Your Turn

Our family was eating at a fast-food place along with some people that my parents knew. I was 11 or 12. The other people had a boy a year or two older than me. He seemed very cool. I felt like I was big stuff for hanging with the older dude, because I usually kept away from bigger guys. I sat next to him, ordered what he did, joked with him, really felt big.

He told his parents he was going to the restroom. Right away I said I would go with him. What I expected was a restroom with stalls and privacy. I also thought we would both go to urinals and piss. Well, it was a room without stalls. Toilet, urinal and lavatory all in the open. You could lock the outside door but there was no privacy inside.

He unfastens his pants and plops his butt down on the toilet seat. With both hands he makes a kind of tent over his junk to hide it. He just sits there for a minute. Then he kind of whispers "Hey, look." Look at what? For a split second he removes his hands. Holy shit. He has got a bunch of hair. Plus his dick is big and sticking way up. Then he hides everything with his hands again.

I felt like I had just received the most wonderful gift ever. That big boy liked me enough to let me see his peter! For all I knew, that must be a secret sign of friendship among older boys. I kept glancing toward his crotch in hopes of getting another look. Now he is rubbing his dick with one hand and halfway hiding it with the other. After a minute or so he stood up and reached down for his underwear and pants. His dick was still sticking out. He fixed his underwear around his dick. Then he said to me that it was my turn.

There was no doubt what he meant. I backed up to the toilet and dropped my pants, revealing my little weenie as I sat. I tried to hide it like the other guy had hidden his, but I didn't really want to hide it. I wanted him to see every little inch of it.

I suppose my weenie got hard. Really don't remember that part. The important thing for me was knowing that the other guy was seeing me like I saw him. Almost immediately he said "Nice." Then after a brief moment of him still staring at my peter, he said that we better get back to the table.

That was all that ever happened with that guy, but later after I found out how to jack off, I would sometimes pretend that we were looking at each other while I stroked my little stiffie.

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