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£7.50 for a return ticket to Durham from where we live. Arriva. Or an outrageous price via Darlington on the train.
Either way, I absolutely adore Durham. Student city. Strangely enough, no cinema. Still, definately one of the nicest cities I've been to in the North East.
From the bus station it's a 4 minute walk downhill to a somewhat run down shopping centre, The Gates. Not much selection for shopping. But it has an upside: the public toilets.
Whilst the disability access and women's toilets are topside, to get to the men's toilets you go down a flight of stairs. And then another flight. Probably a really huge pain and inconvienence if you're actually busting for the bog.
But as usual, I wasn't there to use the toilets for the normal body waste reasons.
It was my friend Lilys birthday and she absolutely adores Pandora. Since we are wanderlust travellers I would always buy her a charm from the travel section. And to get to the nearest Pandora stockist meant a trip to The Gates. It used to mean a trip to The Cornmill in Darlington but the Pandora stockist there mysteriously and without warning closed down.
On the way I decided to pay a quick trip to the men's room at The Gates.
I'd had a sprinkling of success here with mixed results. It was normally the older croud who would hang around for cruising reasons. The younger ones would come in, pee, and leave.
Today my routine had changed. Instead of getting there at 1pm, I had caught a later bus and arrived at 3pm.
Walking through the doors at the back of the shopping complex I saw a security guard walking up the stairs from the bogs. That meant at least another hour before they could be bothered to perform another half-hearted check of the toilets.
I walked down the stairs and made a sharp right to get to the urinals. I chose a urinal and flipped my cock out. A few to the left was an older man. To the right was a young lad. Hazarding a guess at 19-21. Another lad walked in and went to an end urinal. Guessing about 29-ish. The old man had zipped up and was washing his hands at the urinal. The lad who just walked in had his cock flopped out and looking at me and the lad two down from me. He walked towards us and put himself at the urinal that was inbetween us.
No one spoke or made a move until the lad in the middle dropped to his knees and took my cock in his mouth. I lightly grabbed the other lads arm and pulled him closer so out sucked could move between both our dicks quickly and easily.
I undid the button on my jeans and let them drop to the floor. The lad sucking had moved off my cock but reached over and pulled my breifs down too. As he moved his mouth back to my knob the other young guy moved behind me and I felt his hard cock run between my crack. I grinded into his crotch and I could feel our suckers saliva on his dick slicking up my hole.
Next minute, his cock was slipping inside me as my dick was being serviced by our sucker. I pulled my cock out of his mouth and jacked it as his tongue started licking and cleaning my balls.
Feeling balls slap against my arse cheeks and slurping noises coming from my crotch was such a turn on.
We could hear the noises of someone coming down the steps. Looking up, the old guy was still watching us but had moved close to the stairs to act as a lookout. He didn't seem too worried so it couldn't be security. So it was out decision.
Aparently, carry on was the majority consensus.
The cock in my hole resumed pistioning in and out of me and I once again felt soft lips and a wet mouth around my knob.
The new arrival was what I'd describe as tradesman. You know the type. Early 30's, scruffy but clean, and those trousers with the pockets in the outside.
He had stopped dead when he saw us. But after realising what he was seeing, walked up to a urinal and whipped his cock out and started taking a pee.
The young lad in my arse was close and he put his arms around my chest and gently pinched my nipples.
"I'm fucking cuming" he breathed before he thrust forward then became still.
Panting, he pulled his cock out of me, stuffed it into his boxers, pulled his pants up and walked out.
The lad sucking my dick stood up and moved behind me. He reached around with his right hand and started wanking my cock as I felt 2 of his fingers probe my cum-dripping hole as he slid two into me.
He was finger fucking me as he jerked me off.
The tradesman was still at the urinal. No longer having a pee, his cock was still out. It was semi. My eyes wandered to his hand where he was holding his mobile phone, the rear camera facing our way.
Shit. I started panicking but didn't know if it was just how the phone tested in his hands or if he was filming.
Close to blowing a load, the lad wanking me quickens his jerking movement. It was then he said "close" to the tradie who came closer and lowered his phone to focus purely on my cock and the lads hand wanking it.
It happened. 5-6 shots of cum came flying out of my rock hard cock and into the floor.
Pulling his fingers out of my arse and letting my cock fall out of his hand, the lad pulled his pants up. The tradie but was still filming my cock which was leaking the last drops of cum into the toilet floor.
I pulled myself together and pulled my breifs and jeans up. "Where you fucking filming"? I asked.
The tradie want to answer but the other lad cut in.
"Yeah sorry mate, this is me boyfriend and we just wanted to film it like to watch it and wank to it later" he said. "Do you mind"?
I didn't really, but was kind of shocked at how bold and assuming that were. So I just walked away and up the stairs without actually giving them an answer.
To this day I have never run into either of them nor have any idea who has seen that footage or what they've done with it.
But it was hot walking past a security guard sat in a chair as I felt warm cum slide down my thigh and knowing another 10 minutes and we would have been caught.
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Thanks for reading my last story! Highest amount of comments so far. Thank you all.
Again, true story, only names changed to protect other people.
If you like it, COMMENT, LIKE or FAV to help grow my fan base. As always, all friend requests accepted.
Enjoy!
