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Had I missed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to experience a cock that huge? But as I rushed away, I was also relieved.
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I was disappointed, already full of regrets at not touching that cock, at not getting to my knees before the old man. I turned and left, washing my hands quickly and heading out of the toilets without looking back. I looked over at the older man with the big cock and said: "Thank you, sir." I said this quietly, but the man who had just come in must have heard it. Another man came into the corridor of urinals and started to relive himself. I had to get out of there before I did something truly stupid. I zipped up, stuffing my little erection away. I turned to the urinal pretending to piss. Suddenly, I heard foot steps behind me coming closer. Desperate to get closer, but unsure, afraid of where it wold lead. I wanted to look at him and masturbate, standing there in a men's public toilet. I was hard as steel now, and I started to wank myself. He grinned at me, nodded, inviting me to approach him. I wanted him to know that I was getting excited watching him. I wanted him to compare us, to know I was a little man.
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I stared again, also turning towards him knowing I would be showing him my little penis, which was stiffer, fuller now. He picked up his cock, holding it in both hands, as if offering it to me. He had a big bush of wiry white pubic hair. I half imagined he would pull it off his body, laughing that I had been fooled - a cock just can't be that big, not in real life, in a public toilet on a Sunday morning. It brought to mind a club, a cudgel, not a human sex organ. The way this man handled his cock it looked turgid, not absolutely hard, but definitely not soft either. When I am flaccid, my cock is actually soft, it just hangs there, sticking out a bit, almost weightless. When he had finished pissing and ostentatiously shaking the last drop off his cock, he turned slowly to face me.
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Where had the "sir" come from? I was begging. "I'd like to look at your cock, sir." I felt sick with fear and shame and humiliation to the pit of my stomach. In this public toilet, this piss-stinking underground chamber, with a huge-cocked old man, I was almost panting with excitement, my scalp tingled and my little penis grew hard. I have always been a bit gay, had experiences with men many years ago, but it had been more than 15 years since I'd been in a sexual situation with another man. He wanted me to ask, to verbalise my desire. This was what it was all about - me looking at a strange man's cock in a public toilet. Then he asked, a harder edges entering his voice: "You do want to look at my cock don't you?" Let me finish and I'll show you properly." He said this with some kindness, indulgently. In a sexual context, this can be hugely exhilarating. I love being humiliated or degraded, being made to feel small and inadequate, displaying myself, allowing myself to be exposed, vulnerable, emasculated.
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It is part dread or fear of exposure or ridicule, I suppose, but it is also, for some of us, accompanied by a gorgeous, molten feeling of excitement and pleasure.
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Humiliation, sexual embarrassment, is a strange and confusing feeling. Humiliation ran through me like a chill I had been caught looking, gawping, caught in the headlights of his breath-taking cock. Flaccid I am maybe three inches, at best. His laugh was knowing, tolerant maybe, but with a tinge of derision in it. My mouth had probably dropped open in a cartoonish look of shock. It curved to one side dramatically and had a very pointed head - strangely small and out of proportion to the shaft. The man pulled out of his trousers the biggest cock I had ever seen - or even imagined. I am always aware of my size and I am always comparing myself unfavourably to other men. Do all men do this? I have a smallish penis and am self-conscious about it there is an element of perpetual shame in being under-endowed. I can't help it and I try to be discreet. I'm one of those people who sneaks looks at other men's cocks in public toilets. He was six foot four or five, stooped, lots of wavy white hair, a little shabby. The whole area, at that time of day, was absolutely empty.Īs I stood at a urinal, a very tall, older man came in and stood on the same side as me, about four places down. Inevitably, it smelt oppressively of urine and detergent. Off to left and the right, two long corridors, low-ceilinged and dingy, one lined with urinals on either side, the other with toilet cubicles. The entrance led into a large area of sinks, dryers and mirrors. The public toilets were down some steps under the main concourse. I was at one of the London's main train stations early on a Sunday morning on my way to work.