My Evolving Transition – Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

My Evolving Transition – Ch. 02

... estate.

It didn’t take long before I became bored, and I started thinking that it was a mistake coming here. It wasn’t my crowd, nor my taste in music, and not my scene full-stop. I was so bored that I started having thoughts of calling a taxi or Uber and going home.

An hour had passed and after yet another bubbly drink, I went inside the house and try to locate the restroom and take a piss.

I looked everywhere for what would resemble a toilet. I was even thinking pissing in an empty room. Someone walked near me, so I put my cock back in my pants.

Eventually, I found it. It was well hidden, no wonder I couldn’t find it. There were 5 steps downwards and towards, two doors. One door led to the garage, while the other one looked like a closet, which was the restroom, bathroom, toilets, etc.

It’s when I went to go inside, I stood there staring. It was huge, too huge for regular people. All wanted was a piss, and suddenly I thought I was at a nightclub, or a venue, or someplace big.

Why do rich people need everything so big? There were two urinals, three toilets, a shower, plus enough room to swing a cat. It was nothing like any toilet I knew of, except at school.

Once I’d finished and was washing my hands at the basin, there was a sudden noise, as the door quickly opened and slammed shut. It startled me and made me turn around in an instant.

There stood a tall dude who looked a bit intoxicated and ripped his cock out and took a pee. I couldn’t help but ...

... notice from the reflection in the mirror, that this dude was packing a big damn cock. This would have to be the first time I cock watched since Tiffany introduced me to another life.

Was it the fact I was tipsy from the wine or had my inhibitions set free, thanks to Tiffany’s bedroom games and having anal sex not that long ago?

Another dude then wandered in and spotted me looking at the big dude’s cock, thru the reflection in the mirror. I quickly finished up and was about to leave, but the new dude grabbed my arm. We glared at each other, then I broke eye contact and briefly looked at the big guy, who by now was standing there with his dangling cock, looking confused.

“What’s going on here,”

the big guy said while packing his cock away. We both stared at the big guy.

“This freak was perving at you in the mirror,”

the guy with a grip on my arm said. I had no comeback, so I just stood there.

“Shoosh,”

the big guy said and put a finger to his lips, to shut me up. He then leaned that same hand on the door hard, as it shut and then he latched the lock.

“Let me get this right, you like looking at cocks,”

he said with bass in his voice. I glared at him.

“…Only the nice ones,”

I scrambled to answer.

“Ok, ok, I’m cool with that,”

he said, and the standoff seemed over. The big guy went to the basin and cleaned himself up.

I was then motioning to go to the door, but the other guy stood in my way like a bouncer.

He grabbed me and then pulled ...