3) Take Pete into the cubicle

My nerves got the better of my curiosity and lust. So I smiled then told Pete I will meet him outside. He seemed a little crestfallen as I shook myself dry and zipped my jeans back up.

After washing my hands I went to walk out, but suddenly stopped.

I couldn't deny the feelings. I just couldnt get that large cock out of my mind. There was no point lying to myself, I wanted to have sex, wanted to lose my virginity. Even if it was with a man.

I walked back up to Pete who still had his cock hanging out of his slacks. I reached out and grabbed it. I then slowly stroked it before giving it a squeeze. “Come on. Let’s do this?”

“Changed your mind?

"Yes."

"Shall we do it here?"

“No. In the cubicle.” I took his hand and led him into the toilet cubicle. Once inside Pete closed and locked the door behind us.

Pete smiled as I turned to face him. He kissed me full on the lips. It was the first time I had kissed a man, and I recoiled in shock as he tried to slip me his tongue. "Sorry."

"It's OK."

I returned the gesture and kissed him back. At the same time I began wanking his massive cock as our tongues danced with each other.

Pete unfastend my jeans then slid his hand into my boxer shorts. He then found my dick and began playing with it like an expert. I sniggered. “I just hope we don’t get caught”

“Don’t worry about that.”

“Of course I will.”

“Shush, don’t." Pete broke away. He placed a hand on my head, and gently lowered me down to my knees so my face was by his humongous cock. “You do know, the The Marketplace is the local gay bar, don’t you?”

“No.”

“It’s bloody painted pink, for fuck sake.”

“Oh. Never thought of that.”

"If anyone does knock, then it will only be because they want to join in." Pete combed his fingers through the hair on my head.“Now. I think you better stop worrying and get sucking. My cock is getting cold.”

“Right.” I held his cock in my hand. It felt heavy, heavier than mine with more girth and length than I possess. Was I feeling jealous? Fuck yes.

I then began to wank it back and forth. His skin was soft and smooth to the touch. It's head was shiny purple and clean. I also noticed Pete was as clean shaven below as he was above. He kept a clean garden.

“Suck it, my dear. Don’t be scared.”

I closed my eyes and took the plunge.

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