My first time part 1

My first time part 1My first time part 1It’s June of 1985 and I had recently graduated from high school. The summer lay before me filled with plans of travel and partying before starting my college studies in the fall. I had just broke up with my girlfriend I had all through high school since neither one of us wanted a long distance relationship when I went off to college. I was starting to pack things for several weeks of traveling around the state of Michigan to camp in various state parks and tour the Great Lakes coast line around the lower peninsula of the state. I wanted to see Lakes Huron and Michigan and enjoy the beaches and the woods in the northern Lower Peninsula. I needed to do some shopping for some supplies and some new clothes as I was desperately in need of shorts, t-shirts and a new bathing suit.I decided to head over to the local shopping mall to try and find some clothes for the trip. My trip to the mall was successful as I found a sale at the Montgomery Ward and was able to purchase everything that I needed at a significant discount. At 18 years old, money was tight since I had saved money for the last year from my paper route and busing tables at a local restaurant any savings realized meant more money for the gas tank and for beer. I finished up at Wards and headed to the food court to grab a bite to eat. The food court was busy and every booth had a line since it was lunchtime. I decided to make a quick trip to the men’s room before waiting in line in the food court. The men’s room by the food court was a pay toilet. In order to get into the men’s room, you had to insert a dime into the door and turn the handle to get in. I did not have any change so I thought I would wait for someone to come out so I can get into the restroom. In less than a minute, an older gentleman exited the men’s room and I was able to dart in before the door closed. There were three urinals in the men’s room but two were out of order due to a plumbing problem and the third one was occupied by a man in his mid-thirties who looked to be a maintenance worker employed by the mall management company so I headed into one of three stalls in the men’s room. Two of the stalls were regular stalls with the normal partitions between them but the third stall was a handicapped stall that had a regular tiled wall divider between it and the other two stalls. I entered a regular stall and took my seat and noticed that there was a hole about the size of a quarter that had been cut into the divider wall near the paper dispenser. The hole was covered with a sheet of toilet paper stuck to the inside wall of the stall next to me which was empty. For the life of me, I could not understand why people always deface and damage the walls in men’s rooms. I had just finished up when I heard the bahis firmaları urinal flush and the maintenance worker washing his hands at the sink. While he was washing his hands I also heard a dime drop into the coin slot on the door lock and someone enter the rest room. I heard the maintenance worker and the new person exchange greetings and then the maintenance worker left the restroom. The new person entered the stall next to me, closed the door and I heard him undo his belt and zipper and then heard his pants being pushed down followed by the sounds of him sitting on the seat.There was a light over the neighbors stall but the one above mine was burned out making my stall rather dark. I flushed the toilet and was getting ready to stand, pull my pants up and head back to the food court for some lunch when I noticed the piece of toilet paper covering the hole between the stalls was being removed which struck me as peculiar. The hole got really bright when the paper was removed and then the hole got really dark. I also noticed that the shadow on the floor between the stall divider moved towards the wall and darkened the whole floor. I could tell by the outline of the shadow that the man in the next stall was peeking through the hole into my stall, at me! I was stunned, not just by the fact that some dude was peeking at me through the peep hole, but more so by the fact that I realized that I was experiencing a complete and total sexual rush by this. I could feel my cock stiffening almost immediately as my mouth went completely dry. Suddenly, the floor was lit again and so was the hole in the divider wall.I could barely control my curiosity as I slowly leaned forward and tried to sneak a glimpse of the man in the stall next to me. As I leaned forward and focused on what lay behind the hole, the first glimpse I get is of a very hairy and well defined forearm slowly moving up and down. As the forearm moves down I get a glimpse of hairy chest and hairy abdomen that may have a couple extra pounds on them but definitely masculine, and very hot. He had nice dark nipples topped with hard pea sized tips on them. The hair on his abdomen all curled toward the center and formed a dark hairy line that passed his belly button and continued on down to his thick, dark and hairy bush which looked soft and silky under the harsh glaring fluorescent lights above his stall. At the base of the bush was a semi-hard uncut cock hanging above a very nice and somewhat large set of balls. His cock was about 6.5 inches long and of proportionate girth and looked very similar to my cock, his just had A LOT more hair. He was slowly stroking it up and down with his legs slightly spread on the toilet. He had the hairiest thighs I had ever seen. This hairy dude had me more horned up than I had kaçak iddaa ever been in my life which was absolutely blowing my