The exam [f][m][voy]

I was sitting in class when Keith and his friends strolled in a little after the bell. “please take your seats gentlemen,” said Mr. Price.

The ambled in slowly, joking to each other about something. Keith looked for an available seat and found the only one left next to me. We were in the back row, I in the corner. Him to the right of me.

“Please, everyone, no talking” said Mr. Price. I took notice of Keith’s disappointment and anxiousness. Mr. Price was staring us down at the front of the projector, visibly annoyed by the boys’ tardiness.

I liked Keith. I don’t think he knew I existed, but I’ve seen him around school. He was always joking around, very energetic and horsing around with everyone.

“Today, we have a documentary to watch this period.” I want you to take notes. There will be a quiz later.

I loved video days. And this one was unexpected. Mr. Price must have forgotten to make a lesson plan.

Predictably, Keith tried to get his friend’s attention in front of him by dropping a pencil down his shirt. He was starting to laugh until he noticed Mr. Price glaring from the corner. He sat back down and tried to look serious.

[F] The creep at the library

I was sitting at the library, minding my own business…

I had my books open and was completing a math assignment. I took a minute to collect my thoughts. I hardly noticed someone enter the room.

I close my eyes and took a big stretch when I hit something with my hand. “I’m sorry!” I blurted out.

I turn around, ready to apologize for whacking a random stranger, hoping they realized it was unintentional.

In the dim corner of the library in front of the row of books was a man. I would have apologized then, but that’s when I noticed his fly was undone. It took me a moment to piece it together. The thing I felt on the back of my hand had been warm and hard and a little clammy.

It seems so silly to admit it, but it also didn’t immediately occur to me that his fly was done unintentionally. My first instinct was to look away, embarrassed for him. How embarrassing would it be to have your penis out in the open?

26[F] [Str8] [voy] Meeting a man in a women’s restroom [mast]

The room had two stalls. I deliberated on which one to pick. On one hand, the larger one would provide me more space to maneuver. On the other hand, they got more traffic, and would be prone to being dirtier.

I opted for the smaller stall. I settled down and lowered my underwear, then started pissing. The thin stream echoed through the walls as my urine splashed merrily.

It feels good to squeeze out my ample store of urine. I notice the outside door open. I keep on peeing, unfazed. I can take my time.

Shoes click on the hard bathroom floor, heading over to the handicap stall. My stream weakens. I’m just about done. I reach over to grab a fistful of paper to dab my pussy and skidaddle.

Then the man in the next stall begins moving around. I think nothing of it, until I see his feet placed on the edge of my stall and his. A moment later, in the space underneath the stall a perky penis appears, the cock resting right underneath the stall door. It presents itself between hairy thighs. A tight pink ballsack and a looming organ right in the middle. I take note of the shiny, prominent head attached to the thick rod. A handsom pair of balls sit underneath.

25[F]- Snuck into the Men’s restoom[voy][blkmail]

It was my lunch break. I decided on McDonald's today. While eating my burger, my thoughts turned sexual. I couldn't stop thinking about cock. Suddenly, an idea came into my head. This idea was completely nuts, but I seriously considered it.

Just an errant thought…one I should have tidied away. Instead, I kept revisiting it over and over.

I looked to my right. There the door stood. A blue symbol of a man in a white circle. I longed open that door, to go inside that stanky pissy room and just..

Do what exactly? Be a fly on the wall? I wanted to hide in a stall, and see a man whip out his cock. I wanted to be completely unseen..I wanted to see some beautful cocks pissing…that's for sure. But that wasn't entirely it. I wanted to see these men completely unselfconscious.. Their sighs of relief…their desperate hurried fumbling of their organs through their flies. I wanted to hear the tinkle and spray of their urine in the toilet. And to see them flap their dicks to try to get off the last few drops.

25[F] [Str8] Bus encounter with a perv [voy] [huml] [mast]

[Fiction]

I'll let you in on a little secret. I have what I assume is a rather unusual fetish for a woman. I love flashers. I love perverts. And I love the idea of non consensual surprise penis. Let me give you an example.

So as you can probably surmise at this point, I'm quite the voyeur. I love the thrill of seeing a penis in the wild. At first, I had to make do with the occasional cock outline in a swim trunk, an underwear-clad bulge showing through the leg of a pair of shorts, perhaps if I got lucky, the swaying of a cock behind a loose pair of sweatpants. But on one special day taking the train, my wildest dreams came true.

I was taking a long train, about an hour and a half. Being a Monday afternoon, the car was fairly empty. I settled in by a window seat with my bag on the floor. I spread out, and enjoyed some window-gazing. A few stops into my trip, I notice a guy walking down the aisle. I don't think much of it at first. The car is still very empty, so I did not anticipate him taking a seat next to me. Except that's exactly what he did. "Excuse me, is this seat taken?" I make note that it's a man in dress pants and a coat. Brown hair. Otherwise nondescript. In the moment, all I can think to say is "sure, no prob."