Date: Sat, 12 Jun 2021 20:02:10 -0400
From: Wave Watcher <wavewatcher12@gmail.com>
Subject: Hiding in Plain Sight

Thanks for picking my work to read and hopefully enjoy!

It's a story about growing Gay and hiding as a straight guy mostly. There
will be some erotica in it .

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Hiding in Plain Sight

Where to start, how far back do I go?

There are three boys and I'm the middle kid. So all the bullshit stories
about the middle kid are true.

I ended up living with my Grandparents, mother's parents. I was snooping
thru my Grandpa's workshop and found this pink case. It was tucked behind
something on a shelf. I pulled it out and inside was a corded machine with
a fake finger at the end . I plugged it in and it buzzed and vibrated. The
machine was called the Magic Finger.

I was on the cusp of puberty and had experienced dry orgasms .

I don't know why but out there in that workshop I yanked down my jeans and
Y fronts and pushed the finger up my butt turned it on and in seconds had
an orgasm. I remember that the magic finger had poop on it.

After cleaning everything up and suffering guilt and exhilaration.

That night I had an incredible wet dream ! I had my very first wet orgasm.

From that moment on I masturbated furiously and often.

High school was awful I knew I was different as in I liked to look at guys
. I was socially awkward at best. I liked cars a lot . Sports were ok and I
was decent at baseball but second team decent.

My group was the Prep Necks , a cross between red necks and preppy. I was
an outsider at best definitely a loner.

I would slip out to the work shop and use the Magic Finger on my butt hole
whenever I could . It was way to loud to bring in the house and I'd have
died if I had been caught.

I also didn't know how to not get poop on it. I sorta figured out that if I
washed my hole during a shower it was cleaner.

I was terribly conflicted by it all. I felt dirty yet excited .

I had a paper route, first an afternoon route then I got a morning route as
well. We collected for our routes to pay for the papers. It helped me with
my shyness and by default taught me to deal with adults.

Things for me changed during a church youth group camping trip. I drew the
youth pastor to be my tent mate. He suggested we zip our sleeping bags
together to share each other's heat.

I woke up later that night with him fondling my penis. I was excited and
terrified and remained motionless. Soon enough he snaked my little Dick out
of my Y fronts and sucked me off. I lasted a brief moment before I
came. Three times that night he sucked me off.

I felt dirty and that everyone knew that next morning. But I quickly
realized no one suspected a thing.

I went about my daily routine fascinated by the amazing hot wet feeing of
that night in the tent.

My Grandparents didn't go on vacation so being home was normal.

School for the year had ended and I had more freedom. I had grown to a
healthy 5'9" tall and 160 pounds with sandy brown hair and piercing blue
eyes.

With school out for the summer I was moved out of the house to the over the
garage room. Getting up at 4 am to deliver papers was disruptive to my
grandparents.

I masturbated as much as I could and played with my butt hole probably too
much. I did find that a baby bat I got at a local baseball game was ideal
for the task and easy to clean up.

I was out with the neighborhood guys riding bikes on a warm night. My Timex
watch told me it was time to head home to get some sleep. I split off from
the guys and took a round about way home by the park.

I was thirsty and stopped and leaned my bike against the fence and went
into the playground area to the cast iron water fountain. I had on cut off
jeans and nothing else. I heard the squeaky door at the bathrooms and saw
two guys slip out and wander away thru the shadows.  I went into the men's
side and the smell was pungent. There was a trough to pee in and two stalls
with painted city green walls and doors. There was a dim bulb in the
overhead light. The stalls were super interesting there was a hole in the
wall between the stalls. There was writing on the walls, dirty writing and
pictures.

So I watched the bathroom in the evenings and early mornings after my
papers were delivered. Guys would walk up after parking and soon a second
guy would walk in . They always left in a hurry. I walked in one morning
after a couple guys left fast and there was wetness dribbling along the
wall. I smelled it and it was cum. I touched it and it was slick and gooey
.

