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The Stall Wall

by Phil Meup


I was pissed! How dare she embarrass me in front of the entire class! Once again my creative writing professor told me that I couldn’t write, told me that I should think about changing my major from English to business. I stormed into the bathroom stall. I felt like punching the fucking wall. Then, when I looked down, a piercing blue eye looked up at me, pleading with me, through a waist high hole in the wall. I momentarily stared at that single blue eye. Above it sat the palest of blonde eyebrows I’ve ever seen. The owner of the eye ran a finger along the bottom of the hole in the wall. “Please,” he said, “let me suck your cock.” Shit, I’ve heard stories about this type of stuff, but I never…. My cock started to swell in my jeans. My breathing got faster, became erratic. He mouthed the word “please” once again. I could use a blowjob. He licked his lips as I lowered by zipper. He nodded his head as I moved closer to the hole in the stall wall. He opened his mouth as my hard throbbing cock slipped through the hole, disappearing from my line of sight. He closed his lips around my cock head. I could feel the moist warmth of his mouth as it encased me. “Ah,” I sighed as he slowly took more of me into his mouth. The walls of his cheeks slid down my shaft. They tightened around every inch as he sucked me deeper into his mouth. The head of my cock glided across his palette. His tongue slowly massaged the underside of my shaft as he went further and further down my cock. He sucked me inside him. My pubic bone touched the wall of the stall. My balls rested on the rim of the hole. His tongue stretched further along the shaft of my cock. It tickled by balls. He slowly sucked them through the hole in the wall -- first one, then the other. He slathered each of them gently with his tongue. He kissed one and then the other. My hard cock stood at attention. My balls hung over the rim of the hole on the other side. He pulled and stretched my sac as he slid his hot wet mouth up and down my throbbing shaft. Oh, fuck; this guy knows how to suck a cock. “Yeah,” I whispered, “don’t stop sucking my cock, baby.” I could feel him nod his head. I could feel him moan his consent as he continued sucking me in and out of his mouth. The head of my cock slipped below his throat muscles. “Shit,” I sighed through clenched teeth as he swallowed me deeper and deeper into himself. He took his mouth from my cock and began licking my balls. He stroked my slicked up cock. He massaged his spit into my shaft. Up and down. Up and down he worked his fist as he sent shivers through every part of my body. My balls swelled as he sucked them into his mouth over and over again. Cum churned inside them. “I’m going to shoot the biggest load for you, cocksucker,” I said. He stretched my ball sac, continuing to churn my cum load that now yearned, no fought, for release. He blew air across my slicked up cock sending chills along my spine. “Will you take care of me?” he asked before swallowing my cock in one steady movement. My brain exploded with pleasure. “Suck my cock!” I ordered him. I grabbed the top of the stall wall. My hips started pumping in and out of his hot slippery mouth through the hole in the wall. My cock head tingled every time the walls of his cheeks slid across its crown. My balls started their climb higher into my body. Up and down. Up and down his mouth traveled the length of my cock. My cock head hit the back of his throat, slid once again beneath his throat muscles. I pushed deeper into his mouth, forcing my cock further down his throat. My balls churned. “I’m gonna cum!” “Mmmm!” he moaned as he held my cock in his throat. Working his throat muscles. Swallowing my cock deeper and deeper. “I’m gonna cum!” I said again in warning. “Mmmm!” he moaned again as he increased his speed up and down my cock. I tried to pull out of his mouth. He held onto my balls. He pulled them close to his chin. I could feel his beard stubble as it tickled my scrotum. I couldn’t move. I think he laughed with my cock buried deep in his throat. “Fuck you, cocksucker, you want it that bad,” I groaned as the first spurt of my hot fucking sperm shot deep into his mouth. “Oh!” I groaned in pleasure. He swallowed each shot as fast as it escaped my body. It didn’t stop. My fingers clenched. My toes curled. My spine vibrated with electrical currents. The cum was being drawn from every part of me, traveling through my cock, deep into this wonderful cocksucker’s mouth. “Fuck!” I moaned slowly, gladly, happily. He continued to hold my cock in his mouth until it shrank back to its flaccid state. He blew on it to dry it off. I shivered again. I had trouble catching my breath. He stared up at me as I took my cock and balls from the hole in the wall. That piercing blue eye smiled at me. “That was really good,” I said with a smile. He licked the corner of his mouth to remove the last remnant of my cum from his lips. I pulled up my pants, zipped up the zipper. I was flushed. I could feel the heat in my face. Three guys stared at me as I exited the stall. Two gave me the thumbs up sign. The other pulled down his zipper as he ran into the stall. I stopped in the hallway outside the bathroom door. I leaned against the hall wall to try to catch my breath. A pale blonde kid with piercing blue eyes exited the bathroom. He looked at me and blushed before continuing down the hallway. “Hey,” I said without thinking. He turned back towards me. “Are you really looking for someone to take care of you?” I asked him He nodded his head sadly. “How would you like to grab a beer?” I asked him. He lowered his head as he suddenly became shy. He shuffled his feet a little. “Maybe we should talk about me taking care of you some more,” I said. His piercing blue eyes looked right through me -- some thing inside me tingled. I walked over to him and put my arm around his shoulder as we exited the building. The author can be contacted at jnzin@hotmail.com. (c) jnzin

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I was pissed! How dare she embarrass me in front of the entire class! Once again my creative writing professor told me that I couldn’t write, told me that I should think about changing my major from English to business. I stormed into the bathroom stall. I felt like punching the fucking wall. Then, when I looked down, a piercing blue eye looked up at me, pleading with me, through a

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