Bathroom love.

My boyfriend Stew and had decided to go to the mall one day. He had recently got his tongue pierced and it was almost completely healed by this point, so he had wanted to check out some different beads for them. We went into a couple shops that sold them with no success. Some of them were too cheaply made and some were just ridiculously priced, so we decided to just goof off around the mall, maybe look in some favourite stores.

We stopped in EB games, checked if they had anything new or exciting and to my dismay, they did not. Stew wanted to stop in Cole's Book store, so we did. He didn't find anything that he liked, though, which was a bummer. I was going to buy something for him if he had.

We grabbed a little ice cream to share, and sat down on the benches together. We started spoon feeding each other and I noticed a group of teenage girls staring at us, giggling to themselves. I told Stew to look over and he did, then I grabbed his face, and brought it to mine, kissing him so intensely, making sure they saw our tongues touching. We could hear them scream with delight. It made me laugh... Stew was really embarrassed. He wasn't usually shy, but if he knew people were liking it, his face would beat red. We were basically done our ice cream anyways, so we got up and walked away from the attention. Stew grabbed my ass as we walked away from them.

"What should we do?" Stew asked me in rather whiny tone.
I lightly kissed his forehead, "I don't know, but I'm kind of frisky."
"Did you want to 'have fun' when we get home?" he air quoted as he said it.
I paused for a moment to think about it, "I don't think I can wait that long."
"Well, what do you propose we do about it, then?" he gently caressed my face, as if just to tease me. He flashed a provocative grin.
I again paused thinking, and biting my lip. "Let's go to the bathroom."

He hesitated slightly and then took up the offer.
We were holding hands, heading to the washroom, but I was so horny, I was practically dragging him behind me.
"Slow down, Erik..." he said.
I turned around and stuck my tongue out at him, walking a bit more his pace.
We made it into the washroom, but there were a few people in it already. We waited for a minute or so, and then I went into one of the stalls. He didn't follow me immediately after, so, I kept the door open a smidge, and signalled for him to come. He shook his head lightly and pointed to the person just walking in. He didn't even noticed Stew standing there, so I grabbed his arm, and pulled him in, quickly shutting the stall door. I accidentally giggled out loud. Stew looked at me, kind of worriedly.

"It's okay, don't worry... We won't get caught." I whispered.
He smiled at me and started to kiss me lightly. While he was kissing me, he started undoing my pants. As he got them undone, he knelt down and pulled my boxers down with his teeth. I was already rock hard by now, and as he pulled the boxers down past my cock, it sprang up in his face.

We heard someone come into the bathroom, talking with someone else. It was irrelevant as to what they were talking about, but Stew got paranoid and stood up.
"Shh.." I his face and mouthed that it was alright.
He bent back down and lightly licked the head of my penis, swirling his tongue piercing over my length.
I moaned quietly, petting his hair. "You're so good to me." I whispered.
The two or three males that were talking were quite loud, so it was certain that they couldn't hear us whisper.
Occasionally his tongue ring clicked with my cock stud. It made me really hot. Stew giggled when that happened.
I continue to play with Stew's hair.. twirling it with my fingers, brushing it back on his head.
He shoved my 8.5 inch cock all the way down his throat.. held it there, but gagged, looking up at me. His gagging turned me on so much, and I let out a bit louder moan. I knew that there were people in there, and I could have probably kept silent, but I didn't feel like holding in such pleasure. God, I love him so much.

He started to hum a little tune that I love, while sucking my hard member. Aura Lee. He knows that it makes me feel comfortable, but what was even better was the vibrations it was sending through my cock. I smiled at him while moaning slightly and he started touching my balls delicately with a cupped hand. I just waxed my pubic area earlier that day.. So it was still a tad sore from it, but the tender touch made it feel so good.

I hadn't even been paying attention to anyone coming into the bathroom anymore. I wasn't sure if anyone was, or really even cared.
I looked down at him and he looked up at me. I moved my hand to his cheek, and began to stroke it while he kept sucking.
"I really love you like this..." I whispered quiveringly.
He gave a sad smile. He couldn't really smile that well with his whole mouth lodged with cock.
I pulled him up from my wet, erect penis and slammed him against the stall wall that I was leaning on. I move his jacket away from his left shoulder, and I bit down on this little spot in between his neck and back shoulder. (He really likes this spot.) I bit down hard.

He moaned loud like the cockslut he is, and thrust his pelvis into mine.
I start to kiss him like crazy. His mouth encompassed around mine. As we kissed like mad, I took off his small zipper jacket (obviously made for girls) and hung it on the door's coat rack. I had to move my mouth from his, and I took off his shirt, hanging that on the coat rack as well.