Several afternoons later I slipped away from the guys and rode to the
playground. I stuffed my bike in the bushes across the road. I steeled up
my nerve and went into the bathroom and went into a stall closed and locked
the door. I sat on the pot and my cut offs dangled at my knees. I hadn't
sat there long at all when the shadow crossed the open door. Then the door
swung shut and fear gripped me.

The stall next to me became occupied and the door closed and latched. I sat
terrified and unsure . It came thru the hole not fully hard but long and
already a pearly drop at the tip.

The voice quietly hissed suck it please. I reached out and touched his Dick
and it pulsed and got harder. The peal drips off the end and another
forms. Suck it please ! And I smelled it the licked the flaring head.  The
guy moaned softly and urged me to suck it please and then he said I will
suck yours.

I put the head into my mouth and flicked my tongue around . He swelled up
it felt like and started to shoot off and well I gagged coughed and
sputtered. I had pulled off his Dick and didn't realize he kept
shooting. Well when I got thru coughing I realized I'd been showered in
cum.

I washed it outa my hair and cleaned up at the sink. There were no paper
towels to use so I left the bathroom wet .

I got home and cranked up the fan. I pondered what had happened and got all
boned up. I got to thinking to my self as I laid there naked and slow
stroking . How does a guy know that it's sexy to play with his butt? How
come with all the church and Bible thumping I'm still turned on by it.

I thought these thoughts often but just moved along being the quirky
guy. Hung out with the neighborhood kids was respectful polite and
invisible as much as possible.

Running two paper routes kept me busy . Collecting was the down side . It
helped me fix my people skills and such.

It probably took me a week to convince myself to go back to the bathroom at
the park. Most of my neighborhood buddies were away at camp.

So I slipped inside the house and grabbed a shower.  My Grands were eating
ice cream watching TV. I said good night and went out the back door . I
went down the alleyway with my bike to the park. I stuffed my bike in the
shrubs . I went inside the playground fence and sat in the shadows .

I went into the bathroom and breathed in the funky smell and my Dick
twitched.

I had some paper towels jammed into my pockets just in case.

Darkness had fallen over the city. It was sorta sticky hot out and the
bathroom was ripe.

I hadn't set there long when the door opened up and I heard quiet
footsteps. I was nervous and excited. I saw the red converse shoes and
slender legs with fuzzy hair. The clink of the stall door lock was quiet
. He wanted to be stealthy, ninja ish. I was tugging on my boner naked my
cutoffs hanging on the door hook.

I knew he was peeking thru the fist sized hole . A hushed whisper said
stick it thru .

I stood up steeled my nerves and slipped my boner thru the hole and it was
in a hot wet swirling bliss spot . I pressed as hard against the wall of
cool metal and rode the feelings of excitement and lust.

It didn't take long and I began to tremble and shudder as wave after wave
coursed thru me as I orgasmed in white hot pleasure . I pressed and pressed
till I just had to pull away and I sat on the pot sucking air. I heard a
soft voice ask will you do me? Sure I said and a longer slender Dick came
thru the hole . I cum real fast I heard and I licked it and went to my
throat. Then I bobbed up and down fast like . He trembled and twitched and
I tasted hot salty on my tongue then I swallowed it down. He pulled out
said a quiet thanks and was gone.

My Dick was still hard and I sat there pondering what I was thinking and
feeling. That was interrupted by the door and shuffling. The stall door
closed and a new pair of white converse stood in front of the bowl he
tugged at his Dick.

This had a bigger than I'd seen Dick. He slipped it thru the hole and I
nursed on it . He never uttered a sound but he did hump a bit and then he
came . It wasn't noisy or anything just that I could feel his Dick swell
and pump and the salty taste . I just swallowed it and sucked. Then he
pulled out and was gone.

  I sat there a while longer and I heard quiet voices. They had some
discussion and then it was quiet again.

  I waited like ten minutes more then slipped out the door and slinked thru
the shadows.

 I went out got my bike and went the long way by the baseball Diamond. As I
rode towards my place I saw a couple guys. I nodded as I passed and we
exchanged "hi's". I knew one of them and the other one I didn't he was
slender wearing Red Converse shoes.



I'm gonna end this chapter here. I will begin working on the next one!

Thanks for reading I hope you are enjoying.

Cheers