The next morning I woke up rock hard about 4am. It was my last morning with Mr Brown as he was due to go away with his wife for 2 weeks. I wanted to make the most of the morning so rolled over to give him a cuddle, throwing my leg over is. He reached down and fondled my bottom his fingers getting dangerously close to my little hole. I could feel that it was still moist from the fucking I got the night before.
It was exciting being fucked by someone that was almost a complete stranger. I'd heard about men having anonymous sex in public toilets and the thought excited me.
Mr Brown seemed to like that fact I was still wet down there as his cock was rock hard. He told me that every man should have a blow job before he went to work so I did my duty and sucked him off.
We showered and then he gave me the task of stripping the beds, putting the bedding in the wash and putting new linen on the bed for the return of is wife later that day.
I got the post including a small parcel and handed it to him. He said the parcel was a gift for me and he watched as I opened it. I was quite perplexed as inside was a Snake Bite Kit. I laughed and mentioned the fact that we didn't have dangerous snakes in the UK. He smiled and said they were for my nipples. He explained that I had big nipples for a young man but they could be even bigger and more sensitive with a little help.
He opened the packet, inside were two large yellow rubber cups, one long thin cup and a little glass vial of iodine and some other bits and bobs. He said we only needed the large cups. He took me up to the bedroom and got some Vaseline out of the bathroom cabinet.
"Lift you t-shirt, up and take it over your head"
I did as I was told. I'd never done this before and it felt sort of nice like I was restrained in some way. The t-shirt pushed my chest forward making my puffy breasts more defined. Mr Brown said I may have a hormone imbalance. I asked why and he explained that I had puffy breasts and very pert nipples. I had noticed at school that my mates all had flat chests with pin pricks for nipples but my nipples were big and often poked out of my t-shirts.
I asked if this was why I liked men and he smiled and said maybe.
He opened the Vaseline and applied some to my nipples and around the rim of the yellow cups. Then he put the cups against my nipples, squeezed the cups and then let go. I could feel my nipples being pulled into the cups and it felt very nice. He said that he wanted to me to use them everyday while he was away but only for 15 minutes at a time. He said if I over did it I may get water blisters on my nipples.
I pulled my t-shirt back down and left Mr Brown to get ready for the return of his wife. I went back to my studio apartment above the garage.
I had the next two weeks off work and wasn't really sure what I was going to do. I pondered the idea of visiting my mum. It had been a few weeks since Pam, my girlfriend had caught me being fucked by Mr Brown. Mum of course was shocked when she found out but she still loved me. I thought now was probably a good time to go around and see her especially as my dad would be at work.
I hadn't noticed the time but my nipples and started to tingle. It was a nice tingle and I didn't really want to take the suction cups off but I was a bit scared of those so called water blisters.
I pulled at the suction cups but they wouldn't come off. It sort of hurt a bit but it was very pleasant so I pulled some more. I could see they were pulling on my little titties as well as my nipples. I didn't really want to take them off as I was enjoying this new experience. I pulled a bit harder and they did pop off. My nipples had doubled inside and they felt very sensitive. I can't tell you how much I absolutely loved the feeling.
I went into the bathroom to check in the mirror. Wow! They looked great so red and perky. Both nipples had little red rings around my areola. I pulled my t-shirt down and admired how the material hung down and across from my nipples. I smiled to myself when I realised I could probably win a wet t-shirt competition. I so wanted to put the suction cups on again but I put them away in the bathroom cabinet.
I had another shower and got changed and headed off to mums in the Sunbeam. As I drove I kept brushing my hand across my nipples. They were still tingling but had gone back to their normal size. I was disappointed about this but couldn't wait to use the suction cups again.
Mum was pleased to see me and gave me a big hug. She made a pot of tea and cracked out my favourite biscuits - Jamie Dodgers. She asked if everything was the same and I said yes. Then we changed the subject. We had a good natter and then she asked if I would pop to the corner shop and get her some potatoes and carrots. I said I would and she gave me a bag.
As I was walking down to the shop I noticed a guy from my old school. He was in the same year as me but in a different class. I wasn't sure how far the news of my faggot status had spread so I crossed the road to avoid him. Unfortunately the guy crossed the road as well. I couldn't really cross back so I carried on expecting just to walk past him.
He walked passed me then turned and shouted my name.
"Are you Stuart", he asked.
"Yes", I replied.
He asked if I remembered him and I said I did.
"It's Malcolm isn't it?", I asked.
We started chatting and he said he'd been having problems with his girlfriend and had feelings about men and could he confide in me.
I explained that I was visiting my mum and didn't have time at the moment.
He seemed disappointed so I suggested he come over to my apartment. He explained that he was on his way to work, doing the afternoon - early evening shift and could he come over about 10pm. To be honest I didn't want the hassle but I could see he was struggling with his feelings so I agreed.