I start to lightly kiss his neck, moving myself down, kissing really close together, slowly inching my way down to his chest, I stop. I adverted my attention away from kissing, and licked ever so gently and ever so slowly towards his nipple. Slowly, I circle the hard pressing tip all around the outside of his areola. Stew starts to moan, and rubs my back, kind of hard, so I can tell he is enjoying it. His touch makes me feel so safe. I started to suck on his nipple now, gently, but at a medium pace. I started to move my right hand down his stomach, and slid it underneath his boxers, and too baggy of jeans. I don't let myself touch his cock just yet. (Even though I really want to.) I tease him by gently tickling the sides of where it is standing erect against his abdomen.

I lift my head from his nipple, and catch him biting his lip. He put his hand on my cheek.
I move my head in closer and kiss his lips so softly while I do this I also grab the shaft of his penis with my unsteady nervous hand.
He moans as his cock jumps into my hand. He opened his mouth, waiting for my tongue. I waited a few brief strokes of his cock, and let him have my tongue, but barely. I kiss him softly with the occasional slip of tongue, while slowly moving my tight grip up and down his shaft.

He kneads my back with his one hand, the other still cupping and occasionally stroking my cheek. It feels so nice to have someone like him in my life.
I stop kissing him, but still stroking his penis, I move my mouth right by his left ear, licking the ear lobe. I let out a few little quivers into his ear right before I manage to spill the words that I wanted to say to him, "I love when you touch me so gently." I then let my tongue glide gently into his ear, almost filling the hole completely. I whisper again, "I love you."

He groans in joy, "I love you more than anything or anyone I ever have, and you make me feel like the most special boy in the world."
I move away from his ear, looking at him straight in the eyes. He doesn't look at me directly, and I ask him to. "You ARE the most special boy in the world." As I finish that sentence, I start descending to my knees. I look to his face, waiting for some kind of signal, and he nods, grabbing and holding my hand in his own.

I have a bit of trouble undoing his pants with just one hand, but I still managed to do it rather quickly. As I undo them, he kisses the back of my hand lightly. I smile and laugh lightly. His pants fall right to hid ankles. I always told him that they were too baggy, but he didn't care. I grab the base of his penis with just a few fingers and lightly lick and kiss the head of his cock through his boxers.

He keeps his eyes steadily on me.
"Lean your head back and relax." I say as I start to slowly pull down his boxers. I let them fall to his ankles, as I did his pants.
I hear a bang on the stall wall, looking up, I realize that Stew is blushing. He must have hit his head on the wall. I smile while looking up at him and rub the side of his hip to comfort him. He smiles gracefully and rests his head back. I don't hear a noise this time.

I grab the base of his penis, this time a full handed grasp.
His cock is quite small in comparison to mine, but I love it that way. It fits so nicely into my mouth.
I kiss the head of his penis, and lick it clean of pre-cum.
He moans, first when my warm breath draws closer, then when I kiss him lightly, and moans even more from the playful licks.
I start to suck only the head of his cock. I suck up and down, hard, but slowly.
He grabs my hair, playing with it. I think that he is admiring my pink streaks that he loves so much.
I start to move my mouth down further, moving my hand away from the base, and moving it towards his balls. I grasp them gently in my fingers, and massage them lightly, while I am struggling to take his whole cock in my mouth. He knows that I am not so good at deep throat, but I always try, just for him. I hold his hand tightly with my other.

I feel so relaxed with Stewart. So happy. I almost want to cry, but I know that he would tease me and call me emo.
"I'm so proud of you for trying to take it all down, even though you can't. It shows me that you're willing to hurt for me... and it shows that even with a smaller cock, you aren't as good at oral as I am." and with that he leaned back against the stall wall.

"You're just a better fag than me." I said as I took his cock all the way down. I gag, almost puking. I cough for a moment afterwards, but quickly go back to his delicious member.

"When you gag, it just makes me harder." Stew says, quite breathlessly.
I start to move up and down a lot faster now, but not to the point of gagging. As I do this, Stew tells me that he won't be able to hold himself for long, so I slow down.

I can't take it any longer. My hard penis is throbbing so much, it's driving me insane. I want his tight asshole so bad!
I stand back up, letting his swollen cock hang naked.
I take off my jacket and shirt, hanging them on the coat rack. (Which is pretty much full by now.) I shimmy my pants down to my ankles.
I hadn't been paying attention to anyone coming in or out and I don't know how loud we're being. I can't imagine what they are thinking, but I don't care. I want them to know that I love Stew.

"We could be caught at any moment... Doesn't that get you off?" I whispered.
He groaned loudly and stretched his body in ecstasy, nodding.
I slowly pull my boxers all the way down, bending with them. As I bring them to my ankles, I lightly kiss the head of Stew's cock, and stand back up to his level. I pin him to the stall, taking his hands in mine, each of our fingers entwined together.

I look into his sweet scared eyes. "Don't worry. I won't hurt you... I promise." I lightly kissed him.
He looks at me, leans forward and parts his lips. I kiss him with such passion and force. My tongue is practically going wild with desire.
He moans into the kiss, fully enjoying it as much as I am.

