Real Tales - The College Bathroom in the Summertime

During high school and college, I loved cruising at the college campus bathrooms and locker rooms. When school was in session, there was always plenty of dick to suck. But during the summer months, it was completely dead. But as dead as it was, the few guys I did get to hookup with were always some of the hottest guys I had ever seen. 

For a few weeks during the summer, the college would have week-long camps for high school seniors.  The camp was called Boys State. Each school was allowed to send 2 to 3 guys who were entering their senior year in high school. Normally, they would send their smartest or most athletic guys. These were to be the "cream of the crop". They would keep them busy all week, housing them in the dorms, making men out of them...or something like that. But send hundreds of 18-year-old horny guys, house them together in the dorm rooms, have them workout together, and keep them away from their girlfriends (or boyfriends). They always had to find an outlet for their sky-high testosterone levels. 

One hot summer afternoon, I was doing my usual rounds, checking the bathrooms and the locker rooms. I had started with the bathrooms that were the most popular. But as I walked around campus, I checked the bathrooms in other buildings, I even checked the locker rooms in the 2 gyms. NOTHING! For the last building the check, I headed to the student union. It used to be a great cruising spot, but the last few years, it had been dead. I started on the 1st floor bathroom, moved up to the 2nd floor and then the 2nd floor on the opposite side of the building. Each one was dead. I checked the basement on the one side, once again, nothing. I was about to leave when I remembered the basement bathroom on the opposite side of the building. This side of the basement only had a restaurant, which was never open. So, this hallway was always dead, and the bathroom was 1) a ghost town, but 2) a safe place. 

As I entered the bathroom, I was immediately greeted by that smell of the deodorizer cakes the university put in the urinals. I spent enough time playing in those bathrooms that smell was an aphrodisiac. A quick scan of the bathroom showed that it was empty. No big surprise. I was horny, so I decided to check out the writing on the stall walls. There were a few drawings of dicks. One of them was pretty good. The big head, the veins. I could feel my dick getting bigger in my shorts. Another stall contained an epic writing about a guy getting sucked off in that stall. He was very graphic in the details, by now my dick was rock hard. 

As I walked by the urinals, I noticed there was something written on the wall above the 2nd urinal. It was written in pencil, and it looked like it had been written recently. It started off with him describing how he was horny and disappointed that he was alone in the bathroom. He asked that the reader stroked their cock as they read. I obliged, I pulled out my dick, which was still rock hard. I noticed there was some precum. I first rubbed it on the head of my dick, I then licked it off my fingers. I stroked my cock as I started reading his story. He talked about how he had been running around all day, watching all these hot guys in their short shorts and no shirts. He described some of the guys, how their chests glistened with sweat. How their shorts barely covered their bulges. How their bubble butts bounced as they ran. I noticed there was more precum on my dick. I scooped it up and brought it to my lips. It tasted so good.

His story then went on to describe how while he was jacking off at the urinal, he let his shorts drop to his knees. Wanting to feel more naked, he also pushed his underwear down to his knees. There was something about how he wrote his story. It really drew me in. As I read, I felt compelled to do it too. I pushed my shorts down to my knees. I wasn't wearing underwear, I preferred the commando feeling of my dick and balls swinging around as I walked. But as I stood there, my shorts fell all the way to the ground. I felt like I was naked, with my erection sticking out for everybody to see. I scooped up more precum and brought it to my lips.  I moaned, probably a bit loudly, as I sucked my precum of my finger. At that exact moment, I heard the bathroom door close loudly. I was afraid it was too late to pull my shorts back up without looking suspicious. I realized that my dick was so hard, it wasn't going to bend back into my shorts, so I stepped up towards the urinal to try and hide my erection. Then I listened to the footsteps as I could hear him walking over towards the urinals. I glanced over as he took his spot at the furthest urinal, 2 away from me. 

I was embarrassed, I was standing here with a rock-hard erection, with another guy about 5 feet away. I stared at the wall, I tried to listen to the telltale sign that he was there to use the bathroom. But I never heard his start pissing. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see that he was standing close to his urinal. But I was doing the same. He still hadn't started pissing, so I moved my hands a little bit, as I slowly started jerking my cock. I thought I saw him do the same. Feeling brave, I decided to take a small step backwards, exposing my hard cock. But since I was holding my cock with my right hand, it would be blocking his view. I moved my left hand down to hold my cock. I moved my right hand over to scratch an imaginary itch on my chest. I then put my right hand down to my side, making it look like it had been there the entire time. 

