Such a thing had never occurred to me till then. This may even have been before I'd been just plain sucked for the first time in the 'normal' way. Needless to say I was hooked by the thought of doing with another guy what the drawing had shown and couldn't wait for my first real chance of trying it. And when I first did it I knew straight away that this would be an act I'd be repeating at every available opportunity, which turned out to be true. There was no looking back! 😄
*I got my entire sex education from shithouse walls, this being well before the time any talk of sexual matters at school would have been even proposed let alone seriously considered. Of course any chance of seeing any hardcore porn was out of the question, I not having my first experience of it until past my mid-20s, even then highly illegal, of course. No, it was public toilets which had the richest 'supply' of sex 'material' - 90% of which was gay - but then only in graffiti and roughly scribbled drawings, all filthy as fuck. No wonder public toilets were such a busy location for making dates for meetings - as well as having sex itself in them of course. What was written or drawn on the walls sure used to make one randy as hell, inevitably giving one a poker-stiff boner - which you then had to find a way to do something with - or someone with! I'd regularly go to toilets with the sole purpose to check out the latest additions scrawled there, as well as eventually starting to add my own words and drawings contributions in marker pen, and hoping to experience by chance, some live cock-fun action to participate in, which happened often enough. The number of times I've made an exit from those shithouses while wiping my face! - though I later learnt not to care if anyone noticed. 😈
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