From: kataka@hotmail.com (kataka)
Subject: Trespasser in the Toilet (m/b)
Date: Fri, 07 Feb 1997 22:27:17 GMT

DISCLAIMER/WARNING:

The following story contains material of an explicit sexual nature,
involving consentual relations between boys and/or boys and men. 
All events and persons contained in this story are purely
fictional and do not represent the actions of actual persons. 
Do not read or download if you are offended by such material or if 
you are a minor and do not make it available to anyone not of legal 
age.

The story is snipped from a magazine: BOYS WHO SEDUCE No. 2. This
magazine was bought in England in late 70's. It does not contain any
publisher or author, so I can not give credit to anyone. 


Trespasser in the Toilet (m/b)

The office clock told John that it was seven o'clock. Overtime
was over for another day. During his four years with the firm
where he had worked since leaving school at sixteen, he had lost
count of the hours of overtime that he had earned. All the other
people in the office were much older, mostly married, and they
were always anxious to go home at 5. John didn't mind though,
particularly at the moment, as he was saving up this year for a
holiday abroad.

John finished checking all the doors and windows and was at the
main door when he decided to pay a visit before going out. So he
put the latch down which locked the door from his side and
pushed through the doors into the large toilet. Just inside he
stopped, startled. Someone was already in there. A boy dressed
in school blazer and navy blue trousers was peeing into one of
the urinals - the toilet was fitted with those individual type
basins. The boy, also startled, looked round at John, swinging
his body as he did so and momentarily sending a stream of piss
over the side of the basin.

He went slightly red as John spoke. 'This isn't a public
pisshole kid!' The boy apologised. 'I was going home from
school. I stayed late with some of the other kids helping one of
the teachers get something ready. I was dying for a piss and I
knew there were toilets in this block that you can get into
sometimes after the offices are closed.'

As John began to pee the kid finished. He had a funny feeling of
excitement as he glanced at the schoolboy's little dick, with
its pointed foreskin and the little droplets of yellow liquid
appearing at the very point. The boy waggled his prick about and
shook out the droplets. 'What's your name?' The boy grinned up
at John and seemed in no hurry to put his weapon away. 'Danny'
he said, still grinning. Suddenly, the boy drew back his
foreskin a little and lifted his prick as if to shake the last
droplets out. John realised that the boy's cock was bigger than
it had been a few seconds ago. The realisation made his own
prick grow. Danny said 'I always play with it when I go to the
toilet.' Then anxiously added 'Is anyone else likely to come in?'

John, his voice rather shaky reassured him. Danny grinned again.
'Well . . . .' He looked down at John's now very hard cock and
said. 'Hope mine gets as big as that when I grow up.' John was
engulfed in hot fire that came from inside his stomach. His
heart pumped away and his mouth was dry. He zipped himself up
and told Danny to put his away. The boy obeyed and looked sulky.
He murmured 'I thought . . . I thought . . . ' John said sharply
'Don't worry, kid. I'm having every drop of spunk out of you
before you leave here. You are making spunk I s'pose. How old
are you?' The boy said defiantly 'I'm fourteen. 'Course I'm
making it.' John realised suddenly what a pretty boy Danny was.

John felt a lot more mature than his twenty years. 'Righto,
sonny. Since we won't be disturbed I'm going to take all your
clothes off.' Danny looked apprehensive. His large grey eyes
opened wide. 'What . . . you gonna strip me . . . everyfing?'
Fearing all at once that he might have gone too far. John leant
forward and put both his arms round the young shoulders. 'You'll
enjoy it much better naked. Imagine my hand running over your
belly and into your crotch . . ' Danny pressed himself into
John's arms and sighed. 'O.K. But you gotta undress, too!' John
ran his fingers over the youngsters flies and felt a very hard
little lump there. Fiercely, he hissed, 'Don't worry I intend
to.'

The boy was wearing laceless casual shoes and now kicked them
off. Hurriedly he took off his jacket and tie. 'That's enough'
John called. 'Now, come and stand in front of me'. The kid did
as he was told. He was wearing a white shirt and John's fingers
fumbled excitedly over the buttons. He could feel the warmth of
the boy's body and through the thin material his hand brushed
over the kid's ribs.

The shirt fell to the floor revealing a red singlet. Danny had
slim arms but they were quite strong, as were his beautifully
shaped shoulders. His flesh was a light pink and of course very
smooth. Danny swallowed noisily and John asked, 'Scared?' The
boy shook his head. 'No, I just want to. .. 'and suddenly he
started unbuttoning John's shirt. His movements were hurried and
he almost ripped the garment in his haste. John wore no vest and
his young man's chest and stomach became the focus of Danny's
attention. But not for long because John was now pulling down
the zip on the youngster's trousers. As the runner approached
the hard little lump amidships of his flies, Danny drew in his
hips obviously anxious to avoid damage to his horny little
prick. The trousers dropped to the floor and Danny kicked them
aside.

