Date: Sun, 26 Sep 2021 07:22:52 -0400 From: Colin Dadsucker Subject: The Restroom Game The Restroom Game by Colin Boysucker This is just a story for fun! My husband and I play this game in public restrooms. I figured I'd tell you about it. I'm 45 years old with a stocky build and salt and pepper hair and beard. I guess you could call me a daddy bear. My husband Neil is a lot younger than me, 24 to be exact. He's tall and thin with blond hair and green eyes, and used to be a "young friend" of mine when he was 11 and we've been together ever since. Here's how we play our game. The local kid-oriented pizza place is one of those kinds with ball pits and ticket games. Basically catnip for young boys (and girls, I suppose). The "little boys room" has a bank of three urinals with no dividers between them. Must have been designed by a boylover! So Neil and I each stand at one of the outer urinals and stroke our hard cocks. Mine is just a hair under 7" and Neil's is a bit shorter but just beautiful, with a nice cut red head on it. If a man steps up to the middle urinal, Neil and I zip up and step away. We're not interested in other men! But if it's a boy, ideally one in the 9 to 12 year old age range, we stroke and moan. The game used to be to guess which one of us he would stare at first, but we've moved beyond that. Now the game is to see which of us will get to touch the boy's penis first. Or alternatively, which penis of ours the boy will touch first. Boys that age are so horny and don't usually have an outlet to explore, so one of these two scenarios almost always occurs. Let me tell you about last week. There was a boy's 10th birthday party going on, so we knew that we would get to play our game. As usual, we took our positions at the outer urinals and began stroking. I admired my young husband's pretty cock and remembered when he was just a young lad himself, having a dry cum in my mouth. All these years later, his gorgeous penis was throbbing, in anticipation of corrupting some young boy, the same way that I had corrupted him and introduced him to the sordid world of pedo sex. I heard the men's room door creak open and I turned my head to see who was coming in. As luck would have it, the newly 10 year old birthday boy came into the restroom. He was small for his age and rail thin. There was a plastic gold crown on top of his messy brown hair and he had the cutest freckles and long, pretty eyelashes. The boy was wearing a pair of green elastic waist shorts and a blue t-shirt that declared "I'm the Birthday Boy!" The boy looked a little startled seeing two grown men at the urinals and I could see him thinking about pissing in one of the stalls. But then his horniness got the better of him, and not wanting to pass up the chance to see some full grown cocks, the boy stepped up to the middle urinal. This was our cue. Once he had pulled his little shorts down around his knees, Neil and I began stroking our erect cocks, stepping back from our urinals to give the boy the best possible look at us. His tiny hairless penis stuck out a little, not hard yet but just sticking out the way that some boys do. I had a full view of his smooth milky pubis and wrinkled sac that hadn't descended yet and clung to his body. Then his penis started to grow as he watched Neil and I stroke ours. We watched with fascination as his purple head started expanding and his shaft extended to his full 3 inches. The boy started rubbing his tiny erection, mimicking the motions of Neil and me. "That's it, birthday boy," I purred. "Jerk your 10 year old cock for us. Good boy!" His thumb and two fingers were squeezing and stroking, his arrow head getting even harder and more purple with every stroke. I stepped closer to him, my hard man cock pointed at his hard boy penis. Neil did the same thing, both of us hoping to be the first one to touch his penis or have him touch ours. The lad didn't know which way to face, the younger twink cock or the older daddy bear dick. It was really suspenseful! Then the boy reached over and wrapped his little hand around Neil's beautiful cock, running his little fingers over the head and squeezing his shaft. I couldn't blame him! I had lost the game, but there are really no losers in the restroom game. Everyone's a winner! To celebrate all this winning, I reached over and took the boy's three inches in my hand while he fondled Neil's six incher. I tickled under his balls and made him giggle before I worked his little penis. He gave off little moans as I rubbed him, pleasing him with my expert boy pleasuring experience. He rubbed Neil faster as I masturbated him, bringing him to a dry cum that made his knees weak. "How would you like to feel something even better than that?" Neil asked the boy. "I should get back to my party," he replied. "It will only take two minutes," I added. "You wouldn't want to miss the best feeling you've ever had just because of two minutes!" The boy agreed that sounded reasonable and followed us into the handicapped stall. "Two minutes," he repeated. "Then I need to get back out there." "You got it. Two minutes," Neil said. Neil and I both dropped down to our knees in front of the naked boy. Neil looked at me and I nodded. We had a system worked out. Neil took the boy's member into his mouth while I bathed his balls with my tongue. Neil was sucking hard, given our short window of time, flattening his head between his tongue and the roof of his mouth. Meanwhile, I was licking the child's hairless sac, working the tip of my tongue into the crevices of his balls and in the valleys between his balls and legs. The boy began moaning and thrashing around, never having experienced pleasure like this before. "I'm getting the feeling!" he panted. "Here it comes! It feels soooo gooooood!" He cried out in orgasmic ecstasy and his little body slumped against us. He was spent after two mind blowing orgasms in the space of five minutes. I wiped off our saliva with some toilet paper and he pulled his shorts back up. I patted him on the butt and told him "happy birthday!" He said thanks and left to rejoin his party. On our way out the door, Neil and I waved at our new young friend, surrounded by a bunch of his cute 10 year old friends. I wondered which boy would get the benefit of a nice blowjob from the birthday boy later! We had taught him well! That's my story. If you enjoyed it, shoot me an email at dadsuckercolin@gmail.com and don't forget to donate to Nifty to keep stories like this one cumming!