Ever since my early teens I had fantasised about having another cock. Experience until I was 19 was almost non-existant. I had wanked off other boys in my last year of prep school and been offered a huge cock to suck by a much older neighbour for whom I was repairing a scooter. I declined the offer not knowing what to do and being embarrassed. Years later we did get it together with one of his friends and some good hard anal, but he is a little too mascuine for me wearing a full set (naval type beard).Apart from that I was limited to fucking myself with a dildoe fashioned from a broom handle whilst wanking hard. To relate this tale of which I still have very fond memories I was walking home from the city centre just two miles on a warm may afternoon past a very large open area of moor. This is a strange geographical feature for a city, called Newcastle Town Moor and encloses the northern third of the city centre and apart from the freemens grazing cows is used once a year for europes largest travelling fair.Half way along the moor I popped into the public convenience to take a poo. May readers will rember these, red brick, council run, usually neglected and dirty and sadly in Newcastle without exception all now demolised. Sub consciously I knew that the cublicle walls were adorned with gay and bi graffti and even some good drawings. I dropped my pants after checking for loo role and got on with the domestic function, day-dreaming and reading the scrawlings and phone numbers with a growing hard-on. Suddenly the door of my cublicle was tried and whoever entered the adjoining loo who I heard having a pee. Damn I thought this could have been it. But then I hears a tap on the wall and a cock size hole plugged with tissue paper was opened up and shiny glands appeared. My heart was going ten to the dozen. Well I thought fuck it and started to massage the tip with some saliva on my fingers. More cock appeared and throwing caution to the wind lent forward and had my first ever suck. There were moans from next door and then a voice called out saying the hole was too small and could he come into my cublicle. I mumbled yes reached forward and unlatched the door. In stepped this bloke, about fortyish quite clean and presentable sporting a hard erection not very thick but certainly long.Not a word was said as I beckoned him forward (I'm still seated).Oh I thought great as I took his whole lenght into one side of my mouth generating saliva to run up and down his shaft. Ronald, as I came to know him, then said he wanted to fuck me.In seventh heaven, meekily I said yes but mumbled that I hadn't wiped myself yet. It dosn't matter relied Ronald I like it messy. I got up turned, placed one hand on the back wall and parted one of my cheeks with the other asking him to be careful as it was my first time. I felt a finger or two covered in spit probing my arse and then his cock pushing in slowly. He faltered for a few seconds and then carried on with more spit added. Strangely it didnt hurt and I encouaged him to go in deeper and faster. I was now wanking furiously with my spare hand and came in seconds. Ronald soon followed with a great flood up my dirty arse. He pulled out, got on his knees and licked my cock clean. We cleaned up and left walking towards Gosforth together.He scratched his telephone number with a fence nail onto some litter. We met many times later at his house and he and two of his friends taught me an awful lot using me as a cum slut eventually making me expel three lots of cum from my arse and drink it from a glass. I was hooked and now over 20 years later am 90% Bi although I couldn't give up female cunt or arse.There were long periods of inactivity depending on what girlfriend I had or how much work but now I can only cum in a girl if I'm thinking of a nice juicy cock in my arse. So if there are any Geordie boys out there that want some fun mixed with watersports, rimming, spanking, enemas and my ability to dress as a convincing and very attractive slut PVC shaven tranny then give a mail.