Date: Wed, 08 Jun 2011 13:38:49 +0100
From: scout1970 <scout1970@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: The Cottaging Kid

WARNING: This story contains descriptions of homosexual acts and other
events or actions that could loosely be described as inappropriate
activities in inappropriate places. Activities where at least one of
the participants (i.e. me) was under the age of consent at the time
they took place. That's not to say that it wasn't entirely consensual
of course, just simply that it was technically impossible for me to
have been deemed to have given consent. If this is not what you were
expecting to read about or if you are likely to be in any way offended
by reading about such things or if it would be against any law where
you live to read material of this nature then now is a VERY good time
to stop reading and find something else to read instead.  This story
is intended to be read by adults only and it should definitely not be
read by minors. If you are not legally classed an adult where you live
then I have to tell you that now is also a VERY good time to stop
reading and find something more appropriate to read instead.

The author retains all rights to this story and whilst it may be
shared freely it should remain intact and must not be made available
via commercial websites, sold or indeed require a payment of any kind
to be made in any way whatsoever to gain access to it. Blatant
plagiarism or even the unforgivable sin of simply changing the authors
name to your own and then passing it off as your own work is just damn
rude and totally unreasonable so please don't do it !

I'm not a 'real' writer as such, in fact I'm very much a 'virgin' so
to speak and this is my first time so please be gentle with me and all
that !!! Any comments, questions, suggestions or even criticism would
be welcome so please e-mail if you have something to say or maybe just
want to chat or whatever. I'll get around to replying to any genuine
messages that I receive eventually although any spam, homophobic or
generally abusive messages will just get deleted mostly unread of
course so don't even think of wasting your time or mine.





The following story is sort of a true story of events a long time ago
by which I mean that the things I write about did actually happen but
not necessarily in the exact sequence as written or in the short time
period that may be implied. Lots of other stuff happened along the way
as well that isn't mentioned of course.  Like most fond memories it's
pretty much just the good stuff with any not-so-good stuff or anything
even remotely bad almost entirely forgotten about or at least quite
intentionally ignored. It is therefore inevitable that things will
appear to be way better than they probably were at the time as this is
intended to be a homoerotic story not a fully comprehensive diary ! It
takes place in an unnamed town in the UK many years ago, much of it in
an unnamed park and with few if any individuals being named. Virtually
all of the places mentioned no longer exist and many have been gone
for a long time now. I guess it's probably much the same story with
the various individuals involved along the way as well really. Apart
from me and perhaps some of other lads my own kinda age at the time, I
seriously doubt many are still around now and way more than a few are
most likely to have been dead for years given the time frame.

So why the anonymity ? Well, mainly because it was all about anonymity
at the time ! Anonymous encounters in fairly anonymous places. Being
gay wasn't really something for even relatively discrete discussion
never mind something to shout about. It was something that generally
needed to be hidden away and vehemently denied if the subject ever
arose. So where did I find guys just like me ? In a variety of often
somewhat dubious places it seemed ! Places where you could very easily
claim that you were there for quite legitimate reasons if you ever got
caught out in some way.  Places where there were most unlikely to be
many people around who weren't there for exactly the same reason that
you were. Places where you could 'accidentally' show things or do
things and see if anyone else looked way more interested in you than
they should have been if they were totally straight. Cottaging and
cruising was the way of the (gay) world at the time. This story is
about how I found out what to do, where I could do it and just how
much fun it all was not long after I knew for certain that I really
liked guys rather than girls and how it became a very significant part
of my life starting at an age when I really shouldn't have even been
thinking about doing such things never mind actually doing them ... a
lot.  I never thought that any of this was 'wrong' at the time but I
always knew it wasn't 'right' if that makes any sense at all. It was
always painfully obvious that 'normal' people just didn't do these
things but equally obvious that I wasn't the only one who did and I
most certainly wasn't the only one who enjoyed it.

Anyways, enough of the preamble, it's time for the story so this is
your last chance to decide if this kinda story is not for you (or that
you shouldn't be reading it) and make a swift exit.





I'd got pubes sprouting and way more than bit interested in other guys
well early as I already had hair round me nob by the time I moved up
from junior to secondary school.  There wasn't like loads of it or
anything like that, just right up close to the base of me nob and all
the way round it.  Definitely real pubes tho. Not the real fine and
light coloured hairs like I had on me arms and legs that you couldn't
easily see. It was way longer and darker and a bit curly with plenty
there for it to be really obvious even at a distance not just close
up. I thought it looked pretty good of course but wasn't that bothered
about it one way or another really as I kinda knew sort of what it was
all about. However, it came as a massive shock to find out that not
only did we now have to get changed together and shower after PE and
games which was at least twice and sometimes 3 times a week but I was
the only one in the class who'd started growing down there. I'd just
kinda assumed that everyone else would be pretty much the same as me !
Majorly embarrassing. Everyone always wanted to have a good look and
generally take the piss outta me, esp when it got stiff ... which was
like almost all the time needless to say with there being so much to
look at. Only had to think about seeing another nob, playing with mine
or practically anything at all really and it was on the bone and
sticking straight up in seconds ! I wasn't the only one who got stiff,
it sometimes happened to some of the other lads as well just nowhere
near as often.  It was only mine that usually did it like every time
and sometimes long before even taking me kit off to go in the showers.

Kinda got used to it eventually after the initial shock of having
everyone getting to see me stuff way too often and all that.  In fact
I really kinda started enjoying it after a while cos I got to see all
the other lads and no matter how much they took the piss outta me or
whatever I knew that it was just 100% jealousy and nothing else. There
was absolutely no way that they didn't want hair round theirs as well
or really thought that it was dead weird and stuff or didn't want a
nob that boned up to at least 2 if not 3 times the size of theirs even
tho it wasn't really that much bigger than theirs when it was all soft
and dangly. Still had to put up with loads of crap like all the time
tho, esp from the sporty/fit kinda lads (which I defo wasn't) who were
always looking to be better than everyone else in every possible way.
It was dead good seeing the other lads stuff quite so often of course
and kinda hoping some of them had got bigger or started getting hairs
round theirs since the last time. But it was also way better having
something that no one else had and showing it off. It must have really
pissed a lot of the other lads off bigtime I suppose !

Anyways, a couple of me new mates were quite a bit bigger when on the
bone than anyone else I'd seen even tho they still didn't have even a
hint of hair round theirs.  We used to mess around together sometimes.
They kinda liked looking at what I'd got and I defo enjoyed showing it
off as well as seeing theirs go stiff. We all enjoyed checking if we'd
grown any bigger, got some hair (or in my case more hair) and feeling
each other up and stuff that's for bloody sure cos we did that rather
a lot ! The only problem was that I really really really wanted to
look at and mess around with nobs that were kinda more like mine. Nobs
with hair round them that got way bigger on the bone than they were
soft just seemed so much better somehow. Used to 'accidentally' leave
stuff behind in the changing rooms at school most times so I had to go
back later when there were older lads getting changed/showered and I'd
hopefully get to see stuff. Usually did if I timed it right so it was
always well worth looking like a complete idiot for leaving something
behind so often. Also when me and me mates went to the swimming pool
or sports centre that was kinda good for seeing stuff. Often used to
spend like ages in the showers or getting dressed afterwards looking
at the older guys around the place while desperately trying not to
have me well obvious bone like totally on show. Never really
understood quite why mine always did that like all on it's own and
without me doing anything at all but only a few of the other guys I
ever saw had the same thing happen to theirs.

Checking the other guys out when taking a leak was always kinda good
as well and dead easy to do of course.  Apart from me mates there was
always absolutely loads of lads going for leak at the start and end of
lunch break at school. Same thing around going home time and also down
the park when we were playing footy and stuff.  Whenever we did rugby,
football, cricket, athletics or cross country and so on it wasn't at
the school but always down at one of the parks. It wasn't just my year
there either, there was usually one of the more senior years down
there as well.  Which other year was there at the same time as us
kinda varied depending on which particular sports they were doing that
term and whether there were any exams going on. Spent way more time
watching the older lads playing than concentrating on what I should
have been doing. That probably explains why I was always so crap at
team sports and was often getting yelled at on the pitch if nothing
else I suppose !  One time after we'd finished playing footy, I went
for a leak in one of the bogs and some lad a few years older than me
came in to do the same just after I'd started.  I was having a sneaky
sideways look at what was on show just like I always did of course but
rather unusually he was looking at mine as much as I was looking at
his. I mean everyone always looked a bit just not usually that much.
Even when we'd both finished pissing we stood there for like ages
after with our nobs out and both ended up on the bone. It was only
when we heard someone else coming in that they got stuffed back in our
shorts pretty quick and we left. Not easy to hide anything when you're
only wearing shorts and a jersey but it wasn't exactly the first time
I'd had to suffer with something very obvious going on under me kit.

