Trivial Pursuit: My Polish Room-mate

I was staying in the campus hostel in Sydney and had for a couple of months a foreign student as my room-mate. His name was Jakob and I had thought he was German but he turned out to be Polish. He had worked for several years before quitting, after he had saved enough to pay for his education, to enrol for the university course.  At that time he was probably 24.  He was very straight-acting but was overall reserved and shy.  

We hardly spoke except about our class assignments.  He never joined the group for drinks over the weekend and disappeared every lunchtime for about an hour. I never knew where he went but, as I started to become more curious about him, I decided to find out.  I managed to find myself a seat next to him after several guys decided to drop out of the very boring subject.

During one lecture, I noticed that he had something hidden in his folder. He had the folder standing up on the desk in front of him so that the lecturer could not see that he was thumbing through the magazine that was hidden inside. From my place next to him I could quite clearly see that it was a magazine full of hard-core pictures of guys and women getting down to some heavy sex. As he turned the pages he looked up, as if he was listening to the lecture, and then would pretend to write something down. He was actually just doodling, but he was giving the appearance of being an attentive student. 

I rested my elbow on my desk, propped up my head in my hand and pretended that I was also making notes. What I was actually doing was giving myself an uninterrupted view of Jakob, and particularly the front of his trousers. He wore cargo pants that were tight around the crotch with baggy pockets on both sides. They hugged his slim waist nicely and helped to define the bulge at the front. The bulge was not huge. Jakob was not a huge person but what he lacked in physique he made up for in looks.  The more he gawked at the pictures in the colour magazine, the more the front of his trousers grew. He shifted his position, bringing one leg up as if to shield his bulge from my view.  

At one point, I caught him adjusting himself.  When he pulled his hand away from the front of his trousers, I could clearly see the outline of his cock pressing firm against the material of his cargo pants. It was lying to one side, reaching almost to a pocket and beneath it his balls were making a nice, round bulge. I wanted to stop time, if it were only possible, get down on my knees and unzip those pants to take hold of the meat that was straining to be let out. But the lesson dragged on, after a while Jakob put his magazine away and paid attention. And after what seemed like an eternity, the lecture finished and we were let out for lunch.

I noticed that he kept his folder, complete with hidden magazine, under his arm as he left the room. The rest of the class turned right, towards the canteen, but Jakob turned left. This, I decided, was going to be the day I discovered where he went. I followed at a safe distance. My own smallish cock was still recovering from the unexpected erection, the front of my briefs was slightly damp and my own balls felt swollen. Once I found out where he went I was going to find a cubicle somewhere and jack off while the images of his bulging crotch were still fresh in my mind.

At the end of the corridor he turned left again and climbed the stairs. Other students were coming down in hoards, making their way to lunch before all the tables were taken, but Jakob ignored them. He knew where he was going and nothing was getting in his way. He climbed two floors to the library and went in. Maybe he was just an avid reader? Maybe he took his porn to the quiet recesses of the library to jack off under the table? 

The library was all but deserted. Someone was at work behind the reception desk and someone else was studying over by the windows. I paused, pretended I'd forgotten what I had come in for, waited to see where Jakob went, and then followed him again. He disappeared behind the furthest row of shelves and, by the time I got there, had vanished completely. This was a new part of the campus to me. I'd never been in this particular library before. 

There was only one place he could have gone; through a door showing a sign for 'Gents'. Of course! He came up here to wank himself over his straight porn. The toilets were silent inside. Three cubicles lined one wall and beside them was one long, steel trough. A couple of old sinks stood opposite and one, high up window, was shut.  The door to the furthest cubicle was closed and the other two open so I guessed he must already have been inside. I slipped into the middle one and was relived to see that it locked properly.

But now what was I going to do? I heard the rustle of pages next door and knew that he was in there already flicking through his magazine. I looked at the cubicle walls and realised that this was the place to come when you wanted to cum. The graffiti bore testament to many a horny, frustrated student. Apart from the crude drawings of spurting cocks and hairy balls, apart from the mobile phone numbers and the dates to meet there was a huge variety of one-liners - 'I want to suck your cock.' 'Just had a new lad in here, only 17, huge prick.' 'Fuck my arse in tights and panties.' These gave me an idea as to what was going on in that toilet.
 
I sat down and pressed my ear to the thin, plasterboard wall to hear better the sounds from next door. And that is when I noticed the glory hole. It had been gorged out, the edges smoothen in quite a professional way and then covered with a piece of tissue. I blew on it, the tissue fell away and I could see the floor of the cubicle next door. Resting on the floor was a pair of feet in black boots. Scrunched up around them were a pair of cargo pants and a pair of white boxer shorts. I leaned further forward and could see his legs, smooth, almost hairless and, resting on them, his magazine.

I don't know if he had noticed me then, he must have heard me come in but he didn't stop what he was doing. I could see that his right hand was holding the magazine but I could see no more. The cover was hiding his other hand and the youthful cock he must have been fisting in it. But this view was enough. My cock was hardening and needed to be let out. I stood, took a risk but didn't care. I stood facing the wall so that if he looked through the hole he would see me, and I slowly unzipped my jeans. I made sure my belt buckle rattled as I undid it and then slowly slid my own trousers down to the floor. I stood up straight again and fondled my stiffening cock through my shorts, if he was watching me he would get a good show. I pulled the waistband down a little to reveal some of my hairy bush and cupped my balls through the material of the shorts. My 4 inches of Asian meat was tenting out at the front and when I pulled my shorts down further it slapped out to freedom, the head damp and sticky, the skin pulled right back. I stood there, wrapping my fist around my bollocks and just showing everything. My cock was hard, wet and ready for action.

And then I stood back a little and crouched down onto my haunches. Time to see what he was up to. My face came level with the hole just as he stood up. I saw his smooth skinned thighs, a neat bush of blonde hair set against a white, flat stomach and a slender, young piece of flesh hanging semi-hard over a hairless, wrinkled sack. So this is what a young Polish cock looked like. I wanted to know how it tasted. He was showing it to me proudly and with no shyness now. Then he took a step closer.