mind. He spread his legs wide to give me a better view of him stroking his cock in that stall when I noticed his foot come under the divider; he was wearing a pair of dark brown, newer Dingo boots. This was the mid 1980’s when country music was not cool, western wear was not fashionable but this fucking turned me on. This guy was a total dude, not some androgynous punk rocker or flitty, swishing hair dresser or any other stereotyped gay person of the times. My cock was rock hard, like blue steel, a cat couldn’t scratch it. The dude leaned forward a bit to take another peek, I indulged him and leaned back, spread my legs to give him a good view. I am 6’3”, about 195 # at the time with blonde hair and blue eyes. My hair was almost shoulder length with the typical mullet style cut, short on the sides and almost spiky on the top with a very light mustache. My body was smooth with a bit of hair around my nipples and belly button and a nice “happy trail” of light hair down to my thick, long bush. My cock is cut, 7.5 long and 5” in girth and a rather large set of balls that tend to hang low in warm weather. My inner thighs are a bit hairy but with little hair elsewhere on my legs. My legs are those of an athlete, large thighs and extremely muscular calves. My jeans always tend to fit a bit tight around my calves due to their size. The dude was watching me as I slowly stroked my rock hard cock, I was so juiced up that I was spewing pre-cum like never before. This whole situation had rocked my world. FUCK!!The dude moved his hand under the divider and beckoned me with his finger as he whispered through the whole, “Get on your knees and slide your dick under the wall.” I freaked. I told him, “Someone could walk in and catch us, I don’t think so.” He said, “We will hear the coin drop, the handle turn and the door creak on the dry hinges, giving you plenty of time to pull back.” I realized he had a point.So, I stood up, dropped to my knees and slid almost under the wall. I looked down and saw the man’s hairy hands and knuckles reach out and one grasped my dick and the other cupped my nuts. I almost shot my load right then and there. Another man’s hand was on my cock gripping it while another one was lightly kneading my nut sack. Holy shit did it feel good. His rough hairy hand, gripping my dick as if to never let it go, began to slowly stroke up and down. He paused and then his knees slid under the partition and touched mine, giving me access to his crotch too. As he resumed stroking me, I reached out and wrapped my hand around his dick marveling at how hot it felt to the touch. I began to stroke him watching his foreskin glide smoothly back and forth kaçak bahis across the shiny mushroom head of his cock. This is the first man dick I had ever touched and the first uncut cock I have ever seen in real life. I was totally mesmerized by the feel of it in my hand and the sensations I was receiving in my groin. All of a sudden, he slid back and pulled his dick out of my grasp and I saw his knees disappear back under the wall. Suddenly, I felt something warm and slick envelope my cock head and then slide all the way down to the root of my cock and then a scratchy sensation on my nuts. The man was sucking my dick!! I was getting my first blow job. I looked down and saw the man’s beard covered chin scratching my nut sack with my dick down his throat. He slowly pulled off and I watched my shiny spit covered cock slowly re-appear out of his mouth. When he pulled off, there was a thread of pre-cum hanging between my cockhead and his beard. I reached down and used my finger to collect it and then licked it off my finger. It tasted like it usually does but it also had a different scent from the man’s spit. It got me so fucking turned on I almost lost my load for the second time in a matter of minutes. He grabbed my balls and held them firmly as he slid his mouth back down on my cock and proceeded to start taking my cock all the way back into his throat. He slowly pulled back off it again and ran his tongue around the head of my cock. I was spewing precum like a faucet as he licked the head again. The dude moaned as he licked it again and told me it was the sweetest precum he’s had. He went back down on my cock, slid it down into his throat and just held it there as his tongue was rubbing on the underside of my dick. That was it I couldn’t take anymore and whispered through the hole in the wall I was gonna cum. He just started sucking up and down on my dick and pulling on my nuts and then I blew my load right into his throat. My knees went weak and I thought I was gonna pass out and it felt like it was the biggest load I ever shot in my life. He kept my dick in his mouth until it started to go soft when I heard a dime drop into the pay toilet door. I quickly pulled back from under the stall divider and got back on the toilet seat as I heard the door open.I looked through the crack by the stall door and saw an older 50 something man step up to the urinal across from the toilet stalls to take a piss. I grabbed some paper from the roll and started to clean myself up a bit and took another peak through the hole between the stalls to get another look at the hairy dude in the stall next to me. He was stroking his dick slowly and I could see he was looking through the crack by his door towards the urinal. I looked thru the crack in mine again to see what the older guy was doing at the urinal when I realized I hadn’t heard him start to piss. There he was standing at the urinal sideways looking over toward the stalls where we were and he was slowly stroking his dick.To be continued……