A Twink’s Secret Peep at a School Bathroom Cock
It was my final year in high school, but I already had my secret. I’d snuck off to the boys’ bathroom during lunch, just like I did several times a week. It wasn’t to answer nature’s call, as my classmates thought; it was to answer a different kind of call. My mission: to steal a peek at the cock of a fellow twink.
As I entered the restroom, my heart began to race at the prospect of finally seeing what I’d come for. Peeking through the cracks in the stall doors, I found my prey, a slender young man with naught but a towel around his slender waist. His slim frame, slender limbs, and mop of blond hair were enough to take my breath away. But it was his gleaming member that made my knees weak. It was the biggest I’d ever seen.
My eyes followed every contour of his manhood, and I felt warmer and warmer as I watched him. He stretched his arms above his head while I watched, and I could see his member strain against the thin material of his towel. I wanted nothing more than to reach out and feel it, to hold it in my hands and envelope it in my lips. And so I did.
That’s when I experienced a pleasure more intense than anything I had ever known. A pleasure so deep, so powerful that it threatened to overwhelm me. I savored every last second, until the bell came to announce the end of lunch and my thrilling secret was finally revealed.
Table of Contents
- 1. Entering the School Bathroom
- 2. Peeking Through the Cracks
- 3. Close Encounters With Hunky Guys
- 4. The Realization of a Twink’s Hopes and Dreams
- Final Thoughts
1. Entering the School Bathroom
I slinked my way down the shadowy hall, straddling my giddiness and caution. No one should be here at this hour and yet here I was – about to delve deep into that world. I felt my breezy twink self go in to the restroom, my heart thumping with curiosity and thrill. The place was quiet as I tiptoed inside.
I crawled onto the last stall, my feet brushing across the patch of dried urine beneath. I peeped over and grinned at what I saw. He was there, a senior in tight boxers and briefs, his bulge begging my attention and his face in a state of pure abandon. His hands were entwined in the back pocket of his pants. I leaned in closer, gapping in amazement at what it revealed – a cock built for a king! It was long and tannish, smooth yet big and full – just the way I like it. I slid my hand in my pocket, and reached for my camera. I quickly snapped a few photos before he could sense me. Then I scuttled back into my hiding place, no longer afraid.
2. Peeking Through the Cracks
The Secret Peep
- In the middle of the night I heard a gentle tapping echoing from outside the walls of my sleeping quarters.
- The sound beckoned like a secret whisper, and I just had to know what awaited me on the other side.
Slipping out in the cloak of darkness I followed the mysterious tapping, and soon found myself in the school bathroom. I was captivated by the sound of elated male voices, and soon curiosity got the better of me, and I carefully crept up to the gap between two cubicle walls.
The sight before me caused my cheeks to blush with embarrassment, yet I couldn’t take my eyes away from the magnificence of what I beheld. The most handsome twink was leaning back against a wall, with his black school trouser pulled down to his ankles and his scarlet underpants pushed to one side. His cock was huge and erect, pointing skywards like a worshipper before a shrine. It glistened and twitched as his hand moved up and down faster and harder.
I watched the twink stroke his length until his skin shone with sweat, and every muscle on his body pulsated with delight. The cries of pleasure and moans of satisfaction were short but intense. I felt a tightness in my lower abdomen as I witnessed such a beautiful and private show of pleasure while at the same time feeling a deep sense of envy.
3. Close Encounters With Hunky Guys
- The Peep
I hid in a deserted back room of the school locker room, peering through a tiny gap in the wall tiles that had been conveniently pried open. Panting with excitement, I observed the hunky schoolboy in the bathroom walking around confidently and slightly careless of his nudity. His face was bright with anticipation as he opened the locker holding his school bag and pulled out a neatly folded white towel. His toned body shimmered in the light and I felt my own body responding to the sight of him.
He took a few steps towards the bath and proceeded to lower his towel, almost as if he was aware that I was there. His velvety smooth skin and chiseled features were accentuated as he stepped into the gushing warm water. His large and commanding penis waved in my direction, as if it was calling me to join in the fun. I wanted to take a closer look, but as soon as he finished his bath, he quickly put on his clothes. I yearned for more, but I had been satisfied enough to last another day.
- The aftermath
A few days later, I bumped into the hunky boy in a hallway. I felt my heart skip a beat. I asked him how he was doing and he said he was good, whilst looking away.
I don’t think he had figured out that I was secretly admiring his body. But that didn’t stop my craving for more of that cocky guy. From then onwards, I would often imagine him, late at night, in my bed and in my arms. Every day, I would think about him and how I wanted to feel his beauty and strong embrace.
He remained mysterious and unknowable, yet I still fantasized and dreamed about him. I could feel my body ache for his, with an intensity that I had never felt before. Despite the fantasy facades, I treasured my secret peep at a school bathroom cock and the exquisite memory of it will remain with me forever.
4. The Realization of a Twink’s Hopes and Dreams
With every step closer I took to the school bathroom, my heart raced faster and faster. I felt my adrenaline pumping. Every now and then, I stopped to calm down and take a few deep breaths. I could hear the sound of running water coming from the bathroom. Finally, I was right in front of the bathroom door.
Gingerly, I edged the heavy wooden door open, letting out a creak that was so loud it seemed like it would wake up even the deepest sleepers. I was nervous but I was excited too. I had heard the stories, oh the stories! Everyone knew about the legendary school bathroom cock. He had been around for a while and now I was finally going to get to see it for myself.
I quickly peered past the door and there it was. His hard, beautiful cock sheathed in white boxer-briefs. It looked so inviting and full of hidden powers. I wanted to reach out and touch it, just to feel how amazing it was. But I had moments before the school janitor came back. So I only had a split second, a secret peep at a school bathroom cock.
Final Thoughts
The twink slowly lowered the bathroom stall door back into place, his heart pounding and a bead of sweat dripping down his bare chest. His hands were trembling as he thought of all the things he had seen. Never before had he encountered such a delicious array of raw, unbridled sexuality. All that cock had aroused him in ways he had never before experienced and it had set his fantasy-laden imagination into overdrive. He’d never forget this extraordinary experience or the musky scent of manhood that lingered in the air. All he could do now, was smile and count down until next time.
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