The pink tip came through the hole, circumcised and glistening.  After a moment's manipulation his large rounded ball sack was through, framed by the wall, just lying there waiting for me. 

I leaned forward, breathed in the scent of his groin and blew gently on the tip of his penis. It twitched, I licked the pre-cum with my tongue and it twitched again. Slowly I ran my tongue along the shaft until it touched the curly hair at his pubes, then back along underneath until the rim of his tip rested on the tip of my tongue.  I closed my lips carefully around it, formed them into a circle and held him there while my tongue darted and jabbed at his cock head. Within seconds he was fully hard. I slid him in so very slowly, savouring the smoothness, the feel of his warm flesh against my lips, until my nose was into his bush and my head was against the wall. I sucked and then slid back, my tongue pressed firmly against the underside of the youthful meat. Again I rested his head on the tip of my tongue and sucked in the juice that was starting to flow copiously out from his pee-hole. 

I put one hand around his balls, cupped them and rolled them around in my palm as I went down again, slowly teasing him. I heard a slight moan as I took his whole length to the back of my throat, and another when I released him and started licking his ball sack. I longed for the wall to disappear, so that I could wrap my arms around his slim waist and feel the firmness of his buttocks in my hands. But for that moment, separated by the wall, I was content to just taste his young sack, feel his hardness against my face and breathe in the scent of male youth as I worked his bollocks with my tongue. 

And then he was pulling away, his cock slipped back through the hole and I saw him crouch down. Immediately I stood up, fed my own meat through the hole and pressed myself up against the cold, hard wall. I felt a hand stroke along my shaft as if it didn't know what to do with it. Fingers lightly played the full length, turned my cock head inquisitively and then ran through my manly bush of coarse hair. I felt his other hand take my ball sack and roll it, as I had done to him. And then I felt the first breath of warm air against my cock. Soft lips tentatively touched my throbbing end. A wet, soft tongue licked me there and then my shaft was surrounded by heat. I wished I could have held his head, felt his soft, dark hair in my grip as I pushed myself in. But with the wall between us he was now in control. He kept on at my balls as he went down, drawing me in further.  As soon as I felt his lips dampen my pubic hair, I knew he had taken all of me. His squeezing on my balls quickened and his mouth closed tighter around my short 4-inch cock.  Taking all of my hard dick in his mouth wasn't exactly a difficult thing to do.  In less than a minute, my cock twitched and I unleashed a flood of Asian baby-makers into his mouth.  He let go of my softening cock and I knelt down on the floor with my face in front of the glory hole.  He stood up and placed his semi-erect cock to my side of the wall through the glory-hole.

I immediately took the half-hard cock into my mouth and my tongue licked his cock head as it slowly grew harder.  I pulled back quickly and then moved forward feeling his hardening cock plunged deep into my oral cavity in one deft movement.  Again I released his cock which was by now at least 80% hard, and again took it all in, drew back, took it in and then drew back again. I was sliding my tongue up and down his shaft in a faster rhythm now, feasting on it as if I'd never tasted a man before.  Eagerly I held his his tightening balls in my palm to massage it as my mouth worked it magic, up and down his shaft. I knew he would not be able to endure this for long, from the way his erect dick was pulsating in my mouth and from the way he was moaning big time.  By now, his cock had grown completely hard and stiff.  It began to twitch violently in my mouth and I knew that he was cumming soon.  He tried to pull his cock out from my mouth but I wouldn't let him.  I wanted to taste his sweet nectar.  I wanted his cock to remain in my hungry mouth, I wanted it to last for a long time, but his cock had other ideas.  

I was sucking his cock with all my vigour, using my mouth to wank him off.  I clenched my lips tightly around his cock head as my hand pumped his meat in a tight grip.  I swallowed his cock, sucked it, slid it in and out of my mouth until he started groaning out in pleasure.  I clawed at the wall, pushed myself forward against the wall, so that his cock could enter my mouth as deep as he could.  As I was deepthroating his cock, my eyes strayed upward and read the graffiti on the wall - 'I want to cum in a cute student's mouth.' 'Straight student needs to unload in your mouth.' "I have a whole week's supply of cum just for you."

I'm gonna taste it now, I thought to myself.  I felt his balls contracting in my palm as his cock throbbed in my mouth.  I continued to suck eagerly on his throbbing dick.  I could feel him pushing his cock as far into my mouth as he possibly could.  I wished the wall between us could miraculously disappear.  I grabbed my solid arse cheeks with both hands, and pressed myself as close to the wall as I could. He plunged his entire Polish pole deep down my throat and then he erupted.  His cock burned inside my throat as I felt his cum shoot into my gullet.  As soon as his explosion started, I dived down on his cock, burying my face into his pubes, holding his twitching my cock as far in my mouth as I could get it.  He shot again and again as my tongue slid up and down and around his pumping shaft.  At the same time, I gently massaged his bollocks.  I felt his cock throbbed again, the friction of my throat on his cock head sent another wave through him and he spurted more Polish man juice into my mouth.  I kept all six inches of him in his mouth as his cock twitched to stillness.  I persisted in licking his cock and draining it of its last drop of cum, drinking him in, milking his cock dry. Until he could tolerate it no more, he pulled back.

I finally let him go and he slipped his glistening, wet cock back through the hole to his side. He backed up and stood there, his cock hanging semi-limp, a dribble of cum hanging from its head. It was a gorgeous, smooth piece of meat that I had tasted and was hoping to taste again.

I put a finger through, beckoned him closer and, when he did put his flaccid cock up against the hole I just took it in my mouth and held it there for a while. And then I let him go. I heard him do up his trousers and left the cubicle. I dried myself off and did the same.
When I stepped back into the enforced silence of the library I saw him walking away. He stopped at the door, turned around and looked at me. I sat at a table, pretending to glance over a newspaper. After a few seconds he came back and stood in front of me. He leaned down and asked in a nervous manner, 'will you tell anyone?' 

