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

I needed to pee and take the air into the populace 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 cock 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 difficult cock.

I couldn't service but aspect at it and my 14 class old tool started to involuntarily get hard. I had started to play with myself some calendar month earlier so I knew what was happening.

The old guy obviously seen my growing shaft as an invite and turned to face me and openly stroked his cock…my oculus were transfixed on his growing hammer as he looked at my young pecker get hard.

He moved closer and I let him lease my cock in his hand….he only stroked me 2 or 3 times before I cum in his bridge player. He took some tissue paper out of his 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 cock and rushed out the loo.

That nighttime at home I realised I had enjoyed the intuitive feeling of an old man's manus on my cock.

The succeeding day I went back to the public loo hoping to see the old perv again and have my cock tugged again….I walked in and disappointment hit me as all the urinals were hollow. Oh well, yesterday must have 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 surprisal he was stroking….I took my hardening prick out again and just stood there pretending to pee, gently stroking my cock.

The guy was looking around and edged closer to get a estimable look at my cock….I was getting firmly and felt like I was on the sceptre of cumming without often stroking.

His dick was hard as he moved closer and I turned to let him see my gruelling cock…he smiled and grabbed my hired man and placed it on his hammer. I stroked it as he grabbed mine.

Again, it wasn't long before I was cumming and I was disappointed not to sustain lasted thirster but instead of zipping up and fleeing as I had done yesterday I stood there stroking him. He had a looking of enjoyment on his typeface as I stroked him to a full phase of the moon hard-on. He was looking around to ensure no one else was entering. Then, with a oink, he shot a rope of hot cum over my radiocarpal joint, then another and a final small load. He smiled and handed me some tissue to wipe up his seed.

He zipped up, thanked me and left.

I was hooked….i loved the fervour of getting played with and playing with old cock. Making them well-chosen having a 14 class old paw bringing them to a climax.

The rest of the holiday was spent going to the loo and playing with cock, rarely playing with the same stopcock 2 days running.

Some guys didn't want to be played with in the loo and I remember the get-go fourth dimension a guy said he had a car and did I want to go somewhere quiet. 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 cock that wasn't just jutting out of a duad of trouser as I stroked it. He leaned back and placed my hand on his orb and directed me to spiel with them and stroke him.

He told me to take my trousers 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 like clip and it wasn't long before I filled his oral fissure 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 clip ) and I stroked him until he grunted and emptied. I think he was a minuscule disappointed that I wouldn't take him in my mouth.

Then one day, a guy of about 60 said he lived conclude by and we could ram there and feature some fun in his savourless. 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 cock, this was another measure as his tongue was in my mouth.

He took my dress off and stripped himself. Another first, an old naked man stood in front of me, his hitch stopcock hanging down.

He beckoned me forward to pertain him, I obeyed and soon he was growing in my hand. He forced me to my knees and placed his cock near my font. I tried to plow away but he held my headspring in property and moved his hardening cock nearer.

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

Not knowing what was going to happen I reluctantly opened my sassing a petty as he thrust forward again. The tip of his putz touched my lips and he pushed again…this time my mouth opened a little Sir Thomas More and he invaded my oral fissure with about 2'’ of his peter. I gagged a little as he started to fuck my oral cavity. I gradually got used to it as he got into a rhythm. I knelt there as he used my mouth for his enjoyment without any thought for me.

This went on for some time before I felt his cock twitch in my sass as he shot his seed into my mouth, it felt comparable gallons as it oozed out the corner of my oral cavity. I gagged and he pulled out as his cum spilled from my mouth onto his floor.

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