Date: Thu, 10 Dec 2020 10:49:26 +0000 From: Tom UK Subject: Village Toilets - 2 Adult/Youth I`d love to hear your feedback on this story, you can message me anytime at tomukis2@protonmail.com. I am also happy to support other authors, new or experienced, in any way I can. Thank you for all the messages of support from my other stories – it has been great to connect with you guys. This story involves sex between a young teenage boy and older men. If you are offended by this sort of material, then please read no further. Sex with underaged boys is illegal and I do not recommend it. Don't forget to donate to nifty! Village Toilets 2 By Tom UK I couldn't get the events of the day out of my head. I'd enjoyed exposing myself to George in the garden and wanted to do it again. I was sure it had been him in the village toilets, I had touched and sucked on his cock and it made me hard every time I thought about it. My new house had three floors and my room was at the top, in the roof. I had a window out front and one to the side too. The side one overlooked George's house. From where I stood, I could see a similar third-floor window opposite, a window half-way down where I could make out a bed, and I could see a section of the garden too. It had gotten dark by now and I could see a bare bulb hanging through the room opposite in what must have been a landing in George's house. Having already said goodnight to my mum and dad, I was happily wandering around my bedroom naked. I had a lamp on and got excited at the thought that George may go upstairs in his house and see me in my room. Every few minutes I would walk past the window and check out if anyone was there. Around 10.00 pm, I saw a shadow appear through the darkened room opposite. I quickly stood back a little from the window and made sure the light of my room spilt onto my smooth body. I stretched, lifting my arms up high while trying desperately to see if my display was being watched. The landing light went out. The room opposite was plunged into darkness, but I could just make out some of the room from the streetlights below – it felt as if someone was there. I turned and bent over as if to pick something off the floor but actually revealing my sweet teenage ass to whoever might be looking. I spread my legs a little and let my balls and cock hang. Standing up, I turned and thought I could make out a shadow not far from the window. I moved closer to see but as I did, if someone had been there, they disappeared. I was disappointed until I saw the light come on from the middle window a floor below. I could see some of the room and half of the bed. It looked kind of like a guest room, all neatly done. My hand found my hard dick and I slowly began pulling my skin back and forth, excited to see what would happen next. George walked across the room and out of my sight. My heart skipped a beat and my cock pulsed. He walked back again and into my view. He was wearing grandpa slippers and a tartan robe. As he sat on the edge of the bed, his robe fell over his knees, exposing his thighs. Even though he was an older bloke, he still had muscle tone to his legs and they were tanned from the summer sun already. By now my hand was pumping my dick and I reached up to pinch my nipple; something I had recently discovered made me feel even better. George looked up to my window and I jumped back out of view. I slowly edged back to the window frame and looked again. George had opened his robe and was now slowly stroking his big man cock, giving me a full display. I was so horny watching him and wanked faster and faster feeling my climax nearing. George laid back on the bed so I could see him pulling his hard cock, pleasuring himself. I remembered what it was like to feel his dick and that intoxicating smell from earlier that day. As I remembered rubbing my dick on his my climax peaked, and I ejaculated all over my carpet. George was still masturbating in the room below – perhaps he was remembering the load of my cum that covered it earlier that day? Whatever was happening here, it was ON with me and George! I pulled my curtains together and flopped onto my bed, spent and tired from a day of discovery and fun. I awoke the next morning on my front and humped my mattress with my morning wood. My little boy cock just couldn't get enough attention and it felt like I was horny all the time. It was around 9.30 and I could already see the sun shining through the gap in my curtains. It was going to be a hot day and I wanted to lay out naked in the garden, book a haircut and maybe visit the village toilets again. I pulled on some boxers and went downstairs. Mum had left a note saying she'd be back around 3.30 pm and that I was to mow the grass. She'd also left a fiver for me to get a haircut. I ate some cereal and decided I would get the grass done first thing so I could take it easy for the rest of the day. I went upstairs, brushed my teeth and changed into a tight pair of cut-off denim shorts. I liked how the fabric felt against my bare ass cheeks how my little cock rubbed up against the zipper from the inside. I figured I didn't need anything else on as I was just in the garden. I went outside and the sun was already high in the sky and felt warm on my skin. We had a small but pretty good petrol push along and I was happy to cut the lawn as one of my chores. I went to the shed and grabbed the mower and the collector that hung on the back. As