Cottaging Recollection.

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Cottaging Recollection.This happened a few years back but the memory of it makes me bone up every time.From being a permanently boned-up schoolboy any chance to have a crafty wank & I’d take it.Whether it was at the back of the class rubbing away at my knob in my tight black school trousers feeling my piss-slit ooze pre-slime through the material,or at the back of the schoolbus or in a secluded spot if I walked home,public lavs,even in the sacristry at church when I was an alter boy…anywhere.Back then one of my favourite places for a quick ham-shank,(wank),was in the changing room,(locker room),at school.FUCK,I loved it there,all the ripe smells,the manky socks & whiffy undies of my mates,jeez,my knob could spit in my pants without touching it.And I the biggest crush on my gym teacher.Imagine Tom Selleck from ‘Magnum P.I.’ & you get the idea.He was effing LUSH.Even though I was only a young lad I’d known since I was a k** that I was a real cock hound.Some of us are just lucky that way.I had zero interest in girls except as friends.Like you do I’d messed around with some of my mates,usual stuff,bit of knob flashing,rubbing our boy-boners together,bit of wanking,blah,blah,blah.I’d asked one of my mates once to slip his boner in my arsehole but he looked at me like I’d asked him to eat my shit,lol.So that was a no-go.I quickly learned that the older lads in school were usually more than happy to slip me a length coz they said it was ‘Really fucking tight up your shitter’.Ok,maybe not the most eloquent of expressions,hahaha,but I became very fond of really filthy verbal talk.I soon learned where the best,most active public toilets where around town,(most of them truth be told),& I’d pop in and out of them with some frequency,school & home life allowing.Even if I was in türbanlı escort town with my mam of a saturday I’d find time for a quick visit.There was one particular toilet close to the bus depot in Middlesbrough,where I lived,which was well popular.And the cubicle walls had some of the BEST filthy writing & drawings scrawled all over them.Anything from blokes wanting a quick BJ or for some ‘filthy men to group fuck my filthy slut missus in her cunt & arse’ to the ‘sissy cock slut whore who needs my smooth arse-cunt filled with big black cocks’ & every other permutation of sexual depravity inbetween.I could bang one out & squirt my teen load over the wall in double quick time reading that shit,lol.And of course I’m sure all you pervs reading this will know how popular a randy teen in school uniform in a public toilet can be!Like flies round shit the pervs are,hahaha.I was lucky in that I could handle myself pretty well & apart from a few dodgy times when I thought,’Oh this aint gonna go well’ I pretty much was ok.I learned the ‘safer’ times to cottage & there’d usually be a couple of older blokes who’d keep an eye out for me.There was one old dear,Johnny,who must’ve been in his late 50s back then who was camp as a row of pink tents but,fuck,no-one messed with him.If he so much as suspected that I could be in danger he’d have the perv in a head-lock & outa the lavs on his arse quick-smart,bless him. I’d sucked my 1st black cock in a public toilet which led to my passion for ‘black meat’.I don’t mean those huge horse-cock ones,though they ARE great to wank over in videos/mags etc.No,I have never been a size queen,I leave that to those blokes who’s arses are like buckets or who’s throats are like bottomless pits,lol.This man was around türbanlı escort bayan 40,45 & he was a wet dream to a randy teen lad.He was slim but fairly muscular,(not an ounce of spare fat on him),beautiful glossy black smooth skin,an arse you could crack nuts on & an amazing totally hairless cock & heavy low-hangers which always produced a surprising amount of spunk every time,(yeah,he wasn’t a one of).The 1st time I got to slobber all over his fat drooling bell-end he was in his work clothes,a dark blue grimy heavy cotton overalls splattered with paint.He’d pushed the door of the cubicle I was in,usual pose sat on the pan with my black school trousers & white y-fronts round my ankles,(this WAS the 70s,lol),& my white school shirt pushed up so I could tug on my little pink nipples with one hand while stroking my slimy knob with the other.He looks at me & gives me this huge grin.He winks & says,’Having fun there lad?’ I’ve got my tongue hanging out the side of my mouth & my eyes half closed with pleasure,so what did HE think,lol. He steps inside the cubicle & closes the door,just staring at me & rubbing his bulge,all the while making quiet encouraging sounds,’Mmmmm,lovely,yeah that’s it,stroke that hot boy-knob,that’s the way get it all good n slimy for me’.Never been one for much encouragement,me.And I was well into giving him a good show.By now his cock’s tenting the front of his crotch so I mouthed,’Take it out for me,I wanna see that big cock’.He duly obliged &,WOW,I spat my load of boy-jizz there & then.I reckoned it had to be a decent 7 inches,not overly thick but his bell-end was a beauty,once it was fully exposed from his heavy wrinkly overhanging knob-hood.It was the deepest purple in colour with a pronounced piss-slit,just escort türbanlı like a little cunt & this heavy string of pre-slime hung from it a good few inches down.Fucking YUM.Oh & his bollox,jesus,they were BIG & hung really low & loose.There wasn’t a single hair on them or round his cock,I was enthralled.Suddenly he whispers,almost aggressively,’SUCK me,do it,come on suck that fucker’.Oh I didn’t need telling twice.I leaned over & wrapped my lips round his pulsing drooling knob head & slurped up all that salty slimy pre-jizz,mmmmmmm,fucking TASTY it was.He placed his rough workers hands round the back of my head & slid his throbbing veiny shaft right into my hungry teen mouth & almost rabbit fucked me face.I had to put my hands against his thighs to stop him from jabbing at the back of my throat.I could hearing him hissing and sighing as he gave my mouth a damn good shafting,the slimy goo almost flooding my mouth.He didn’t last long 1st time round coz only a few minutes into it he bucked,grunted & if I thought his pre-cum was heavy going his spunk,oh fuck me,it was like wallpaper paste,lol.Thick glob after thick greasy glob of man-spunk spat into my gulping mouth.The grip on my head tightened as he seemed to be emptying a week’s worth of hot salty chunky man-jizz into me.I could feel quite a bit of the goo slipping past my lips but I definitely swallowed more than I lost.Then one final shudder & he slipped out of my mouth,still bone hard with his bell-end glazed in chunky-spunk which I obligingly & rather greedily cleaned up.And THAT,dear readers,was the beginning of a 2 year,secret,’love’ affair with one of the horniest black men I’d ever met.All the others,partners & one nighters,paled,(‘scuse the pun),into insignificance by comparason.That was 38 years ago & wherever you are,Bob,THANK YOU.Hell,I just thought,he’d be in his late 70s now.Wonder if he’s still alive & if he’s still getting that delicious cock serviced,fucking hope so.Hope you all liked reading this.I welcome comments.And do feel free to share your experiences,ideas,sleazy fantasies with me. 😉

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