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Cruising the stalls

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 12 May 1998 2 comments
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by Bob After years of jacking off by myself, I went out cruising one of the campus bathrooms where guys met up. I'd had a few beers to get up my courage when I spotted a guy coming out of the third floor men's room. I followed him down to the basement and saw him go into the men's room down there, so I knew he was looking for some action too. I waited about a minute then walked in behind him. He was standing at a urinal with his dick out, and I just walked up behind him and grabbed his ass. He turned around, surprised as hell, with a half hard cock hanging out of his jeans. --You don't fool around, he said. --Yes, I do. --Well good, let's go next door. Next door was a small room with no windows and a lock on the door. We stepped inside and he locked the door. --Looks like we're not the first ones here tonight, he said, and pointed to a load of cum on the floor. He undid his belt, popped the button on his jeans, and dropped them to his knees. Then he pushed down his white briefs and let his dick pop up, dripping with precum. I don't have much precum, and I was astonished at how much he was leaking. I reached down and started to fondle him as he opened up my jeans and pushed my boxers down. With the excitement and the beer, I was only half hard, even though I had my hands on his sweet little tool, about 5 inches fully erect. --I don't suck, he said. --So what do you want to do? --Let's jack off together. I was stunned. It had been 15 years since I let anybody watch me jerk off, and I couldn't believe this guy wanted to watch me stroke, much less that he was willing to beat off for me. --You've never jacked off with another guy, have you? The thought of watching a virgin JO buddy clearly turned him on, so I said, no, I hadn't. He sat down on one of the chairs in the room, spread his legs as far as the jeans and jockeys around his ankles would let him and started stroking. --Man, you're really gonna love this. Come on, let me watch you. At last my excitement got the better of the beer and my shyness, and I started to stroke my cock up hard. He was pumping furiously. My uncut cock grew quickly to its full 7 inches and his eyes popped. --Man, you're huge! Jack it for me! I leaned back and spread my legs too and started stroking for all it was worth. In minutes I was ready to come and I let him know I was on the edge. --Come on guy, blow it for me! Let me see your cum. I pointed my cock right at him and pulled my foreskin up and down until I couldn't hold it any more and my jizz spilled out of my cock, down the shaft and over my hand and my balls. He was still beating fast as he watched me and I kept coming and coming, realizing how hot I was making him blowing my load. When the last spurts were done, he pushed his t-shirt up over his nipples, and rubbing his belly stroked and stroked that dick and then suddenly his cum shot about two feet into the air and came down all over his belly, shot after shot of it. Even though mt dick was starting to go limp I kept stroking and rubbing my cum into my balls while he blew load and load again. Finally we both stopped and sat there admiring each other's red hot dicks and white loads. Finally, he pulled his t-shirt down over the mess and pulled up his jockey shorts. --Get dressed. I want you to wear that load home. When you get there, you'll want to jerk off again with those cum filled shorts, won't you? By the time I got home I was exhausted and I stripped down to my boxers and quickly fell asleep. But the next morning, I woke up with a raging hard on in those cum-stained shorts and beat off, wishing that I had his jockeys to stroke my cock with instead. So that one night, not only did I leaarn how hot it is to beat your meat in front of another guy, but I realized how sweet it would be to have another guy's cum filled shorts to help out with my jack off sessions. At the ago of 30 I stated a whole new chapter in my jerkoff history. A fe wmonths later, I had to travel to NYC on business. The first night there, I went back to my room at the Yale Club with a pair of jockey shorts I swiped from a guy in the locker room......