I shook my head. 'Of course I won't,' I reassured him.  'Thanks. See you next week in class then.'  He stood up and turned. Where his hand had rested on the table was now a piece of paper. I unfolded it.

'Straight student wants to taste man cock.' It read. And underneath this a pager number and another line: 'In case you can't wait until next week.'

Travelling Tales: Frankfurters, Anyone?

I was at Frankfurt airport (just last week) using the toilet.  Saw a young blonde haired guy (looks to be in his early 20s) standing at the urinal.  I stood next to him and saw that he was sporting a raging hardon. He noticed me staring and explained that he gets hard whenever and wherever.  With a light blushing smile he said, "it is impossible to get this monster back back into my pants.  Gonna wait for it to soften a little."

I jokingly asked if he needed my help.  His first response was, "fuck man, I am no gay!"  Then he just ignored me.  I continued standing next to him and stared at his raging hardon that didn't seem to get any softer.  Then I asked again if he wanted to jerk it off. His reply was, "no way with you watching".  Then he proceeded to the cubicle (previously occupied) and locked the door.  I waited until the coast was clear then knocked on his door and asked again if he needed my help. He sounded a little irritated but asked, "so faggot, what can you do?"  I felt I was getting lucky and answered him, "anything you like except no fucking."  He asked, "do you suck?". 

 
I replied, "open the door" and soon after he unlocked the door and let me in.  I immediately sat on the WC with him standing in front of me with his pants at his ankle and his fitting black Renoma around his knees.  I stroked his raging hardon with my right hand while my left played with his dangling balls.  He whispered to me, "suck them".  I placed my mouth between his wide opened thighs and my tongue began to slurp on his hairy balls. Then I sucked on his testes one after the other and heard him moaning very softly.  All the while I was stroking his cock which became even harder under my ministration of his long and thick dick (at least 7.5 inches).  He pulled my head up and placed his helmet shaped cock head on my lips.  I opened my mouth and he pushed his hard cock into my mouth and began fucking me in the mouth.  My lips clenched around his throbbing cock and we remained in that motion for a full 5 minutes or so until he forcefully drove his cock down my throat. With a soft gutteral groan, he released his semen down my throat almost choking me with the large deposit.  He quickly dressed up and left.  I trailed him and saw his family (father, mother and a youngish looking girl, presumably sister) waiting for him outside.

Trivial Pursuit: The Voyeur in Me

The changing room by the pool of my condo is always full of guys taking a quick shower after a swim.  Some of them are real hot eye candies.  The adjoining steam room is another great place to just hang around and meet new friends.  On a weekend I can just sit on one of the benches and watch guys walking in, their bodies dripping pool water, as they head for the showers.  No sooner have I dried part of my body than I am sweating, drying myself again. It gives me a good excuse to sit on the low wooden bench and watch the guys strutting them stuff.

One of my neighbours, a commercial airline pilot I later learnt, avoids swimming during the weekends as he finds the noisy children and visitors rather annoying.  He chooses instead to swim in the early evening just before dinner.  He is in his late twenties and has a killer body with wide, powerful shoulders and a slim waist.  He always wears tight Speedos, the sort that clings to the skin and screams out loud to me, "hey slut, see how large my bulge is."

I timed my own visit to the pool and changing room to coincide with his.  I've been watching him for weeks. I have learned where he always changes and make sure that I am on the opposite bench. He has a routine and now so do I.  

One evening, things worked backwards.  He was later than usual.  When he finally strolled into the changing room, I saw that he was dressed in t-shirt and jeans.  He went to the bench right opposite me.  Placing his sport bag on the bench, he began to do some stretches. 

Standing there in his jeans, he showed no package, just a flat front - not even a hint of what laid beneath - no outline, no worn denim where his cock head has rubbed.  At first glance, you'd think there was nothing spectacular down there.  

His eyes darted around the room and he realised we were not alone.  A father and young son were changing just a few feet away from us.  I wished they were not there.

He bent over and removed his shoes.  Then standing upright, he popped the stud on his jeans as he pulled them down. As my neighbour stripped off unabashedly I took my time drying off while he undresses for me.  He was wearing pristine white briefs, stuffed full with his genitals, coarse black hair billowing from the waistband.  What a sight, what a difference - with and without those jeans.

He placed his jeans on the bench beside him then packed his socks.  As he stood and turned around, I got to look at his slender legs, and then at his white briefs stretched tight across the two lumps of muscle that was his bums.  Several times, he clenched his ass for my benefit as I watched.

He stood with his back to me to remove his shirt.  Once his shirt was off, he turned and fished from his bag for his Speedos. Then he sat with his towel across his lap and slowly, teasingly, took off his briefs from beneath the towel.

That's why I sit opposite whenever I can. As he wriggled his briefs down, I sat down and dried my feet. As he lifted his hips to free his underwear I bent down and glanced up. Underneath, in the shadow of his towel, I saw what I came to see - his flaccid cock with its overhang of wrinkled folds of skin that covered his glans.  Some may think he has too much foreskin, not me. I love the excess folds gathered up like a crumpled sheet of crushed paper, set against his jet black thicket of pubic hair.  While flaccid, his cock is small, withdrawn and tiny in comparison to the large sack of balls that hangs below and spreads out on the bench between his legs. His scrotal bag was completely out of proportion to the smallness of his limp cock.  As he bent to remove his briefs, which always get caught around his ankles, his small cock and huge balls vanished from my sight.  Then, before he sat back upright again, he slipped his Speedos over his feet and pulled them up, standing quickly as he drew them up to cover his genitals.

I trailed him to the pool and watched him swimming while I laid on a deck chair admiring his every move.  After he had finished his laps, he headed back to the changing room.  I followed suit.

This time, we had the entire changing room to ourselves.  He took up place at the same spot while I took a seat opposite him.  Now that no one else was around, he unabashfully stood facing me.  There was a visible bulge in his Speedos but his tight trunks were not yet tenting badly like some of the other times I have seen.  

