A Cock Suckers Diary

[Stuart]

14th March 1986

Moved out of the house. Wife's new boyfriend came with a van to help her move. Nice guy, big cock, good luck to her.

Moved into my grotty flat, a bit disheartened but at least I'm free to get some cock.

15th March 1986

Found out about a local cruising spot after the local paper reported unsocial behaviour going on. Took a drive over there to see.

Lot's of guys sitting in cars. Nothing doing so went home.

17th March 1986

Monday 5:40pm back at the cruising spot. Lots of guys, reps in estate cars. Had a walk around, staring in through car windows.

Spotted a guy with his cock out, stopped and watched him wank. He invited me to sit in the car with him but I was too nervous so suggested I just lean in through the window.

Leaned in through the window and fondled his cock. I could smell cigars or pipe tabaco, reminded me of the headmasters office.

He told me to pull my pants and briefs down so he could fondle my ass. I did as he asked, felt really horny leaning in through the window sucking his cock with my bare ass in the air.

Police turned up couldn't get back to my car quick enough.

20th March 1984

Stopped off at a picnic area on the A47 near Peterborough. Place was buzzing. Guy in burger van said action takes place in the toilets and the nearby wooded area.

Toilets were filthy with a glory hole in each partition, fresh cum dripping off the wall but nobody in there.

Spotted a track leading into the woods and came across a group of guys watching two other guys. Got down on my knees in the mud and started sucking cocks. Swallowed two good loads and got my work shirt covered in cum.

Would have loved to stay longer but work beckoned.

 

[Autolycus]

Welcome to the story board, Stuart. I know diaries are private, but maybe we could see a few more entries before you close it?

 

[zezooo]

wow its hot story

 

[Stuart]

25 March 1984

Sunday was my wash day. My wife had took the twin tub washing machine so it meant I had to go to the laundrette. I dragged myself out of bed as I knew I had to get there early to get a machine. I put my washing in a machine and sat next to an old guy. I guessed he was just keeping warm as there were no other machines in use. I read one of the woman's magazines that was on the side but soon got bored.

There were toilets opposite so I wondered over to check out the stories on the walls. As I approached I could smell that smell of stale piss. I don't know why but it always turned me on. I walked in feeling slightly nervous as always. The were two guys already having a piss leaving the middle stall for me. Straight male etiquette demands that I go in a cubicle rather than stand between the two men but I stood between them.

Normally you would hear piss hitting the porcelain but nothing. I smiled to myself. I glanced to the left and then to the right. The man on the left was slowing stroking his cock, pulling a very fleshy foreskin backwards and forwards over his glistening glands. I turned towards him and he half smiled. This was all the encouragement I needed and I dropped to my knees. Straight away I could feel my knees getting wet, probably piss but I didn't care and took the man's cock into my mouth. The other guy walked to the entrance and stood as look-out while I sucked his friend off. It didn't take long and soon I was rewarded with some lovely thick cum that I gobbled up eagerly. The two men swopped places and as the tase of the first man's cum subsided I went to work on the other man. This guy was leaking precum like a dripping tap and soon a mixture of cum and saliva was dripping down my chin onto my t-shirt. The guy pushed me away and grabbed his cock, I stuck my tongue out and he shot his load all over my face and in my hair. Within seconds the two men had gone.

I had a piss and scooped up the cum with my fingers. I walked back over to the laundrette. The old man was still in there and another lady. The old man looked me up and down and smirked. I blushed but I think he knew exactly what I had been doing.

 

[cuck72]

25 March 1984

Sunday was my wash day. My wife had took the twin tub washing machine so it meant I had to go to the laundrette. I dragged myself out of bed as I knew I had to get there early to get a machine. I put my washing in a machine and sat next to an old guy. I guessed he was just keeping warm as there were no other machines in use. I read one of the woman's magazines that was on the side but soon got bored.

There were toilets opposite so I wondered over to check out the stories on the walls. As I approached I could smell that smell of stale piss. I don't know why but it always turned me on. I walked in feeling slightly nervous as always. The were two guys already having a piss leaving the middle stall for me. Straight male etiquette demands that I go in a cubicle rather than stand between the two men but I stood between them.

Normally you would hear piss hitting the porcelain but nothing. I smiled to myself. I glanced to the left and then to the right. The man on the left was slowing stroking his cock, pulling a very fleshy foreskin backwards and forwards over his glistening glands. I turned towards him and he half smiled. This was all the encouragement I needed and I dropped to my knees. Straight away I could feel my knees getting wet, probably piss but I didn't care and took the man's cock into my mouth. The other guy walked to the entrance and stood as look-out while I sucked his friend off. It didn't take long and soon I was rewarded with some lovely thick cum that I gobbled up eagerly. The two men swopped places and as the tase of the first man's cum subsided I went to work on the other man. This guy was leaking precum like a dripping tap and soon a mixture of cum and saliva was dripping down my chin onto my t-shirt. The guy pushed me away and grabbed his cock, I stuck my tongue out and he shot his load all over my face and in my hair. Within seconds the two men had gone.

I had a piss and scooped up the cum with my fingers. I walked back over to the laundrette. The old man was still in there and another lady. The old man looked me up and down and smirked. I blushed but I think he knew exactly what I had been doing.

SO HOT! I love using those dirty stale pissy stinky bathrooms in the parks. Like you said that strong stale piss smell gets me excited too. I just imagine being on my knees with a couple guys with dirty stinky cocks in my face to suck off. Then I like walking into the stalls and reading some nasty stuff on the walls with phone numbers. I lean over the toilet as a pull my jeans and underwear down as I think of some guy fucking my ass like a pussy, filling my ass with cum leaking out. I slap my ass like he's spanking me.

 

[Stuart]

6 April 1984

It's Friday night and I'm looking forward to the weekend. I'm pissed off with my wife as she's been flirting with the boss all week. We work together and I can tell something is going on. On the way home she tells me she's agreed to work on Saturday. As she doesn't drive that means I have to get up early to drop her in.

Saturdays are non uniform days and so she's dressed in a tight pair of jeans. You can see her pussy lips they are that tight. She's wearing her push-up bra and her tits are bubbling over the top of her blouse. We have an argument on the way and I'm even more pissed off. I drop her off knowing full well she's probably going to fuck the boss. It makes me determined to get some cock myself.

I head straight for the city centre and one of the underpasses where there is a public toilet. I hang around giving men the eye. Some are obviously interested but too shy or nervous to do anything. Eventually I get a guy to join me in a cubicle. I'm like a dog on heat, pulling my briefs down around my ankles bending over the toilet. I spit on my hand rubbing it over my ass and his cock. I whisper to him to just ram it in balls deep on the first thrust.

He grabs my waist and I can feel his cock twitching against my hole. The head slips in and I push back hard. I'm eager as fuck and he gets off on this, filling me with his cock. Three thrusts and I'm cumming like a fountain, my spunk is flying everywhere I can see it dripping into my briefs. Another couple of thrusts and he unloads up my ass. Without saying a word he does up his zip and leaves me alone in the cubicle.

I pull up my briefs, they are wet and sticky with my cum. Normally I would clean myself up so my wife didn't spot any cum stains on my briefs but I thought fuck it, who cares. As I walk back to the car I can feel his cum dripping out of my ass. It feels nice and makes me feel like a slut.

I'm still horny so decide to grab a coffee and then go looking for some more cock.