I scanned the toilet cubicles for a good candidate; my eyes lusted for something hard and stiff. A twinkling cock; a young, tightly muscled body; a flush of youth and sexuality that would satisfy my hunger. It came to me in an unexpected moment of chance. He was standing in the corner of the toilet, his eyes glued to the shaft that bulged out from the cracked zip of his jeans. His nostrils grasped for any perceptible scent of maleness that he could detect. His mouth was left agape as his eyes shifted from the bulge before him to the plea ripples of muscle that inched from his lower back and up towards his shoulders. He was mesmerized, he wanted it. But he had to stop himself. He must remain unlawfully desirous, in fear of the law that dictated his actions. He had to take it all in – the beautifully tangled mess of his lover’s body – and savour every moment of forbidden rapture ushering through his veins. I wanted to be close to him, so close I could see our reflections dancing in his eyes – two silhouettes, each shimmering in the intensity of desire.
Table of Contents
- 1. Desperately Seeking Throbbing Manhood
- 2. An Intimate Encounter with a Swelling Bulge
- 3. Reveling in the Rainbow of Fleshly Delights
- 4. Taking the Plunge in a School Toilet Stall
- Wrapping Up
1. Desperately Seeking Throbbing Manhood
It was shaking his head seductively, like a solo siren singing a sweet and subtle yet safacious song. It beckoned, captivating me in its ever-growing grasp of temptation, speaking to me in a language I had been longing to understand. My body sang the song of desperation, my eyes never leaving the protruding member.
The hardness permeated throughout the room, calling to me to join this clear and obvious undeniable symphony of sin. It taunted me, toying with my flustered emotions, teasing my senses with its voluptuous curves and Sinatra like swagger. I’d never felt anything so intense before, something that wanted me as much as I wanted it. I wanted the performance to continue, my body tight with anticipation. I wanted him to press me up against the door, enter my waiting cavity and explore me as I explored him.
I wanted to feel his throbbing manhood as I embraced his hips, his member driving both of us to peak performance, every thrust and moan inscribing our names onto this wall of debauchery. A carnal dance of two passionate and hungry performers, our mutual pleasure setting an example of the perfect coupling we desired. I wanted the manhood of my school toilet companion – I wanted it desperately.
2. An Intimate Encounter with a Swelling Bulge
The sweltering summer heat enshrouded me as I thrust open the door to the school toilets for what I thought would be a short relief break, but I soon realized I had stepped into an alluring oasis! Taking in my new surroundings I saw a figure silhouetted through the steamy haze, his thick and heavy bulge calling my name. I moistened my lips, my twink body longing for more.
My mind raced as anticipation rose in my lower abdomen. I took in every detail of him as I silently undressed his body in my mind. His powerful upper torso contracting with each movement, revealing the hard cock beneath. Every effortless thrust of his hips sent a pulse through my body, and I moved closer to him. A silent moment passed between us, and I felt my cheeks begin to flush. I wanted to touch it, feel it in my hands, and taste his sweet nectar. He looked down at me knowingly and stepped closer, placing his hand upon my chest. My lunges exploded with pleasure as his bulge pressed up against me, his wetness on my skin begging me to devour him.
3. Reveling in the Rainbow of Fleshly Delights
My eyes dipped hungrily, tracing the soft pale lines of the silhouette. His shirt was untucked, slightly exposing a flat smooth stomach, with jeans tucked tightly around his slim waist. As my gaze continued to take it all in, my breath halted, and a familiar stirring rose in me. For there revealed – encased in the darkness of the stall – stood my object of desire.
I’d felt it before, but never like this. His beauty was magnetic, and as I released all conscious thoughts, his eyes gazed hungrily back at me. His body glistened against the light that shimmered through a crescent-shaped gap beneath the door. The space between us melted away.
My fingers flex and curled around the side of the door, bracing me as I took a few steps closer. I moved within inches of his body. Our eyes locked. I wanted all of him – from those long lush lashes to his soft full lips. The ache within me begged to be fulfilled. The heat of his desire calling out to mine and rivaling my own jagged raw need.
- The longing in his gaze– I thought I might burst from the incredible energy passing between us.
- The thrill of being in such close proximity– Ensouled and desirous, my body quivered in anticipation.
- The desire to be touched and loved– My heart skipped a beat when I glanced at his full lips, overwhelmed my senses with pleasurable anticipation.
The air between us filled with heat and tension. As I gaped at the illuminated shape before me all I could do was imagine – the taste of his lips, the feel of his hands and the moment I could finally sink deep into his embrace.
Our hands reached out and fingertips grazed. Instinctively, they intertwined, our lips lock in a passionate kiss. His warmth engulfing me. His tongue exploring, coaxing a response. Waves of pleasure spread through me. My heart raced; my chest heaved with a sweet want and a gentle ache. I was overcome with sensation.
Desire and need overcome my inhibitions, leading me to a bold new world. In that moment I finally felt alive, .
Frantically, I wanted more. I wanted all of him, to explore and discover every part of his glorious form. My eyes, heavy with delight, peered into his. His arms grabbed me, pulled me closer and my heart raced with excitement.
It was that moment I knew, nothing else in life could compare to the pleasure I felt in that school toilet with him.
4. Taking the Plunge in a School Toilet Stall
My heart was pounding as I followed him into the school bathroom. The intense musky scent of sex permeated the air, heightening my senses. He leaned against the sink and my eyes darted to his prominent bulge pushing against his blue jeans.
He tugged down his pants and underwear in one smooth motion and went over to one of the toilet stalls. His tight buttocks were begging to be gripped as he pushed open the door. Our eyes met, and I couldn’t help but feel aroused watching him take the plunge and sit down on the seat. He beckoned me closer, and I stepped into the stall, my body brushing against his as I bent over. We were both breathing heavily now, and our mouths locked together in a passionate embrace. I caressed his manhood, my hands tracing the length of his cock before my lips followed. I explored him eagerly, my tongue lapping around every one of his assets until finally, I took him in my mouth. I could feel the heat building within me as I bobbed up and down. His moans of pleasure echoed in my ears, and before long, he pulled me off and gave me what I wanted.
- Our eyes met
- My body brushing against his
- Our mouths locked together in a passionate embrace
- I explored him eagerly
- His moans of pleasure echoed in my ears
- He pulled me off and gave me what I wanted
Wrapping Up
As I turn away from the stall and stroll out of the restroom, I can’t help but to glance back and wonder what would have been had I been brave enough to flirt back. My heart still races, my inner giddiness uncontainable, as I picture that cock, that glorious cock, in sharp relief. I walk out feeling hungry and desperate for something I could never quite understand or verbalise. All that remains is the image of that cock in my mind, stirring up all sorts of fantasies and longings, and for tonight, that will be enough.