Not a young thing.

Firstly before you decide to give negative comments this story is aimed at very open minded people and gay men, so if this not for you then stop now thanks. From the very first feelings I had about my sexuality I realised I had a strange fetish toward older men, the fatter, the hairier the sweatier the better, well within reason but I understood this fetish very well so much so that I avoided almost all contact with people my own age or younger than me in any sexual manner it was something that didn't turn me on at all and was definitely out of my comfort zone unless I was extremely desperate, so this particular day was a Saturday morning and I was in the town centre doing some shopping so I decided to do some cruising of all the public toilets in the town and participate in a bit of cottaging, this is not something that was new to me I am confident to say I knew every public toilet in the town how busy it was and which ones had the glory holes also which were under surveillance, so I set out hiking between toilets to find some juicy action or a nice rendezvous later after dark in one of the many parks in the town and I arrived at the furthest one first so I could work my way back into town and finish with the shopping I had planned, this toilet was the smallest in consisted of a small urinal about five feet long and two cubicles and the entrance door was always wide open so I walked in at about eight am and surprise surprise there was no-one in there it was empty and the only noise was the dripping of the cistern from the toilet, so I sat down in the cubicle nearest the urinal and began to read to graffiti on the walls and door to see if there were any new requests and I was busy with that for a good few minutes and then some-one entered the toilet, but with no way of knowing what type of man had entered the toilet I had to improvise with the obvious which was listening to them urinate because if they are having a piss then they are not likely to be in the toilet for anything gay, and if they are not pissing then they could be wanking so if you look under the cubicle and observe the shadows you can see very clearly the shadow of some-one wanking regardless of how big there cock is so with no glory hole or anyway of seeing the situation I did all of the above and noticed the man was not taking a piss so I peered under the cubicle and noticed he was wanking and immediately became excited with the thoughts of cock racing through my head until it was decision time, do I open the door and walk to the urinal or just open the door and hope the man will turn around and notice me in the toilet with my rock hard cock in my hand gagging for some action, so I decided to leave the cubicle and make my way to join the man at the urinal and was focused solely with this mans cock and noticed it was an average cock in every way, it was about six inches not fat nor thin uncut with a purple helmet and then to my horror I looked up and realised this man was of small build about nine or ten stone about five feet eight tall and a geek, you may have other names for these men/boys and they are definitely not for me, spotty, glasses, greasy hair and lily white complexion so I quickly done my trousers up and scurried out the door very very quickly and off to my next toilet visit, it was now getting busier with people as I headed into town and for no apparent reason I turned around and to my horror I noticed this geek boy following me so I began to walk very quickly hoping he would get the message that I was not interested and when I looked around again he was even closer like a ******r so I said "what do you want" and he replied "I loved your cock" so I quipped "too bad its not for you" but he began asking questions such as "do I use those toilets often" and "do I have a partner" all of which I felt uncomfortable with because being seen talking with him was embarrassing for me as I was in my early thirties and by no means what so ever a geek, so I was very blunt and said "go away" and he said "please tell me where you hang out" or "when are you likely to visit that toilet again" so I quickly said "same times every week" and walked away and this time he didn't follow me but he had done enough to put me off sex all morning and afternoon, but I wasn't too bothered because I knew I wouldn't see him again and I rarely used those toilets in town where we first met anyway, so six weeks had passed and I found myself back at those toilets in town where I met the geek a number of weeks ago and I suddenly remembered the encounter with the geek but couldn't remember what I had said about when I visited the toilets but at least this was a Tuesday evening and not a Saturday morning so I entered the toilet and undone my jeans and began playing and stroking my cock until it was rock hard and then to my horror the geek came in and stood right next to me, I was horrified and walked out of the toilets without even putting my cock away I was literally walking along stuffing my boner back into its box, I walked straight back to my car which was parked in a well known gay cruising area just in case I had no action from the visit to the toilets in town all I had to do was sit in my car get myself ready and wait for the signals, when I say get ready I mean squirt a load of KY up my arse and remove my underwear and change my jeans into some custom made jeans that had a big hole cut out where my arsehole is and a unique tool which is best described as a portable picnic table which converts into a sex machine which enables you to get fucked in all sorts of positions outdoors, you can remove half of the table top which means you can sit on the table and hang your arse over the edge and get fucked by some-one standing up, and then remove the seat to expose two metal pedals that allow you to straddle a cock while they are standing and lastly if you close it halfway and lean against a hard surface you can be fucked in the missionary by some-one standing its all very perverted by really exciting at times, so I was confident I could get some action and after I got changed into my modified jeans I saw a shadow behind me and turned around and to my annoyance it was this geek boy he had followed me back to my car so I ranted at him straight away "I told you to go away" and he replied all sheepish "sorry" which made me feel bad but I then said "what do you want" and he said "to see your lovely body and touch it" so I said "no I'm afraid not go and find some-one your own age" which turned out to be nineteen, and he replied "I'm dying to cum can I just see your cock or your arse" I was becoming intrigued about the words dying to cum but stood my ground and said "I'm waiting for some-one" so he replied " can you watch me while I wank over you then" I suddenly felt this rush of lust from head to toe so I said "ok i'll get comfortable" so I got the picnic table out of the car and gladly it was already set up so I opened it and began to twerk and tease with my arse using the light from the car interior, he was loving it I could see his cock was very hard so I pulled my jeans down and showed him my bare twerking arse and was so excited I didn't notice he was now within touching distance of my arse but by now I just didn't care I was so excited he began to stroke my bum and mutter "gorgeous" "real sexy" so I sat on the edge of the table with my arse hanging over the edge and he slipped his cock straight into my arse it was a magical feeling having a cock that was not eye wateringly big or laughably small in my arse it was perfect as he began to fuck me it was clear he had no idea how to fuck he was just fucking me as fast as he could so I said change positions because we were getting no-where so I positioned him so I could straddle him while he was standing so I could dictate a bit and may be do the fucking my-self but no he loved the new position and began to fuck me again real fast and hard so I thought ok he will cum in a minute but he never did so I said lets change again because I'm not comfortable so I sat on the table and leaned back against the car and he stuck it back in which was lovely until sure enough he began fucking me like his life depended on it after a while I said to him "can we stop now we have been fucking for almost an hour" so he replied "don't you like it" so I said "I thought you said you were going to cum" and he replied "I did three times your arse is gorgeous" I laughed and said "that's enough now" and drove home with an almighty smile on my face.