Hello everyone! I've been reading so many great stories here and it inspired me to write my own. This is a true story. Hope you enjoy it and please be advised that English is not my first language.
My first time
It was a beautiful sunny day at the historic center in Guadalajara, Mexico. I was 18 years old and on my way to the Hospicio cabañas, one of the oldest and largest orphanage and hospital complexes in the Americas, now turned into a museum and cultural center. I used to go there for after-school art classes three times a week. It was, and still is, a beautiful place for walking once you get off the bus, passing the cathedral and colonial buildings, fountains, trees, and restaurants.
I was early, and I needed to pee, so I went to the public bathroom. The bathroom was long; the entrance was perpendicularly in the middle of that long space. To the right of the door against the wall, a single metal urinal extended from the door to the wall at the end, and to the left, sinks followed the same wall to the other end. On the opposite wall, Facing the door, urinal, and sinks were the toilets, about 8 or 10 of them, which gives an idea of how long the bathroom was. I walked in, turned right, and went to the end of the urinal. As I was peeing, I realized that the single urinal was perfect for peeking at guys urinating and having a nice look. It wasn’t long before someone walked in and went to the middle of the urinal. I was by the end, so he must have been about 8 feet from me.
Once I heard him unzip his pants and the stream hit the metal urinal, I took my chance and glanced over. He was an older guy, maybe in his 40s, medium build, and wearing a button-down short-sleeved shirt and slacks. He wasn’t average-looking and masculine, but when I looked down at his member, I was pleasantly surprised. His penis was long and fat. It must have been 4 or 5 inches flaccid and hanged the way something heavy would. I was mesmerized and couldn’t look away. I don’t know how long I stared at it, but he realized I was looking at him, and to my surprise, he started to stroke it. I had never been in this situation. There was this stranger stroking his dick for my enjoyment. I was nervous, excited, full of adrenaline, and so turned on. I don’t know what came over me to behave this way, but I nonverbally pointed to the last stall behind me and started walking towards it.
I walked into the stall, sat on the toilet, and waited. He took his time, and I thought he would not join me. Finally, he did. He came in, and looking at his face and body language, I got the impression that he had not done anything like this before. He had an unsure look on his face, almost like he didn’t know my intentions or what would happen. This turned me on even more and encouraged me. I made my intentions clear by unzipping his pants and taking his member out. He stood in front of me with his now semi-erect penis right in front of me. I looked at it, and at the time, it seemed like the biggest fattest dick I had ever seen. He had a big bush, but that didn’t detract from his impressive member.
This was my first time with a man in front of me with a now erect penis all for me. I grabbed it by the shaft and directed it to my mouth. I started sucking, enjoying the feeling of the girth in my mouth as it grew. It filled it completely. I closed my eyes and lost myself in that dick. I put most of it in my mouth so his pubes hit my nose. I don’t know how long I blew him for, but I sensed that he was ready to cum. I stopped, looked up at him, and said, “No! Don’t cum. I want you to stick it in me.” His look of uncertainty turned me on so much. He didn’t say anything. He didn’t protest; he was just there looking at me. I stood up, facing him, and turned around. I spit in my fingers and lubricated my asshole. I grabbed his dick and, with the tip, started to rub it on my asshole. I added more spit, and when it felt lubricated enough, I backed up into him, so his dick entered me. I did it slowly but didn’t stop until, in one move, he was all the way in. I reached behind me, spread my ass cheeks, and felt his pubes touching my fingertips.
We had been mostly silent up until that point, well, except when I told him not to cum and to stick it in me. But feeling him all inside me gave me an overwhelming sensation that I put my head back and let out a soft moan. He immediately grabbed my hips and pushed more, even though he was all the way in. He took it out and entered me slowly again, not stopping until he was all the way in. He did that a few times; he then pushed in and stayed in. I had never had such a fat dick in me, but it didn’t hurt. It was pure pleasure. The sensation running through my body was exhilarating. I started to move my hips roundly, and he mimicked it and started to fuck me. I wanted it never to stop, but after a few minutes without warning, he gave one last thrust and stayed deep inside, and I heard him moan.
We stayed in that position for a few seconds, enjoying the feeling. I took out his dick, turned to face him, and stroked his now semi-erect penis. I was rubbing it, looking at it, enjoying it. I told him I had never done that before and responded by saying the same thing. I asked if he liked it, and he said “yes”. I told him to meet me again here next week on the same day and time, and he agreed. We walked out of the stall, and as we both headed to the sink, someone walked it. We were caught off guard, and he started making small talk to me as if we were old friends. I don’t know what he said to me, but as we exited the bathroom and went our separate ways, he said, “OK, see you next week!”