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£7.50 for a return ticket to Durham from where we live. Arriva. Or an outrageous price via Darlington on the train.
Either way, I absolutely adore Durham. Student city. Strangely enough, no cinema. Still, definately one of the nicest cities I've been to in the North East.
From the bus station it's a 4 minute walk downhill to a somewhat run down shopping centre, The Gates. Not much selection for shopping. But it has an upside: the public toilets.
Whilst the disability access and women's toilets are topside, to get to the men's toilets you go down a flight of stairs. And then another flight. Probably a really huge pain and inconvienence if you're actually busting for the bog.
But as usual, I wasn't there to use the toilets for the normal body waste reasons.
It was my friend Lilys birthday and she absolutely adores Pandora. Since we are wanderlust travellers I would always buy her a charm from the travel section. And to get to the nearest Pandora stockist meant a trip to The Gates. It used to mean a trip to The Cornmill in Darlington but the Pandora stockist there mysteriously and without warning closed down.
On the way I decided to pay a quick trip to the men's room at The Gates.
I'd had a sprinkling of success here with mixed results. It was normally the older croud who would hang around for cruising reasons. The younger ones would come in, pee, and leave.
Today my routine had changed. Instead of getting there at 1pm, I had caught a later bus and arrived at 3pm.
Walking through the doors at the back of the shopping complex I saw a security guard walking up the stairs from the bogs. That meant at least another hour before they could be bothered to perform another half-hearted check of the toilets.
I walked down the stairs and made a sharp right to get to the urinals. I chose a urinal and flipped my cock out. A few to the left was an older man. To the right was a young lad. Hazarding a guess at 19-21. Another lad walked in and went to an end urinal. Guessing about 29-ish. The old man had zipped up and was washing his hands at the urinal. The lad who just walked in had his cock flopped out and looking at me and the lad two down from me. He walked towards us and put himself at the urinal that was inbetween us.
No one spoke or made a move until the lad in the middle dropped to his knees and took my cock in his mouth. I lightly grabbed the other lads arm and pulled him closer so out sucked could move between both our dicks quickly and easily.
I undid the button on my jeans and let them drop to the floor. The lad sucking had moved off my cock but reached over and pulled my breifs down too. As he moved his mouth back to my knob the other young guy moved behind me and I felt his hard cock run between my crack. I grinded into his crotch and I could feel our suckers saliva on his dick slicking up my hole.
Next minute, his cock was slipping inside me as my dick was being serviced by our sucker. I pulled my cock out of his mouth and jacked it as his tongue started licking and cleaning my balls.
Feeling balls slap against my arse cheeks and slurping noises coming from my crotch was such a turn on.
We could hear the noises of someone coming down the steps. Looking up, the old guy was still watching us but had moved close to the stairs to act as a lookout. He didn't seem too worried so it couldn't be security. So it was out decision.
Aparently, carry on was the majority consensus.
The cock in my hole resumed pistioning in and out of me and I once again felt soft lips and a wet mouth around my knob.
The new arrival was what I'd describe as tradesman. You know the type. Early 30's, scruffy but clean, and those trousers with the pockets in the outside.
He had stopped dead when he saw us. But after realising what he was seeing, walked up to a urinal and whipped his cock out and started taking a pee.
The young lad in my arse was close and he put his arms around my chest and gently pinched my nipples.
"I'm fucking cuming" he breathed before he thrust forward then became still.
Panting, he pulled his cock out of me, stuffed it into his boxers, pulled his pants up and walked out.
The lad sucking my dick stood up and moved behind me. He reached around with his right hand and started wanking my cock as I felt 2 of his fingers probe my cum-dripping hole as he slid two into me.
He was finger fucking me as he jerked me off.
The tradesman was still at the urinal. No longer having a pee, his cock was still out. It was semi. My eyes wandered to his hand where he was holding his mobile phone, the rear camera facing our way.
Shit. I started panicking but didn't know if it was just how the phone tested in his hands or if he was filming.
Close to blowing a load, the lad wanking me quickens his jerking movement. It was then he said "close" to the tradie who came closer and lowered his phone to focus purely on my cock and the lads hand wanking it.
It happened. 5-6 shots of cum came flying out of my rock hard cock and into the floor.
Pulling his fingers out of my arse and letting my cock fall out of his hand, the lad pulled his pants up. The tradie but was still filming my cock which was leaking the last drops of cum into the toilet floor.
I pulled myself together and pulled my breifs and jeans up. "Where you fucking filming"? I asked.
The tradie want to answer but the other lad cut in.
"Yeah sorry mate, this is me boyfriend and we just wanted to film it like to watch it and wank to it later" he said. "Do you mind"?
I didn't really, but was kind of shocked at how bold and assuming that were. So I just walked away and up the stairs without actually giving them an answer.
To this day I have never run into either of them nor have any idea who has seen that footage or what they've done with it.
But it was hot walking past a security guard sat in a chair as I felt warm cum slide down my thigh and knowing another 10 minutes and we would have been caught.
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Remember of you like it, COMMENT or LIKE.
I really appreciate all the nice encouraging comments you guys leave for me and all the friend requests I get. If you know any of your followers would like my stories then don't forget to send them here :D
Don't forget to message me and tell me what you liked, didn't like ir what you'd like to hear more about.
Cheers lads xx
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