A bit later on outside while I was still waiting for me mates to turn
up he came over and started chatting. Just the usual everyday kinda
chat but then he said I had a well nice looking nob and stuff and
asked if I liked his and maybe wanted to see it again. I sure did of
course ! So we disappeared off into some bushes when no one else
around was really looking. With our footy shorts like right down this
time we got a real good look at each others stuff and messed around
for quite some time. It was great to play around with his while he was
doing the same with mine. Even tho his nob wasn't all that much bigger
than mine he'd got way more hair than me. Had like a small kinda patch
of it right above his nob rather than only all the way round the base
of it like I had. He kept telling me I had a real good one and it
looked great rather than taking the piss outta me like most of the
lads in me class always did whenever they saw it so that made it seem
even better. I told him I really wished mine was more like his cos it
looked way better with more hair round it. But he just said not to
worry about it cos there'll soon be loads more and what I had was dead
good for only being a 1st year anyway. He wasn't surprised when I told
him that no one else in me class had any at all cos he and a few of
his mates had only started getting theirs in the 2nd year. Said there
were plenty of lads in the 4th year who didn't have any even tho their
nob had grown lots bigger, some of them even bigger than his but still
no hairs round it. We carried on messing around until me mates showed
up then he went off the other way when I went over to join them.

Went back to the same bog in the park loads of times after that kinda
hoping he'd be there again either when we'd been down there playing
sports or at some other time but he wasn't. Always saw loads of other
guys going in and out while I was either in there or sat outside
somewhere close kinda watching the place tho. I even tried the other
bogs as well cos there were four of them spread all around the park.
There almost always seemed to be plenty of guys about in all of them
when I was taking a leak (or more often than not just pretending to)
while sneakily trying to look sideways to see all the nobs hanging
out. Some of the guys were defo looking at mine as well which always
made it go on the bone very quickly even when I was still trying to
piss sometimes. Really funny but it was always seriously difficult to
finish pissing when your nob suddenly wanted to be sticking up rather
than pointing kinda down that's for sure ! Saw quite a few other guys
getting real stiff as well, way more often than I did anywhere else.
If it was just me and another guy stood there then we'd usually end up
like standing back a bit to show each other our nobs properly rather
than kinda trying to hide them a bit by standing close to the trough
and turning away slightly. That was really good and esp if the other
guy kinda moved across so he was standing like right next to me rather
than staying at the other end of the trough. Loadsa guys told me I had
a real nice looking nob and some even felt me up a bit.

Then one evening when I went in the bogs by one of the main entrances
to the park there was lots of guys stood taking a leak and not really
any room at the trough so I went straight in to one of the lockups
instead.  Was just going to stay there until they'd finished and then
go back out to stand at the trough and wait for other guys to come in.
Then suddenly it was like WOW ! I'd never really noticed it before but
there was like loads of well dirty writing and stuff all over the
walls. It was all over everywhere really. Drawings of nobs, stories
about guys doing things with each other, guys describing what they had
and what they wanted to do with it. All kinda well horny stuff. There
was even a few holes in the door and walls so you could see who was
outside or in the lockup next to you. Most of the holes were pretty
small, only just about big enough to see through if you had your eye
right up close to them. But one of them was huge, like almost 3"
across so you didn't even need to get real close to see right through
it and into next door. If you sat down and leaned forward a bit you
could easily see everywhere from the bog seat to the door in the
lockup next door. Spent absolutely ages in there reading all the stuff
on the walls and me nob got like so stiff it even started to hurt a
bit rather than just feeling well nice like it always did whenever it
got stiff.  Didn't stop me from waiting until no one else seemed to be
outside before going into all the other lockups to see what was in
them as well tho.  All of them had loads of stuff all over the place.

Probably the best thing I found was this big kinda table on one of the
walls that a whole load of guys had filled in with all kinda stuff
about themselves. Name, age, size of nob soft and stiff, how much
hair, what they liked doing, when they were here, what they'd just
been doing, and a whole load of other stuff as well.  Other guys had
then written things alongside the entries or put dates/times saying to
meet them for fun then. There were even plenty of entries written by
lads not very much older than me as well. I read through them all and
spent like ages trying to think if I knew a "Jason age 13 with a nob
4" soft, 6" stiff and a decent amount of hair who really liked being
sucked/wanked and had been stood here wanking off yesterday afternoon"
or whatever in the hope that there would be someone I knew. I didn't
know what wanking off or being wanked actually meant but it was like
absolutely everyone said they'd been doing it and wanted to do it with
someone else so it had to be something really good and all that. Sadly
there wasn't anyone I thought I kinda knew but there was absolutely
loads of lads and guys I would very much like to know of course ! They
all sounded good to me cos virtually all said they had hair and their
nob was bigger than mine.  One guy had even written that his was 7"
soft and 10+" when stiff. I thought he just had to be lying as no one
could possibly have one that big cos it like wouldn't be able to fit
in your pants and stuff. But some other guys had written alongside
that they'd met him and it was defo true. Still didn't believe it.

The following day I remembered to bring a pen with me and added my
entry to the table. Mike, 11 1/2 nearly 12 (halfs were important back
then !) 2" maybe 3" soft, almost 5" stiff, got plenty of nice dark
colour hairs all round it and stuff. Also got some guys going in next
door this time who showed me their nob when I looked through one of
the holes. Some really big ones and some with tons of hair like all
over not just round their nob. Showed them mine if they looked through
as well. Just making a real big lump in me trousers at first but then
I had it sticking right out through the zip. Undid me belt and pulled
me trousers and pants down a bit after a while cos having the zip
rubbing against me nob all the time wasn't very nice and the other
guys were doing that anyway. Some guys even pushed notes through the
hole saying what a great bod and really nice nob and stuff I had. One
guy asked me to take me shirt right off and then after I'd done that,
take me trousers and pants off completely as well. Wasn't really sure
about doing that cos it meant taking me shoes off as well but he kept
on asking so I wrote OK on the note and pushed it back. Was a bit
kinda weird at first but dead exciting.  Kinda just like being in the
changing room but with some guy really looking at me nob and watching
me play with it a bit. Another guy wanted me to like stick it through
the big hole but that was a bit kinda scary so I didn't do it. Some of
the guys poked theirs through tho so I got to play with a few that
were way bigger than mine which was real good.

The next time I went there was a few more entries on the table and
some guys had even left me messages telling when to be there if I
wanted to have some fun with them. Brilliant stuff cos they all had
well nice sounding nobs and were between 13 and about 30 so they just
had to be bigger and hairier than me no matter what they had written.
Some of the dates were a few days ago so it was already too late but
there were 2 for later on that week I needed to remember. Spent ages
in there again looking at lots of other guys through the holes then
standing up with me trousers and pants right down and shirt undone so
they could see me nob and watch me playing around with it. Quite a few
notes pushed through the hole again. Some just said real nice looking
nob others were asking how old I was and other things or telling me to
move closer to the hole, turn round, play with it some more and stuff
like that. From then on it was like every single day on the way home
from school. I'd always go right the way through the park stopping at
each bog on the way so ended up really late getting home most days and
had to make up loads of excuses to explain why ! Often went back again
in the evening and at weekends as well if I wasn't out with me mates
or doing something with the parents. Loadsa fun. Saw lots of stuff,
kinda went off with way more than a few guys to mess around somewhere
and sometimes even let them in the lockup with me to do stuff.

One guy almost made me squirt me very first load one evening but I
still didn't really know anything much at all about wanking properly
and hadn't even seen anyone else actually squirt stuff either. I'd
seen some weird looking stuff on the floor way more than a few times
as well as seeing guys wiping their nob with bog roll before putting
it away and so on but I'd never seen it happen. I'd just thought
someone had gobbed on the floor rather than it being anything else. I
wussed out totally and made him stop playing with me nob and stuff as
soon as it started feeling really weird anyway. He kept telling me it
was OK and supposed to feel a bit weird but defo real good as well and
then kept trying to play with it some more. In the end I just pulled
me trousers and pants up, stuffed me nob away and waited outside in
the park until he'd gone.  Seeing other lads on their way home from
school in one of the bogs sometimes was totally brilliant and I even
saw a few lads I actually kinda knew. Was dead funny seeing them again
at school and they just kinda smiled a bit but then they pretty much
ignored me. But all I could think about was what was hiding under
their trousers, what we'd been doing in the bogs and how much I really
wanted to do it all over again. Always kinda hoped we could have gone
in the school bogs to do stuff but it was like you just don't
associate with any of the younger lads at school no matter what.