The following week, he never showed up. I was disappointed, but not for long, for someone else came in, and that was my second time cruising that bathroom.
My first time
It was a beautiful sunny day at the historic center in Guadalajara, Mexico. I was 18 years old and on my way to the Hospicio cabañas, one of the oldest and largest orphanage and hospital complexes in the Americas, now turned into a museum and cultural center. I used to go there for after-school art classes three times a week. It was, and still is, a beautiful place for walking once you get off the bus, passing the cathedral and colonial buildings, fountains, trees, and restaurants.
I was early, and I needed to pee, so I went to the public bathroom. The bathroom was long; the entrance was perpendicularly in the middle of that long space. To the right of the door against the wall, a single metal urinal extended from the door to the wall at the end, and to the left, sinks followed the same wall to the other end. On the opposite wall, Facing the door, urinal, and sinks were the toilets, about 8 or 10 of them, which gives an idea of how long the bathroom was. I walked in, turned right, and went to the end of the urinal. As I was peeing, I realized that the single urinal was perfect for peeking at guys urinating and having a nice look. It wasn’t long before someone walked in and went to the middle of the urinal. I was by the end, so he must have been about 8 feet from me.
Once I heard him unzip his pants and the stream hit the metal urinal, I took my chance and glanced over. He was an older guy, maybe in his 40s, medium build, and wearing a button-down short-sleeved shirt and slacks. He wasn’t average-looking and masculine, but when I looked down at his member, I was pleasantly surprised. His penis was long and fat. It must have been 4 or 5 inches flaccid and hanged the way something heavy would. I was mesmerized and couldn’t look away. I don’t know how long I stared at it, but he realized I was looking at him, and to my surprise, he started to stroke it. I had never been in this situation. There was this stranger stroking his dick for my enjoyment. I was nervous, excited, full of adrenaline, and so turned on. I don’t know what came over me to behave this way, but I nonverbally pointed to the last stall behind me and started walking towards it.
I walked into the stall, sat on the toilet, and waited. He took his time, and I thought he would not join me. Finally, he did. He came in, and looking at his face and body language, I got the impression that he had not done anything like this before. He had an unsure look on his face, almost like he didn’t know my intentions or what would happen. This turned me on even more and encouraged me. I made my intentions clear by unzipping his pants and taking his member out. He stood in front of me with his now semi-erect penis right in front of me. I looked at it, and at the time, it seemed like the biggest fattest dick I had ever seen. He had a big bush, but that didn’t detract from his impressive member.
This was my first time with a man in front of me with a now erect penis all for me. I grabbed it by the shaft and directed it to my mouth. I started sucking, enjoying the feeling of the girth in my mouth as it grew. It filled it completely. I closed my eyes and lost myself in that dick. I put most of it in my mouth so his pubes hit my nose. I don’t know how long I blew him for, but I sensed that he was ready to cum. I stopped, looked up at him, and said, “No! Don’t cum. I want you to stick it in me.” His look of uncertainty turned me on so much. He didn’t say anything. He didn’t protest; he was just there looking at me. I stood up, facing him, and turned around. I spit in my fingers and lubricated my asshole. I grabbed his dick and, with the tip, started to rub it on my asshole. I added more spit, and when it felt lubricated enough, I backed up into him, so his dick entered me. I did it slowly but didn’t stop until, in one move, he was all the way in. I reached behind me, spread my ass cheeks, and felt his pubes touching my fingertips.
We had been mostly silent up until that point, well, except when I told him not to cum and to stick it in me. But feeling him all inside me gave me an overwhelming sensation that I put my head back and let out a soft moan. He immediately grabbed my hips and pushed more, even though he was all the way in. He took it out and entered me slowly again, not stopping until he was all the way in. He did that a few times; he then pushed in and stayed in. I had never had such a fat dick in me, but it didn’t hurt. It was pure pleasure. The sensation running through my body was exhilarating. I started to move my hips roundly, and he mimicked it and started to fuck me. I wanted it never to stop, but after a few minutes without warning, he gave one last thrust and stayed deep inside, and I heard him moan.
We stayed in that position for a few seconds, enjoying the feeling. I took out his dick, turned to face him, and stroked his now semi-erect penis. I was rubbing it, looking at it, enjoying it. I told him I had never done that before and responded by saying the same thing. I asked if he liked it, and he said “yes”. I told him to meet me again here next week on the same day and time, and he agreed. We walked out of the stall, and as we both headed to the sink, someone walked it. We were caught off guard, and he started making small talk to me as if we were old friends. I don’t know what he said to me, but as we exited the bathroom and went our separate ways, he said, “OK, see you next week!”
The following week, he never showed up. I was disappointed, but not for long, for someone else came in, and that was my second time cruising that bathroom.
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