With his fingers hooked at the waistband, he slowly pulled his Speedos down.  Slowly, his still flaccid cock popped out of his trunks.  It is evident that it has grown a little plumper but still no where near a full erection.  I knew because I have seen it many times before.

Reaching into his bag, he took a bottle of 3-in-1 shampoo and headed to the shower stall directly opposite where I was sitting.  He didn't bother to close the door, giving me full view of his immaculate body.  He started with shampooing his hair, all the time with his back to me.  Again, he clenched his tight bums a few times for my benefit.  When he was done with his hair, he turned around to face me.  There was still no change in his state of cock.  

He began to soap his upper torso and then his palms moved slowly down towards his groin.  Finally I was sitting on my bench watching him wash himself down there.  Slowly but surely, his dick began stirring and I saw some growth.  Within seconds, his cock became half hard.  His hand reached beneath his penis and began soaping his huge scrotal bag.  He spent an inordinate amount of time massaging his balls.  I watch him intensely as his dick began to straighten out from his body at 90 degrees.  It has become hard but not fully erect yet.  He changed hands - his left hand was now soaping and massaging his balls as his right hands began soaping his hard tool, stroking it at the same time.  Soon, his cock gained full turgidity.  He became fully erect, pointing straight up at the ceiling, his hard cock paralled to his abdomen.  Now and then he would clench his bums causing his cock to twitch, again all for my benefit.

We heard footsteps.  A guy walked and headed to the toilet to take a pee.  Soon he was out of the toilet, returning the privacy to us.  My good neighbour turned around and I saw that his cock has lost some of its hardness, it was no longer pointing straight up.  He started soaping his cock again, stroking it until it regained it full hardness. 

He squatted on the floor facing me, putting on a show for me.  He placed both hands on his hips and danced a bit, causing his erection to sway left and right.  It was a beautiful scene to behold.  He danced and I watched, all the while wishing more would happen.  But so far, he had never ventured to do more than just giving me a show.

He washed off the soap from his body.  He walked out of the shower stall and instead of walking to his bench which he normally would do, this time he walked towards me.  He stood right in front of me, hard cock aimed at my face.  Then softly, he commanded, "stroke it, stroke for me."

I had always been obedient when it came to a cock invitation.  Without having to be told twice, my right hand reached over to hold his cock.  At his urging, I began to stroke it slowly at first.  But he was impatient, "stroke it faster, I need to cum badly.  Had not had sex for 5 days now.  Wife's away."  I understood and began to pump his cock in long hard strokes.  My left hand fondled his large balls; they felt heavy in my palms. 

I moved my face nearer and was about to take his cock head in my mouth when he moved back and said, "no sucking please.  Just wank me ... won't be long."

I began to stroke his cock more vigorously and he started making forward and backward movements of his hip, as if he was fucking, thrusting his cock into an imaginary cunt.  Within seconds, he stood still and gave out a soft gasp.  Then it happened, his cock throbbed in my hands, as the first spurt of sticky semen shot out from the tip of his cock landing all over my face.  He commanded, "don't stop! Stroke me, stroke me harder."

I continued to wank him, my fingers wrapped tightly around his cock as his throbbing cock gushed out spurts after spurts of hot semen on my face.  When I had squeezed out every last drop of sperm out of him, he suddenly regained his composure and realised what he had done to me.  He immediately apologised and offered me his trunks to wipe away the semen from my face.  I smiled at him and used a finger to scoop a puddle of semen from my face.  Then my finger entered my mouth and I licked up his sweet spunk.

He looked at me in disbelief and asked, "what does it taste like?  You like the taste of sperm?"  And winked at him saying, "love sperm especially yours."  He responded, "wow, my wife wouldn't even allow my sperm to touch her face let alone taste it."

That was the first time I had any physical contact with my neighbour, the pilot.  We had since progressed from wanking to sucking.  But he couldn't bring himself mentally to fuck me.  Before I could evangelise him, they moved away to a larger unit on the other side of Singapore.

Trivial Pursuit: Under-stall Fun

I was sitting at Coffee and Toast @ City Link, sipping my tea admiring the scenery immensely. The hot weather meant that a lot of guys and gals were dressing down. I spotted several guys in tight shorts and some interesting bulges in tight jeans.  Several went commando and I could clearly see their dicks swaying in their loose pants as they walked in my direction.

Feeling a cramping pressure in my bowels, I knew I had to make a pit stop. I know only of one public washroom in the mall which is the one at the foot of the escalator behind Charles & Keith.  So I quickly headed there.

There was a row of stalls along one wall in this washroom. I picked one about midway, rushed in and shut the door. Dropping my pants and underwear, my bum hit the toilet.  I had just finished cleaning my butt and was just starting to pull up my pants and underwear when I heard someone walking in. I stopped and stayed on the toilet for a moment.

The guy picked the stall right beside me on my right when most of the others were vacant.  I thought this might get interesting! Under the partition I could see his pants drop on top of his shoes as he settled down. Then his left shoe rose and fell. Then he repeated it. I lifted my right foot and lowered it.  I heard a smooching kissing sound. I took this to mean he wanted oral sex. I waggled my foot to indicate no! I reached my right hand down below the partition and wriggled my fingers. If he didn’t want a hand job, so be it, I’d take off.

Within seconds, his knees dropped onto the floor and moved below the partition into my stall. His cock and balls were clean shaven. His soft uncut cock was about three inches long and of average thickness.

I started by reaching under his cock and fondling his balls. I rolled them around in my hand and very gently squeezed them, individually and together. Then I went after his cock. I fisted it and moved my hand back and forth. His knob was wet and slippery and his foreskin moved over his glans freely. He was getting hard with my ministrations.   I grabbed a handful of toilet paper with my left hand. When he ejaculated, I wanted to catch it with the paper rather than get it all over my shoes, pants and floor.

Just then someone came in and walked to the line of urinals and began peeing.  My neighbour’s cock was pulled out of my hand and he immediately stood up and settled back on his seat. I could hear the guy pissing.  It sounded like a heavy stream, I wondered if he had a big horse cock! When he’d finished, he walked straight out of the washroom without washing his hands.

