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After Michael told me about the cottaging I was curious enough to see fo myself. After college the following day I cycled to the public toilet and entered the the toilet, although it was still daylight it was dimly lit. The smell of urine and disinfectant blocks was strange. I could see lots of homo erotic graffiti complete with crudely drawn pictures of cocks and graphic acts on the wall above the urinal. I was quite aroused by this and read all the kinky messages whilst i took a piss whilst stroking my semi erect penis. I heard a car pull up outside and footsteps crunched along the gravel path to the toilet. I pretended to pee some more as someone stepped up to the urinal. from the corner of my eye I could see he was a suited and booted guy about 60 years old. He unzipped and pulled out his penis, but didn’t urinate, but just stood reading the same graffiti I hade been perusing. Sensing movement I glanced towards him and noticed he was slowly tugging his cock. I had no idea of the protocols in public toilet so I quickly looked away. He coughed and stepped back slightly looking straight at me rubbing his now erect cock. I could see his shaft was dark and his foreskin was rolling back and forth as he was now blatantly wanking his cock. I looked directly at it, it was quite thick but shorter than Michael’s. My own cock was now hard and pointing like a torpedo at the urinal. He shuffled closer to me and reached over to feel my cock. I grunted softy as he ran his thumb over my glans. He proffered his own cock with a hip jerk and I reached for it. His cock was actually so thick that I could only just get my hand around the girth.
He whispered “let go in the cubical” Once inside with the door closed we fondled and toyed with each other’s cocks for about a minute, He pushed his hand down the back of my trousers and gripped the cheeks of my arse, letting his fingers probe my arse crack....I found this quite scary at first, but as he gently fingererd my virgin anus, My cock exploded in a massive cum explosion as I involuntarily I pushed my bum against his finger letting it go deeper, my sphincter contracting around it was causing me to cum even harder. He pulled his finger out of my hole and turned me around so i could sit on the WC seat. I took his thick cock in my mouth, having to open my lips as wide as I could to get it in. I held his shaft with both hands pulling his foreskin right back as helped him cum. His balls were tightening and from my first experience with Michael I realised he was ready to cum. Ooooh fuck, he exclaimed pulling himself from my mouth and wanking his cock until he ejaculated over my face. Spurts of thick lumpy spunk splashed over my mouth, nose and face. The smell of his cum was so intoxicating that I came again without even touching my cock. He pulled a wad of toilet paper from the wall mounted roll and handing it to me I cleaned my face of his gloop. He used some more to wipe his own cock and after adjusting our clothes he peeped around the door and motioned that it was safe to leave. My first Cottage experience was amazing and as I cycled home I knew that anonymous cocks were going to be my ball draining fun of choice....To be continued: My first time with a Crossdresser’s cock.