Several months later having been going to all of the bogs in the park
every day it was the summer holidays and the first week was scout camp
so that meant no fun in the park for a while. Had only been going to
scouts since I started secondary school and still didn't really know
anyone that well but it was kinda good. Each patrol had their own tent
which meant all 5 us in one big tent so I was defo hoping that I might
get to see what the older lads in me patrol had when they were getting
changed or something. Was definitely looking forward to being away
from home for a week but also getting a bit worried as it got closer.
What if it wasn't that good ? What if someone noticed me checking them
out ? What if me nob kept going on the bone for no good reason when I
didn't want it to just like it did so often ? What if someone else was
checking me out and saw it stiff ? What if they told everyone ? What
if everyone wanted to look and take the piss like they did at school.
So many what if's but no answers and it was way too late for wussing
out anyway, we were almost at the campsite. We didn't get much if any
sleep on the first night cos we were chatting and mucking about like
all night !  Did get to see Jon the patrol leader in just his pants
tho which was kinda nice. We were all in the tent ages before lights
out and he was kinda sorting out everything in the tent. Making sure
everyone was OK, sat down cross legged chatting or lying on top of his
sleeping bag either chatting or reading and the whole time wearing
nothing but his pants. I'd ended up being right next to him and just
couldn't help but keep looking across and checking out his bulge.

Everything was OK on the first night and during the next full day as
well but then it was like one of me worst nightmares came true. It was
seriously bad news on the second night cos Jon kinda saw me nob on the
bone when I was getting in me sleeping bag. Was pretty sure that no
one had seen it but he certainly had. I knew he'd seen it even tho I
really was trying to hide it cos he kinda sniggered and then made some
comment about nearly getting away with it but needing to be much
quicker than that. Could feel me face like burning up instantly it was
so embarrassing. The thing was I really hated wearing anything in bed.
Mostly cos it was dead uncomfortable when me nob went stiff and it
often woke me up but also cos it was a real nuisance when you wanted
play with it as well. I'd stopped wearing even pants or shorts in bed
at home ages before but I'd kept me pants on the first night. It was
the first time I'd been to camp so I wasn't sure what to do and like
everyone else was wearing PJs, pants, shorts or something anyway so it
seemed like the best option. I normally played with it in bed every
night but that wasn't easy to do with everyone else around either so I
hadn't been able to on the first night. Hated keeping me pants on so
decided I wasn't ever doing it again. Thought that I could easily get
undressed and in me bag with no one seeing anything much at all if I
was quick. However, me nob had other ideas entirely and had got plenty
stiff like as soon as I started getting undressed what with not being
played with for a couple of days, everyone else also getting undressed
and Jon lying on top of his bag in just his pants yet again !

Anyways, he saw it sticking right up as well as noticing me checking
out the bulge in his pants again I think which was all he ever seemed
to wear when we were in the tent. It was like as soon as we all went
in the tent he'd suddenly have dumped everything he had on just a few
seconds earlier apart from his pants.  The only strange thing was that
unlike the first night he kinda wriggled out of them as soon as he'd
eventually got into his sleeping bag.  At least I was pretty sure
that's what he was doing at the time anyway.  Maybe he'd done the same
thing on the first night as well but I hadn't noticed it if he had. I
defo wished I'd been a lot more sensible and thought of doing exactly
the same thing a bit earlier on anyway cos then there would have been
absolutely no chance of anyone seeing anything at all. But I really
wished that he'd taken his pants off before getting in his bag and
also had a problem with a surprise and totally unwanted bone like I
did of course !  All I'd seen of him was just a kinda big but normal
looking bulge in his pants. He'd not only seen mine uncovered but had
seen that it was pretty obviously looking forward to being played with
just like it usually got played with every night in bed cos it was
totally on the bone.  Much later on after lights out and when we'd all
stopped chatting or mucking about cos we'd been told off more than a
few times, all of the other lads seemed to be asleep so I was playing
with me nob like I always did in bed but very carefully and trying not
to make any noise at all. Mostly thinking about what Jon had that made
such a well nice looking bulge in his pants needless to say !

Was really enjoying meself when I thought I heard someone moving
around a bit. Then it went dead quiet again. Then maybe a minute or
two later, Jon suddenly kinda moved right up close and almost scared
the shit outta me ! So close that I could actually feel his leg and
stuff pressing against mine even tho we're both in our bags. I stopped
playing with me nob like straight away and was just holding it tight
up against me to make sure it wasn't making a lump in me bag that he
might be able to see. He whispered that his nob was well stiff, asked
if mine still was and if I was doing it cos he was defo doing his !  I
thought he'd been asleep cos there was like no noise or any sign of
movement anywhere at all until just then. Was totally sure he wouldn't
have known what I was doing anyway let alone be lying there doing the
same thing. As soon as I whispered back ummm, yeah, his hand went like
straight into me bag, moved mine out the way and he was like checking
out me nob and stuff. Said I could do his if I wanted to ... which I
defo did of course. We were messing around for like ages and I just
kinda copied exactly what he was doing to me. It was really good cos
he was around 3 years older than me so not only was his nob more than
a bit longer and quite a lot thicker than mine but he'd got loads of
kinda soft and well curly hair all over the place. His nob was totally
on the bone. Like rock solid and dead straight not even touching his
belly at all. It kept kinda jumping while I was feeling it all over.
No hair on his nuts, belly or the top of his legs, they were all dead
smooth like mine but his nuts defo seemed a bit bigger than mine tho.

At one point he asked me how often I wanked off and whether I could
make spunk come out yet but I didn't know what he was on about. I just
told him that I kinda do exactly what we were doing then every night
and sometimes did it with some of me mates as well. Certainly didn't
tell him that I'd let loadsa guys mess around with me nob and stuff
like he was doing. Of course it wasn't very long before he got hold of
me nob and started wanking it properly but unlike the guy in the bogs,
when I said it's kinda time to stop cos me nob and stuff was starting
to feel really weird he didn't even slow down. He just said no way,
keep on doing exactly the same to mine and enjoy it cos it's gonna
feel way better than it does right now real soon !  Next thing it's
like WOW ! and I'm squirting me first ever load. Could hardly breathe
so was almost gasping for breath real fast even tho I was desperately
trying not to make any noise at all.  It felt like a bucket full of
stuff was squirting outta me nob with every pump it made, going all
over the place.  All this really hot and wet stuff landing on me chest
and belly as well as running down me nob and his hand then all over me
nuts and stuff. As he carried on slowly moving the skin on me nob up
and down, more and more came squirting out. There was like absolutely
loads and loads and loads of it. I couldn't believe just how much
there seemed to be or how amazingly good it was feeling either. Was
like a million times better than it had ever been before when I or
someone else had been making me nob feel good by playing around with
it but pretty obviously making a ridiculous mess like everywhere !

The only real problem was that it got so difficult to keep on wanking
Jon when me nob actually started pumping stuff out but he was kinda
reminding me to keep on doing his every time I stopped or even slowed
down a little bit ! Just after me nob had stopped squirting stuff out
even tho it was still trying to pump more out I could tell that his
had started doing exactly the same thing cos I could feel all this hot
and kinda slimy stuff running down me hand as I wanked him. I slowed
right down to do it real slowly just like he'd done with mine. He was
also kinda wriggling about a lot and breathing dead funny as well so
at least I also knew that it wasn't just me who couldn't keep still or
breathe properly when it happened.  Could feel his nob pulse each time
more stuff got pumped out. It was totally fucking amazing in every
possible way. I honestly didn't know before then that if you carried
on playing with it the right way for long enough then that happened !
I always kinda thought you had to have your nob like right up a girl
and be doing her properly to get sperm and stuff coming out. Really
loved how slimy and totally weird the stuff all over me hand felt and
how slippery it made Jon's nob feel as well but he told me to stop
messing around with it. After a while when his breathing was more like
normal again he asked me if that had ever happened before. When I told
him me nob had never ever done anything like that before when I'd been
playing around with it he just said welcome to the world of wanking
and spunking off, it aint just for pissing and playing around with, it
can do some unbelievably good feeling stuff as well !