The kid's underpants were a brighter red than his vest. They
were fairly brief with a fly slit that now bulged but revealed
nothing of the hot and anxious boy's flesh beneath. There was
discolouration at the front and John's hard cock seemed to put
on another inch as he thought of all the little dribbles of
boy's piss that had diluted the colour of his underpants.

His musings were disturbed by Danny. 'Now yours' and at the same
time the boy started tugging at John's fly zip. It so happened
that the zip had been damaged recently at the cleaners and was
not easy to handle. Danny frowned as his other hand came up to
assist soon John was kicking his trousers off. He was now naked
except for his blue, bulging and very brief underpants.

Danny's small hands grasped the bulge sending shocks of
unbearable pleasure shooting all over John's body. The boy
looked up and grinned broadly. 'I like you.' John had to push
him away or he would have come his lot then and there. He took
the boy in his arms and crushed him to his own body. The
youngster exhaled, his lips were level with the base of John's
neck and his boy's breath was like an aphrodisiac. The warmth of
his young, hard body seemed to soak into John. Still holding
Danny firmly with one arm he let his other arm find and lift up
the bottom of the kid's vest and then climb up the young
trembling spine.

Danny gave a loud 'Oooooooo . . . . 'and John became aware that
his fever hot boy's hands had forced their way down the front of
his pants and were squeezing his nob. He almost screamed with
sheer joy. John closed his eyes and was lost in a sensual,
searing paradise too wonderful to be borne. Aburptly he was
brought back to reality by the knowledge that his loins were
cool. His briefs had been pushed down his legs and little Danny
was exclaiming. 'Christ, your bigger than I thought.'

John got rid of his briefs and with one pull had the boy's vest
off. His chest, like his arms was slim but well built. His
little black nipples now stood out firm and agressive. The
boy-flesh was completely smooth and his skin seemed to shine
with that transparency peculiar to young boys. John bent forward
and sucked at one ofthe nipples. Out of the corner of his eye as 
he was doing this, he saw the bulge in the kid s pants jump. 
Danny sighed. 'That's lovely' he murmured.

John let his tongue explore the nipple for a minute or two
before moving his mouth to the next. Danny had his arms round
John's neck and was virtually hanging there. He almost
whispered; 'If you keep doing that, I'll come' John thought.
'So will I' and the kid still had his pants on!

Gently he disengaged himself from the warm, clinging arms and
knelt down in front of this delightful kid. He took hold of the
elastic of the little red pants and slowly, slowly pulled them
down. Danny's hard dick popped out as the pants were drawn down.
'His balls, very pink and small but well formed followed. John
took great pleasure in placing the discarded boy's pants on top
of his own on the floor nearby.

He told Danny to open his legs. The boy obeyed willingly. John
reached round and closed his hands round the kid's bum cheeks,
which were hard and trembling. Then John leaned forward slightly
and took the eager boy-cock into his mouth.. As he did so, Danny
gasped. His arse went rigid. The muscles making little jerking
movements. His hands found and rested on John's head twitching
among his ample hair.

The boy's prick moved in John's mouth as Danny contracted his
muscles. His tongue ran round the exposed part of the adolescent
nob. This seemed to send Danny mad. He was almost crying and
blurted out 'Please suck me... please oh please suck me...'

John sucked. Danny's prick was hot in his mouth. The boy's hips
were thrusting forward quicker and quicker. The movements became
so violent that his cock almost slipped from the greedily
gobbling mouth. Suddenly Danny gave a sobbing gasp, Uh.. uh..
I'm comm' o..o.. fuck its coming'.

And then John felt the hot, thick bitter sweet taste of the
fourteen year old boy's spunk surging at the back of his throat.
His mouth was full of the essence of this kid's boyhood.

After a long, long time Danny unwillingly withdrew his cock.
There were still some white droplets dribbling from it. John
stood up and clasped the boy to him. He tried to push his own
prick between Danny's legs. Too late. Instead, he pressed his
already jerking weapon against the boy's stomach. As he crushed
him once again in his arms he felt his own hot juice burning out.

After that they both had to go over to the washbasins and clean
up. In the months that followed no doubt Danny's mother must
have concluded that her son was a very good boy indeed, judging
by how many evenings a week he stayed at school to help the
teachers!