Date: Mon, 7 Jan 2008 18:44:27 +0000
From: Jamie Wiggs <crackonboy@hotmail.com>
Subject: Market Toilet Fun 4

Its been really great having you guys write to me and tell me how your
cocks are being kept up reading my stuff - and yes its true, the late 1960s
were great for toilet fun.

Market Toilet Fun 4

I was so hot after the 3way that I visited the toilet more and more and
always spurted a load.  Then a few weeks later I went into the bus station
toilet, which was over to one side of the town but not that far from the
Market Place.  This one had the locks broken off the doors so there was a
hole that you could peep through and see the urinal and it also gave me my
first look at a glory hole.

The action at the urinals was poor in there and I watched for about 15 - 20
mins and guys came in and mostly just peed.  I saw a couple of meaty cocks
but no wanking.  Then someone came past my door, very close so I couldn't
see him and went into the next cubicle.  I had my school bag with me behind
the door to slow down the movement if anyone tried to open it and I just
kept quiet.  It was then that I noticed the hole in the wall, just about at
cock height.

I sat on the toilet and looked at the hole - and an eye was looking back.
I sat back quick but obviously had been seen by the man in the next
cubicle.  It turned out to be a man in his early 30s with a real fat cock.
He stood up and showed it off and I leaned in to look.  He just stood
wanking it sideways on and rubbing the palm of his hand over the knob end.

After a while he sat down and looked through the hole and I knew he wanted
to see my cock.  I stood up and showed him it - just sticking out of my
fly.  Then he passed some paper through with a pen wrapped inside it.  I
opened it and he had written on it asking my age and what I liked doing.  I
wrote on it and told him I was 14 and liked wanking and being sucked.  His
note came back with the instruction to stick my cock through the hole.

I was so hard - I just stood and fed it through and felt his hot mouth
cover the knob and his tongue start licking and flicking under the knob end
where the skin joins the shaft.  I shot my load almost at once and could
feel the sides of the hole on my cock as it pulsed with the throbbing of
the cum shots.

I pulled it slowly out and it was still oozing cum and dripping onto the
floor.  I sat and looked through the hole and he was stood again wanking
hard, really pumping his cock.  He stepped towards the hole and although
his cock wasn't that long it was so fat it wouldn't go through and so just
the knob end was pushed into the hole and his cum shot out and splattered
onto my leg as I sat on the toilet.  My cock twitched again and I started
to wank it once more.  I pumped hard and within a few strokes shot again,
only a couple of small spurts but the intensity was mind blowing.

He cleaned up and left.  I just sat there with my spent cock in my hand
cupping my empty balls and waiting to recharge.  I was hooked, totally
hooked on anonymous wanking - cocks spurting cum, boys and men showing
their meat.  All I wanted was cock, cock and more cock.

That's it for another day guys - will tell you about the Market Hall
Toilets in Huddersfield next time (now sadly refurbished so the contact is
crap).

Please write again - I really enjoy your comments - crackonboy@hotmail.com