Date: Wed, 27 Jul 2005 22:35:28 -0400
From: joseph green <grassofhome@hotmail.com>
Subject: Gay/young friends/Royaled Off part 3

Chapter three - Middlesex

We washed up at the sink and made our way to the terminal. Someone else was
in my seat in the corner so we went to the bar and we ordered what ever we
wanted for the next thirty minutes when the terminal was empty once again.

I whispered into his ear, "you need to go to the bathroom?"

Just before we got to the door a boy of about 14 stepped in fount of us.  My
little friend whispered to me, "Follow my lead."

The 14 year lad stepped to the center urinal and began to do his business.
I went to the one on his left and the lad went to the one on his right.  The
instant I hung out my tool my lover boy said louder than was necessary, "Is
that real.  Is that a real dick?  I never seen one that big.  Can I touch
it?"

I laughed because I could tell where this was going and I figured the boy
between us would have to look.  I replied, "you can touch it as long as your
not queer about it, or nothing'".

Instead of reaching around the back of the guy between us he reached right
in fount of us while he was still peeing.  By now my little lover had his
dick out and it was hard and pointing right at the 14 year old dick.  My
friend handled me for only a second and offered it to the other boy.  The
other boy never let his eyes go off my eight inches.  He just stood their
frozen.  My friend took his hand and pulled it off his own dick and moved it
to my rod.  Then My friend said, "Make it hard. I want to see it hard."
This was no trick seeing this new hand was slowly foundling my goods.  My
friend noticed the middle boy was done pissing and began handling him.

The middle boy smiled at him and leaned in to kiss him.  They gave each
other a polite dry kisses for a few seconds when I began touching the new
dick.  He opened his stance and lowered his shorts a bit so his balls fell
out. They were hairy and dark.  I felt them only once before I started
stroking him off.  He stopped kissing my friend and started stroking my
monster.

We were interrupted by the familiar sound of the squeaking bathroom door.
An older British voice asked from behind us, "Every thing OK Mort?"  Our new
playmate replied, "Yaah Da, every t'ings fine."  He left with his dad and we
went into the handicap stall again.