He found his pants which we used to kinda clean up a bit but I just
had to do it again ! When I said I was doing it again he reckoned you
needed to wait for a while even if it's still really stiff and said he
didn't want to squirt another load off anyway. I defo still did so
waited for a bit then started wanking and very soon there was more
mess everywhere again. Even tho it happened really quickly this time
it still felt just as good as it did before although nowhere near as
much spunk came squirting out this time.  It still came out in quite a
few big squirts again tho.  As soon as it started pumping stuff out I
kinda let go of me nob and put me hands just in front of it to try and
stop it going like everywhere again. Each time I could feel the kinda
pumping feeling me nob jumped bigtime and a whole load of hot spunk
squirted out on to me hands.  Really wished that I could have seen it
cos it felt like it was squirting out a huge amount really quickly
with every pump. Me nob kept kinda jumping about for ages again as
well after it had stopped actually squirting stuff out. Another
unbelievably good feeling once again but I did kinda get in to trouble
for making way too much noise and waking up at least 1 of the other
lads who then wanted to know what was going on !  Used Jon's pants to
clean things up again but they were really wet and kinda sticky so not
a lot of help really then went to sleep like almost straight away.

Was like a kid with a shiny new toy after that and spent almost the
entire week wanking meself off again somewhere. The showers, the bogs,
the pool, the tent when no one was about, the woods, the bogs when we
were out visiting some place, virtually anywhere and everywhere.  Even
did it once with everyone else around when we were going somewhere in
the minibus and me nob just went really stiff all on it's own for some
reason or another. Hid it with a cagoule type thing I had with me when
I eventually kinda realised that there was this pretty obvious what it
was lump in me uniform trousers.  I knew it was well stiff of course
just hadn't thought about the consequences that's all. Really didn't
want the lad I was sitting next to seeing it and like telling everyone
else that I was on the bone or whatever.  The problem was it stayed
like totally on the bone for absolutely ages and I just couldn't
resist kinda playing with it through me trousers until it eventually
squirted spunk in me pants. Seemed to take almost forever until it
happened tho. Lots longer than it did when wanking it properly anyway
so I didn't think it was going to squirt stuff at all.  Still felt
just as good as usual if not a bit better when it did squirt which
made me think that maybe taking longer makes it feel better or at
least makes it feel differently good anyway. I don't think the lad sat
next to me had any idea what I was doing or what had just happened but
he did ask me if I was feeling OK just after I squirted.  I didn't
think I'd made any noise at all so wasn't really sure why he'd asked
but just said that I thought I was about to sneeze but then didn't.

Got to see a few older lads from some of the other troops camping on
the site in the showers or pool changing room. Also messed around with
Jon again most nights when everyone else was asleep. I even got to see
exactly how much better his nob and stuff looked compared to mine as
well. I heard him tell someone he was going for a shower one night so
grabbed me towel and stuff and went after him. Apart from one lad who
had almost finished getting dressed there was no one else around when
we got there. By the time we'd got undressed and into the shower area
mine was already on the bone and his was most of the way there so it
wasn't that long before we started wanking each other. It was really
good to see his this time and everything was going great until two
lads appeared and very nearly caught us doing it !  They obviously saw
we were stood right next to each other and both had bigtime stiff nobs
anyway. Was sure they must have guessed what we'd been doing cos they
were whispering stuff to each other and kinda smirking. They were both
a bit older than me with hair round their nobs. One had about the same
as me the other much more. Was almost certain one of them was starting
to get on the bone as well cos it had defo got a bit longer and a lot
straighter since I first saw it. Had started to really kinda stick out
rather than hanging right down anyway. I so wanted to stay for longer
but Jon had grabbed his towel like ages before so he could hide his
nob and said we needed to go like right now.  Bottom line: best scout
camp ever and without any doubt at all, wanking properly was the most
important thing that I ever learnt in scouts that's for bloody sure !

So, from almost 12yo onwards I was regularly into doing stuff with
other guys like every day. Often more than once a day as well in
addition to always wanking off in bed every night. Always visited all
of the bogs in the park on the way home from school each day without
fail. Never any real shortage of guys who liked me nob and would let
me play with theirs. Sometimes there were a few lads more my own kinda
age around but it was always the older lads and esp all the various
guys that really interested me. Just loved the showing off and messing
around with other guys nobs and stuff as well as wanking them off to
see how their spunk came out. Some would squirt out fast and go a long
way like mine did, some would kinda drip out more slowly. Them messing
around with me a lot and making me squirt spunk everywhere was also
really important as well of course ! Was a total wankaholic and it was
way more fun than messing around with me mates who couldn't do it yet.
We still messed around sometimes. I'd showed them how to wank properly
and what happens when you can do it and did it the right way as soon
as I'd got home from camp. They were really impressed but not exactly
happy that they couldn't do the same. They would wank mine until it
squirted while I just made theirs feel real good like we always used
to do. It was like ages before they got some hairs and could squirt
but much more fun when it wasn't just me and best of all when we could
all do it. Even used to have 'competitions' sometimes like who could
do it fastest, squirt the furthest or the most and so on ! But the
park bogs were still always the place to go for a good time every day.

The bogs near one of the main entrances to the park were the ones I'd
started going in first and were probably the ones where I had the most
fun.  Mostly because of the huge hole between 2 of the lockups ! There
was always lots of other lads and guys around no matter when you went.
I guess it was because they could be easily seen from the main road
and you could park like right outside them so lots of guys driving
past would stop off for a leak or whatever. Used to see some guys
there almost as regularly as I was and could spot their cars parked up
nearby when walking or cycling through the park gates. You always knew
it was going to be well busy if there were lots of cars kinda outside
the place. Some guys seemed to just sit in their car or van kinda
watching who was going in and out tho. Then sometimes when someone
went in they'd get out and go inside the bogs as well so they were
obviously waiting for them to show up. There was this builder kinda
guy there really often and he was almost always sitting in his van
outside when I turned up but I'd seen him through the big hole quite a
few times as well. Really nice nob, way bigger than mine and we'd done
stuff plenty of times. He must have been early 20's almost always
wearing shorts or tracksuit bottoms and never had a shirt or anything
on if it was hot. Sometimes when he was outside he'd say hi and start
chatting and stuff so I'd end up sitting in the van with him. He'd
always get this huge great lump in his shorts or whatever then played
with mine for like ages when it made a lump in me trousers. We always
ended up with our nobs right out and wanking each other off.

The second bogs were at the side of the sports pavilion so dead handy
when we had games there. There weren't any holes in the lockups apart
from the very end one where you could watch guys taking a leak at the
trough. Really good for seeing lads in their shorts with their nob and
stuff out over the waistband. The other good thing was the dividing
walls didn't go right down to the floor, there was a small gap so you
could see shadows if someone was next door. Was great fun when it was
well sunny cos if you stood and wanked close to the wall then there'd
be this shadow of your nob and hand/arm moving on the floor. Could
usually tell when someone had noticed it and was doing the same ! If
you squatted down real close to the wall you could also get your arm
just far enough under to mess around as well. For years there were 2
holes being made high up on the back wall that got deeper every time I
looked. The showers were on the other side so it would have been an
amazingly good place but neither ever went right through. Most weeks
when we were there for games the same two guys would be sat on one of
the benches watching. Sometimes had a quick wank with one of the older
lads from school but mostly it was doing stuff in one of the lockups
with the two guys at the same time afterwards.  They really liked me
to put me kit back on and then spend ages feeling me up like all over
until I spunked off in me shorts. Had to try to clean it off under the
tap when I got home but it never all came off. Just had to hope me mum
wouldn't notice when she washed them each week and know what it was !

