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By *1ch1eMan
over a year ago
York |
the first time i was given a gay blow job was frim an old bloke, with no teeth in a public convenience.
I’d not long discovered my desire for sex with men and was out cruising the city centre cottages on Saturday morning in Brum. Most of the toilets had been deserted so i walked to the one located in the old Manzani Gardens by the Bull Ring.
On my way in I almost bumped into a guy as he came out the door in rather a rush. As he passed he gave me a rather curious look as if appraising me and then walked off.
Walking into the place it reeked of that familiar odour of stale piss and dinsenfectant which i’d recently become so familiar with, having started my journey into the seedy world of cottaging. Even though it’s been many years since I last enjoyed sex in a cottage I still get horny when i use a PC these days and smell those seedy odours!
I positioned myself facing the urinal, a typical public trough type with white tyling, a gutter running along the bottom and piss stained flooring. I glanced around whilst forcing a short pee out and gently massaging my cock.
The place was empty except for a much older guy, shabbily dressed at the other end of the urinal, cock in hand and smiling at me. I looked away quickly and observed him from the corner of my eye as he continued to look in my direction , pulling on his cock obviously trying to get me attention.
Knowing that sex was on the cards, my heart started to race and my cock started to swell in my hand as each stroke seemed to make it grow harder. Eventually I plucked up courage and looked straight at him and smiled back, giving my cock a wank for him to see for good measure.
He grinned, opened his mouth the poked his finger back and forth into it which i assumed meant he wanted to suck me.
I nodded and he immediately sidled over, got on his knees, took my cock in his hand and slipped it between his lips before starting to suck.
God it felt so good, warm and soft, like fucking a juicy pussy. My swollen cock slid into his throat and he started wanking and sucking me, sending shivers of pleasure through my body.
I was acutely aware that we were in plain sight should anyone come in and kept my eye on the door in case but i was so lost in the beautiful sensation of this guys mouth devouring my cock that I didn’t care. It wasn’t his first rodeo and his warm mouth expertly worked me into a frenzy as i climaxed and felt my cock explode streams of cum deep into his throat. He gorged himself on my juices , milking my balks until i had nothing left to give theh his tongue carefully cleaned the residue of my juices from around my knob. with a wicked smile he looked up at me, opened his mouth so i could see my cum floating in his saliva then gulped it down.
“Mmm thank you sonny” he whispered standing up as i quickly tucked my wet, softening cock back into my jeans and zipped up. The euphoria of sex was vanishing quickly and the cold reality of my position flooded back as i realised the risk of discovery. I bolted for the door and was leaving just as the guy I’d passed earlier was on his way back in! I suspected afterwards that he was probably after sex too but i wasn’t hanging around to find out!
Most of those cottages are gone now sadly but oh what a lovely memory of my first BJ from a guy!
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