This is a true story by Michael Stewart, written for NYC's Pier BBS in 1987.
Copyright (c) 1987, all rights reserved; permission granted to the "Nifty
Andrew" archive for online "publication" and distribution.

Comments and lewd propositions may be sent to Michael at
brooklyn@yorick.ny.cybernex.net

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                         "Tea Room Suck-Fest"

     I've been going to t-rooms for years, since I was in my early teens.
One year my family moved, but kept me in the same junior high school, so I
had to take the subway back and forth every day.  One day I had to go to
the bathroom really bad, and ducked into one of the subway pay toilets
(back then, you still had to pay a dime to get in).  I stood there, doing
my business, and wondered why there were a bunch of guys standing around in
there not doing anything.  I think I thought they had ducked in to smoke
a cigarette or something.
     A few days later, I had to go again, and there was another group of
guys standing around doing nothing except staring at each other.  Weird, I
thought.  Then one of them came over to the urinal next to me, and I
thought he was taking a piss, until he stepped back a little bit and I
looked down and saw his dick - and it was hard!
     I got scared, stuffed my now-hard weiner back into my pants, and ran
for the door.  When I got home, though, I was real excited about what I'd
seen, and decided to check the place out the next day.  The rest, as they
say, is history.
     By the time I was in my early twenties, I was something of an old-hand
at it.  I knew where the hot ones were, and the best times to go, so if I
were going back and forth to work and felt horny, I could stop off for a
few minutes and get my rocks off quick.  A lot of times, I got horny just
thinking about going, and had to go anyway.
     While I've had a lot of hot times, I remember this one was the best. 
It happened in February of this year, in a t-room in a subway station in
Queens, where I live.  I had nothing to do that night and didn't feel like
hanging around in the city, so I decided to stop off here on my way home. 
Boy, was I glad I did!
     This particular mens room is great for sex, because it has a heavy
front door that creaks real loud when its opened, and then whoever comes in
has to walk a few steps, then go up a short flight of stairs, then turn and
come through another doorway.  From the time the front door first creaks,
you have plenty of time to get yourself back together and look innocent.
     Needless to say, by the time I got in there, everybody was back
together and looking innocent (even I hadn't figured out a way to get the
door not to creak!).  There were a bunch of guys hanging around, slightly
more than usual...about twelve in all, not counting me.  A couple of them
seemed to be guys from the college whose buses stopped upstairs, and the
rest were from sixteen or seventeen to about thirty.  They were all types;
a couple looked Italian, a few looked Hispanic, some of the college guys
looked like the real jock types (including one who had such broad
shoulders, you could almost picture him playing football).  The rest were
kind of average.
     The way they were standing around said that I had interrupted
something, so I decided to get things going again.  I walked over to one of
the urinals, whipped out my shlong, and just stood there, holding it like I
was pissing.  Then I'd start to glance over my shoulder every few seconds,
first on one side and then on the other, and standing there with all these
good-looking guys was starting to get my dick hard, so I started rubbing
it.  As soon as they figured out I was safe and there for the same things
they were, the fun started, and I almost broke my neck twisting my head
around to catch all the action!
     One of the college guys (he was about 20, about six feet tall, had
blond hair and green eyes), turned to the one he was standing next to,
another of them (this guy was the football player - looked a little older,
had slightly longish, brown hair, brown eyes, maybe 5'9" or 5'10"), and put
his hand right between the guys legs, right on the bulge in his jeans, and
started rubbing it.
     One of the Italian looking kids (he was maybe 17 or so, short, dark
hair and eyes and a gorgeous fucking face with the beginnings of a
moustache, and wearing a leather jacket with the emblem of some rock group
on it), walked over to one of the stalls (one with one of the older
looking, spanish guys in it), unzipped his fly and whipped out his dick. 
The spanish guy leaned forward to started sucking the kid's cock!  It
looked real fucking hot:  the kid, in his leather jacket, his hands
gripping the tops of the sides of stall, thrusting his hips to fuck this
