Date: Wed, 12 Aug 2009 14:06:09 -0400
From: whitewold999@icqmail.com
Subject: Billings Washroom Outing (gay\adult youth, b/MMM...)

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This story is a work of fiction and contains
descriptions of explicit sexual acts of boy's
discovering their sexuality.  It contains graphic
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             Billings Washroom outing
                       By
                      Wolf

	I grew up in Billings Montana.  Unlike a lot of
my contemporaries I was not an athletic guy.  I was
not the outdoors type or into rodeos.  Sports were
not my thing either.  I was a slight figured boy with
blond hair.  I sunburned and freckled quickly if
exposed to the sun.  My parents would take me to
town every Sunday for church and then take me to
dinner at the Northern Hotel.  My parents named me
Robert but everyone called me Bob.

	By the age of 12, in the 1950's, I had
discovered the pleasures of playing with my dick.  I
spent a lot of time jacking off.  I had started grown
some pubic hair, and had gone from clear pre-cum to
producing some while cum.  I wanted to find someone
to play with but had no idea how to go about finding
another guy that was willing to share my interest in
sex.

	One Sunday after dinner at the hotel I
excused myself to go to the bathroom.  Like several
hotels in the area the men's bathroom was located in
the basement.  It was a smelly, dingy and dimly lit.
The stench of urine and chlorine from disinfectant
was strong as I approached the door to the
bathroom.  When I opened the swinging door I saw
the steel wash basins attached to the wall facing
me, two porcelain urinals on the wall to my left.
There were four stalls with steel dividers and doors.
I headed straight for one of the stalls.  The third
stall was unlocked and I could see feet in the other
stalls.

	When I entered I dropped my pants, and sat
down to do my business.  When I finished, I noticed
that the men on either side of my stall were tapping
their feet on the tile floor.  I was curious but didn't
understand what it meant.  I was busy jacking off
just like I always do when I finish doing my thing on
the toilet.  I was nursing a hard-on with my fingers
and thumb.  Eventually one of the guys put his hand
under the partition and motioned to me with his
finger.  A face of an older man appeared under the
partition.  I was afraid at first, because of being
caught with my dick in hand.  The smiling face
assured me that he liked what he saw.  I felt a lewd
emotion overwhelm me.  Any inhabitation passed as I
realized he wanted me to jack off for him.  He
motioned for me to come closer and when I knelt
over his head he licked the head of my little dick.
He motioned for me to slide my body under the
partition.  I got so hot at the suggestion.  I knelt on
the floor with my dick under the partition.  The man
on the other side of the partition jacked me off
with his hand for a short time and then took it in his
mouth.  I could not believe the feeling his worm
mouth and tongue created in me.  It was much
stronger than anything I had felt playing with
myself.  While I was moaning the guy in the stall on
the other side of mine poked his head under the
partition.  He had a poor view of the man sucking my
dick but he could see my white butt.

	I groaned as I spurted my little gob of cum
into the man's mouth.  By that time I had attracted
more attention than I wanted.  Guys standing at the
urinals and wash basins were watching the action
through the gaps between the doors and the
partitions as I was deflowered.

	I was terrified that someone would accost me
for being a bad boy as I left the bathroom.  I
straightened up my clothes and exited the stall.  The
men in the room were very kind to me as I left.
They smiled and told me I was a handsome boy.  I
felt more than a couple of hands brush my butt as I
left the room.
	That night, I jacked off while visualizing what
had happened in the bathroom.  I was planning on
returning as soon as I could.  I managed to visit the
hotel bathroom almost every week.

	When graduated from middle school to junior
high, I was able to visit the bathroom at the hotel a
lot more often, because the junior high was located
just down the street from the Northern hotel.

	I knew how to enter the hotel so that the clerk
would not see me and begin to suspect why I
frequented the hotel bathroom so much.  It was not
uncommon for me to find several men that wanted
to play with me.  They would jack me off and suck
my dick for me.  In time my regular friends taught
me to suck their cocks.

	They would take me into an empty stall and
stand me on the toilet seat and stand in front of me
sucking my dick until I would cum in their mouths.
They would take out their cocks and let me jack
them off.  A couple of times guys came on my
clothes.  I had to wash up before leaving.  As time
passed I actually asked them to let me suck their
cocks.  At first I was clumsy at it.  I didn't know
how to keep from scraping their cocks with my teeth
and I chocked on their cocks when they went into
my throat.  I did like the taste of cum.  They all
assured me that cum would make a man of me.  I was
just entering high school when I was introduced to
anal sex.

	One of the men that had been very good to me
many times asked me if I was ready to find out if I
like anal sex.  I had felt a lot of men sliding their
finger up and down the crack of my ass while I
sucked their cocks.  I liked the feeling and it made
my dick hard.  I was ready to find out if I would like
a cock up my ass by that time.

	Following his instructions I pulled down my
pants and faced the wall in the stall, I crossed my
arms against the tile wall behind the American
Standard toilet.  I was straddling the toilet while I
waited for the man to close the door behind us.  He
opened his jeans just as he had many times before.
This time he greased up hiss cock with some stuff in
a tube.  Then he stuck a couple of fingers covered in
that cold greasy stuff up my ass.  He held me by the
hips and slowly inserted his cock into my asshole.  He
had to tell me to relax several times because every
time my asshole puckered it hurt like hell.
Eventually he got all of it into my ass and slowly
started fucking me.  When he came in my ass and he
pulled out, his cum dripped from my asshole because
it was gapping open.  The man let me sit down and I
shit in the toilet.  He used plenty of toilet paper to
wipe my ass for me.  I pulled up my pants and we
exited the stall.  Several men were watching and all
of them patted my ass as I made my way out.

	I was also becoming popular at Billings Lincoln
Junior High School, but that would be another story.



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