My neighbor dropped down again. This time, instead of kneeling, he slid his legs and entire lower part of his body all the way under the partition to my side so that I had full access to his cock and balls. He was no longer as hard so I started all over again. I didn’t mind, it was all fun for me. His knob had lost some of its wetness. I gobbed up some saliva and retracting his foreskin fully, I spat it onto his bare cock head. Now his foreskin once again moved readily back and forth over his glans. He had a fairly pronounced ridge and his cock head had grown and deepened in colour.  Although not very large, his cock was really turgid and stood up at 45 degrees from his neatly trimmed pubes.

The sight and feel of his cock and balls was giving me a warm fuzzy feeling in my own cock and it too became half-hard.  My neighbor was fully hard by now. His cock was about four and half inches long and slender.  I didn’t want to neglect those beautiful nuts of his so I reached under his cock again and massaged and fondled them for a moment. He appreciated it as I heard him sigh with pleasure. His nut sack had tightened up against his body so I was not able to roll his nuts around in their sack. Still I was able to squeeze and caress them to his liking!

Wrapping my fingers around his cock again, I renewed my back and forth jerking. His cock felt super hard yet soft to handle. I gobbed again on his cock head to wet it more. I heard him murmur something and getting the impression that he might be close, I tightened my grip a bit and started jerking him faster. His breathing was intensifying and his knees were shaking and his hips were moving as much as possible under the partition. My hand increased speed again and then I heard a grunt. I placed my left hand holding the toilet paper under and over his cock head as I jerked and it was soon flooded with his cum. The paper couldn’t handle it all and some fell on the floor. He let loose a load of lovely creamy cum!

I continued to stroke him gently until his cock softened and he withdrew and settled back on the toilet seat.  I whispered, “Thanks for that,” and he replied, “Thank you.”

After drying my hands with more toilet paper, I pulled up my pants and shorts, flushed, washed my hands and left. I got out after he did but I noticed a handsome Pinoy boy standing outside the Charles & Keith shop looking my way.  We made eye contact and he gave me a wry smile.  Then, I noticed 2 women walking out of the shoe shop towards him - an older lady I presumed to be his mother and a younger girl who held his hand tightly before they moved on to another shop.

Travelling Tales: Encounter at Frankfurt Airport

I was at Frankfurt airport (just last week) using the toilet, standing at the urinals.  From the corner of my eyes, I saw a young blonde haired guy (who looked to be in his early 20s) standing at the urinal, two spaces away from me.  I turned my head and saw that he was sporting a raging hardon. He noticed me staring and explained that he gets hard whenever and wherever and he can't get it back into his tight pants so he was just standing there waiting for it to soften.  I jokingly asked if he needed any help.  

His first response was, "fuck man, I am no gay!"  Then, turning away from me, he ignored my remarks.  I continued standing at my place and continued staring at his raging hardon. One full minute has passed by and he was still standing there, his cock not getting any softer.  I asked again if he needed to jerk off. His reply was, "no way, not with you watching".  

Then he turned and walked into the last cubicle (previously occupied) and locked the door.  I waited until the coast was clear then knocked on his door and asked again if he needed my help. He sounded a little irritated but asked, "so faggot, what can you do for me?"  I felt I was getting lucky and answered him, "anything you like except no fucking."  He asked, "do you suck?".
 
I replied, "open the door."  There was silence.  After a short while, he unlocked the door and let me in.  I entered the cubicle, sat on the toilet bowl with him standing in front of me, his pants at his ankle and his fitting black Renoma around his knees.  I took his raging hardon and began to stroke his rampant cock.  My other free hand played with his dangling balls, massaging them.  

He whispered to me, "suck them."  I placed my mouth between his wide opened thighs and my tongue began to slurp on his hairy balls. I sucked on his testes one after the other.  He let out a soft lingering moan.  I continued stroking his cock which grew harder under my ministration.  Soon it grew to its maximum size - at least 8 inches of man meat.  His erect cock was long and slim with a small rounded cock head at its tip.

 

He pulled my head up and placed his arrow-shaped cock head on my lips.  I opened my mouth and he pushed his turgid cock into my mouth.  Then he began fucking my face, sliding his schlong in and out of my mouth.  My lips clenched tightly around his throbbing cock.  We kept the rhythm for a full 5 minutes or so until he began forcefully driving his cock deep into my mouth.  His cock head struck the back of my throat. 

With a soft gutteral groan, he released his semen down my throat almost choking me with the huge deposit.  After I had squeezed the last drop of semen from his dick, he quickly removed his softening cock from my mouth, dressed up and exited the cubicle.  I trailed him and saw his family (father, mother and a youngish looking girl, presumably sister) waiting for him outside.

Trivial Pursuit: Cruising Toa Payoh

There are many ways to win over a straight guy.  I have tried many different methods and most of them proved successful.  I like to share a recent encounter at Toa Payoh Hub.
 
I was in the toilet on Level 2 of the Hub where the food court is located.  An ah-beng looking guy with both his hands covered in tattoos stood beside me at the urinal.  He appeared to be in his late 20s.  He pissed stood there pissing, not paying any attention to me.  He must have a very full bladder judging from the very long endless stream of urine he was unloading.  Just when he was done, his hand phone rang.  He answered the call.  Instead of putting his dick back into his trousers, he stood there beside me with his dick out of his pants and carried on with the phone conversation which lasted for almost a full minute or so.  

As he stood there talking his other free hand squeezed his cock to get rid of the residual urine and as he did, his cock began to grow until it was fully erect.  It was a pretty sight - his cock was about 6 inches long, slender with clean-shaven pubes.  