I got my mum's shopping and stayed for tea. Dad was working late and my sister was at her boyfriends so it was just mum and I. She cooked a fantastic Cottage Pie and after we had apple crumble and custard. It was nice to see mum and have a chat but I knew dad would be home at 8pm so I wanted to leave well before then. I gave mum a hug and headed home.
I couldn't wait to try the nipples suction cups again and soon had them on under my t-shirt. Malcolm arrived early, I slipped my hand under my t-shirt and popped off the suction cups which I must have had on for over an hour. I just loved the feeling so much I didn't want to take them off. I put them on the side and opened the door.
Malcolm took one look at my chest and said, "Wow, look at your nipples".
I smiled and said I had just started using suction cups on them. I spent the next half hour showing Malcolm how they worked and he said he was going to get some too.
I bought him back to the issue with his girlfriend. He said he loved girls, absolutely adored them but when it came to making love he would go soft every time he was inside them. I blushed and told him I had the same problem. He said he'd heard that I wore stockings and suspenders for a man and how much it turned him on to dress. He pulled his jeans down a little and showed me he was wearing pink panties. I explained that the stockings and suspenders was just a one off, although thinking about it I still had them.
We then went on to talk about how he had been hanging around public toilets after work. I guess this peaked my interest especialy as I;d been fantasising about anonymous sex with strangers.
He told me about the time he went to a football match with his mates. They were walking past some toilets and he felt drawn to them like a moth to a flame. He explained that he went in for a piss and his mates carried on. They all stood in the same place each match so he would know where to find them.
He said he was a bit shy about standing at the urinal so he went into a cubicle. He described the stories on the walls and a drawing of two men dressed in stockings and suspenders fucking each other. I must admit I was beginning to get very aroused. He said there were little holes in the partition stuffed with toilet paper. He pushed the paper out of one of the holes and peered through into the next cubicle. He said he could see a man wanking, he had a big fat cock and his knob was glistening with precum. Then the whole went dark and he realised the man was looking back through at him.
I asked him what he did.
He got up and faced the hole and played with his cock for a bit. Then he looked back through the hole and could just make out the man's eyeball.
"Fuck, that is so horny", I said, "Carry on".
He said he sat back down playing with his cock conscious of the time ticking by. Then a piece of paper was pushed under the partition. He picked it up and opened it. It read, "Open the door and let me in".
I asked what he did.
He said he felt trapped the man was outside the door if he opened it he might come in but he couldn't stay there all afternoon.
"Go on", I said.
He explained that he waited and waited and then eventually opened the door and ran for it.
To be honest I was disappointed I thought he might of at least sucked the man off but I guess in that situation you would be nervous.
He agreed that he would have loved to suck the man off and if there was a hole big enough in the partition he would of done. He was just too scared to let the man in.
Hew told me more stories about the various toilets around town and how he had them all marked in his AtoZ giving each one a star rating for stories, men etc.
I told him about my issues with my ex girlfriend and how much fun I'd been having with Mr Brown. He said he loved older men, you know dirty pervs that hang around toilets. I didn't know but the thought was turning me on. He explained how he loved the smell of stale piss in the toilets and that sometimes he would stand so close to the urinal his piss would splash back over his trousers and his hands. I could see he was getting really worked up, I think he was enjoying trying to shock me. He said he'd love a man to piss all over him and drench him in piss.
I said I'd never told anyone this but a few years ago I met my mates in the park. They'd been drinking and there were a few cans around. They offered me a drink out of a bumper can of beer. I took the can and had a few gulps. Straight away I realised it was warm. My mates all laughed and said they had all pissed in the can. Malcolm asked if I enjoyed it and I said that I'd never forgotten it and when I think about it now it does get me hard.
He said we were both sissy faggots born to serve men and do anything they wanted. He asked if I would introduce him to some men like Mr Brown. I explained that I only knew Mr Brown but he begged me to invite him to a gang bang. I laughed and said I'd never been to a gang bang. He said it was only a matter of time because men like Mr Brown knew other men who liked 20 something lads like us.
He was obviously very keen and not as shy as I first thought. I suppose I saw him as a threat, I didn't want to share Mr Brown with another lad so I had no intention of mentioning this lad to anyone.
By now I was getting a little irritated and I said I was going to bed. Malcolm apologised for keeping me up so late and I showed him to the door.
He turned just before leaving and said, "If ever you want to come cottaging with me to some public toilets let me know. Men would love two twinks on their knees sucking their cocks"
I laughed and shut the door but I must admit the idea excited me. I didn't want to upset Mr Brown and lose my job but yes I liked that idea it was naughty.
