I learned a couple of things about myself when I was 14. It was in the weeks leading up to Christmas and I was at a mall shopping for gifts. After while I needed to take a leak and headed for the men's room. There was another guy also heading down the hall to the restrooms. He was high school age yet wearing black slacks, dress shirt and a tie. I assumed (and still do) that he was dressed like that because of working a holiday job at one of the stores.
We entered the relief station at almost the same moment. He headed for one of the stalls and I (totally innocent) went to the urinal next to his stall.
After pissing I happened to notice a hole about 1/2" or 3/4" in diameter through the partition. This was something novel, brand new to me. I stood there wondering about it, and then realized I could get a tiny look at what was going on in the stall. That little look let me see the other guy's upper arm which was in constant motion. He was apparently jacking off. I kept standing at the urinal and in a moment the scene changed and I no longer saw his moving arm. Now to my absolute amazement I saw what appeared to be an eye looking through the hole. Was he looking at my dick? What the hell was happening?
Another moment went by and once again I had a view of the moving arm.
To make a long story short, I rapidly acquired a boner and could not resist pumping my erect dick. The eye was now positioned again at the hole. I got the impression that his forehead was pressed tightly against the partition while he looked at me. There was absolutely no doubt that the dude in his white shirt and tie was both jacking off and watching me do the same.
My climax arrived almost immediately. It was a profound cumshot. As I blasted my stuff into the urinal the other guy sped up and must have reached his own orgasm. I zipped up and hurried out of the restroom while he was unrolling toilet paper.
What I learned: first, I discovered anonymous sexual contact which I had not previously experienced. And second, I found out that I was highly aroused by somebody else looking at me when I was stiff.
One thing I have considered over the years, whether this happened purely by chance, or whether the other dude had got a look at me and decided to cruise me and see what might happen.
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That guy in the nice clothes probably visited the restroom on every break looking for wank partners. Part of my youth was spent cruising restrooms and loving the mutual relief that I found with like-minded guys. I hung out at the mall right after school when the adult cruisers were still at work and guys my age dropped in ever so often.
ReplyDeleteHell yes he cruised you. Did you think he was staring through that hole to evaluate your belt buckle?
ReplyDeleteThat's quite a mental picture: black slacks, white dress shirt and a necktie--- and meanwhile busy going jack, jack, jack! Yes, you were cruised, and quite successfully too.
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