Is always the discovery that you're not the only one tossing one off that's exciting. When I was an apprentice I worked on a big building site, the toilets were rickey affairs, the doors didn't fit on the cubicles and often the locks wouldn't work. My favorite time t go down there was mid afternoon - by then I'd be feeling horny in my coveralls - and the heady smell and the thought of all the cocks that have been flopped out always brought me a massive ejaculation, and anticipation, one ear out for the door. I hadn't been on the site long before I ventured into the cubicles and soon found evidence of fun times, a couple of glory holes with sliding covers, and stains on the floor. One afternoon we'd been working hard and I was hot and sweaty and busting for a pee so for a legitimate reason I headed for what was k known as the bogs. One door was shut and I knew it had a sliding flap so I went in the one next door, sure enough the hole opened and an eye looked in, I was so shit scared I zipped and bolted.My first proper job at 19 was in a cargo import export warehouse. There was a urinal and toilets there for staff and lorry drivers. I was often so horny that I would wank at the urinal and risk someone coming in. Over the next few years, I found out I was not the only person there turned on by doing this.
And?Is always the discovery that you're not the only one tossing one off that's exciting. When I was an apprentice I worked on a big building site, the toilets were rickey affairs, the doors didn't fit on the cubicles and often the locks wouldn't work. My favorite time t go down there was mid afternoon - by then I'd be feeling horny in my coveralls - and the heady smell and the thought of all the cocks that have been flopped out always brought me a massive ejaculation, and anticipation, one ear out for the door. I hadn't been on the site long before I ventured into the cubicles and soon found evidence of fun times, a couple of glory holes with sliding covers, and stains on the floor. One afternoon we'd been working hard and I was hot and sweaty and busting for a pee so for a legitimate reason I headed for what was k known as the bogs. One door was shut and I knew it had a sliding flap so I went in the one next door, sure enough the hole opened and an eye looked in, I was so shit scared I zipped and bolted.
But then curiosity took over......
Don't leave us hanging!Is always the discovery that you're not the only one tossing one off that's exciting. When I was an apprentice I worked on a big building site, the toilets were rickey affairs, the doors didn't fit on the cubicles and often the locks wouldn't work. My favorite time t go down there was mid afternoon - by then I'd be feeling horny in my coveralls - and the heady smell and the thought of all the cocks that have been flopped out always brought me a massive ejaculation, and anticipation, one ear out for the door. I hadn't been on the site long before I ventured into the cubicles and soon found evidence of fun times, a couple of glory holes with sliding covers, and stains on the floor. One afternoon we'd been working hard and I was hot and sweaty and busting for a pee so for a legitimate reason I headed for what was k known as the bogs. One door was shut and I knew it had a sliding flap so I went in the one next door, sure enough the hole opened and an eye looked in, I was so shit scared I zipped and bolted.
But then curiosity took over......
Love to hear the stories of anyone else working on warehouses!!I got curiouser and curiouser.
I began to work out some guys had special times for a visit, always seemed to be flushed when they came back so I followed this one guy, thick set, dark hair and one of the younger bricklayers. Sure enough he went into the spy hole lock up, and sure enough he had a look, poked his fingers in the hole to indicate I should put my cock through. Nervously I did, it was hard and already dripping with juice, it didn't take long for him to toss me off, I shot spunk and pulled back and then his cock came through for my attention. I gave it my best, it was meaty and throbbing, I gently peeled back his foreskin, spat on his cock head and began to wank him. He was near, he was thrusting his groin to the wall and then it came, a jet, all over my hand and arm, and then, still hard, he pulled back, I heard him pull up his overalls and go....
I was walking back to my pa;ce on the site when he came up behind me and as he passed he whispered - "that was fun, wanna do it again some time"? I did and so we sorted things out and that's when I began my daily visits to his caravan after work.
Mind you it didn't stop my visits to the bogs, and I did oblige a few other gents there with a toss.
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