The third bogs were a bit strange. This really long but very narrow
building, most of it for the guys and only a tiny bit at one end for
women. There were two massive great long troughs, one down each side
and just two lockups plus another small room kinda hidden behind a bit
of wall right at the end. Always plenty of writing and stuff in the
lockups but no holes in the walls. There were quite a few holes in
both of the doors tho. I'm fairly sure that there was a big changing
room and shower block attached to them as well originally but it had
been demolished ages before. It never really looked like a decent
place at all cos it was pretty quiet during most of the daytime.  But
the reality was that it was kinda the Swiss Army Knife of bogs with
pretty much something good for everyone and everything at various
times of the day and night !  During most of the day on Monday to
Friday it was dead quiet so absolutely ideal for arranging to meet
someone for a bit of uninterrupted fun there. However, around lunch
time and 4pm there was usually no shortage of lads sneaking in for a
quicky solo wank and sometimes even for a good look at or to mess
around with a mate. There was almost always some guys hanging about as
well at these particular times of course but they never really tried
anything on with anyone. Apart from me most of the lads who went there
to do stuff probably wouldn't ever have been up for doing it with guys
in any case so I guess they'd long since found that out.

Even though the holes in the doors were pretty obvious it never seemed
to stop lots of lads going in there to do stuff. Various guys (as well
as me and other lads sometimes) would be stood outside looking through
all the holes in the doors watching lads sat on the bog, leaning right
back against the wall behind it and wanking away like crazy. As soon
as they'd squirted their spunk like everywhere, it was straight up
with the pants and trousers then outta the place dead quick. Really
good stuff. Apart from seeing loads of different and mostly older lads
wanking off there was also something unbelievably horny about being in
the lockup wanking away knowing that guys and other lads were watching
you enjoying yourself. And often wanking themselves bigtime on the
other side of the door as well cos there was always a serious amount
of spunk on the floor outside the lockups as well as inside. Thinking
about it now, I suppose it was kinda popular with lads cos the thing
was you weren't like actually doing anything gay. You were just having
the real quick wank that you needed all on your own but might have
'accidentally' seen someone else doing it while you were waiting
outside to go in and someone else might also have 'accidentally' seen
you doing it while they were waiting and all that. If it wasn't that
then it was just blatantly showing off safely out of reach of anyone
while knowing that no one was ever going to drop you right in the shit
by telling anyone else ! Anyway, whatever the reason for it to be used
by lots of lads for a real quick wank it was bloody good.

By around half four or 5pm at the latest it was dead quiet again and
would be like that for at least an hour or two until the lorry drivers
started coming in.  There was this lorry park kinda opposite where
massive great lorries parked up for the night and the drivers needed
somewhere for a leak or whatever and to get washed. It was the kinda
long distance delivery or container trucks that often had two drivers
with them and bunks at the back of the cab and all that.  Quite often
some good fun to had early evenings and it used to be even better when
the small tiled room at the back by the lockups in the bogs had a
couple of showers in it. Just a small room with two showers on the
wall opposite the door and hooks on the back of the door to hang your
stuff on nothing else. The door was always locked but the lorry
drivers could get the key from the guy who looked after the lorry park
so only they could use it.  Had a few real good times in there as well
as back in some of the lorries it has to be said ! But then suddenly
the showers disappeared and the room just got used as a kinda store
cupboard for all the stuff used to clean the bogs. The lorry park also
stopped getting used so much not very long after that as well. I think
they all started to use some place out of the town probably where it
was quieter and they didn't have to pay to stop for the night.

About the only time that there were plenty of guys around was when it
got dark and then it was mostly round the back of the bogs and amongst
some nearby trees and bushes rather than inside the bogs. There were
some lights in the bog although not that many really and half of them
never worked anyway but outside round the back of the building it was
like always almost pitch dark. Even if there was loads of moonlight
there was lots of big trees getting in the way, there were no windows
or anything in the back wall of the bogs to let any light out and no
street lights or anything for miles either. More than a bit scary cos
you never really knew who was there or who was doing what.  Used to
cycle down at night and take me bike round the back so it wasn't like
obviously parked outside the bogs for ages. Dead exciting being with
one or often more than one guy doing stuff without actually being able
to see exactly what was going on. Was like hands and mouths (and very
soon lots of spunk !) everywhere and all that. Got home a few times to
a massive amount of grief from me mum for being way too late, only to
realise when I finally got upstairs to get ready for bed that I'd been
stood there making excuses and getting an earful from her with spunk
stains on me jeans or whatever. At weekends it was different again.
Various youth teams played football and hockey nearby on Saturday and
there was also lots of Sunday League matches as well so always plenty
of lads and guys around needing a leak at those long troughs. Weekends
after dark was usually even better than it was during the week but
mostly only when it got stupidly late at night.

The fourth bogs were almost as good as the first except that they
didn't have a huge great hole in the wall between two of the lockups.
The dividing walls were tiled bricks and there were lots of long slots
where mortar had been removed so it was still dead easy to see just
about anywhere in the lockup next door. The other really kinda strange
thing was that the walls didn't go right down to the floor either.
They were built on this kinda metal frame that was nowhere near the
floor apart from where it was supported at each end. So it was kinda
like the walls in the second bogs just that the gap under it was way
bigger. You could easily see the feet and even part of the legs of
anyone next door even when you were sat down. There was always loads
of writing and stuff on the doors and the back wall but the doors were
covered with metal so no holes at all.  It was never quite as busy as
the first bogs usually were but not far off and defo just as much fun.
The usual kinda thing was just to go in and sit down to wait until
someone was next door then keep an eye on the holes and the gap under
the wall for signs of movement. When there was someone in there kinda
looking through the holes a bit as well that's when things started
getting good. Always a dead giveaway if they were like sat down
without their trousers/pants down, had been there for a while so were
pretty obviously not dropping turds of course !  They'd usually be
feeling their nob and stuff in their trousers when you looked through.
If they were sat on the bog properly then rather than hanging down out
of sight it would have started sticking up. Always did the same kinda
thing they were doing every time they looked through at me.

Once you knew for sure that there was someone looking and you'd both
been playing around with your nob a bit, showing off the lump in your
trousers/shorts or it was sticking right up so you couldn't really
hide it then it was time to show more.  Either by leaning right back
and stretching your legs out or better still by just standing up in
front of the holes to show off the well obvious lump or with your nob
sticking right up but kinda hidden a bit by your shirt. I usually
waited for them to do it first just to make absolutely certain they
really wanted to mess around but not always.  Sometimes when I knew
someone was in there then I'd just stand in front the holes playing
with a nice lump in me trousers like straight away then suddenly check
the hole to usually find their eye staring at mine !  Either way,
whoever wasn't showing off their stuff in front of the hole would have
their eye like right up close watching. Would spend a while showing
off and playing with it a bit then sit down to watch them doing the
same thing. Did that a few times before moving on to having a well
stiff nob poking outta your zip, out over the waistband of your shorts
or not hidden by your shirt. Always real good to see their nob
properly for the first time and not covered up by anything. We'd take
it turns again to stand up, show off a well stiff nob, play around
with it and maybe wank it a bit.  Eventually it would be trousers and
pants or shorts right down and shirt or teeshirt pulled right up. That
was always the WOW moment when you finally got to see each others nob
sticking right up, how big the nuts were and how much hair there was.

We'd often spend ages showing it off sticking right up, wanking it a
bit, pulling it kinda down then letting slap back up again against our
body, feeling ourselves all over, slowly turning round and stuff like
that. All kinda stuff really, just showing off absolutely everything.
Sometimes there'd be notes pushed back and forth through the hole to
ask or suggest things. Sometimes we'd kinda whisper through the holes.
Kinda depended on who else was around. Cos there was no big hole like
in the first bogs we couldn't poke our nobs through to play with each
other but you could always reach under the wall and play with each
other really easily if you both squatted in front of the wall. If you
really wanted to get together and do stuff then that obviously meant
going in the same lockup which was always the best. But no matter how
much fun it was going to be it was also always well dodgy no matter
which bog you were in.  There might be someone outside who would see
you and even if you did get in together you still had to get out again
after without getting caught. Had more than a few rather awkward
moments and some dead funny looks and stuff in the other bogs when
coming out ... very closely followed by someone else ! Anyway, this
was why these bogs scored better than the first ones despite not being
quite so busy and the lack of a big hole in the wall. The real good
thing was that the gap under the wall was just about big enough for me
to get under so we could both be in the same lockup doing stuff but if
there was anyone else around they didn't ever know a thing about it.

