Date: Mon, 28 Nov 2005 17:57:39 -0600
From: Kyle Costas <kylecos@gmail.com>
Subject: Mall

This story is complete fiction, a created fantasy for those who also
fantasize about things like this. It should not be read if the laws in
your country do not permit you to read such things. It contains sexual
content between and man and a boy so if you arent interested, leave now.

Mall

Wandering around for the past 3 hours in a crowded mall and still not
finding what you need had put me in a sour mood. It was one of those days
where a thirty minute trip had escalated and all I wanted to do was get
some food and go home. I went down to the food court and chowed down on
whatever 5 dollar grease joint I found first. I guess this is as good a
time to tell you about myself as any. I am a 32 year old banker, about
5'11, 185 pounds, with brown hair and eyes. I work out regularly at the
gym so well toned but by no means built. Unfortunately, I have the
bladder the size of a pea, so almost as soon as I had finished my meal, I
was on my way to the bathroom to relieve myself. I opened the bathroom
door to find it empty and took the urinal all the way on the back wall.
As soon as I had unzipped the bathroom door opened and in walked one of
the most gorgeous boys I have ever seen. He was about 4'5, 110 pounds
with wavy blonde hair and bright blue eyes. I turned and faced him, he
smiled and me, and took the urinal right next to me. I had begun to piss
while he unzipped and began to do the same. For fear of freaking him out,
I concentrated on my own stream. I had heard him stop peeing but zip back
up. I turned to find him staring at my powerful stream still going from
how badly I needed to pee. When he saw me notice him he quickly turned
back and turned bright red. He turned straight ahead but still had not
zipped up so this gave me perfect time to stare at his little penis just
sitting there.

"Its okay, you can still look if you want." I whispered to him. By this
time I had also stopped peeing but let my cock just hang there so he
could look at it.

"I am sorry, sir, please don't tell on me," he stuttered back, voice
trembling.

"Its okay, boy, I am not gonna tell anyone, especially if you make sure
not to tell anyone that I was staring at yours." He giggled at this and
moved his eyes right back to my steadily stiffing cock. For some reason I
felt that this kid was cooler than some of the other boys I have had to
deal with. "You wanna touch it?" I blurted out, wanting to take the words
back as soon as I said them. However, I got the reaction I had hoped for.
He looked up at me with a great big grin on his face.

"I wish I could mister, but my dad is waiting for me to come out. He is
gonna know something is wrong if I take too long."

"Well how about we go into the stall so if he looks in he will think that
you are going number 2?" I could see him pondering this out in his head.
He smiled and turned around and headed into the stall. I quickly followed
and sat down on the toilet with my pants around my ankles giving him free
access.

"I only have a little bit, but I want to soo bad." He said this as he
reached right down and grabbed my cock with his small hands. I quickly
stiffened which excited him very much. "It feels exactly like what I
thought it would," he said excitedly. "I wish I could keep doing this but
I really have to go sir, but I want to do this again." At this he told me
what his email address was and that I should write to him cause he wanted
to not be so rushed next time. I memorized that address, so fast and
wrote it down as soon as I got back to my car.

I couldn't believe just what I had done with such a willing boy. I couldn't
wait to email him and see if I could do it again.

I jerked off that night thinking of his hand on my cock not worrying if I
had it there again but hoping that it would be.



This is going to be the first of many stories if you guys want it to be.
Email me at kylecos@gmail.com if you want more, and perhaps give me
suggestions.