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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 walk into the world loo…you know the form, smelly and dirty. An old guy was already in there

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

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

I couldn't supporter but look at it and my 14 twelvemonth old cock started to involuntarily get gruelling. I had started to take on with myself some calendar month earlier so I knew what was happening.

The old guy obviously seen my growing cock as an invite and turned to front me and openly stroked his cock…my eyes were transfixed on his growing dick as he looked at my young tool get hard.

He moved closer and I let him get hold of my tool in his hand….he only stroked me 2 or 3 sentence before I cum in his hand. He took some tissue out of his sack and wiped my cum off his hand.

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

That dark at family I realised I had enjoyed the flavor of an old man's hired hand on my cock.

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

As I stood there having a pee I heard stride 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 cock out again and just stood there pretending to pee, gently stroking my cock.

The guy was looking around and edged closer to get a good looking at at my cock….I was getting harder and felt like I was on the scepter of cumming without much stroking.

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

Again, it wasn't long before I was cumming and I was disappointed not to have lasted thirster but instead of zipping up and fleeing as I had done yesterday I stood there stroking him. He had a look of use on his grimace as I stroked him to a full hard-on. He was looking around to ensure no one else was entering. Then, with a grunt, he shot a roach of hot cum over my articulatio radiocarpea, then another and a final small freight. He smiled and handed me some tissue to pass over up his seed.

He zipped up, thanked me and left.

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

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

Some guy didn't want to be played with in the loo and I remember the world-class prison term a guy said he had a car and did I desire 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 trousers and pants - that was the first time I had seen an old prick that wasn't just jutting out of a pair of trousers as I stroked it. He leaned back and placed my handwriting on his balls and directed me to play with them and stroke him.

He told me to assume my trouser down so he could do the same to me…I obeyed without interrogative and he squeezed my balls.

Without word of advice, he leaned over and took me in his mouth….I was shocked and thrilled at the like meter 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 up him but I refused ( that was to be the one and only time ) and I stroked him until he grunted and emptied. I think he was a piffling thwarted that I wouldn't take him in my mouth.

Then one day, a guy of about 60 said he lived last by and we could ram there and ingest 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 cock, this was another footprint as his tongue was in my mouth.

He took my wearing apparel off and stripped himself. Another first, an old naked man stood in front line of me, his limp dick hanging down.

He beckoned me forward to bear on him, I obeyed and soon he was growing in my hand. He forced me to my genu and placed his cock near my face. I tried to release away but he held my head in place and moved his hardening dick nearer.

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

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

This went on for some clip before I felt his cock twitch in my mouth as he shot his come into my back talk, it felt like gallons as it oozed out the corner of my lip. I gagged and he pulled out as his cum spilled from my mouthpiece onto his floor.

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