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   Needless to say, this is all fiction etc etc

   I work at a hospital.  The job is fun, but like the old saying goes, its
hours of tedium punctuated by minutes of sheer terror.  In other words, I
sometimes have a lot of time on my hands.  Luckily, I'm easily entertained
when in the company of my own cock.  Also luckily, I know a small toilet in
the hospital where fun can be had.  It had one stall, and two urinals
without dividers.  The stall had a peephole to the urinal, letting you spy
perfectly on the cocks of guys peeing, and sometimes you got lucky and here
was more action.  Had more than a few handjobs and blowjobs there.  It was
a pretty quiet toilet, so the chances of people coming in were pretty
small, and it was a decent chance those that did come would be up for some
action as well.  If no action was to be had, I would often sit in there for
a good while and just watch cocks and wank.

   One afternoon I had time to go down.  Actually, I was bursting for a
piss, and was nursing not quite a piss-hardon, but at least a piss-semi.  I
walked into my favourite toilet, and saw it was empty, as it usually was. I
slowly walked up to the first urinal, savouring the feeling of my full
bladder.  I decided to treat myself to a nice pee, and didnt just lower my
zip, but undid my belt and unbuttoned my jeans as well, so I could give my
cock and balls so space to breath.

   I peeled back my foreskin and started a wonderful pee.  I went on for
the best part of a minute.  We all know that glorious feeling that comes
with relief like that, and without even thinking about it, I started a slow
wank.  My cock, pretty small when soft, started to get harder.  Then I
heard the door.  Although I stopped wanking, I didn't put my cock away, I
just held it, pretending to be about to start pissing.  Then I saw who had
walked in.  It was a cute blond boy, school uniform and all.  I guessed he
was about 12, if that.  Boys his age can be shy, but he didn't go for the
stall, he stood next to me at the urinal.  For starters, I obeyed the
bloke-code, face forward, eyes on the wall.

   I heard him unzip his trousers, and my cock started getting harder.  I
like cocks of all ages, and had seem some mighty cute boy cocks through the
peephole before.  As I was stood there trying my best to hide my ever
growing hardon, I heard the first tentative drops of pee.  I risked a
sideways glance, I was too curious to see what this boy was packing. 
Unfortunately, I couldn't see much, his hand was in the way.  What I did
see though made my hear skip a beat and my cock twitch, he was fixated by
my cock, clearly looking my way.  Could this be my lucky day?

   I knew my hand would be in the way for him, though by the point my cock
was hard enough he would be able to see at least the head of it pretty
clearly.  I took a calculated risk, and swapped hands, effectively showing
off my whole, now hard, cock to him.  By this point, he had finished
peeing, but his cock wasn't going anywhere.  In fact, from the corner of my
eye, I could have sworn he pulled his foreskin all the way back, and then
started a very slow wank.  My cock was now absolutely rock hard, at its
full 7".  I decided to match him, and pulled my foreskin all the way back,
exposing my cockhead to him.

   I thought "in for a penny, in for a pound" and turned my head to look
down at his cock.  I was clearly not just looking at my own one anymore,
but at his.  He must have caught the movement of my head, as he looked up
to me now.  We made eye contact.  The moment of truth...  I gave him a big
slime and a wank, and stepped back a bit from the urinal, turned toward
him, and pulled down my boxers and jeans ever so slightly, to make my cock
stand proud and my balls hang free.  It was like his eyes were on stalks.
He didn't run away, he must have liked the view.  His hand dropped from his
cock as well, and I got my first good view.  He was hard as well, his cock
maybe a tad shy of 5", very respectable for his age, it was thin, and he
didn't have many pubes at all yet.  I started a slow wank again, a drop of
glistening precum on my head already.  He matched me, slowly stroking his
cock.  I knew I had to touch him.  My right hand was slowly stroking my
cock, slowly because I was so horny now I felt like I would explode any
minute now.  I slowly, as non-threateningly as I could, put my left hand on
his hip.  Still he was fixated on my cock, slowly wanking his own. 
Encouraged, I then laid my hand over his hand, as it was stroking his cock.
He stopped, and looked at me.  Again, I gave him a bit smile.  I stopped
wanking myself , used my right had to gently move his hand off his cock, as
I grasped it with my left hand.  He gasped, and my cock twitched.  It felt
like the perfect cock, in miniature.  I started a slow wank.  He closed his
eyes, obviously enjoying this first touch of someone elses hand on his
developing cock.

   For a while he stood there passively as I wanked him.  Then
hesitatingly, he moved his hand.  I mentally willed it to move to my cock,
and all the gods must have been happy with me that day, and ever so gently
he touched my cock.  It was only a brush along the shaft, but I almost
gasped.  I wanted him so badly.  Whilst my left hand was still slowly
wanking him, I used my right to move down his school trouser and tighty
whities a bit, so his cock and balls had freedom.  I could see now he had
quite dangly balls, again still mostly devoid of hair.  I moved my hand
around to cup his small but firm behind.  I ran a finger up between his
buttocks and felt the tight puckering of his hole there.

   As I felt his bum hole, his hand grasped my cock.  I gasped, and
squeezed his buttock in reply.  He started a slow wank on my cock, and I
was in heaven.  I picked up the pace on his cock, and started wanking him
properly, cupping his balls with my other.  I wanted to make him cum, and I
wanted it now.  Gently squeezing his balls, I started a vigorous stroke. 
Now and then, he made small whimpers, obviously enjoying my treatment.  He
was still holding on to my cock, stroking it erratically.

   He was starting to tense up, and I knew he was close.  I kept up the
pace on his cock.  He pushed his hips out towards me, and let go of my
cock. I didn't mind, all I wanted know was to see him cum.  He started
moaning gently.  As I redoubled my efforts on his beautiful cock, I held
out my other hand to catch his cum.  He tensed up completely and there it
was.  With a bigger moan, a few spurts of watery cum filled my hand. 
Immediately, I brought it up to my mouth and had a taste.  It didn't have
much taste at all, but to me it was the sweetest nectar.  My cummy hand
went straight to my cock, and I used this boys cum as lube for a great
wank, my hand a blur.  It would take no time at all.  Now he was recovered,
cock slightly flaccid, drop of cum dangling from the end of it, his eyes
once again fixated on my cock and he slowly pulled up his trousers.  It
can't have taken me more than 20 stroked for an enormous load to erupt from
my cock, spraying the wall.  He did up his fly and looked at me again.  He
gave me a shy smile, and almost wordlessly, he mouthed "thanks".  I looked
at him and hopefully mouthed "same time tomorrow?" .  He didn't say
anything to that and marched out of the toilet.

   I was standing there, cock still twitching and tingling from a momentous
orgasm, mentally reviewing what had happened.  It can't have taken more
than a couple of minutes, but it was amazing.  My lucky day!
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