I looked at his cock admiring it.  When he ended the call, he turned to me and asked in Hokkien, "why you look at my cock?"  I smiled and said his cock look very beautiful.  He sneered and asked, "you ah qua huh?"  I smiled and told him I like what I saw, adding that I had sucked many straight guy's cocks but his is one of the most beautiful I had ever seen.  I guessed I must have stroked his ego.  He turned his body towards me and said, "want to see is it, see lah."  So I look at it admiringly then looked him in his eyes, giving him that 'come fuck me' look.  

At that moment, someone walked in and he immediately entered the last cubicle but left the door ajar.  I entered and he immediately locked the door.  Then he whispered, "you only see is it?"  Immediately, I knelt down and took his hard erect cock into my mouth and sucked on it until he blew his load down my throat.  After we were done, we walked out together and I saw his pregnant wife waiting for him.  She asked him why he took such a long time and he answered in Hokkien, "stomach ache lah".  Then they walked to the food court for their dinner.
 
So you see, it is not so difficult to get a straight guy interested.

Trivial Pursuit: The Chinese Worker

Several weekends ago, I attended a house warming at Pasir Ris.  I left the party early as I had an early morning meeting on Monday.  On the way to the bus stop I dropped by the shopping centre to use its toilet.  A China guy stood beside me and yes, he was urinating, and so was I.  After he finished, he continued standing at the urinal and began to stroke his dick until it was hard and erect.  He didn't once glanced at me.  I moved my body nearer to his and looked at his hard cock.  He stepped back to let me see his cock which I estimated to be about 5.5 inches (not so long) but extremely fat (probably more than 2 inches in diameter) with a helmet shaped cock head.  It was quite a sight. He entered the cubicle leaving the door ajar.  I entered and locked the door.  He leaned against the tiled wall and shut his eyes. 

I lifted his shirt up to reveal a very toned body.  His entire torso was smooth and hairless.  Just above the elastic band of his Hanes briefs, I saw a hint of pubic hair, a prelude to what was inside his briefs.  His pants were unzipped exposing his bulging briefs.  I slowly pulled his work pants down to his ankle.  Then I pressed my face against his bulging briefs to inhale his masculine odour which emanated from his unwashed cotton underwear.
 
I kissed his hard cock through his briefs causing his cock to twitch several times.  He got impatient and pulled his briefs down revealing his thick cock which was standing at 45degrees from his abdomen.  At the tip of his cock was a pearly drop of precum.  I licked it and then continued to use my tongue to lick his cock head. In just a short while, his legs started trembling and then he pushed his whole cock into my mouth. I felt his cock pulsating inside my mouth and then it happened - his cock was spewing loads after loads of thick sperm down my throat.
 
In just under 5 minutes, it was all over.  He dressed up and quickly walked out of the toilet.

Trivial Pursuit: The Wedding Guest

My cousin, who works and lives in Bangkok, was invited to a wedding dinner held at the grand Regent Hotel on Rajdamri (now the Four Seasons).  It was the wedding of the daughter of  his close associate, a local Thai construction magnate.  Not only was the wedding venue posh, so were the guests who were all dressed up to their nines.  In fact, I felt rather under-dressed for the occasion and felt a little out of place.

While we were mingling with some acquaintances during the cocktail reception, I saw a very dapper looking guy (presumably Thai and rich) chatting away with a group of equally well-dressed local Thais.  Beside him was a gorgeous lady, wearing traditional Thai costume and bedecked with jewels, hands clutching his arms.  I had thought she was a girl friend but when a pair of identical twin boys came running to them and shouting, "papa, mama" I gathered they were a married couple.  After some time, I saw the guy excusing himself and walking across the room towards the lobby.  

As I was feeling bored I followed him.  He walked across the lobby and took walked toward the lift.  Soon I joined him and when the lift door opened, I entered after him.  We were at Level 1 and he pressed 3.  He looked at me and asked what floor.  I said I was also heading to Level 3.  When the lift door opened, he walked straight out. I followed him but at a safe distance so as not to let him think I am trailing him.  He made a right turn and when I made that turn, I realised it led to the toilets.  I entered the male toilet and saw him standing at the urinal.  As there were only 2 urinals, I took the one next to him.

He turned and acknowledged my presence and when he realised it was me, he greeted me and said, "so you know about this toilet too?  It's less crowded here than the one downstairs, and quieter too." I nodded my head.  

I then focused my eyes on the beautiful painting in front of me.  Although he had finished urinating, he continued standing next to me.  Out of curiosity, I slyly peeked at him and saw that he was pulling his foreskin back and forth trying to get rid of any residual that might be trapped below his long prepuce.  He noticed me looking and turning to face me he said, "need to make sure it is clean, I like to keep it fresh smelling all the time."  Then he continued to pull at his foreskin.  And I noticed that his cock has somehow gain some weight.  He pulled his foreskin all the way back, exposing his pink-purplish cock head.  He bent his head down to give a check.  In doing so, he stepped back and I had a full view of his dick.  When he let go of his dick, it was in a 50 percent state of arousal.  He murmured, "damn, always happens.  I get aroused very easily.  Sorry about that."  But he made no effort to put his dick back into his trousers.  Instead, he walked into one of the only 2 cubicles in the toilet, with his half hard cock sticking out from his trousers.

I looked back and realised he didn't shut the door.  He stood with his back facing me but I could see that he was wiping his cock with some toilet paper.   I put my own cock back into my trousers, turned around and stood in my original position, watching him.  Then I saw the unmistakable movement, that familiar movement of a hand stroking a cock.  

I walked and stood outside his cubicle.  Sensing my presence, he turned around with his fully erect cock sticking out from the his pants.  He moved several steps backwards.  I took the cue and entering his cubicle, I locked the door after me.  Then he said in a low soft voice, "I like being watched.  Can you just stand there and watch me cum?"  I smiled at him and nodded my head.

He sat on the toilet bowl and stretched his legs, such that they were touching my own legs.   Then he started to stroke his cock slowly.  He leaned back and with his head turned back staring at the ceiling, he started to rub his cockhead.  Then he moved his thumb away from his cock and leaning forward, invited me to smell his thumb.  I put my nose to his thumb and inhaled, enjoying the sweet scent of his precum.  He pressed his pre-cum covered thumb on my lips, I opened my mouth and he inserted his thumb.  I sucked on his thumb licking up his precum.  When I looked down to his crotch, I saw his blood engorged cock twitching.