Another guy suggested it first but it was a while before I actually
tried to do it one day when no one else was about. A bit difficult
until I got the hang of it but easy in the end. Sit down, got me legs
under first then just kinda wriggled under. No problem at all esp if
the other guy kinda helped pull me through. I got to do lots of stuff
with the lad or guy next door and anyone outside didn't know a thing
cos there were no holes in the door, next to no gap under it and the
walls all went right up to the ceiling. Either had to put all me gear
back on or take it all off first of course. Doing it naked was dead
exciting and defo best if the floor was a bit kinda messy. Really
liked doing it fully dressed tho cos then they could mess around with
me nob and stuff under me gear if they wanted to. They usually did.
Lots of feeling me up all over. Slowly take me shirt off then more
feeling up. Then me trousers and pants or shorts again slowly with
loads more feeling me up until I was eventually standing there pretty
much naked anyway. Really really really loved loadsa teasing before
they actually started to play with me nob and stuff for real.  Me nob
would always be going absolutely mental, twitching like crazy and well
juicy by the time they got to it.  Only problem was I'd sometimes get
like so horned up that I squirted spunk as soon the other guy got his
mouth over me nob or got hold of it and rubbed it more than twice.
Sometimes I'd even have squirted in me pants while they were still
messing around ! That was always kinda embarrassing but it just meant
that I got to mess around with them for a lot longer and make them
squirt their spunk then they could mess around with me all over again
and make me squirt more afterwards.

There was one guy I did stuff with here quite a lot. Sometimes we'd
arrange to meet at a particular time but mostly it was just when he
was there when I was. He was one of the few guys who would talk a bit.
Most of the guys just wanted to do stuff then go with not a word said
apart from "nice dick", "do you squirt stuff yet" or "gonna shoot" and
things like that anyway ! Sometimes we'd kinda chat a bit in the park
after. He must have been late 30's although he never actually told me
that. He'd just said once that it was 20-something years since he was
at school and doing stuff with his mates kinda like I did. Thing was
he didn't really look lots older than me at all ! He'd got really fair
hair, like almost a pale yellowy colour, was only just a bit taller
than me and didn't even look like he needed to shave or anything
either. Never even a hint of stubble or whatever. Also he was the only
much older guy I ever did stuff with who didn't have way more than few
hairs on his nuts, belly and chest.  The other kinda strange thing was
his pubes were like real dark, not even remotely like the hair on his
head.  He'd got way more hair round his nob and stuff than I had but
nowhere near as much as other guys. It had defo spread out all over
which mine still hadn't so he'd got a full size triangle patch like
most older guys did just that it was really sparse and not even a bit
kinda rough. Felt soft like mine. His nuts were just as dead smooth as
mine and he'd got no hair anywhere else at all. Even some of the older
lads at school looked way older than he did ! Really loved messing
around with him tho cos he'd got like just what I wanted to have.

His nob and stuff always felt pretty much just like mine did only way
better. A well nice amount of hair round it but still real smooth and
stuff.  His was also quite a bit longer than mine but not really that
much thicker at all and it stuck straight out in front rather than
pointing straight up like mine did. He was always totally on the bone
when I'd undone his trousers and before I'd got his pants down it made
a real good sticky out lump that's for sure !  Most of the time we
just used to mess around a lot then wank or suck each other until we
squirted. His was the first nob I ever sucked and pretty much the only
one I sucked all the way off. I usually liked to see guys squirting
their spunk and even see if we could both like do it at the same time.
Always enjoyed sucking him off for some reason tho. The first time his
nob went off in me mouth it was dead weird. I wasn't ready for it at
all and didn't know quite what to do. I'd got a big mouthful of nob
and then suddenly a whole load of spunk with even more squirting out
while I was still trying to suck it. It was dribbling out of me mouth
every time he squirted more. Kinda worked it out after a few times and
from watching him when I squirted while he was sucking me. The other
thing we occasionally did that was really good was him kinda stood
like right up close behind me with his nob between me legs. Could just
see it poking out under me nuts and moving in and out as he did a
kinda fucking motion while having his arms like right round me wanking
me off at the same time. Didn't do it often but amazingly good. Could
feel his pubes against me arse every time he humped against me.

He suggested maybe going back to his flat one time which I wasn't too
sure about at first but did after we'd chatted some more. It was dead
good being able to do loads more stuff for like loads longer and then
get cleaned up in the shower after. Didn't end up getting spunk stains
or whatever on me school uniform and all that either. At least nowhere
near as much or quite so often anyway ! He told me all about when he
was at boarding school and all the stuff he'd got up to there. It sure
didn't sound good being in school like 24/7 apart from during the
holidays but some of the stuff he told me about defo did sound real
good tho. They slept in dormitories with up to 12 lads in a room and
apart from the most senior years who got to share smaller rooms just
with each other, everyone else was mixed up. Always some lads from
each of the lower years in every dorm. It changed at the start of each
year so you ended up sharing with at least some different lads every
year. Everyone had to wear their uniform at all times as well. Also
had to wear the same PJs in bed, same gym kit, same sports kits, same
everything. Even the same socks and pants ! Every item of clothing was
specified or even supplied by the school. Nothing was allowed to be
worn under PJs or sports kit either. He said it kinda meant they had
to get totally undressed in front of each other several times every
day so no one really bothered that much about it. Didn't matter if it
was just in front of your classmates when changing for gym or sports
and then showering after or when getting changed in front of older and
younger lads in the dorm and also showering with them every day.

Each night before lights out, one of the older lads would look in the
front of everyone's PJs to make sure they had nothing else on. Same
thing when changing for gym or sports. Either the sports master would
check no one had anything under their shorts or they had to check each
other. So like twice a day, someone would be looking under your shorts
or PJ bottoms to make sure they could see your stuff and it wasn't
hidden by anything as well as like everyone getting to see everything
in the showers every morning and night and after sports ! I told him
about all the crap I got from the other lads in the showers cos I was
the first to sprout pubes but he said I wouldn't have got that at his
school. Cos there were always older lads around like all the time and
you got to see them so often it wasn't a big deal to be bigger or have
hairs round it. It wasn't much fun if you didn't have any at all when
all your classmates did tho and he was like the dead opposite of me.
He didn't even start getting just a few round his until he was nearly
16. All the others had got some ages before. I asked him what happened
if it like went on the bone in front of the other lads cos that always
happened to me and everyone made fun of it. Again he said it wasn't a
big deal. Told me it was always amusing when they got woken up each
morning cos everyone had to get up immediately and go straight for a
shower. So if it was really stiff when you got woken up and had to get
out of bed then it would be poking out of your PJs and still sticking
right up when you got in the showers. Happened to the older lads quite
often but none of the younger lads would dare make fun of them.

All the talk of older lads, seeing them naked, stiff nobs and other
lads seeing your stuff had given me a monster stiff bone. As soon as
he'd seen the lump in me trousers he'd been playing with it while he
was talking. He told me that I'd have had lots of fun right from the
start when everyone saw I'd got some hairs round me nob. All of me
classmates would have been dead impressed when they saw it and would
probably want to mess around a bit. The older lads would definitely
have been very interested in messing around and wanking off with me.
After lights out there was usually loads of messing around. You'd be
trying to get to sleep and find someone had got out of their bed and
was feeling you up but you couldn't always tell who it was. It was
great fun doing the same thing. You'd often hear other lads wanking
and not just on their own. When some of the older lads were feeling
you up, if they knew or even just thought you could do it then they'd
wank you off. After you'd squirted your spunk you had to follow them
back to their bed and do the same to them. Occasionally one of the
seniors would come in the dorm at night and they'd feel you up as
well. Would even get in bed with you if they liked what they found and
wanted you to do it to them. If you were very lucky they'd tell you to
come back to their room. Juniors weren't allowed in the seniors rooms
at any time normally. He said he never got to do it but a few of his
mates did. You weren't really supposed to tell anyone else about it
but some did. All you saw was two lads with their nobs poking out of
their PJs when they opened the door to go out of the dorm but when one
came back ages later it would be soft and completely inside his PJs.

