The son

Walking to the urinals, you stand and unzip your fly. Fishing out your cock, you discreetly watch the teen piss into the bowl. As he finishes up, you walk over and grab his head, pulling you into a kiss. The young man instantly fights you, trying to pull away. Quickly, however, he begins reciprocating the kiss, hand falling to grab your loose cock. Pulling off the kiss, you put a finger to your lips, motioning him to be quiet. He winks as he falls to his knees, but you pull him back up. He looks a little upset, but brightens up as you pull him into a stall.

Cruising was not uncommon in this mall, meaning gloryholes were more common than good hygiene. Only one stall is occupied, making it easy to guess which on the dad is in. Entering into one next to him, you sit the horny teen onto the toilet seat. Kneeling down, you peak through the gloryhole, seeing the dad stand just in time for him to flush the toilet. You knock on the wood, loud enough for him to look down, surprised at the eye staring back at him. You put your mouth to the hole, hoping he'll take the hint.