He leaned back and began to remove his belt and lowered his zipper.  He let his pants fall open revealing white Armani briefs, waistband held tightly at the base of his erect cock.  Then he pulled his briefs down to let his hefty balls fall out to the open, allowing them to breathe. His right hand moved to his cock.  His fingers wrapped around his thick shaft and he began to wank, slowly at first.  Then he picked up speed and started wanking his hard erect cock as his breathing became heavier.  He started making soft gutteral noises.  Suddenly, he stood up and pointing his throbbing cock away from me, he began shooting thick creamy semen out from the tight slit of his cock.  I counted a total of 11 spurts.  His thick semen landed on the tiled walls of the toilet, covering it with little blobs of gooey spunk which trickled slowly down to the floor, forming a puddle of baby-makers.

He thanked me for watching and then cleaned up and after he had dressed up, we left the cubicle together.  He introduced himself as Prasert and passed me his business calling card.  He asked me to call him when I am free.

After I returned to join my cousin at the reception, I took his card out and it read, Prasert Chirathivat, Managing Director,  XXYYZZ Marketing Group.  I called him the next day.  

Travelling Tales: Supermarket Pickup

During one of my visits to Bangkok some years back, I did my grocery shopping at the local supermarket not too far from my apartment instead of going to Central Chidlom, which is my usual shopping place.  While making my rounds, I noticed a handsome Thai guy.  As it happened, we were both at the same cash-out queue.  He was right in front of me.  After he had finished paying, he stood outside pretending to read some messages on his handphone.  When he saw me exiting, he approached me and introduced himself and told me he recognised me as staying in the same block.  He also said he noticed that I usually had another Thai guy with me and asked where he was.  

I told him the Thai guy was my steady boyfriend but he was busy that day so I did my shopping alone.  Then he asked if I like to go for coffee.  Needless to say, I accepted his invitation.  After coffee and a very interesting conversation about his work and love life, we both needed to use the toilet.  He led the way to back of the building and then out to the car park where he said he left his car and would give me a lift back home.  At a desserted corner of the car park there was a toilet which he said was rarely used.

We entered the toilet.  There were only 2 urinals and 1 cubicle.  We both stood at the urinal and after he had finished his business he stood there stroking his cock until it became half hard.  Then winking at me, he said he like to try letting another guy suck his cock as he had never had that experience.  But he warned me that so far, none of his girl friends had been able to take all of his cock in their mouths.  

We entered the cubicle and after making ourselves comfortable, I knelt in front of him with him sitting on the toilet bowl.   I immediately dove down to his crotch and taking his cock into my mouth began sucking his half-hard cock which was already quite long and plump.  Once his cock entered my mouth, it jumped to attention.  That was when I realised what he meant by the girls not being able to take the whole thing.  He had a giant between his legs.  That monster must have been a good 10 inches or more and it was really very thick and fat.  Because he shaved his pubic hair, his dong looked even larger.

​I gagged for sheer size of his cock and he realised that he was making me uncomfortable.  He pulled his cock out, leaving only about 5 inches of it in my mouth and then sat back and let me service him.  I used my tongue to lick his cock-head as I sucked greedily on his stupendous cock.  

Every now and then, he would constrict his pelvic muscles causing his cock to twitch in my mouth. Then my right hand grabbed the lower exposed portion of his cock and stroke it as my left hand massaged his heavy balls.  

He whispered to me that I was such an expert at sucking cocks and that none of his girlfriends could pleasure him the way I did.  My ego boosted, I gave his cock the premium treatment.  I wrapped my lips tightly around his shaft and increased the suction on his cock as I moved my head up and down his cock.  At the same time, I gave him a tongue bath and he seemed to enjoy that very much.  His body started to tremble a little and he gave out soft moans each time I increased the pressure on his cock or when I used the tip of my tongue to tickle his pee-hole.

He had a good stamina and I think I must have spent a good 30 minutes adoring his cock and paying it homage with my tongue.  Then he pulled me up and turning me around, bent my body forward. He placed his long fat schlong between my thighs and I automatically squeezed my thighs tightly around his cock.  Then he started moving his body in a fucking motion as if he was fucking me from behind.  When he moved forward, his cock head appeared between my legs so I reached my hand and fondled his cock head as he fucked between my thighs.  After a couple of minutes, I could feel his breathing getting heavier and then suddenly he picked up speed and I felt his throbbing cock expanding and contracting between my thighs.  Huge globs of thick cum flew out from his cock, high up into the air, before they landed on the tiled floor in front of me.  Some of it landed against the wooden door in front of me.

After he had shot his last drop, I quickly turned around and kneeling in front of him, took his twitching cock into my mouth and continued sucking him until he couldn't take it anymore and begged me to stop.  I cleaned up his softening cock and then after we both dressed up, he drove me back to our apartment.  We met up 3 times during my last visit and I am looking forward to more rendezvous with him in my future visits to Bangkok.

Childhood Memories: My Cousin Ah Soon

I stayed with my 3rd auntie in their Tiong Bahru flat, on and off for probably 5 or 6 years until I finally managed to afford my own flat in Oxley Road.  The reason for having to move frequently in and out of 3rd auntie's house was simple - she often had guests visiting from Malaysia, some of whom stayed for extended period and were willing to pay for their rooms.  On such occasions, I would move out and look for cheaper alternatives.

For a short time in my early years,  a distant cousin of ours from Butterworth stayed with 3rd auntie.  He came to Singapore on work assignment and because he was lodging for free, Auntie was generous enough to let him sleep in the living room.  I shared my 2-door wardrobe with him and also my writing desk in my room. He was a friendly person and got on amicably with everyone at home.  His nickname was Ah Soon.  He was 23 years old, had a well-developed body and a matching face that was handsome beyond description.  He was engaged to be married that same year.