I'd got so horned up part way through when he was telling me about all
the messing around at night that I'd squirted a load in me pants and
he obviously knew that. It's kinda real hard not to make it like dead
obvious when you squirt and all that. I just couldn't help it even tho
he wasn't like wanking me properly but only playing around with me nob
through me trousers and stuff. He was obviously enjoying it as well
cos he was poking his trousers out bigtime. I got his nob out so that
I could play with it a bit before sucking it and he squirted almost
straight away. Like as soon as I got me mouth over the end of his nob
there was spunk everywhere. He suggested it might be a good idea to go
for a shower to get cleaned up as I'd spunked in me pants. Seemed like
a good idea so he took me to the bathroom. It hadn't been long since I
squirted but me nob was still well stiff when I'd got me uniform off
so he stripped as well and we both went in the shower. Was really good
esp when he did the fucking thing with his nob between me legs again
like we'd done just a few times before in the bogs. Way better doing
it in the shower when you're both like all wet and slippery so it
wasn't long before the spunk was squirting again. We also tried to
wash the mess out of me pants so it wouldn't be totally obvious what
it was if me mum saw stuff when she washed them. Was taking ages for
them to dry in front of the heater so he gave me a pair of shorts to
put on until they were mostly dry. When he told me they were the ones
he used to wear in the gym me nob went on the bone again real quick !
Looked dead good poking his shorts right out and he sucked me off
after a while. I Never stopped going to all the bogs and doing stuff
every day on the way home but I also went back to his flat plenty of
times after that. It was way better than just doing stuff quickly in
the bogs and he'd tell me loads more about being at boarding school.

Cos I'd kept on saying that I really wished I went to boarding school,
one time when I went to see him he'd found more of his old kit so we
could like pretend that I did.  The stripy PJs were just weird ! The
bottoms weren't even a sensible size with an elasticated waist like
the PJs I used to have or tracksuit bottoms were. They were big and
pretty baggy with a cord you had to tie at the front to hold them up.
It left this kinda opening so you could still get your nob out easily
if you needed a leak. The jacket wasn't anywhere near long enough to
cover anything much below your waist either so it didn't go down over
where the opening in the bottoms was at all. He showed me how one of
the older lads would check to make sure that you hadn't got anything
on underneath. Kinda pulling the opening apart while you were stood at
the end of the bed to make sure it was just your nob and stuff there.
Thinking of 12 lads standing by their beds while someone kinda looked
at everyone's stuff before anyone could get in bed got me real stiff
real soon. There was absolutely no way I could keep me nob in the PJs
after it got stiff either. It always ended up poking right out as soon
as I moved no matter how tightly I tied the cord or how much I tried
to keep it inside. Seeing other lads on the bone when they had to get
out of bed in the mornings must have been brilliant. He'd put PJs on
as well so I could try checking him and his nob was sticking out of
them almost as soon as it started getting stiff. Even while he was
stood still as well cos it would always stick straight out in front
rather than more kinda up whenever it was on the bone. There were two
beds in a big bedroom so we could draw the curtains and do the feeling
each other up in bed stuff as well. Did lots of things, virtually
everything he'd told me about, just like being there for real. Loads
and loads of fun with both of us wearing our school uniform, PJs,
sports kit, getting changed or naked doing other stuff in the shower.

But it wasn't just the four bogs down the park I regularly went to for
some fun with other guys either. I also pretty much found all of the
places in the area that I shouldn't really have gone anywhere near in
a very short space of time ! Almost every bog where stuff happened.
Everywhere where guys hung around looking for fun. The lorry park. The
bus station. Behind the football ground. Loads of different places
that had all been written about on a bog wall somewhere. The football
ground was dead good on match days as well of course cos there was
always like loads of lads and guys wearing footy kit or tracksuits.
Also, the bogs had this massive great long trough that was always
packed full of guys taking a leak even during the match. At half time
and the end of the match it was like almost everyone needed to be in
there having a leak. Apart from the fact that I really kinda liked
sports gear anyway, the best thing was you got to see loads more when
sneakily looking when taking a leak of course. Not just most of a nob
kinda poking out through a zip or whatever but like everything out on
show cos you gotta kinda pull the waistband of shorts and tracksuit
bottoms right down to get your stuff out over the top to have a leak !
All those guys with waistbands kinda held down with one hand or tucked
under their nuts or better still using the thumbs of both hands to
hold the waistband down. So, not only lots of guys in sports gear to
check out but plenty of nobs on display in the bogs and usually you
got to see their nuts as well but best of all you almost always got to
see exactly how hairy they were or weren't.

In the summer, the local beach was always good for showing off and
seeing if anyone kept looking at the lump in your shorts or whatever
as well. Me nob always kept going on the bone down the beach anyway
even when I was there on me own and it often meant someone would come
over and start chatting or be like looking at it a lot. Used to go
down there in the evening on me own or sometimes with me mates maybe
once a week when the weather was decent.  Always a good laugh mucking
about on the beach and in the sea anyway. There were also some bogs
down there that were good for checking guys out when taking a leak.
One of them had this fairly big changing room inside with showers as
well but the only problem was it used to get locked up quite early. If
you were down there early enough it was great tho.  Almost always
plenty to see if you timed it right and I used to kinda spend ages
changing, in the showers or getting dressed afterwards if it was busy.
Had some good fun in there more than a few times as well but usually
only if it was wasn't that busy of course. Sometimes it just kinda
happened when you like got chatting to someone getting changed or
showered but mostly it was when me nob was on the bone and I was
making out that I was trying to hide it while still letting them see
it. Also if someone had been obviously checking out the lump in me
shorts on the beach or had come over to chat, when I went off to get
changed they were usually like right behind me ! Wanking and messing
around in the showers was always one of me favourite places.

There were also some changing cubicle things parked right down by the
beach as well. Kinda like portaloo toilets but just for getting
changed in. Unlike the bogs with the changing room and showers you had
to pay to use them but they were great for going in for some fun with
someone cos it always looked totally innocent.  Absolutely no chance
of getting caught doing stuff or being interrupted either. Some even
had a few holes in them but dunno why cos it was like impossible to
look through them cos there was always so many other people wandering
about all the time. Even if I hadn't like already kinda found someone
interested in having some fun with what was under me shorts then there
was usually much the same bunch of guys on the beach in front of them
kinda watching all the guys going in to get changed every time I went.
If you were standing around by the cubicles like you were kinda
waiting then one or more of the guys hanging around on the beach would
usually come over and join you esp if you were showing at least a bit
of lump in your shorts or whatever you had on. Then all you needed to
do was kinda say you thought they were free so were waiting for
someone to come out at let you in without paying cos you didn't have
any money with you. It almost always meant them saying they were just
going to get changed and you could go in with them if you wanted to so
wouldn't have to wait any longer or pay. Also you could share with
your mates or other lads and then split the money saved to spend on
something else on the way home of course !

Had plenty of great wanks and stuff in them each summer with all kinda
different lads and guys as well as just with me mates. I think the
most we ever got in them was 4 of us at the same time. Considering
that they were really supposed to be for one person or maybe an adult
and a child at most, it was pretty silly but a real good laugh with so
many lads packed in. Was like everyone couldn't help touching everyone
else when they were trying to dump their kit, dry off and get all the
sand off themselves before getting dressed again. Usually ended up
with us all getting stark bollock naked then kinda trying to get the
sand off each other rather than off ourselves cos it was loads easier
to do it that way.  So that plus everyone still being way too close to
each other with at least some bits of your bod in contact with someone
else no matter how much you tried to avoid it pretty much always meant
I was never the only one on the bone. It might have been mostly just
me to start with unless we were actually going in there just to have
some fun anyway but even when it was only to get changed then it was
never usually that long before someone else got well stiff. Sometimes
like everyone did ! It always seemed like when you saw someone else on
the bone then your nob just kinda wanted to be same. Used to be just
like that in showers at school as well, it was hardly ever just me or
someone else on the bone. A few of the other lads would always start
getting stiff immediately they saw someone else was on the bone even
if they were like totally soft and dangly just before seeing it.

The other really really good place I found was this nudie beach that
was like an hour bus ride and then almost another hour walk away or
absolutely bloody ages cycling.  Didn't go there that often but defo
spent as much time as I could do down there in the summer holidays.
Always plenty of guys in the dunes behind the beach and virtually all
of them naked. Only found out what went on down there by accident when
a bunch of us went to the beach itself and I had to wander off into
the dunes cos I really did need a leak.  There was no bogs or anything
down there at all just a really good sandy beach miles from anywhere.
We all went back again a few times after that but most of me mates got
bored with it. Other than me, only one of them was really into getting
naked in the dunes anyway. The others weren't that interested so
sometimes didn't bother. So I ended up sneaking off down there as
often as I could either with me mate or on me own. It was always great
fun with me mate cos we got to generally muck around and play games
and stuff down there like we always did on the beach anyway but were
stark bollock naked as well. Really amazing feeling wandering around
naked all day or chasing each other around and stuff. Kinda wrestling
was defo brilliant fun. It pretty much guaranteed well stiff nobs even
on those rare occasions they hadn't been on the bone for ages anyway.
Always started off in the dunes right next to the beach itself cos it
was lots quieter there but no real surprise that there was usually a
few guys nearby pretty soon after we got there !

