Date: Sun, 22 May 2022 06:11:54 +0000
From: cavpark74@protonmail.com
Subject: Cottaging fail (encounters)

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Going cottaging is not always easy and sometimes not successful at all.
At 21 in the early nineties and still living at home, Sunday mornings
were my time to jump in the car and go cruising for cock.
I've never considered myself as gay or bi but since I was 14 I'd been
obsessed with public toilets and spying on cocks and by 21 had a few
encounters with men, sucked a couple and had a few blowjobs. I was
therefore well and truly hooked.
Sunday mornings back then meant mostly all the shops were closed and town
centres were deserted. If you saw a guy in a toilet, good chance he was
after the same thing.
So I showered, put on my baggy black tracksuit bottoms on (no underwear)
and a white t shirt and jumped in my crappy old fiesta and headed for
town.
I loved my loose trackies as when I had a semi people could always see
the shape of my cock. Fully hard it is a good 7.5 in and thick and uncut.
The town I lived in was Reading in Berkshire so I headed for the queens
road multi-storey car park which had a good toilet on the ground floor. I
pulled in and jumped out with my now fully hard cock tenting in my
trousers. There were a few cars parked but glancing around I didn't
notice anybody sitting in them.
I walked the 30 metres or so to the toilet my cock bouncing about, giving
myself a rub and a squeeze. This bit was such a turn on. I didn't care
who saw. I entered the toilet and it was empty. I pulled my boner out and
gave it a  wank but decided not to waste any time. So I walked back to
the car with my now not so hard cock and headed to a suburb called
Woodley.
Just by the precinct there was a pretty good toilet but it was always a
bit busier with shoppers even though most of the places were closed. It
was a fair walk through the car park and a bit dodgy for bumping in to
friends and work mates.
I got out the car and walked towards the bogs my semi clearly visible as
it was quite windy and my trackies were pressed against my cock. A young
woman was walking towards me with a little boy. She was on the phone so
didn't see but he was looking right at the sausage shape swinging about.
This made me a bit harder so I winked at him and gave it a squeeze as I
walked past. His mouth fell open and he pointed trying to get his mums
attention but she was far too busy.
Just as I was about to enter I noticed a really old man sat in a car
facing me who had clearly been watching and was smiling. He seemed to be
in his late 70s and a bit ill looking. Very gaunt and bald. I didn't
care and entered the toilet and went straight into a cubicle. The one
next door was empty but I heard someone come in and enter it and lock the
door. There was a fairly big glory hole in the wall that you could stick
your cock through so I remained standing, whipped my hard cock out and
started wanking. Pulling the foreskin back, grabbing my bum and putting
on a good show. I bent down to look through the hole and to my dismay saw
the old man looking back at me and he was licking his lips. Fuck this I
thought, I can do better so I put myself away and headed back to the car
and drove off.
Next stop Twyford. This was a small village with a quiet car park and a
little toilet tucked in the corner.
The car park was all most full this time and I didn't bother looking
around to see if anyone was watching my cock bouncing about. As you went
into this toilet there were 2 urinals to the left and a single cubicle
straight in front. As I went in there's was a guy standing at the urinal
but the cubicle was empty so I entered that. As I closed the door I
noticed a big gap between the frame as if someone had kicked it. You
could clearly see out and people could see in.
I dropped my trousers, sat down and leaned forward. To my delight
there was a freshly drilled peep hole and when I looked through I saw the
man had turned to the side and was wanking his gorgeous hard as a rock
big 8 inch cock. It was amazing and he was really going for it. God I was
dizzy and my breath caught I was so turned on. He seemed to revel with
the idea of being watched and vigorously pulled at his cock.
Just then the outer door opened causing the guy to turn and pretend he
was peeing.
I sat up straight to look through the gap and when I did a big really
pissed off looking guy was staring straight down at me. Bloody hell.
He's ruined it. I didn't bother pretending to wipe my bum just quickly
pulled my trackies up, opened the door, my eyes glued to the floor and
left.
Crestfallen I jumped back in the car and headed back to the queens road.
I planned to at the least have a wank before going home.
I parked the car and walked over to the toilet, my cock again hard and
bouncing about.
Well needless to say it was empty, but just then I heard the outer door
open and then a really old man came in.
Oh god it was the same guy from Woodley! Fuck it I said and stepped over
to the long metal urinal, pulled out my hard cock and wanked quite
quickly with long strokes pulling the foreskin back again and giving him
a good show. He came over and stood next to me.
Just then I felt my body tense forcing my back to arc and stand on
tip toes as I came squirting stream after stream of hot spunk against the
metal of the urinal.
I hadn't noticed the other man enter and stood watching. He looked got
smacked and so did the old guy.
I didn't care. I gave myself a couple of squeezes to shake off any drops
and left.
But of a fail but at least I was spent.
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