NOTE: All characters in this story are 18 years old in high school.
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I entered the mall bathroom shakily. I knew what I came to do, but I was nervous to do it. There was someone in the first stall, so I went to the one at the end. There was someone in front of it peeing at the urinals, but I didn’t pay them any attention. I went in and locked the door.
The dividers between the stalls were small, and the bottom part was high enough you could go between stalls comfortably. The top of the stall was also pretty low, so if I stood on my tip toes I could see who was next to me. I knew him from my school, saw him sometimes in the hallways. He’s a jock, one of the “popular guys”. I think I had a class with him. It doesn’t matter. He told me to come here, and I did. What mattered to me was what was going to happen here, something I’d always dreamed of.
I knew he wasn’t doing anything. He had his pants down but he was standing up, playing with himself. His dick looked so good. I put my foot under the divider into the next stall and tapped twice, like he’d said. He immediately kneeled down and stuck his dick under the divider. It was slightly above average, about 7 inches. And thick. Its girth was impressive. It looked like I could barely wrap my fingers around it.
I was still shaking slightly, but my nervousness had subsided. I spit on my hand and started stroking him. I could barely wrap my fingers around it. I went with slow strokes. I didn’t want this moment to end. I got down on the floor too and used my other hand to play with his balls. They were huge! And heavy too! I rolled them between my fingers, tickled them, squeezed them slightly. And as I did this, his breathing started to get heavy and he started moaning slightly, with a quiet “oh fuck” sometimes. I knew what was coming, but I couldn’t accept it. I needed him closer to my body. So I whispered the first words I’d said in five minutes:
“I could suck your dick too if you want”. Just loud enough for him to hear, but not to alert the entire bathroom of what we were doing.
He went quiet for a moment, and I stopped touching him. Suddenly I was terrified. What if I’d scared him off? He slowly backed away from the divider, but he grabbed my arm and signaled to follow. I sighed with relief. I guess that was a yes.
I went under the divider and into the stall with him. He was in the handicap stall so we had more space. Hopefully someone with a broken leg didn’t have to go to the bathroom. Then I looked at him. He had his pants off, but everything else on. Fucking hot. He was laying down but propped up on his elbows. His thick cock stood at attention, rising up from between his legs, the head glistening with precum. I looked at him and he nodded. That was all the permission I needed.
I spat on his dick and lubed it up. I crouched down and started at the base. I played with his balls a bit, and then started going up. I licked from the base to the head slowly, drawing it out. I repeated this some more and then licked the head, making sure to get his most sensitive spot. Then I took him into my mouth. His precum was sweet. And boy was his dick thick. I stretched my mouth as far as it could go. I bobbed up and down on it a few times, using my tongue to intensify the pleasure. At this point he’d started breathing heavily again and moaning a bit. I smiled inwardly. I bobbed on it, took it out, licked it, played with his balls. Then I decided to deepthroat him. I went down and took his cock as far as it could go. He moaned loudly and covered his mouth in surprise. We didn’t want the mall security to catch us red-handed. I went up again. Breathed through my nose. I took him again, a little farther this time. I gagged, but stayed on it, determined to take this entire thing. There was drool dripping down my chin, tears in my eyes. This was messy in the best way possible. Again, breathe through my nose, just a little farther. And suddenly I felt my nose go up against his pubes and my chin rest on his balls. I took in his musky scent. He was ripe and sharp. I moaned around his dick. Then he moaned, “OH FUCK”, muffled by his hand, which told me he was close. I couldn’t take it anymore and went up again, but I was determined to make this last.
I went down on his balls. I licked them, played with them, and took them in my mouth. I could barely fit them, but I could tell he was enjoying this. A small chorus of muffled moans and “oh fuck”s followed. He slapped my face with his dick and smeared it around, covering me in spit and precum. I took this as a sign to keep sucking.
I licked up his cock, then took it in my mouth again. I bobbed up and down, swirling my tongue around the head. Suddenly, he put his hands on my head and started to push it down and thrust up. He was fucking my face. I relaxed my throat and breathed through my nose to make it easier. He started going faster, thrusting into my throat harder, his balls slapping against my chin. There was spit and precum on my face, dripping down my chin, tears flowing out of my eyes. I felt like a human fleshlight, but that turned me on even more. I was in heaven at that moment. His moans started getting louder, when suddenly he said, “Oh FUCK I’m cumming!”
He shot into my mouth, filling me with his cum to the point where it trickled out of the corners of my mouth, and then he took it out and shot on my face, coating it in his thick seed. I swallowed as fast as I could, tasting the salty tang of his cum. Suddenly he pulled me up and kissed me, licking his cum from my mouth and face.
He pulled away, leaving me there, covered in cum and spit. I felt used and cheap, but for some reason this turned me on. But then he noticed the tent in my shorts. I hadn’t cum yet. He pushed me down gently, took off my pants and took my dick into his mouth. He licked it and sucked on it, and it felt amazing. Soon I was breathing hard and softly moaning. I put my hands on my mouth to stop myself from moaning louder when he deepthroated me. He felt warm and soft and incredible. Soon I was close too.
“I’m gonna cum,” I whispered. He started going faster, sucking on my dick, licking around the head, and I couldn’t take it anymore. I started cumming, and I shot into his mouth. It kept coming, but he swallowed it all. Then he pulled me up and kissed me again. I could still taste my cum on his mouth. Then we pulled away and sat there breathing hard, looking at each other.
Suddenly, we both seemed to remember at the same time that this was, in fact, not a private hotel room, but instead a public handicap bathroom stall in a public bathroom in a public shopping mall. We both scrambled up and got our clothes on. My face was still coated in cum, but from a quick peek outside it seemed that there was no one else in the bathroom. I went over to the sinks and washed my face and hands. While I was there, he stood next to me washing his hands too. He left earlier than me but slipped a piece of paper in my pocket before he left. I took it out, opened it and read it.
“I had a good time today. Text me.” And then his phone number scribbled underneath.
I folded up the note and put it in my pocket. Looks like today wouldn’t be the last time we did this.