Generally mucking around down there was always fun but the best thing
was it was like 100% guaranteed action way back in the dunes. Used to
wander lots further back into the dunes later in the day, sometimes
putting shorts back on first, sometimes not. There was always guys
everywhere with stuff going on all over the place. Even if you still
had shorts on, guys would be like wandering past for a real good look
or stopping to chat and stuff no matter how well hidden in the dunes
you thought you were. What was amazingly good fun was if any of them
tried to talk you into getting naked as well and you just acted all
shy and embarrassed and stuff cos your nob was on the bone and like
poking your shorts bigtime. Then again it was just a much fun dumping
your shorts as soon as you found a good spot so those guys who could
see you saw your nob sticking straight up. At least one of them would
come over to say hi or ask if you wanted suncream putting on your back
or something. Totally brilliant being stark bollock naked, seeing so
many other naked guys and guys doing all kinda stuff, having lots of
guys looking at you and having plenty of fun with some of them.  Must
have left almost as many gallons of spunk down there over the years as
I did in the bogs down the park ! Don't think me mate was that far
behind either cos he never said no to anything either when he was able
to squirt spunk as well. Not just me and him messing around like usual
either.  He defo wasn't totally into guys like me but still let plenty
of guys down there suck or wank him off and even did the same to them.

So there was almost no end of places I knew of to have some seriously
good fun and I did, often. Well naughty but there ya go, I think me
nob was obviously bigger than me brain at the time !  Scouts was good
even when Jon left about a year later. Never really did that much with
anyone else but occasionally some good stuff happened at camps and
training courses. Got to see what almost all of the older lads had at
various times anyway even if it was just a quick glance at a morning
stiffy. It was always good when we were doing some activity with lads
from other troops tho. I even found out that someone in another class
in the same year at school was also in the scouts. I never knew that
until he just happened to be on the same training course as me one
time. That was a good weekend. In fact all the training courses were
good cos there was always lads from all the other local troops. If
there was more than 12 of us then we slept on the floor in the big
hut. If it was 12 or less then it was in this small kinda cabin with
12 bunks crammed inside and very little space. I already knew the lad
from school had a similar problem to me with being on the bone in the
showers way too often cos one of me best mates was in his class and
had told me that ages before. Had to find out if it was really true or
not. I did when he eventually went off for a shower thinking everyone
else who wanted one had already been. Very long story for another time
perhaps but suffice it to say me mate was dead right. The beaches were
only any good in the summer of course so that just left the park bogs
which were good at any time therefore very well used on a daily basis.

Was defo best really getting to mess around with someone in the lockup
or elsewhere. Showing off and stuff through holes and wanking yourself
off was good and all that but it just wasn't the same as actually
doing stuff with someone else. Did some really crazy things like going
off somewhere else in the park with guys, going in their car to some
real outta the way place, even back to houses and stuff. There were a
couple of other guys I used to go back with every now and again as
well as the guy who'd gone to boarding school. Even took me mate once.
Sometimes took a tent and spent the night in the dunes down the nudie
beach, telling me mum I was staying over at a mates place of course.
Did the same in some bushes down the park where guys used to hang
around at night a few times as well. You weren't allowed to camp at
either place of course but it was easy enough to get away with if you
were careful and found a good spot. Sometimes with me mate. Sometimes
on me own. But always with at least one extra body in the tent for
most of the time no matter how many were in it to start with !

I just loved playing with other lads and guys nobs and stuff providing
they were also well into playing with mine of course. Simple as that
really. Loved the way everyone's nob was different. Didn't matter if
it was long or short, thick or thin, cut or uncut, same kinda age as
mine or lots older. Just so long as it got plenty stiff and squirted
spunk that was all that really mattered. I loved the way everyone's
spunk came out differently as well. Sometimes squirting out really
fast and going everywhere like mine usually did sometimes more kinda
dribbling out slowly. Sometimes really thick and gooey sometimes much
more thin and watery. And I loved pubes. Whether they had loadsa hair
or just a bit like me, I really loved playing with it. Kinda funny to
think that many guys loved the fact I didn't have much hair and often
squirted me spunk way too quick. But I always wanted to be more like
them with at least a bit more hair and to have that well nice tingly
feeling in me nob and stuff for much longer before it squirted when
they sucked or wanked me. Could play with some guys nobs and stuff for
like ages before they squirted but mine was often feeling way too good
almost straight away. Even if I told them to kinda slow down or stop
for a bit cos I could feel me nob and stuff getting ready to squirt,
some guys just carried on and made it squirt real quick.

Difficult now to believe some of the totally stupid things I did back
then.  It was plenty bad enough going to cruisy places to start with
but going off somewhere with complete strangers even in daylight never
mind after it got dark was way more than a bit crazy really. God knows
what made it seem like such a real good and perfectly safe idea at the
time. Could so easily have ended up getting fucked senseless or even
something a lot worse but fortunately didn't. All good fun at the time
mind you.  I was one seriously horny and well naughty lad who was more
than happy to do just about anything to get off with a guy at least a
bit older than me so had something real nice to play with. I never
actually made the first move as such but definitely gave other lads
and guys like 1001 opportunities to start doing something with me and
was always up for returning the favour once we got started. Could have
got loads of guys into loads of trouble and very nearly did once
unfortunately. But other than that and maybe just 3 or 4 times when
things got a bit scary plus a couple of guys I would have no problem
beating over the head with something heavy if I ever saw them again,
everyone had a bloody good time so no big deal or any harm done. Apart
from a few breaks like when away studying and so on, the park bogs
were a major and daily part of my life from just before I was 12yo
until I was into me 30's. By then it had kinda quietened down a lot
and wasn't anywhere near as much fun but there were far better, much
easier and lots safer ways to find guys to have a good time with.





So there ya go. Loadsa stuff being done and loadsa fun being had
mostly in places I shouldn't ever have been doing it in and even when
I was way too young to have been doing it anyway ! If you've got this
far then I hope you enjoyed reading and if you were doing much the
same kinda things as me years ago then I hope you also had as much of
a good time as I did. Any comments, questions or even criticism would
always be good so do email me if you have something to say.  I'm kinda
thinking about writing more stories so if you did enjoy reading this
one then please let me know as it'll probably encourage me to get on
with it ! Any stories you have to tell or suggestions for what to
write about next would be welcome as well. Maybe I mentioned something
in passing that you'd like to read more about. Maybe I wrote just a
bit about something that sounded good but you really wanted to read
loads more about what happened to find out just how good it was at the
time. Maybe you did something good yourself and want to know if I did
anything similar and could write about it. I dunno, anything really,
just so long as I've been there done that then I can probably write
something you might like reading. Perhaps this particular story could
end up becoming the introduction to a series of short stories each
focusing on a specific encounter or some closely related encounters ?
This would mean that the story lines could be better developed, go
into a lot more detail and even have some proper dialogue between the
participants where appropriate. It's pretty much over to you guys
really. It's not my intention to write stuff just for own enjoyment
but to hopefully write something that you guys will really enjoy
reading as well. What (if anything) did you enjoy most in this story
and what would you like to read about next ?


But don't ask about or expect to read about me enjoying 12" cocks or
being fucked by loadsa guys one after the other cos that just didn't
ever happen. Likewise me doing stuff with lads when I was much older
cos that just didn't ever happen either. I sometime saw lads hanging
around and more when I was older of course which always used to make
me smile - in a "I know exactly what you're up to mate and hope you're
having just as much fun doing it as I did" kinda way ! But I never did
anything or got involved in any way even if some lad was showing his
stuff off and obviously looking to have some fun with it. It just
didn't feel right at the time even tho I'd done exactly the same and
more when I was their kinda age. It's always been lads and guys who
were at least a bit older than me that I was really interested in. I
don't think I'm a 'real' writer as such as I can't easily write about
things that I have absolutely no experience of. I always find that
there just has to be some memory hidden away somewhere no matter how
distant to provide a framework to build on. But if there's something
good fun and I've either done it or done something very similar then
there's almost certainly a story just waiting to be written ! Other
than that you're probably going to have look elsewhere for stories
about things that I haven't done and am not likely to ever do.