Jonny Trys Again
by jonny147
Copyright© 2023 by jonny147
Coming of Age Sex Story: Jonny had discovered the pleasures of no string meets in public toilets. It didnt matter that the first was a old man. His horny young 14 year old cock longed for more
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/mt Gay BiSexual True Story Masturbation Oral Sex Public Sex .
I had my first sexual experience the privious day. I was still a virgin but my first blowjob had be performed on my young 14 year old cock It was done by a elderly gent in his sixties in a public toilet cubical. I had gone there out of sexual frustration. I was a cute lad with blue eyes and dark hair but my build was slim and at only 5ft 5 I didnt really attract the girls I lusted after I didnt know what to expect when I entered the toilet and was suprised when something happened and by someone so old The thing was I found the whole thing extremely arousing and once again found myself walking down the lane on my way from school that lead to the town car park and public toilet I had been thinking about it all last night and most of the day and as I reached the toilet entrance I was hoping to meet him again. My young cock stiff and hard pressed against my thigh. My length at 7 inchers impressive for my age I could feel the cool pre cum coating my thigh from my weeping slit as my trapped cock stuck out under my pants and bulged my school trousers My heart thumped as I entered the filthy interior of the toilet. The stench of disinfectant and urine filled my nose. The place was deserted and I felt a little let down that the elderly gent wasnt here There was two cubicals and out of curiosity decided against the one I had experienced the blowjob in. I pushed the blue door with its flaking paint and stepped in It was identical to the other with a wall mounted cistern a toilet with a black plastic seat and white tiles Like the other cubical it was covered in graffity and I stood there with my school bag over my shoulder and started to read. My hand in my pocket caressed the hard outline of my erection that pressed against my thigh I closed and bolted the door and discovered it covered in more graffity. I noticed a small hole half way down and leant over. placing my eye to it. It gave me a view of the sinks and urinal trough I straightened up and unbuttoned my school trousers and pulled my zip down allowing me to fish my aching erection out I let out a satisfied groan as I pulled it free and slowly rubbed the thick smooth shaft. My eyes taking in the filthy words of the graffity. Pre cum bubbled up out of my slit to seep out in a long strand that waved in time to my careful stroking By the time I had finished reading a few minutes had passed and I found myself still alone. Just the sound of the dripping water. I was feeling highly aroused and frustrated and finally decided to leave I tucked my young member back in and unbolted the door. Making my way to the exit. As I stepped out a elderly man was about to enter On seeing me he politely stood aside. He was a short man that I guessed was in his seventies. About my hight with a bulky build. A head of grey hair His features where pointed and his mouth was large with equally large teeth which he flashed at me as he smiled “Thank you” I mumbled as I passed I glanced back as he entered and cursed my exit and wondered if he was going in looking for the same thing as I was I consided going back but felt foolish. What if I was wrong. What would he think of me if that was the case. I was still in a state of high arousal and decided to walk to the small heath that was next to the car park and take a bench It gave me a clear view of the toilet so I could monitor it. It was getting late in the year now and by gone 4 so the light was starting to fade but the entrance was illuminated by a bulb The old man still hadnt come out yet. I would count to a hundred and then go back again I thought as I placed my hands in the pockets of my trousers to warm them I was in a state of arousal as I counted. Hoping that I would get to experience something simmler to yesterday but was dismade to see the old guy emerge when I was only halfway I watched as he looked around before seeing me sitting at the bench and started to walk up the gravel path towards me. His hands stuffed in the pockets of a trench coat On reaching the bench he stopped and looked down at me and gave the same toothy smile “Evening”
I gave him a shy smile and a small nod as a answer “Its a little chilly” He continued as he sat down beside me. His hands still stuffed in his pockets “A little” I agreed The bench could easily sit three people but he sat very close to me. His shoulder touching mine. I senced him turning towards me “You enjoying a walk?”
“Yes” I smiled back. I felt so nervous but turned on. My cock felt like iron against my thigh and I hoped he could see the outline of it in the poor light He was very close now ... his thigh pressing against mine so I could feel the heat from it. I didnt move but was desperate for him to make his “Its a nice walk. Theres a better one further up. Its more wooded. Bird watchers use it ... you been that far up there?” He said pointing a arm in that direction “No. I will” I answered turning my head in the direction The light was really fading now and it was getting hard to see. He could touch me now and no one would see. Please just do it I pleaded in my head but still he just sat there. Pressing himself against me “You really must. Its lovely. Do you bord watch?”
“No. But I will tomorrow morning” I answered getting up. My hard on making it ackward “I got to go home now” I added a little disappointed. I couldnt really make him out in the light “Home for tea. I think I will to. And maybe go for a walk in the morning to” he answered. I could just make out the gleam of his toothy grin “Bye then” I said misrably as I walked back down the path. I knew he was interested but I guess like me he was nervous. Maybe my age was putting him off I decided to come back in the morning and see if he was about. It was a saturday. But what time?
“Im here at 9” I heard him calling out. A bit of desperation in his voice. I guess he was thinking the same thing “yeah” i answered back
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