1: I was leaving the department, via the back stairs. It took me
past the gents' toilets. I saw a kid, probably about nine or ten,
emerge, and then double back on himself. I hadn't intended to head that
way, but something said I should, so I followed him into the toilets.
He was standing at the urinals, in front of the middle of three. When I
got there and unzipped, he looked up at me, a little stunned look, and
looked down at himself. He was circumcised, and had an erection,
probably two inches long. He looked at mine, which was rapidly getting
hard, then put himself away and walked out. I saw him again that
afternoon, but he didn't seem so keen to play.
2: I was at a local shopping centre, in toilets where I knew a lot of
boys went. I looked across to the far end of the urinals on the other
side of the narrow corridor of them, to where a fat kid and an old man
were at either end of a row of four, left hand sides facing me. The kid
pulled down his tracksuit bottoms and hooked them under something, I
assume under his scrotum. The bloke also pulled his out. I couldn't see
either of them pissing, but both took long, significant looks sideways.
They didn't look related, but had come in together, and sort of left
together. I found myself wondering if some kind of deal had just been
done.
3: in the same toilets, I'd seen a few tiny little dicks before a boy,
about ten I'd guess, came in and pulled out near me, a couple of
urinals to the left. I got a good long look at his dick, and was
pleasantly surprised to find that it was half-hard, the foreskin pulled
back a little way, standing horizontal, and with a little blue vein
prominent on the side.
4: same shopping mall, different toilets. I'd seen a couple of kids
come in, shamelessly show off their dicks, not thinking about the fact
that I might be watching them, and was getting quite horny. Guy
directly behind me hadn't moved in ages, and was glancing over his
shoulder, so once the coast was clear I turned round and went over to
him. My initial assessment was right, he was only about 15. Had a
gorgeous, unblemished dick sticking out of a patch of glossy-looking
dark pubes, and I wanked him off, rolling his pure-looking foreskin
over his head and back.
5: same toilets, about Christmas time, kid (about eleven or twelve)
comes in and spends ages at a urinal behind me and to the left. Looks
over his shoulder a few times, but I never manage to pluck up the
courage to do anything about it.
6: motorway service station, in a stall with a peephole to the next.
Been waiting ages, but finally not one but two boys come in, about
eight and five or six. I get to see the younger one's dick, a good
couple of inches long soft, and with a great long foreskin. The older
boy I don't see front on, but he wipes his arse near the hole and I see
his scrotum, pink and wrinkled and perfect to lick, with that little
scar-like line down the middle.
7: leisure centre changing rooms. The cubicles are being refurbished,
so everyone has to change together. Most of the boys are shy, but one
that changes near me has his trunks off in the shower and walks around
naked. Bit chubby, so you don't see his dick too well. Another boy has
his towel over his shoulders and drops his trunks, affording me a
perfect, very close view of his dick and balls. He's about an inch and
a half long, as thick as my middle finger, and has a pointed foreskin
pucker, with a definite ridge where his head joins his shaft. He's
messing around with his friends, talking about wanking and stuff, and
then for some reason he gets up onto the bench in just his Y-fronts,
and makes a call to get their lift to come. All the while, a hand is
down his pants, playing with his dick, which I can see outlined against
the thin, grey fabric.
8: just leaving a supermarket - wish I was on my way in, and alone. Boy
in brightly coloured shorts and t-shirt (maybe a football strip) has a
hand on the front of his crotch. Must have been about 8 I guess, maybe
9. When he pushes down, he definitely pushes a hard protuberance
forward in his pants, and then when his hand leaves his crotch, there's
a huge tent leading the way, with a very obvious point at its front.
I'd love to have followed them around the shop and maybe seen if he'd
been sent to the toilet.
9: walking into the institution I work in, school buses are arriving,
lots of early teens and younger tumbling out for an open day visit. I
head straight to a toilet I know is near the room they're going to, and
which has three stalls with peepholes in between at exactly the right
height. Boys of that age are often shy and used a cubicle. Over the
next couple of hours I get close-ups of a boy who skins back all the
way, who's started puberty by the looks of things, another boy who
semi-skins, giving that blunt-ended look, and a third who takes the
biscuit, pulling out a nicely-sized but still pre-pubertal dick, with a
beautiful foreskin pucker, which he pisses through without skinning
back. Heaven.
