Travels To Uk Bathrooms
Hello all, my name is Harry and I am a 26-year-old Indian man living and working in West London. Part of the reason I want to share my experience with you is to raise awareness of places like these and encourage all to use them. Before I talk about my experience I will freely admit that I have always been quite curious about touching and playing with erect cocks. I think the curiosity stems from gym locker rooms where men freely walk around naked. It was about midday and I was travelling back home from a client meeting. My mind was racing at the thought of a potential sale that I didn’t even care the road was gridlocked in traffic. Several hours passed where I was inching closer to home and the urge to go to the bathroom came over me. I thought I could hold it, I was only about 10 miles from home. But nope, I had to pull over at the Heston M4 services. As I sat on the stall playing on my phone, I was completely oblivious to the shadow in the next stall constantly moving. I only noticed him when he slid his shoe into my stall. Being new to this, I had no idea what this meant and thought he was asking for cleaning tissue. I passed over a full roll to him, which he promptly let go off and walked out. Seconds later someone else walked in and that was when i first I noticed a fairly large hole at the base of the wall. This guy wasted no time and stuck his fingers through the hole tapping down gently. This time I was curious, so I knelt down to see what the hell was going on. Looking back at me was a very thick and veiny hard cock. It wasn’t very long, but damn was it thick. Attached to it was a fairly handsome, suited and booted, white older gentleman. I sat back up with my heart racing a little, it was at this moment I noticed my own meat slowly rising; fairly ordinary 6 inch brown tool, nothing that would invoke much excitement. Anyway, I sat still for a little while slowly stroking my rising cock. Based on the way the gentleman’s shadow was moving, I could tell he was kneeling down near the hole in the wall. Soon after a thick cock appeared in my stall. Now, I would be lying if I said I wasn’t excited but also a little fearful. My curiosity got the better of me and I grabbed it; it felt warm and a little rubbery, I could feel it twitch. I stretched the foreskin and starting stroking it. I spat on the cock to wet it a little and continued stroking; my own cock getting very hard. I sat down and placed both cocks in between my hands and started stroking them together. All of a sudden the guy pulled away and a second later I heard a knock on my door. Without even thinking of the danger I opened the door and let this handsome stranger in. The cubicle was small so our cocks pressed up against each other. He tried to kiss me and I hesitated but then gave in. He smelt amazing and tasted better than I thought. Our hands explored each other, frequently squeezing the bum cheeks. He sat down on the toilet seat and pulled my cock closer to his mouth. At this point I threw caution to the wind and let him suck me. He started near my balls and licked upwards and then buried his tongue in my foreskin. I still shudder with pleasure everytime I think of how he swirled his tongue in my foreskin. He swallowed my cock whole and set off into a rhythmic blow job. Before I could cum he stopped and asked me to sit down. He said we have all the time in the world to cum, wait till we are both on the verge. He asked me to suck his cock, which I did with vigor but wasn’t very good, having never sucked a cock before. He laughed a little and slapped my face with his cock and asked if I wanted to try something else. Again throwing caution to the wind I said yea. He let his trousers down and pushed me back. He turned around and sat on my lap, my cock buried in between his ass cheeks. I came to my senses a little here and asked for a condom, to which he said he was clean but still agreed to use one. He pulled one out and wrapped it around my cock. Before he wet it, he spat on his hand and asked me to spit on it as well, before applying it to his hole. I assume he fingered himself once or twice before he said he was ready. He spat on my cock then sat down again. This time facing towards me. It was tight, I remember him squirming and wincing as my cock slowly opened him up. Several times he got off my cock and spat on my cock, before sitting down on it. Each time my cock penetrating a little further. I could feel his chest and hearing him breathing deeply. It took a second but I pushed myself in, ignoring his silent cries of pain. Once in, I started to slowly fuck him. It took a few minutes before his ass adjusted, but once it did he started to move up and down more vigorously. I grabbed his cock and started jerking it. He stood up and said take me from the back. I remember it clearly, this handsome white man bending down and me slapping my balls against his ass. I think I got to the 10th pump before I unexpectedly came and came hard. He pulled off and looked at me. He yanked the shit stained condom off and threw in in the toilet bowl and hurried off. I sat there, soft cocked and beat. Thought to myself, I enjoyed that more than having sex with a woman. It was then I made the decision to stock up on condoms and frequent this place more often. I made my way home very excited for my next visit. A few days later the urge to feel a man’s cock took over and I drove over to the service stop, pocketed some condoms and lube and walked in. It was oddly quite, only one man taking a leak. He looked over as I went into the stall with the glory hole. I knew almost instantly he wasn’t there to pee and sure enough, moments later the door of the stall next to mine closed shut. This time I initiated the play, shoving my hand through the hole. I waited for a while and then felt a warm flaccid cock being placed into my hands. I still remember how fluid like it felt.