I came back out of the shed, I heard a whistle from over the fence which meant George was out in his garden too. My pulse quickened as I recalled watching him wank off on the bed last night. I wanted to watch him again and to try sucking his big old grandad cock too. I called out, "Morning George," and in less than a minute his face was peeping over the top of the fence. "Morning Danny – how are you today? You look lovely in those shorts." He said, beaming at me. "I'm fine thanks, George, how are you?" "Oh, you know, doing ok. It's going to be hot today Danny eh? I'm just in my shorts too. What are you up to?" "Just got to mow the lawn for mum then try and get a haircut – do you know anywhere?" At this point, I pulled my shorts up a little to tighten them around my dick, which was slowly starting to swell as George watched me. The outline of my teen cock was now clearly on display. "Yes, there is the Village Barber – it is tucked away a little towards the bottom of town just on left after the T-junction. They are very good in there and not too expensive either. Make sure that sun doesn't burn your lovely skin today Danny." He said. "OK, that sounds good George thanks. And yeah, I'll be careful." With that, I attached the collector to the back of the mower, flicked the start switch and pulled on the starter cable. I exaggerated my movement with my legs wide apart and using a long sweeping pull of the cable. I thought George might like to watch and I smiled to myself at the small performance. The engine sparked into life first go and I was all set. George gave me a small wave and ducked back behind the fence. As I walked up and down the lawn with the mower, my mind was working overtime figuring out how I could see George again. I wanted to see his cock again so badly and feel its warmth in my hand. After I had done about half the lawn, I stopped the engine to empty the collector. I decided this was my chance. I returned to the mower and pulled the starter cable, but this time I deliberately didn't put the effort in. It stuttered. I pulled again this time only half-way, causing it to fail again. I opened the choke knowing full well this would flood the engine and tried again. I closed the choke and tried one last time, hearing the engine splutter but failing. "Having trouble Danny?" A familiar voice said. George was at the fence again. "I couldn't help hearing the mower not starting." "I don't know what's wrong with it," I said meekly. My plan was going well. "Hmm, if you like, I could pop around and take a look?" George offered. "That would be great George, thanks – I'll open the side gate for you." As I walked around the side of the house, I unzipped my shorts so that the fly was open, revealing my wispy pubes. I unbolted the side gate and there was George, in an old pair of blue shiny nylon running shorts. He was a stocky build, but not much fat and a tanned torso with some grey chest hair. My eyes were immediately drawn to his crotch where I saw a hefty bulge. The hem of the shorts was really high up his leg and I thought that he would only have to squat down, and his junk would come tumbling out. The thought made my dick swell and harden. George cleared his throat and broke my trance-like state and smiled. "Shall I take a look then or stand here waiting?" He said, smiling again. "Yes, yes of course, sorry," I mumbled. I turned and felt George next to me. He moved his arm across my back and rested it on my shoulder as we walked towards the mower. I could feel his warmth, his strength and took in his musky scent. I was completely transfixed and hoping he felt the same. "I'm sure we'll get it started in no time." He said. "Why don't you show what you were doing?" I leant forward to grab the pull cord of the motor. George moved in close behind me to look over my shoulder. He gently placed his hand on my waist to steady himself and I could feel his body touching mine from behind. I turned my head slightly to see him. "I hope this is ok?" He said. "It will help me see what you are doing." "It's fine, I like the feel of you stood there," I replied. I felt George's hand on my waist pulling me into him as I leant forward to pull the cord. I gave it a firm pull but not the full extension, knowing it would fail. I could feel George move with me and his hardening cock was obvious against my ass cheeks. I too was hard now and my dick was straining at the front on my shorts. "Let's try again shall we?" George said. "This time I'll hold the pull cord with you so you can get a feel for it". He slid his hand down and I felt his strong grip encase my hand and the grip. "Ready?" He asked. "Yes," I said. And with that George pressed his whole body into mine and pulled hard on the starter cord. As he did, the mower engine sparked in life and I felt myself overbalance backwards onto George who in turn fell back too. We landed in a heap, George on his back and me on my back between his legs, laughing at ourselves. George's legs wrapped around me gently. "You OK Danny?" He said tenderly. I slowly turned myself between his legs to face him. By now our crotches were touching and I could feel myself leaning and starting to grind into him. "I...I...I'm fine." I spluttered, nervous about what was happening and how I was feeling. George looked me deep in the eyes and said: "I'm ok too. And this feels really nice, doesn't it? Come and lay on my chest while you recover." I lowered myself