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It was the schooltime holidays and I had been visiting a relative and I was on my was home.

I needed to pee and walk into the public loo…you know the sort, smelly and dirty. An old guy was already in there

I stood at the urinal, desperate to unzip and get my peter out before I started to pee. Only just making it in sentence I sensed I was being watched.

I glanced across at the only guy there and he was watching me as he stroked his semi hard cock.

I couldn't help but look at it and my 14 year old cock started to involuntarily get hard. I had started to encounter with myself some months earlier so I knew what was happening.

The old guy obviously seen my growing cock as an invite and turned to face me and openly stroked his cock…my middle were transfixed on his growing rooster as he looked at my vernal cock get hard.

He moved closer and I let him take my cock in his hand….he only stroked me 2 or 3 fourth dimension before I cum in his hand. He took some tissue paper out of his air pocket and wiped my cum off his hand.

I didn't know what to do, I was in a bit of a daze, so I quickly zipped up, cum still dripping from my softening pecker and rushed out the loo.

That Nox at habitation I realised I had enjoyed the notion of an old man's handwriting on my cock.

The next day I went back to the public loo hoping to see the old perv again and suffer my cock tugged again….I walked in and disappointment hit me as all the urinals were empty. Oh well, yesterday must have got been a one off.

As I stood there having a pee I heard pace and a guy of about 50 walked to the urinal….it wasn't the old perv from yesterday and I was just about to zip up when I glanced across and much to my surprise he was stroking….I took my hardening putz out again and just stood there pretending to pee, gently stroking my cock.

The guy was looking around and edged cheeseparing to get a good tone at my cock….I was getting intemperately and felt like I was on the sceptre of cumming without a great deal stroking.

His prick was hard as he moved closer and I turned to let him see my operose cock…he smiled and grabbed my handwriting and placed it on his cock. I stroked it as he grabbed mine.

Again, it wasn't long before I was cumming and I was disappointed not to have lasted foresightful but instead of zipping up and fleeing as I had done yesterday I stood there stroking him. He had a look of enjoyment on his face as I stroked him to a wide erection. He was looking around to guarantee no one else was entering. Then, with a grunt, he shot a rope of hot cum over my articulatio radiocarpea, then another and a final minuscule warhead. He smiled and handed me some tissue paper to wipe up his seed.

He zipped up, thanked me and left.

I was hooked….i loved the excitement of getting played with and playing with old cock. Making them happy having a 14 twelvemonth old hand bringing them to a climax.

The rest of the holidays was spent going to the loo and playing with peter, rarely playing with the Sami cock 2 days running.

Some guys didn't want to be played with in the loo and I remember the first clock time a guy said he had a car and did I require to go somewhere tranquilize. Off I went and he drove to some back street where we wouldn't be disturbed and he pulled down his pant and pants - that was the first time I had seen an old rooster that wasn't just jutting out of a pair of pant as I stroked it. He leaned back and placed my mitt on his balls and directed me to trifle with them and stroke him.

He told me to look at my pant down so he could do the same to me…I obeyed without question and he squeezed my balls.

Without warning, he leaned over and took me in his mouth….I was shocked and thrilled at the same time and it wasn't long before I filled his back talk with my young cum …wow, I loved it.

He tried to get me to suck him but I refused ( that was to be the one and only metre ) and I stroked him until he grunted and emptied. I think he was a lilliputian disappointed that I wouldn't take him in my mouth.

Then one day, a guy of about 60 said he lived close by and we could repulse there and have some fun in his flat. I agreed and off we went.

Once inside his flat he was kissing me and grabbing me, up until then It was limited to playing with hammer, this was another measure as his tongue was in my mouth.

He took my clothes off and stripped himself. Another first, an old raw man stood in front of me, his limp cock hanging down.

He beckoned me forward to tinct him, I obeyed and soon he was growing in my hand. He forced me to my knees and placed his cock near my face. I tried to turn away but he held my foreland in place and moved his hardening putz nearer.

‘ suction it'he said thrusting forward, I was a little scared….this was something a little too far.

Not knowing what was going to materialize I reluctantly opened my sassing a piddling as he thrust forward again. The tip of his turncock touched my lips and he pushed again…this time my oral cavity opened a little more and he invaded my oral fissure with about 2'’ of his cock. I gagged a footling as he started to fuck my mouthpiece. I gradually got used to it as he got into a rhythm. I knelt there as he used my sass for his enjoyment without any cerebration for me.

This went on for some prison term before I felt his cock twitch in my mouth as he shot his seeded player into my sass, it felt like gal as it oozed out the corner of my mouth. I gagged and he pulled out as his cum spilled from my oral fissure onto his floor.

I had been used as a cum trash dump for the first time….deep down I knew it wouldn't be the last