I looked through the hole in the door through the dim light at the heavy set man at the urinal, pants down, half erect cock in hand, looking around. I came out of my cubicle and tip toed, naked over to him and knelt at his feet and leant over and licked the urinal wall just in front of his cock. I felt my anus relax and my cock quiver rock hard.
I have been drawn to public toilets all my life. There was something about them that from an early age galvanized me. Maybe it was the smell, maybe that there were only men in there often with their pants down. The funny thing is that I knew that I would find sex in public toilets even though no one told me. I just turned up one day and it happened and I never looked back and have never stopped. I am 52 now and still cruise new toilets all the time. I especially like the toilets that are in isolated places in parks.
I could go to saunas and back rooms, and I do sometimes, but I have a deep urge to meet men and have dirty sex in public toilets. In the eighties I would often take speed and extasy and spend whole nights or even weekends in public toilets. I would always wear a cock ring, and take a butt plug and some porn with me and sit in a cubicle rocking back and forth waiting for other toilets faggots to arrive. Sometimes I would come home without having met anyone. Other times I would arrive home with my clothes and body covered with dried piss and cum. The mixture of cum and piss is the taste and smell I live for. I often drink from toilets and urinals after guys have had a piss and rub the piss all over my body. Sometimes I walk around shopping centers with the piss of many men on my body and clothes but no one ever notices.
The heavy set man looked down at me and smiled. He understood completely. He pointed his cock at my face and let out a full stream of piss over me, on my face, my body and my butt and cock and balls. I felt deeply in love. When he finished I put my face to the floor to lick up the pools of piss on the floor, showing him my plug filled hole. He ripped the plug out, pushed my head down into the urinal and fucked me deep and hard. When he pulled out he made me lick my own shit off his shaft and then went back to fucking me. This is what I had waited for all those days and nights. Sure I had had plenty of wild sex, but this guy was perfect -- big chunky buttocks, heavy balls, long thick cock, big chest and every bit as sleazy as me. We did everything dedicated toilets fairies desire that night.
But I do not expect perfection every time. Just yesterday a man in his seventies came into the toilet I was waiting in and we jut gently touched each other's cocks for awhile. Two toilet fairies still at it after a lifetime breathing the smell of stale piss, listening to dripping taps and waiting for footsteps.
If there are any other toilet fairies who share my passion for the male world of public toilets I would love to hear from you (especially if you live in Adelaide Australia).