guys face!  Wow!
      I looked around to the other side of me, against the wall, and there
were two groups going at it.  In one, the kid who looked to be about
sixteen was just standing there up against the wall, his jeans down his
knees, while two of the college guys were on their knees sucking his dick
and licking his balls and his stomach...and for a 16, this kid had a real
nice, big dick.  They must have been good - he seemed to enjoy it - and
before long the two of them had their flies open and their dicks out and
were jerking off while they worked on this kids dick!  It got even hotter
when they started to jerk on each others dicks, with their faces
nose-to-nose with this young studs dick between them, their tongues all
over it all his balls.
     The other group was also a trio, an older Italian-looking guy (he was
maybe 27 or 28, about six feet tall, heavy moustache, five o'clock shadow),
one of the other college kids (this one looked like a senior, a real hairy
guy, about the same height, with brown hair...I couldn't see his eyes,
since his back was turned to me, but then I did get to see his great
looking ass!), and one of the spanish guys, who looked to be about 24 or
so.  They all had their flies open (the college guy had the top of his
pants open!), and they were standing there with their hands on each others
dicks, jerking them off, feeling up each others balls and chests and hands
and legs...It was really wild to see three hot looking guys standing around
jerking each other off!
     By this time, my dick was so hard I thought it would break off, and
since I figured I have nothing to hide, I turned around from the urinal
where I'd been hiding it and started stroking it.  Hot fucking scene!  I
peered over the top of the other stall, next to the one where the
leather-jacketed Italian was still getting blown, and if it's possible, got
even hotter:  there, sitting down, was this fucking hunk, leaning back
stroking his cock! This guy was sitting there with his pants and briefs
pulled down to his ankles, his shirt opened and unbuttoned, leaning against
the wall! What a view!  He looked like he was in his late teens, had brown,
curly hair, olive skin, a hairy chest and stomach, and huge, thick cock.  I
almost came just from seeing him like that, but I managed to hold off.  I
walked around the edge of the stall, and stood right in front of it, me
jerking my dick he jerked his.  Fuckin' ay!
     All of a sudden he stood up, his cock in his hand, sill staring
straight at me.  I'm not one to pass up an invitation, so I walked over to
him, still playing with my wang, until we were right next to each other.  I
reached with my other hand and caught a hold of his big cock.  Christ, it
felt so big!  I dropped my hand down to his low-hanging balls, and found
them to be real big and heavy.  I think I was in love!
     He did the same to me, and a minute or so later, we were standing
there, with his hand pressing together both our dicks, jerking on them both
at the same time, my hand rubbing up and down his hairy chest and then
going down to play with his balls, hefting them up and fondling them.  It
was hot, and I was starting to get close.  I grabbed his dick and gave it a
few tugs, and this his hands left my dick and started playing with his
hairy nipples.  I could tell this guy was a close as I was, so I stepped
off to the side a little, my hand still on his cock, and started to jerk
him off for real, pounding my hand up and down his big shaft...all the
while, the head of my cock was rubbing against his hairy ass cheeks, and it
felt GOOD!
     He started to tense and breath heavy real fast, and all of a sudden I
felt his cock throb and get harder, and then he shot with a real loud
groan!  Damn!  His cum shot out of his cock like a bullet out of a gun! 
Real heavy fucking spurts that went "splat!" on the concrete floor.  That
seemed to start a chain reaction...I could tell the Italian kid in the next
stall was coming cause of the way he was cursing..."Fuck, fuck...swallow
that load, man!" over and over again.  I looked over on the side, and saw a
just a bunch of moving arms and shooting cocks, cum spraying
everywhere...and so while there was still time for me, I kept milking my
guys dick and jerked myself.  It didn't take too long, and soon I was
shooting, my knees shaking, my hand on this guys dick...I was shooting all
over the stall wall.  Jesus Christ that felt fucking good!
     After that, it was strangely quiet.  Everybody just stood there
tucking their shirts back in, pulling up their pants or just zipping up
their flies.  I just stuffed my dick back in my pants, zipped up and headed
for the door.
     I've been there a lot of times since, but nothing - nothing! - ever
would equal this!