Another True Story about The new kid in town, Billy...

It was a Saturday in mid-June back in 1978, the boys church group I was in, was going to see the Astros play at the Astrodome.  Everybody in the group was exicted to go and we had been making plans for over a month for the trip.  There was a guy in the group (I call him Billy, you can read the story of our first time on my profile).  We had a love (loved the great sex) and hate (he was an asshole, when we weren't having that great sex) relationship. I knew that I would have to avoid him the whole trip because we would be with so many others he would be a complete asshole the whole trip.

The morning of the trip we all met at the Church and packed up two vans with everyone.  On the drive there, there were probably 20 conversations all going on at the same time, but we were all having a great time.  Our Conselor had gotten us some really good tickets, as we unloaded the vans, we were given instructions on what we could do, would do and what we shouldn't and wouldn't do!! Then we all headed inside the Astrodome.  We got to our seats and got settled in, just about 10 minutes before the start of the game.  I ended up with one person between Billy and I, not as far apart as I would have wished, but the person in between us was a good friend of mine.  As the game got started the dome was filled with excitement, all of us were cheering, jumping up & down, booing and just having fun.  We had to take turns and go in small groups to get anything from the consessions or go to the restroom. Usually at least 3 of us.

The 7th inning had just begun and I felt something lightly hit the side of my head. I turned and looked that direction (the direction Billy was seated), I didn't see anything or anyone and figured, crap, here we go again... Billy has decided to be his typical asshole self.  A few minutes passed and then I felt it again.  This time I looked right at Billy, he was looking right back at me. He looked and then motioned his head to his left, I looked confused, so he motioned with his head again to the left. Then he got up from his seat and moved that direction looking back at me.  I got up from my seat and followed him.  Everybody else was to absorbed in the game to notice the two of us leaving on our own.  Billy went up the steps, me shortly behind him.  When he reached the top of the seats he motioned his head towards the restroom just across the way. He had that smile on his face, the one I've gotten to know well since our first encounter... the same one he gets everytime he is horny and ready for us to play. I followed him, wondering, thinking... how the hell are we supposed to do anything in that restroom, everytime I had been in there since we got here, it was always packed.  Then I remembered Billy was always a step ahead of me when it came to us fooling around together. 

I was right, the Astros were up to bat and the restroom was almost completely empty.  Like I said,  Billy was always one step ahead of me when it came to planning out some fun time.  Billy went into a stall in the middle of the restroom and motioned for me to follow him. I'm not sure how long he had been planning this out, but he explained it all to me.  Which ever one of us, was doing the sucking, would stand... the one getting sucked would perch on top of the pipes to the toilet in a sitting position with their feet on the toilet seat.  This way if anybody else came into the restroom, it would look like we were standing at the toilet taking a piss and the one getting sucked, no one would even know was in the stall. His ability to figure all this shit out was mind boggling.  He climbed up on the pipes and sat down, his pants and underwear around his lower legs, his sweet cock standing tall and proud, ready for it to be sucked.  I stood at the toilet, as if pissing and leaned forward and took that cock of his to the base.

Then slowly began to suck his cock, rocking back and forth, in and out, balls to tip and back down again. I could hear people, one here and another there... one at a time taking a quick piss or washing their hands... but I stayed focused on the cock in my mouth... up and down, swirling my tongue around his cock head, slow jerking with my hand, then back to his base, my nose buried in his bush.  I was actually getting turned on by the noise around us, here I was with this sweet cock in my mouth, here, right now, in the Astrodome restroom, during the 7th inning, I'm sucking Billy's cock.  I'm standing at a toilet as if pissing, but in this moment I'm giving head... people are coming and going, pissing, washing hands and all oblivoius to the fact that two guys are sucking cock right under their noses.  I felt Billy, knew he was enjoying what I was doing, his cock responding to my mouth, his balls busy whipping up a sweet load to swallow. I knew Billy well enough to know it wouldn't take to long, he was squirming and whimpering... his nuts were busy in extra innings building up that sweet ejaculation that was all to inevitable and being sought out after, by my mouth.  A few more in and out, up and down and he would flood my mouth with that sweet reward I worked so hard to earn. I felt that familiar feeling, his nuts pulling up to the base of his cock, his cock head pulsing, the vibration of his shaft and then... small jets firing, his cock convulsing and his cum flowing, filling and dripping into my mouth and throat.  He moaned quietly and pulled my head full down on his exploding cock.  I swallowed and swallwed every drop of that seed of his.  I didn't want to lose a single drop.  Billy released my head, his spent cock slipped from my lips, his head still back in bliss from his ball draining.