I thought I saw him look over a few times. So, I slowly took that small step backwards. Trying to make it look natural, not sure how that would be. But as I backed up that 1 step, I felt like I was putting my cock on display for him. Still watching him out of the corner of my eye, I saw him look over again, right at my hard cock. I slowly jerked it with my left hand as he watched. But then I noticed him also back up a step. I looked over, I wanted to get a good view. He had a nice equally sized thick 7" cock, just like mine. Our cocks looked very similar. By now, we both realized we were there for the same thing. He took a step towards me, so I did the same, took a step towards him. I reached over with my right hand. I grabbed his hard cock, slowly jerking it. I felt his hand find my hard cock as he started jerking my cock. 

I took a good look at him. I guessed he was part of the Boys State. He looked like he could be 19, but most likely he was 18. He was wearing a tank top and a pair of athletic shorts. Sticking up over the top of his shorts, I saw the band of his jockstrap. He had a muscular body, just a little hair on his chest. I reached over with my left hand and pulled the bottom of his tank top up. I felt his abs, and his treasure trail going up his abs. His body was impressive. I noticed some precum forming on the tip of his dick. I reached down and scooped it up. I brought it to my lips to taste. It was tasty. He followed suit, got my precum and tasted it. He smiled as he licked it off his fingers. He had more precum leaking out of his cock. This time after I scooped it up, I rubbed it on his lips, and I bent in to kiss him. He opened his mouth, and we made out for about 5 minutes. Occasionally adding his or my precum to our lips. 

When he pulled his face back, he looked down at my cock. I reached up and put my hand on the back of his head. I pushed down a little bit, but there was little resistance on his part. He immediately dropped to his knees. He placed his nose in my pubic hair and took a big sniff. He started licking around the base of my cock, then going lower, he took in 1 of my balls. He tried to get the second one in, but they were too big for him. He released the first and then sucked on the second ball. After that, he worked his way up my cock until he got to the head. He opened his mouth and engulfed the head of my cock. He then went down on my cock, swallowing my entire 7".  Finally, when he hit the end, he gagged, but he held his head there. I grabbed his head and started going in and out of his mouth. Fucking his face. He was a true champ, taking all of it. I got close and started to slow down. He looked up at me with a questioning look on his face. I told him I was about to cum. He grabbed my ass and pulled my cock back into his mouth. Not wanting to disappoint, I fucked his face some more. This time, when I got close, I grabbed his head and held it there, not letting him pull off. I moaned as I started shooting 2, 3, 4 and 5 shots of cum down his throat. 

He stood up, grabbed my head, and started making out with me again. He pulled his head back and spit into my mouth. I could taste my cum and his saliva. He started kissing me again. He was a very experienced kisser for his age. Fuck, he was a very experienced everything for his age. My cock was still rock hard. I had to taste his cock. I dropped to my knees and took his whole cock down my throat. I sucked on it for a minute, savoring the taste of his manhood. I grabbed his hand and put it on the back of my head. He got the hint. He started pushing his cock in and out of my mouth. When he realized I could take his cock without gagging, he started to really fuck my face. I was enjoying this too much, I was moaning loudly. At this point, I didn't care if somebody heard us and walked in. I felt his body tense up, and I then felt his cum start shooting down my throat. I did pull back so I could catch his cum on my tongue. As soon as he stopped shooting, he pulled me up and we made out some more, swapping his cum between us. 

He broke off the kiss first. He had already pulled his shorts up, so I did the same, getting dressed again. He walked over towards the sink, washing his hands. I watched his face in the mirror, the light from the lights above the mirrors made his face shine. He was a very sexy guy. I walked over to the sink next to him and washed my hands. I thanked him and he returned the thanks. He then added he had one more day before he had to leave. He said he would be back there tomorrow at the same time. I told him I would definitely be there. As I walked out the door, I turned around to take one more look at him. 

The next day, I showed up at the same time. There was no need to cruise the other bathrooms, I knew where to find the fun. When I got to the bathroom, it was empty. I walked over to the second urinal and pulled out my semi-hard cock. As I looked up at the wall, I saw that the story was still there, still unfinished. As I waited, I kept jerking my cock, thinking about the day before. I looked over at the 4th urinal, hoping he would suddenly appear. I noticed there was something written above that urinal. I don't think it had been there the day before. I started reading it...

"I walked into the bathroom, needing a place to relieve my cock. I wasn't alone, there was a guy at the other urinal. He was standing there, with his shorts around his knees. It looked like he was jacking off at the urinal. I watched him, he was busy reading what I had wrote on the wall the day before. It then looked like he was licking something off his fingers. Was it his cum? Probably his precum. My cock was hard as a rock, I didn't want to scare him, but I wanted him to know I was here. I opened the door again, but this time, I closed it loudly. I then walked over to the far urinal, so I could watch him. I saw his hands moving around, I am pretty sure he was jacking off. I think he caught me looking, he stepped back and showed his rock-hard cock, I wanted to taste that..."