I lean my cock into his, and begin to frot with him.
He tries to rub his cock against mine as much as he can, and massages my tongue with his. I continue to plunder his mouth with my tongue. He moans and squirms. I can tell he loves me. I rub my cock against his slightly hard. I can't help it, though. I am so horny. I want him so bad.

I stop kissing him for a moment and release my hands from his tight grip. I continue rubbing myself against him, and I move my hand to his cheek, gently stroking it. "Am I hurting you?" I ask sweetly.

"You are, but I love it. Keep hurting me." he replies with great moaning.
I move back to that special spot on his neck, and bite gently at first, then harder, sucking on it, too. I wrap my arms around his waist. I love his body so much. It's so delicate, and I'm in complete control of it. I moan out loud.

"I need you." he whispers softly into my ear. Those words turn me on so much, but the gentle wind from his voice send sweet shivers all throughout my body.
I move up to his ear and whisper, "I can't take it anymore," as I whisper this, I can feel myself digging my fingernails into his skin. "Can I take you?"
"...Yes." he moans and squeezes his eyes shut.
I stroke his cheek lovingly and kiss him. I bend down, and take off his shoe, allowing me to take one leg out of his pants. I do so and position his legs, about a foot or so apart from each other, and I face him towards the toilet.

I bend him over a tiny bit and rest his hands against the back wall. I hug him from behind like that, and start rubbing my cock on his soft, silky ass cheek. My arms are wrapped around his waist fully, my face pressed into his back. It's such a nice feeling of comfort. I love him so much.

"I never want to leave your arms." he says to me, sounding sad, but happy at the same time.
I bend down, facing his ass. I can feel the heat of it on my face. I gently start licking the outside of his asshole, but so gently that he can barely feel it.
Stew moans from anticipation of my hot cock stretching him, splitting him open.
I suddenly thrust my hard tongue into his asshole. It's not as tight as it used to be, (because I fuck him like a slut) which makes it easier to stick my tongue into it. I massage his balls from underneath with my hand. I spit quite profusely around his asshole, to help lessen the pain of insertion.

I stand up, hugging him from behind like I had before. My cock is throbbing like it never has. The thrill of being caught is intoxicating. I move my hand to the underside of him, and grab his rock-hard penis in my hands, and start masturbating him. As he moans and groans loudly, I guide myself with my other hand and shove my cock in his tight asshole.

I moan loudly with immense pleasure. Surely anyone outside the bathroom would have heard me. Stew pushes his ass back at me, impaling himself further on my cock.

I keep plunging my cock into his anus as I try to keep jerking him off at the same time, but he pushes my hand away and does it himself. I hug him from behind as I plough into him. The warmth and comfort of his body makes it so much better. I pull him up and twist him so that he can kiss me. We kiss and I then realize that he is crying uke tears of joy. I kiss him so deeply, so lovingly, while still hugging and humping him.

I stop kissing, but lean to the side, watching him masturbate himself. He knows all the right spots to hit, and he is moaning as much as I am. I bite the back of his neck, sending him into a frenzy as he uses his one free hand to grab my hair and pull my head up to his, forcing me to kiss him. The pulling hurt, but it was hot. Him forcing me made me moan even more. It was usually the opposite. I still wrapped my arms around him, and his hand was on the back of my head, pushing it into his. He was kissing me extremely hard, filling my whole mouth with his tongue, barely giving me any room to move mine.

I couldn't hold it in any longer. "I-I'm going to c-cuum." I stuttered.
"Me too," he panted.
I moved my body back, and put my hands on his waist, pulling him onto my cock. I pounded not even three times and began to shudder, as did he. I rested against his back, hugging him with one arm, the other reaching down, massaging his balls. I felt a bit of his hot load dripping down onto my fingers. I brought my hand back up, and pulled my cock ever so slowly out of his asshole. He looked back at me, and I licked the cum off of my finger.

"I love you." I stated, and bent down, licking some of the cum off the outside of his anus. I asked him to push out some of the rest, so I could lap it up. I could see his muscles tensing as he pushed some of my cum out of his ass, and I began to lap at it.

He moaned. It was a bit sore, and my gently lapping probably made it feel nice. He pushed tiny little amounts out, and I continued lapping them up, and I got the last bit.

He stood up straight and turned around to face me. He used his finger like a spoon to clean off the remaining cum on his cock, and shoved the finger in my mouth. I licked it clean, swallowing the small amount that it was.

He pulled me up while bending down himself. He started licking clean my now deflating penis. He licked all the way down my shaft, making sure not to miss a spot, then he pulled back the foreskin and licked every nook and cranny.

After he finished, he started to get dressed, pulling his boxers and pants up. I started to do the same. He asked if I could pass him his shirt and jacket, and I kissed his lips lightly and passed them to him. He both had all our clothes on now. The only thing left to do was clean up the mess on the toilet seat. We decided to leave it there, making someone else clean up our love.