The Right Place at the Right Time

I write fiction based on fact but this story is actually 100% true

I was in a popular little seaside town called Portrush in early Summer. Tourism was all domestic in that no one visited from outside because of the political uncertainty. I had a moderately early appointment at, I think, 10.00am but I was horny. It was early, probably around 9.00am and I thought I might just take a trip to one of the many unmanned toilets on the shoreline to relieve myself to calm me down for the day. These toilets had been built for a tourist trade that was much smaller these days, so they were enormous. I went into one and it had about six large cubicles with stone walls which went down to around 6 inches off the ground, and they also had solid walls. I went into the end cubicle which also happened to have a small hole in the door facing the row of urinals. It was quiet and I prepared myself for a nice relaxing wank. Someone came in and I was treated to a pleasant view of the young guy's cock as he peed at the urinals. All helped my build up!! After he left I heard a shuffle and moan. I had though I was alone so knelt down and looked up the row of cubicles to notice a pair of feet at the far end sitting with jeans at ankles.

My curiosity and horniness got the better of me so I went up and locked myself in the cubicle next to jeans guy. He was quiet and just sitting there. I wanked making what I was doing quite obvious, the shadows of my actions being quite clear. There was movement and the feeling that he may have been wanking. I continued but the response wasn't convincing. My randiness got the better of me and I zipped up and stood outside his cubicle then pushed the door. It was unlocked! It slowly opened and I looked in to find a stunning young 18 year old sitting, half asleep on the toilet. He saw me and didn't see me as he half opened his glazed eyes. His cock was semi soft and I had the feeling he had been absent mindedly playing with it. I threw caution to the wind and entered the cubicle with some feigned concern for his well being. He mumbled to me and I worked out that he had been out drinking all the previous evening and had stumbled into the toilet in the wee small hours and fallen asleep. I stood him up and his pants fell to his feet. He had a very tasty looking cock, hanging over well developed balls. I squeezed his cock and he gave no resistance. I held his back to the wall and lifted his t-shirt to expose his chest and he let me. I dropped my own trousers and started to rub my cock against his. His cock filled and though he did virtually nothing back, it was obvious he was getting pleasure from it. I kissed his nipples and stroked his fit body.

Throwing hygiene rules out of the window, I took his now stiff cock in my mouth and his enjoyment was obvious. I stood up again and pushed his shoulders to get him to reciprocate which he was initially reluctant to do but the alcohol still in his system made him more compliant and he sucked me, albeit not too enthusiastically. I had a feeling this was a definite first for him. I enjoyed this slightly one way encounter for some 20 minutes though he was extremely passive during that time, hardly initiating any action but complying with everything I asked.

I enjoyed his body stroking his chest and cupping his balls. His cock though plump and half hard never quite attained full size. I sucked again and he managed to fill out a little better stretching to around 7 inches. I knew I didn’t have much time before my appointment so when I realised his dick was hardening in my mouth I kept going and the moan from his lips suggested I was going to attain my goal and I managed to get him to shoot his cum partly in and partly around my mouth and my cum followed very rapidly behind. He sunk back to the toilet base again and promptly started to drift back into sleep. I took my leave and went to my appointment.

I wondered a couple of things afterwards. Was he keen to do it and the alcohol dropped his defences or would he waken later in the day and assume he had dreamt it all. I checked that toilet often on return visits but never saw him, or even had another gay encounter there so it obviously was a right place and right time kind of meet!