[ My First Time

It was the school holidays and I had been visiting a comparative 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 cock out before I started to pee. Only just making it in clock time I sensed I was being watched.

I glanced across at the merely 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 unvoiced. I had started to meet with myself some month earlier so I knew what was happening.

The old guy obviously seen my growing dick as an invite and turned to face me and openly stroked his cock…my eyes were transfixed on his growing stopcock 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 times before I cum in his script. He took some tissue 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 dick and rushed out the loo.

That Nox at home I realised I had enjoyed the feeling of an old man's paw on my cock.

The future 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 empty. Oh well, yesterday must have been a one off.

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

The guy was looking around and edged closer to get a well look at my cock….I was getting hard and felt like I was on the brink of cumming without much stroking.

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

Again, it wasn't long before I was cumming and I was disappointed not to have lasted longer 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 nerve as I stroked him to a wide-cut erection. He was looking around to ensure no one else was entering. Then, with a grunt, he shot a circle of hot cum over my wrist, then another and a last small load. 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 excitement of getting played with and playing with old cock. Making them happy having a 14 class old hand bringing them to a climax.

The rest of the holidays was spent going to the loo and playing with cock, rarely playing with the same hammer 2 Clarence Day running.

Some bozo didn't want to be played with in the loo and I remember the first base time a guy said he had a car and did I need to go somewhere lull. Off I went and he drove to some back street where we wouldn't be disturbed and he pulled down his pant and drawers - that was the first time I had seen an old cock that wasn't just jutting out of a span of trouser as I stroked it. He leaned back and placed my hand on his clump and directed me to play with them and stroke him.

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

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

He tried to get me to fellate 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 piddling let down 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 labour there and sustain some fun in his flat. I agreed and off we went.

Once inside his matt he was kissing me and grabbing me, up until then It was limited to playing with putz, this was another step as his natural language was in my mouth.

He took my clothes off and stripped himself. Another starting time, an old nude man stood in front of me, his hitch cock hanging down.

He beckoned me forward to touch him, I obeyed and soon he was growing in my hired hand. He forced me to my knees and placed his cock near my face. I tried to turn away but he held my read/write head in lieu and moved his hardening hammer nearer.

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

Not knowing what was going to happen I reluctantly opened my mouth a niggling as he thrust forward again. The tip of his hammer touched my lip and he pushed again…this time my mouth opened a little Sir Thomas More and he invaded my mouth 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 metre before I felt his cock twitch in my mouth as he shot his seeded player into my mouth, it felt like gallon as it oozed out the corner of my sass. I gagged and he pulled out as his cum spilled from my mouth onto his floor.

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