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Subject: {ASSM} Mall Restroom Gloryhole (mm)
Date: Wed, 11 Apr 2001 21:10:03 -0400
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The Mall

One year before school started, which was parochial and had a uniform
code, my parents took me to a store in the local mall for some
shopping. My dad really hated to shop and so my sister and I went with
mom to look for clothes while dad went to a bookstore in the mall.
After purchasing my clothes, my sister wanted to look for clothes so
we went into the misses section. I was really bored and suddenly had
to pee. So I asked my mom if I could separate for a few minutes. She
wasn't crazy about it but knew I was bored and that they'd have to
cross the store to find the bathrooms, so she let me go and told me to
meet them in an hour. 

I was a bit nervous because I wasn't expecting her to say an hour and
hadn't really been given that kind of time by myself at a mall before.
But I went across the store and entered the men's room. Just as I was
approaching an older man opened the main door and let me go ahead of
him. There were cones set around the urinals and a sign which read WET
FLOOR so I had to go into one of the six stalls to take a leak. Only
one was open and I was kind of glad the man had let me in first.
Suddenly I was taken with the idea of being in there as I saw holes
drilled on either wall dividing the stalls. So instead of just peeing,
I pulled down my pants and underwear and sat on the toilet. It was
very quiet in the men's room and I heard no one really pissing or
anything. Then I could hear some strange rubbing sounds and I bent
forward and could see a man playing with himself through one hole.
When I bent forward, the man in the other stall figured I was okay and
resumed his jacking off too. I had never known that men did that in a
men's room. 

Then one of the men stood up and came close to the hole. Then he
pushed his very large (to me at the time) penis through. I sat there
rather mesmerized by it. A voice whispered, "Suck it...suck his
cock...".

I could see the older man who was about sixty peeking in my stall
through the crack in the door. He had his cock hanging out of his fly
and was masturbating, too. For whatever reason, I leaned toward the
cock at the hole and put it in my mouth and started sucking. I gagged
and am sure the men in the other booths must have heard me. After a
couple of minutes, the man shot his cum which I'd really never even
seen before. I had to spit some out but a lot stayed in my mouth.
While I was sucking him, the man in the other stall had stuck his cock
through for me to suck as well. So, I started sucking him too. I could
hear someone leave a further stall and enter the one the first man had
just exited. The older man outside the door again whispered, 

"There's another one for you kid on the other side." 

I looked over at the hole and the new man already was watching me suck
and then stood to shove his cock through the hole. 

"Open the door!", the older man whispered. 

I unlatched my door and my heart was racing with nervousness as I did.
As he pushed open the door, I could see there were three other men
there near the sinks either groping themselves or jacking their dicks.
After I would suck one man, another took his place til I had sucked
eight men in that men's room. When I was able to look at my watch, I
realized I was five minutes late in meeting my family so I darted out
of there and went back to where they all stood. I thought for sure
they'd somehow knew what I'd done but they said nothing as we went out
into the mall to go eat. My mom and sister stopped to look at
something when my dad put his finger on my jawline. 

"What's this?", he asked as he flicked a big glob of cum off.

Then to my amazement, he leaned into my ear and whispered,

"Next time, be a little more careful."

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