate to Nifty if you can. It's awesome and my needs like nowhere else. donate.nifty.org/ THE BOY AT THE URINAL There's a shopping centre near where I work. It's medium sized with maybe twenty assorted shops and a big asda. Most people when they need the toilet use the one in asda, so the little public toilets at the car park are usually quiet, and sometimes good for a bit of lunchtime fun. I went in during my lunch break a while ago and there was nobody there at all. The two urinals were deserted and the door to the single cubicle was ajar so I could see it was empty. I wasn't terribly disappointed - it's often deserted. I stood at one of the urinals and used it for its intended purpose, and I heard the door open behind me. A moment later I saw movement in my peripheral vision and turned to see a delightful little boy who had come and stood next to me. He looked up at me and smiled and pulled his shorts down freeing a small pointed willy. I was still peeing and took my time over the last drops while I looked at the boy. He was a bit young for my taste, maybe nine or so, but his hair was dark and glossy, his eyes a warm brown, and because he'd pulled his shorts down to his knees I could see both his small willy and his little round bum, depending on how I stood. I was finishing off, squeezing out the last few drops, when he started to stream clear wee into the urinal. I'm not into piss, or boys that young, but my dick started to swell, just from being so close to this cute bundle of innocence. I still had my hand on my growing erection when the boy finished and started to shake it up and down vigorously, so the tip slapped on his belly then his pale little scrotum by turn. He kept doing it and looked up at me again. I thought for a moment he knew what he was doing to me and was being deliberately provocative, but his sweet eyes were guileless and friendly as he looked up. By now my cock was almost rigid, and I copied him, slapping it up against my belly and bouncing it up and down. The boy looked at my bouncing cock and giggled. He turned towards me and kept doing the same with his. Emboldened, I turned too to face him and kept slapping my now completely erect penis on my belly, while staring at the gorgeous little boy. I was sure he wasn't doing it for my benefit, just playing, so I made it like a game and took my hand off. My cock stood straight out in front of me. The boy copied me and his was the same. I hadn't realised but he had an erection too, white and slim and maybe three inches long. I took hold of my big cock again and pulled the skin right back, exposing the swollen purple head. The boys eyes went wide and he tried to copy me but only showed a little of the pink tip and the little slit. It was very sexy, despite his young age. I pulled my foreskin forward again to cover the head again, then back, and again, and the innocent little boy copied me. I kept doing it and just like that we were both wanking, me lustfully, him merely playfully. I picked up speed and was soon ready to come. I really wanted to spray spunk on that sweet face but I didn't want him to have to explain cum-stains to an irate parent. I turned instead and unloaded several streams of white cum into the urinal. The boy stopped playing with his wee willy and looked quizzically at my dribbling cock. I shook it off and went to wash my hands. The boy did the same, and kept looking at me. Finally, he put one small hand on mine and said, "That was fun." He looked up at my face shyly and ran from the toilet. I still go to that toilet often and sometimes play with men or older boys but I've never seen my little friend again. I like to think that I introduced him to the joys of masturbation, and that he thinks of me when rubs that sweet little cocklet at night - I think of him often when I do it. I also fantasise that I could have done more, at least touched that delicious little willy or stroked his beautifully shaped bum. But never mind, I've had plenty of other adventures. If you enjoyed this, email and tell me. Unclebill84@protonmail.com