Looking for Prime in the Mall

 I'll make this brief because telling about it doesn't speak very highly of me as a teen.

At age 15 I discovered tea-room tricking at a mall and was immediately thrilled that I could find horny guys to share my arousal and jack off with. I was less thrilled by the old farts who swarmed around me when I went cruising.

The truth is that I spent hours of unproductive time trying to lose the trolls and connect with a decent jerking pal, when there might not even have been a single decent pal in the whole mall. By decent, I meant guys up into their early 20's, as long as they had a fresh young look. I squandered time walking constantly from one loo to another, back and forth through the mall and its stores, spending two or three hours hunting a momentary partner who wasn't past his "sell-by" date. To my mind I was accomplishing something by investing two hours in hunting a bud for a two-minute wank.

But as I look back on it now the mall action was frustrating. Even if I did locate a compatible guy who met my criteria, we would soon be interrupted by every old fart in that end of the county. The only defense I can offer is that mall-cruising was the only way I knew to locate a momentary partner.

"The definition of insanity is doing the same thing again and again but expecting different results."

Anonymous Loo-Looker