onto his broad, tanned, and hairy chest. His hands ran down my back and sent shivers all over me. He reached my small tight ass cheeks and pulled them into him even more, squeezing our cocks together. I ran my hand over his chest and brushed over his nipple. It tightened and I went back to it, gently twisting it between my finger and thumb. I looked up to see George smiling down at me like a giant kindly bear. "You are lovely Danny. Shall we take our shorts off?" George said. "Perhaps we ought to go to my room?! I replied. "I'd like that very much, Danny. What if your mum comes home early?" "Don't worry, I'll say I was showing you my Star Wars Lego, she knows I love it." With that, I turned off the mower. "Follow me," I said and winked at George. He walked beside me gently running his fingers across my back as we headed inside. My dick was straining and tenting in my shorts. We went up the stairs and into my room. As I turned around, George pulled me close and kissed me on the lips. I felt his tongue pushing against my mouth and opened it, relishing in the warm pressure from his lips. "Let me see that lovely body of yours, Danny." He said and began to undo my shorts. With the zip already undone, they fell to the floor quickly and I stood there naked in front of him. His hands ran over my flat chest and slim stomach, warm and sensuous. He went onto his knees as his hands ran up my pale thighs. My dick twitched in anticipation as I could feel his breathing over my balls. I placed my hands on his head and pulled him closer, he opened his mouth and I trembled as his tongue licked from ball sack all slowly up to the tip of my dick. It circled the top and pushed down into my foreskin and it felt incredible. "Oh God, George yes," I said. He took my stiff 5 inches in his hot mouth and continued to swirl his tongue around my helmet. It felt rough and smooth and wet and hot and just so damn good. I started pushing my cock into his mouth and pulling out again. I was on autopilot and the most amazing feelings rushed through my body. George was squeezing my pale white bum in his strong hands and holding my closer to his face as he took all of me in his mouth. A finger pushed against my asshole and I responded by pushing back onto it, wanting more and more. "George...I think I am going to..." I called out between my moans of pleasure. But George didn't stop. He held me close and repeated the swirling of his tongue as he moved his head up and down my little stiffy. There was no stopping it as I felt the rush of climax reach every part of me. "Oh, God, George, oh fuck, yes!" I cried out as the intense wave of pleasure coursed through my body and my cock exploded into George's mouth. Pulse after pulse of cum went down his throat until finally the sensitivity got too much and I pulled away. My legs were quivering, and my dick felt awesome. "Wow George, that was amazing," I said. "It truly was Danny, I really enjoyed it." He replied. I decided to be brave, "Can I try that on you?" I said. "I'd like that very much Danny, my boy. I really would. But I must get back home otherwise Anne will wonder where I have got to. Thank you for our time together. I hope you will be happy to keep it a secret just between us?" "Of course, George, and I hope we can do it again soon," I said. He started pulling his shorts on and headed for the door. "I hope so too young Danny. You really are a very special boy." And with that, he headed out of my room and back to his own house next door. I was super pumped. What George had done to me was the best thing I had ever felt, and I wanted to feel it again and again. I also really wanted to try out the technique I had just experienced on someone else too. I wanted to suck my first cock and I knew just the place to go. It was midday by now and I was hungry, so I made myself a sandwich and had a glass of coke. I went outside and finished the lawn and tidied everything away before grabbing a t-shirt and heading into the village. I walked for a while and found the Village Barber George had mentioned. The place was slightly set back from the road and through the windows, I could make out a couple of old-fashioned barber chairs. One was occupied by a large bloke but the other was empty so I thought I might get a walk-in appointment. "Hi, I was wondering if I could get my haircut?" I asked. A tallish bloke with soft-looking wavy hair and metal-rimmed glasses stopped what he was doing and looked over to me. "Hi, yeah sure, what is your name?" He asked. "Danny. Erm, can you do it now?" I said. "Hi Danny, can you give me 20 minutes? Pop back then and I'll fix you up." I noticed his eyes fall momentarily to my cut-off shorts. "OK, I'll be back in a bit." I left the shop thinking 20 minutes would be perfect. I wanted to visit the toilets again and see if I could get my chance to taste another man's dick. In a few minutes, I was crossing the road again towards the Gents entrance to the Village toilets. Even though the sun was shining, somehow the toilets still seemed gloomy. The windows were stained and dirty and the familiar smell of stale pee and disinfectant blocks hung in the air. My heart started beating a little faster, and as I entered it was like all noises from outside became muffled or silenced. To the left was a room with the old tall Victorian-style urinals. I could see a man stood with his back to me. He had work clothes on; black trousers and a smart