North Adelaide Toilet Block Suck
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This happened in the summer of 2004.
I went to the toilet at the shopping centre in North Adelaide and while I was getting my cock out I heard a noise coming from one of the stalls. I’m ok with guys wanking off in toilets, no big deal, but this time I just felt a need to check it out.
There were 4 cubicles and I sat down in the one next to the guy making the noise, by now he quietened down a bit. Anyway I was a bit stiff myself leaned back and started playing with my cock getting it harder. After a few seconds I could hear him again. He was stroking away not too quick pausing every now and them probably to rub the precum or put some spit on his knob.
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