Billy climbed from the toilet and motioned for me to switch places with him.  I climbed up on the toilet and pipes, tugging my pants down and exposing my cock to the fresh air.  It had already fully expanded while in the confines of my pants and shot upwards like a spring.  Billy actually laughed when he saw it bounce.  I took the same seat he had vacated just moments before and got comfortable.  Billy took postion at the toilet and actually pissed before leaning forward and toying with my foreskin with his tonuge and lips. Then leaning forward more, I watched as it disappeared into that warm mouth of his.  Since the first time with Billy, he had become quite the cock sucker.  Once in his mouth I flet the head of my cock, slip into the tightness of his throat.  His nose in my red pubes, his throat gripping the head of my cock, Billy began to suck. He was taking his time and I wasn't complaining.  He was making slow up and down movements dragging his lips across the shaft of my cock, he had me in awe of his work... my head was against the wall and my balls bouncing under the work of his mouth.  I was in a trance, just my cock and his mouth mattered at the moment.  Voices grew louder, grew more closely, grew in intensity... what??  Oh shit, wait... the teams traded field positions and now the restroom was packed, 20, no 30, wait 40 or is it 60, crap more like a 100 people were now in the restroom with us.  My cock, rock hard, nestled comfortably in Billy's mouth, my balls exposed to the air in the room... Billy sucking happily along and there are 100 guys in here with us, right in the middle of this frenzy and I'm getting an excellent blow job in the center stall.  Billy was determined to finish what he had started and picked up the pace, his head up and down, up and down, he was determined to empty my balls into his mouth.  He wasn't going to stop and I'm fucking glad that he wasn't going to... we continued, my cock hard and happy, my balls working in overdrive, cum boiling and rising.  Some guy was knocking on the stall door and yelling to hurry up and finish pissing... we weren't pissing in here dumb ass, my cock is about to feed it's cock sucker a big load of cum.

All the noise, the possibility of being caught just added to the adrenaline rush, the guy banged again, Billy continued, my balls were tightening and this guy was yelling to fucking hurry up. I felt the pleasure sweep through my groin, my nuts tightened up to the base of my cock, my cock flared, my toes curled up in my shoes, I grabbed Billy's head and pushed down and pushed my cock as deep as I could into his throat and busted loose with my load. Billy tensed and my cum shot deep into him, he gagged, cum dripping from his lips. I released my hold on him, he slowly sucked upwards, cleaning and swallowing evey drop of my cum as he released my cock from his mouth. Again some guy was banging on the door, a different one I thought, but not sure...

Billy was straightening his clothes, wiping his mouth and I was reaching for toilet paper to wipe my wet cock off on... the noise was subsiding, then I heard familiar voices,  some others from our group... Billy and I both froze, they were our friends, but they were talking about a run or something else from the game. Billy and I both looked at each other and then he peered around at the floor for feet. The noise slacked off even more, Billy looked at me, then shrugged his shoulders. I had finally gotten myself together and he smiled, then opened the stall door and left as I climbed down onto the floor. The stall door opened just as I reached for it, some guy looked at me, kind of surprised, but mumbled sorry and walked away.  I walked out of the stall and straight over to a urinal, I pissed and washed up. I made my way back to my seat, grinning ear to ear.