Driving from one client to another on the outskirts of Detroit, I knew I would be passing a rest stop that was a known cruisy spot. I was wearing a tight pair of purple satin thong panties under my clothes, and was feeling Horny. I pulled onto the off ramp, I could see several cars parked in front of the side walk leading to the restroom building. As I came...
Connor swung the stall door, the clang bouncing off the walls of the male bathroom, and plopped down on the toilet. He hunched forward and let his head drop to his hands. English period was a massive bore. He had asked the teacher to go to the bathroom, just so he could refresh his brain for a while. If he had to hear Mrs. Davis ramble on about some 18th-cen...
I was a married college student, in my mid-twenties, back in the 1970s. My first semester in school I was exploring the campus and was on the second floor of the Student Union. The entire second floor was virtually deserted as I wandered the halls. I had the urge to pee and found a men's room tucked away down a short, dead-end hallway. I went inside and st...
This is the true story of a road trip I made to North Carolina. When I was 18 years old, I drove up to Gastonia, NC to visit a buddy. At the time, I was just under 6' and weighed around 155. My friend had grown up in my neighborhood, and he and his family had recently moved to NC. It was the summer time before my senior year, so it seemed like a good reason...
When I went to college in the 1970s I was incredibly naïve about the world of homosexuality. It helps to remember that in the United States in those days being gay was still something to keep secret. I knew a couple of guys in high school who I was pretty sure were gay, but it just wasn't something we talked about much. I was anything but naïve about sex,...
True-ish tearoom story. Thanks to LarryInSeattle. =========== I didn't have to wait long. I hardly had time to sit down and touch my cock before he was running his finger under the stall. I'd taken a look before entering my own stall. He was an older dude but younger than I am now as I write this. I was always surprised by the number of older men who show...
It was my second week at college, and I still felt like a fish out of water. I didn't think I could ever get used to the size of the place and just how many people where here. I'm from the country where we maybe had 300 people in our church, and probably 250 in my whole high school. So I guess you could say I'm a small town guy. I already attended a class w...
I was 24 years old when I got out of the military and enrolled in college back in the mid 1970s. As a married man with one child, I felt I needed to get my education to get ahead in the world. After a couple of weeks on the campus of a large southwestern university, I discovered something that would change my behavior for the next four years . . . glory hole...
What was I doing here? Here I was, late on a Friday night, sitting in a bathroom stall in the basement of a men's dorm at the local college. I was sitting there with my pants around my ankles as if I was using the toilet for it's intended purpose, but really I was just slowly stroking my cock. I had chosen this particular bathroom after reading about it on a...
The Lee was a rundown theater past its prime. Its heyday was probably in the fifties, and it probably went through several revival attempts before becoming the adult theater for the town. It was alright that seats were broken, and everything was musty with mold smell in the air, because people were coming to see movies that they couldn't see anywhere else be...