Jan
Man-sexed PART 1
PART 1
Since some of you may not like this story and what it’s about, may I suggest that you click on my name, that’s up next to the title of this story and perhaps you will find one that’s more to your liking. Peace…Milker The little whimper or moan that came out of the old man, as he slowly pulled my underwear down, causing [ MY YOUNG STIFF BONER ] and then my little ball sac to come into view, wasn’t unusual to me. It wasn’t unusual because older men had been shocked by the size of my boner, since I was 11 years old, when the first stranger [ WENT DOWN ON ME ] and sucked on it. I have to say, the first stranger because my step-uncle had been sneaking into my bedroom and sucking on it, since I was only 6 years old and that’s how I had grown to like, really like, [ HAVING IT SUCKED ON ]. The older man had checked me out, over at the urinal’s, while we were peeing. I knew that he was looking at [ IT ], in fact I was holding it with my left hand, so he could see [ IT ] better, since he was standing on my right side. All at once he lost it and whispered, ” PLEASE. ” I knew what he wanted but I pretended that I didn’t. ” PLEASE WHAT?” ” YOU KNOW.” ” NO, I DON’T, TELL ME.” ” PLEASE DON’T MAKE ME HAVE TO SAY IT, I’M EMBARRASSED ENOUGH ALREADY.” ” COME ON, JUST SAY IT AND I’LL LET YOU.” ” REALLY?” ” UH HUH.” ” OHHH SHIT, SUCK IT, SUCK IT, I WANNA SUCK IT.” He didn’t wait for a Yes or No, to come out of me, after he’d said it, like I’d told him to. He just went back into the last stall and waited, [ WAITED FOR ME TO COME AND GIVE IT TO HIM ], like I’d just told him I’d do. Just as I was putting my dick away, another little boy came into the boy’s room, walked up next to me, at the urinal and started peeing. He was only 8 or 9 years old and I’m embarrassed to admit, that I caught myself looking over at his little dick to see if he had a little [ PEE BONER ] but he didn’t. I don’t know how long I stood there looking at [ IT ] before he finally finished peeing and left the bathroom. I had forgotten all about the older man, that was back in the last stall waiting for me and when I finally went back, he was sitting there on the white toilet, with his old wrinkled cock in his hand and was playing with it. Working it up and down, with his mouth hanging open.
