The new Pleasure

A hazy day, clear sky’s, I walked down a small path down towards the beach, the sound of the washing tide could be heard in the distance and a lung filling sea breeze blew in my face. 

The summer of 2003 I was the tender age of 18 years a relatively short person at 5ft 7” tall thin trim body and smooth complexion. I had always been a quiet person keeping myself to myself with a select number of friends and not to out spoken in crowds so I had to find ways to occupy myself which I found more satisfying than being in large crowds after a while. Such hobbies included video games I preferred adventure games instead of the gun blasting fps games which many people of my age enjoyed. This shows a lot for my character which is slightly quieter and laid back than most people. Other such pass times included my library of movies, which stretch around my small bedroom back at home. Another hobby which could take up most of my day sometimes was masturbation as I am a quiet person I have never had the confidence to go and ask someone out hence I am still a virgin so my sexual fantasies have to assist me in my sessions which were often assisted by pornography. Any type of porn could assist me (within reason), straight sex, gay sex, fetishes, peeing women, bukake, the list goes on. Not having had sex though would always hinder me and masturbation could only stay exciting for so long as I was being to experience so taking risks and new interesting ways of masturbating was now coming into my head.

I was on vacation with my parents on a small holiday camp on the east coast of the British isles that summer and as ever I had sex on my mind as I walked past bikini toped beauties, red and yellow striped tops just holding their firm breasts in leaving little to the imagination tight curvy bodies of pure sexiness. 
I reached the beach in my jeans and t shirt and felt the awkward uneven surface of the beach against my shoes. I looked out to sea and felt warmth within. Thirty minutes passed I looked at my watch and realised the time was 4.00 PM it was time to set back off to the holiday home on the other side of the holiday site.
I left the beach and walked off the beach and came to a tall building just placed next to the beach, it was the sites swimming pool. I looked in through the window families were enjoying the water obviously cooling themselves down from the heat outside. I decided there that I needed to go to the toilet so I strolled in through the doors of the swimming baths, the intense bleach smell passed my nose as I continued to walk in the direction of the men’s bathrooms.

I pushed the door open and went in the musty smell of the men’s bathroom hit me straight away. Three cubicles were positioned to the right with blue clean doors to the right were the standing cubicles which are he places where men basically stand to take a piss. Further around were the sinks. A man stood at the standing cubicles with his legs slightly parted taking a piss. I saw his piss running down the metal of the toilet. I went to the right and entered one of the cubicles. I preferred to be behind a closed door when I needed to go the toilet. I stood there and unzipped my jeans. My black boxers cotton boxers lay underneath I undid the three buttons on the front and pulled out my three inch penis, the foreskin lay over the proportioned head to the length of my penis. I slowly pulled the foreskin back completely head until it fell behind the head and stayed there. 

I began to piss into the toilet as I was in a public toilet I decided not to pay too much attention where I was pissing and looked at the wall. I heard the door to the entrance of the bathroom open and close I assumed the main who was at the standing cubical had gone. I finished my pissing put my dick away and walked out of the cubical. The musty smell hit me again and then I noticed I was alone. There was always something arousing to me about an empty public toilet I could never really explain why I just did. I began to wash my hands and look around at the empty bathroom. Then my eye was caught to the left of the standing cubicles on the wall was a long thin metal condom machine. A rush cam over my body and the immediate thought of jerking off with a condom on came into my head. I stopped washing my hands and walked over towards the condom machine my heart slightly pounding at the thought someone could stroll in and see me inspecting the condom machine. The machine had three type of condom to choose from each with a small picture and a black knob to pull for your selection. The coin slot was towards the top of the machine. I started at the selection, Featherlike “For the feather touch to your lover”, Smooth elite “The extra lubbed condom for better feeling” and finally ribbed “rippled condom for ladies pleasure. I looked at the price of the machine £2.00 for a box of three. I quickly reached into my pocket and then realised I had no money on me. Suddenly a click was made at the door I quickly darted away form the machine back to the washing sinks. A tall man entered I made that I had finished washing my hands and left the bathroom.

Outside the idea of using a condom to masturbate buzzed around my head it had gotten me so excited I felt my hard penis pressing against the inside of my jeans and also the panic which had washed over me when another man entered had left me even more excited.

I reached the door of the holiday home my mom greeted me telling me my food was on the table; my dad was already at the table eating. I told my mom I just had to go to the toilet first, my mom then went and sat with my dad and began to eat. Inside the bath room I sat on the toilet seat and thought about what had just happened, my heart still slightly pounding.

After dinner I went to the bathroom and started running a shower, the warm water ran down into the bath, as the water heated up I removed my t shirt, my chest felt the cool blast of wind coming in from the small window in the bathroom causing my nipples to become firm and the small about of hair on my chest to move ever so slightly. AS the water heated to the perfect temperature I unclipped my jeans and pulled them down to my ankles and then off completely. Finally I removed my black boxer shorts. I now felt the cool breeze all over my boxer blowing against legs down over the smooth shaft of my penis and down under my hairy balls which now from the heat were stuck to the inner part of my leg. I reached down with my right hand and adjusted my balls to free them up from my legs. Turning to look at the shower I stepped up and into the warm water which washed down over shoulders, down my back over my head and down the front of my body until I was completely saturated in water. As I stood in the shower washing, the thought of masturbating with a condom came back into my mind, the thought began to get me excited the idea of putting on a sheath which is used for sex and the interesting feeling of what a condom would be like slipping own my hard dick. The cum shooting into it and collecting in the teat and then resting back down on the head of my hard hot cock. The water washed over the shaft of my cock as it began to rise and stiffen, I felt the foreskin tighten over the head as I watched it rise and turn a darker red than before. I rush of pleasure washed over my body as I slipped into a fantasy.