10: a motor show toilets, crowded. Boy near me makes an effort to hide
himself from view, but as I walk past his back, I realise that the
mirrors above the sink in front of me might be useful. Indeed they are
- in the reflection, as I pretend to wash my hands, I am afforded a
perfect views of his little dick.
11: a toilet where I've looked before for more adult entertainment. A
young boy on a school visit comes into the stall next to me and I get a
good view of him skinning back and pissing. Nice dick, probably a few
inches soft, on a boy about 14 I'd say. Small patch of light-coloured
hair too.
12: shopping centre toilets, another day. In the corner when a boy
comes in. I've been waiting for this. There's a wall between us,
covering what he's doing, over my left shoulder and backwards. I spend
the whole time with my head turned around, waiting to see if he'll look
around. He does, catches my eyes, and then looks down to where I'm
flashing him my penis. He grins, and watches for a bit, before turning
back and finishing his pee. As he leaves, he stops for a few seconds,
grinning at me and watching as I play with myself. I try to beckon him
over, but he leaves, still happy but uninterested in anything more. He
must have been about nine or ten, ginger hair, sticky-out ears and a
very cute naughty grin.
13: same toilets. Boy comes in needing to pee, but doesn’t want to
touch his dick for whatever reason. Elaborate trick involving pinching
his underpants with his fingers follows. Lets his dick out at last, and
it's a beauty, slightly stub-nosed. Lets it hang there in plain sight
while he pisses. Beautiful sight. About two and a half inches long,
slightly fattening with the onset of puberty, not a hair in sight.
14: Boy comes in to toilets when there's no-one else around. Keeps
looking across at me, checking out my dick. I try to encourage him to
get his out, but he's not going to. He finishes up and steps away, but
since my dick is out and hard he stops and watches it for a few
seconds, frozen to the spot, before leaving.
15: Young lad comes in, must have been desperate because I can hear him
sighing as his stream starts to flow Looks across at me once or twice,
then, as he's zipping up ready to leave, takes a good long look at my
dick, which I make sure he can see. Leaves to wash his hands, but
reappears a few moments later at a different urinal. I begin to think
something might happen, but although we make eye contact a couple of
times, he chickens out and leaves again before the path is clear to go
and stand next to him.
16: very crowded shopping centre toilets. Young lad comes in and stands
at the urinal to my left. Pulls his tracksuit forwards and down, and
hooks the waistband of it and his undies under his dick. He proceeds to
pee, his dick just hanging out on plain view. I take an eyeful, gazing
in wonder at two and a half inches of uncut perfection, with a
lovely sparse patch of pubes just above. Heaven.
17. I saw him in the carpark first. I was heading that way and hoping
to catch a glimpse of something in the toilets of the supermarket. I
slowed to see if I could enter the builidng at the same time as them,
just in case he needed to wee. I was still moving too fast, and would
be a minute ahead of him and his mum, but thought I would take a chance
anyway. I ducked into the Gents and went to a urinal. A UPS guy was
there, but finished almost as soon as I arrived. I waited, watching the
UPS guy washing and drying his hands out of the corner of my eye, and
then suddenly there was a creak from the door and he was there. Little
skater-kid looking dude, about ten or eleven, scruffy haired and with a
red t-shirt on. There was only one free urinal, next to mine, and he
came to it. There was a divider between us, but being over six foot
tall has its advantages. His little dick looked strange, blunted, but I
realised he had skinned back his paper-thin foreskin until just the tip
of his head peeked through. He never looked my way while he was going,
giving me a good chance to check him out. Not a big lad, but probably
worth getting my lips around if I ever got the chance. He finished and
stowed his stuff, and went to wash his hands. Just as he was leaving I
leaned ever so slightly away from the urinal, my dick on show if he had
wanted to look. And he did - glanced at first, then a longer look, a
slight hesistation in his stride as he slowed to take it in. Then he
was gone.