short-sleeved shirt. He had black hair that was in a mullet style. I could see his right arm moving up and down as if shaking his dick after weeing, only it seemed more rhythmic and he wasn't stopping. He must be having wank I thought, and the idea made me instantly hard. I looked to the right where the cubicles were and noticed that the one I was in yesterday and the one next to it both had the door shut which meant there must be people in there. I went into the third cubicle as silently as I could and locked the door. I stood there feeling small and nervous about what I was doing. It felt seedy in here. Graffiti adorned the walls offering telephone numbers for `Anal' or `TV fun'. The back of the door had streaks and stains from about halfway down that ran in long crusty looking lines. I just figured it was dirt and scum from the age of the building. There weren't as many pictures in this cubicle and it looked like some attempt had been made to erase or cover up the permanent markers. I turned to the toilet and could see a hole in the wall, just like the one yesterday. I slowly pulled my shorts down revealing my young hard cock and sat down on the seat. I peered as discreetly as possible through the hole and could see the knees and thighs of someone else sat there. Their skin was pale and the hair was thick and dark. I edged and leaned forward a little so I could see more. I followed the line of the thigh and saw, clear as day, a man wanking his cock slowly up and down. He had a dark hairy bush of pubes that spread out to the tops of his thighs. His cock was uncut and the skin looked much tighter than mine was. The tip of his cock glistened with pre-cum and I realised that I already had my hand on my own dick rubbing it up and down in time with the bloke I was watching. The man leant forward on his seat and I realised pretty quick that he wanted to watch me too. I liked that and responded by widening my legs and sitting back. I switched to wanking with my left-hand so he had a clear view of my 5-inch cock and thin wispy pubes. I was getting so horny now and thought I would cum but knew I wanted to suck his cock first. I leant forward a little and then, to my surprise, he tapped two fingers on the edge of the hole and sort of beckoned me. This was all so new to me, but I understood and got up from the seat. I edged myself closer to the partition and placed my cock through the hole. It felt so weird at first and I was scared something awful might happen, but then I felt the warm wetness of a mouth sucking on my dick. I shivered at the feeling and the man rapidly picked up his pace sucking me fast and hard. I got real close to cumming but pulled back beforehand; I wanted to suck his cock before I orgasmed. I sat back down and tapped the hole with my own fingers. The man stood and I watch as a hairy cock poked its way through the hole. I opened my mouth and licked around the tip of his cock, tasting the pre-cum that was covering it. His foreskin was tight around his helmet and I pushed my tongue under it. He moaned and I knew he liked what I was doing. More pre-cum spilt from his dick in thick droplets. I licked them up and savoured the sweet taste and slickness. I opened my mouth and moved it to cover his cock. I remembered what George had done to me earlier and swirled my tongue around the head as I sucked and bobbed my head up and down the shaft. He moaned again and I felt his cock swell. I carried on sucking as he moved his cock in and out of my mouth. I was wanking my own little dick too and overcome with the thrill and excitement of what was happening. I felt the man tense and suddenly my mouth was filled with hot spurts of cum as he climaxed. I coughed a little and it oozed out of my mouth and dribbled onto the floor. He pulled back from my mouth and I was left with cum on my tongue. I swallowed and had my first experience of the salty creaminess of adult cum. I jerked my cock one more time and stood up as I spurted my own load, which came in long ropes and hit the back of the door. "Oh, fuck," I blurted out as I shuddered under the intensity of my orgasm. I grabbed some toilet roll to clean up my dick, pulled up my shorts and watched as my load dribbled down the wall, adding another layer to the grim crust that was already there. The man in the stall next to me had already gone so I flushed the loo, unlocked the door and headed out. As I left, I glanced at the urinals again. The man was still there, only this time he had turned to me and was smiling as he openly wanked his cock in front of me. "Sounds like you had fun." He whispered. I half smiled, awkwardly realising the noise I had made. "Yeah." I said, "It was." I left the darkened gloom of the toilets with the relaxed glow and confidence that roll through you after an orgasm. I had loved every minute of the day so far and reckoned that this could be the best summer yet. With a skip in my step, I headed back to the barbershop to get my haircut. I looked in the window before entering and saw that the man from earlier was gone, leaving just the barber in there. I opened the door and said, "Hi, I came back to get my hair done." The kindly looking man turned and smiled at me, gesturing for me to sit in the chair. "Come and sit little-one, I want to hear all about you." He said. I hope you enjoyed this story, you can message me (your pictures are always welcome too) at tomukis2@protonmail.com with any feedback.