That weekend, 3rd auntie and her entire family were away at a friend's holiday chalet leaving Ah Soon and I at home.  That night, I was awoken by some noise coming from the TV in the living room.  I opened my bedroom door and when I peeked out to the living room I was surprise that, in the darkness, the television was on. What I saw on the screen stunned me - there were images of 2 young gals busy in carnal action - one was licking the hairy balls of a much older man while the other was sucking on his cock. And there sitting on the armchair in front of the TV was Ah Soon.

I opened the bedroom door and walked out to the living room purposely making some noise so as to signal Ah Soon that I was awake.  He immediately stood up to look round. He was naked waist down sporting a huge erection. We stared at each other for an instance.  Then I pretended as if nothing happened and turned to walk to the kitchen. Soon he joined me and asked me not to tell anyone what I had just witnessed. I smiled at him and said what he did with his life was none of my business. He gave a sigh of relief and asked if I needed anything. I said I'll think about that.

The next morning, I told Ah Soon that I saw his erect cock and that I couldn't help thinking about it the whole night.   He looked at me quizically and asked, "you mean you like men and cocks?"  I didn't answer him but just let my left hand absent-mindedly brush against my right nipple. I left my hand on my chest and my fingers continued to play with my nipples.  Ah Soon stood in front of me in only his boxers.  I looked down at his crotch and saw his boxer shorts tenting slightly.

He asked  me again, "so have you ever had anything with another man?"  I told him the story of how one of our neighbours seduced me when I visited their home.  I tried to be as descriptive as I possibly could right down to the details of how he made me suck his cock and made me to stroke his cock until he shot his sperm all over my face. He listened very intently to my narration.  Again my eyes rove to his crotch and this time his boxer shorts were so badly tented, I could see his erect cock straining to burst out of the front opening.

I laughed and teased Ah Soon for getting horny even without watching any porn. He blushed and excused himself.  He headed to the toilet. I walked back to my room and knew he was going to wank in the toilet.  I waited about 2 minutes before walking towards the toilet.  The toilet door was locked, so I gave a light knock and asked Ah Soon to let me in.  He asked me what I wanted and I said I like to watch him.

He opened the door slowly and let me in.  He was standing over the toilet bowl, his right hand holding on to his humongous cock. It was the largest Chinese cock I've seen so far.  Mentally I measured it to be at least 6 inches but was proven wrong later. It was longer than I had estimated it to be!

Ah Soon turned around so that he was now facing me and leaning against the wall.  I moved in closer to him and knelt in front of him, my face was now at level with his erect cock.  I opened my mouth; he moved his hips forward and his hard rod entered my mouth in a flash. I sucked him dry that morning but it took a long time for him to ejaculate. He explained that he had just wanked early that morning when he woke up with a morning woodie. 

This was how I got to suck my cousin, Ah Soon. That was the first of many times throughout the month that he stayed at 3rd Auntie's flat.

Before he went back to Butterworth, he posed for this photograph:

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Childhood Memories: My Cousin in Penang

I was almost 15 (in secondary school) when this happened at my granny's house in Penang. It was my first few experiences with any of my relatives, on this occasion, it was a male cousin.

It was the Chinese New Year holidays and everyone visited Granny, as always. We stayed several nights, as usual, because our family's CNY celebrations normally lasted a few days, On the second day when the adults were busy playing mahjong in the main hall, I took 3 of my younger cousins to the bathroom for their morning shower.  While I was helping the younger ones with their shower, one of my older cousins (then 26 years old) walked in and stood right in front of the toilet bowl.  He unabashfully took his penis out of his sweat pants and started to urinate. Then all the young ones also wanted to urinate and after my older cousin finished his business, the rest followed suit. 

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Later in the day,  I saw my 26 year old cousin heading towards the bathroom. I followed him and found the toilet door unlocked.  I opened the door and upon entering, I saw he was stark naked under the running shower. I pretended that I needed to pee so I stood over the WC and tried hard to pee. At the same time I was admiring his beautiful athletic body (forgot to mention that he was a national swimmer). He saw me watching and asked me why I was staring at him. I said I like his body and wished I had his built including the size of his cock which was a good 5 inches flaccid.  He felt flattered and allowed me to sit and watch as he continued with his shower. Soon he was soaping his groin and I noticed that his cock was starting to grow in size.  All too soon, it became fully erect at a very proud 7 inches in length.  His cock was not only long, it was plump and fat.  His ball sack was also large and held 2 huge testicles. 

Then he asked if I could leave him alone and I innocently asked why. He said he needed to do something and wanted to do it in private.  I teased him about needing to masturbate and dared him to jack off in my presence.  He was, at first, surprised at my remarks and even more at my dare.  After thinking for a moment, he decided to take up my challenge.   As he started to stroke his cock, I began to relate to him stories about my own sexual  experiences in my kampong communal bathroom.  

My stories certainly turned him on.  His cock became extra hard as he wanked himself furiously.  Then he suddenly turned to me and asked if I would like to help him out since I already had the experience of giving hand jobs and blowjobs to various men in the kampong.  Then he took my hand and put it on his cock. I held his huge dong and started to caress it and before long I had it in my mouth.  He was stunned and moved back trying to get his cock out of my mouth but I held it tightly in my mouth and he finally relented. I was sucking on it for only a minute or so when he started to tremble and shot his first spurt of cum in my mouth. He took his cock out from me, and continued to pump away on his cock shooting loads after loads of cum all over the tiled bathroom floor.



After that, he asked whether I needed to cum.  I immediately pulled my shorts down to my knees and my young erect cock sprang up at full attention. Then he took hold of my cock which was much smaller than his and began to masturbate me.  He didn't have to put much work into  it for within seconds I reached my orgasm, shooting my hot spunk all over the tiled floor, joining his own puddles of cum.  I was so excited that my cum flew in all direction and some of it actually landed on his legs.  He laughed, washed himself clean and left the bathroom.

Today, my cousin is a very happy grandfather and a successful retired lawyer in Malaysia.