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The Older GentAfter popping my cherry, so to speak, at the local toilets and finding myself aroused by the artwork and gay graffiti daubed all over the place, I began to hang around more often, hoping to have a similar encounter with another man. It was on one rather pleasant early summer’s day that I paid a visit to the local convenience. As I walked into the cool building, out of the heat of the day, I saw that one of the cubicles was already occupied and no one was standing at the urinal. I entered the accompanying stall, locking the door behind me, dropped my trousers and sat myself on the toilet bowl and started to read all the erotic scrawls on the cubicle’s door. Meanwhile, on the other side of me in the corresponding cubicle, it was deadly silent. So, I sat there, becoming aroused, enjoying all the exploits of all the transvestites and gay guys (fictional and otherwise), when I heard from the stall next to me the jangling of a buckle of a belt. Slow, and rhythmical. ‘What’s going on over there?’ I thought to myself. Intrigued, I put my ear to the wall to hear better. Then, I was left in no doubt what was occurring next door as I heard the slap of a cock against the palm of a hand, about half a dozen times! My heart rate sped up.I did my trousers up, left the cubicle and nervously stood at the opposite side of the door where the other guy was and kaçak bahis gently knocked at his cubicle door. ‘Do you need a hand with that?’ I softly asked. I heard the door unbolt, and a tall, rather distinguished gent, about 70 years of age, stood there with his cock and balls pushed forward out of the front of his trousers. A smile crossed his lips as he looked me up and down, and he said, ‘Oh… yes, son.’ His eyes were already looking over the uncomfortable bulge in my trousers. ‘Get your cock out!’ he ordered. A little bit shocked, I unzipped myself and my now fully erect penis pointed at this elderly gent. ‘Well, that’s a lovely one’, he purred. His big gnarly old hands reached out to stroke my cock.He then went over to the urinals and beckoned me over. I nervously stood beside him, his hands on my stiff member and caressing my back. At this point, I was acutely aware that if anyone walked in now, we would be caught in the act. I walked over to the cubicle I had originally inhabited, pulled my trousers and underwear to the floor and asked if he would join me inside. He walked over, and once inside he undid his trousers and pulled down his cotton Y-fronts to show off his rather glorious member. I entered and locked the door behind us.His own cock was now becoming engorged as he had been caressing my back and slowly wanking my prick. His hands canlı bahis were amazing! Big and gentle, they were all over my body. Massaging my buttocks, working their way under my balls to caress my perineum, a tickle of my scrotum and a firm pinch of my nipples! I have to admit, I was totally lost in ecstasy. As I looked down now, I could see his own cock was fully erect, turned on by the contact of a younger body. And what a cock it was! My own cock was around eight inches, but his was nearer nine. And not a blemish on it. It was beautiful. As his hands were all over my body, I leaned over to slowly run my tongue over the tip of his penis, rolling back the foreskin and licking the skin directly behind the glans. He jumped slightly, but I still continued to work my tongue around that big member. ‘You like that, don’t you?’ he asked. I took him from my mouth, stood up and replied ‘You have one hell of a cock!’ A smile crossed his lips. He knew it as well. ‘Well, I’d love your cock up my arse!’ he said. I looked down at my own throbbing member, as it gently bobbed up and down with every beat my heart made.The gentleman now turned away from me to reveal his backside, pulling his cheeks apart to reveal his anus to me. This is one of those occasions where the front doesn’t match the back. His bony backside and his puckered up old arsehole güvenilir bahis made my cock immediately limp when I thought of sticking it in there, and I remember the look of disappointment on his face as I said, ‘Sorry, but that just isn’t going to happen today.’ ‘Oh…’ he forlornly uttered.He turned back to face me in the confines of the cubicle, our illicit tryst still unnoticed, and held me, his hands starting to work their way around my body again. Within seconds, he had me fully aroused. He took a step back, his hand wrapped around my pulsating shaft, and gently wanked me. I put my own hands on top of my head. This was pure heaven! ‘Oh.. I think I’m going to cum!’ I gently blurted out after a few more strokes. The older gentleman took a strategic step towards the side of the cubicle as I felt the first rush of cum shoot out at high velocity against the back of the stall. I had never been so totally lost in a moment before. I ended up moving his hand away, unable to take any more. We both looked around, examining the huge amount of spunk I had deposited all over the cubicle.As my orgasm had subsided, the realisation of the situation hit me. All kinds of things were racing through my young mind. Guilt. Shame. And an overwhelming urge to leave. Luckily, this man handed me a piece of toilet roll to clean my cock up, then said to leave, he would clean this mess up. After tidying myself up, I shook the man by the hand and made my way to where I had parked my car.I met this man on several occasions, a wonderful lover and a real gentleman. I never did fulfill his wish of anal sex, though.
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