The Story of the Subway Station

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When I was in junior high school, my urges towards boys' bodies made me feel increasingly different from others. After learning how to masturbate from a classmate considered the "worst," it became a daily "exercise" for me—maybe that's why I have such a large penis today.

Once, I was on the Beijing subway when a sudden pain in my lower abdomen forced me to get off at Jianguomen station to relieve myself. Back then, the subway only cost a dime, and the toilets at both ends of the platform were free. I hurriedly entered the toilet at the far end of the platform. In the dim light, I pushed open the door to the innermost stall and squatted down. As my eyes adjusted to the surrounding light, I could vaguely see that the stall door was covered with various writings. Looking closer, I realized they were descriptions of male-on-male sex, along with contact information. At that time, it was mostly about arranging to meet there at a certain time each week. As a junior high student, this was the first time I'd ever seen such explicit descriptions. My penis immediately became erect, and because of its stiffness, I peed all over my pants without even realizing it… After relieving myself, I immediately started vigorously rubbing my rock-hard penis. Looking at the lewd words written on the door, one hand kept rubbing my penis, while the other unconsciously wandered over my body, looking at the message. When it mentioned stroking testicles, I touched my own testicles; when it mentioned sucking on the other person's nipples, my hand reached inside my clothes and stroked my own nipples. Finally, I felt a surge of heat about to erupt, and I immediately stood up, ejaculating onto the door. After I finished, I put on my pants and walked out of the restroom, only to find my legs were numb from squatting.

From then on, I thoroughly investigated every restroom on the subway line. Once, I was passing by Yonghegong Station on a bus when I suddenly realized I'd never been there before, so I got off halfway. At that time, only the west exit of this station was open; the east exit was a dead end. However, the toilet was conveniently located under the stairs on the east side of the platform. I went into the toilet and, as usual, chose the innermost stall. Since there weren't many passengers getting on or off at this station, and the toilet was in the opposite direction of the exit, very few people used it. I carefully read the note on the door while continuing to rub my penis with my right hand. After a while, I heard footsteps. I stopped what I was doing and pretended to strain as if I were having a bowel movement, panting heavily, afraid of being discovered. The person went into the toilet and then stood in front of the urinal, urinating loudly. After a while, he left. My tense heart relaxed again, and I continued to stroke my penis. My penis became harder and hotter, and I became more and more engrossed in my masturbation. Suddenly, the door opened, and standing in front of me was a thin man in his early twenties. My head buzzed, and I felt a burning sensation on my face. My right hand was still gripping his hard, erect penis, while my left hand was inside my clothes, fiddling with my nipple… Everything was frozen in place… He faced me, but his eyes were fixed between my legs. His tongue licked his thin, slightly chapped lips. “How old are you?” he suddenly asked in a low voice.

“Fourteen,” I answered tremblingly, having just celebrated my birthday.

He pointed to the armband on his jacket, and I noticed he was wearing a subway worker's uniform. I was incredibly nervous. I hurriedly pulled on my pants, without even fastening my belt. He stood at the restroom door, staring at me, and said, “Come with me.”

I didn’t know what he would do. I thought he must be a policeman, that he must have caught me, and what if he told the school? Before I knew it, we were in a small room. Inside, there was only a desk, a worn-out sofa, and a single bed. He turned on the fluorescent light, tilted his head, and said, “Come in!” I obediently entered the room.

I sat on the sofa, and he sat at his desk. I was nervous. I looked him over, and suddenly felt a throbbing sensation rising from my lower body. He was about 1.75 meters tall, which was quite tall for me at the time, as I was only 1.50 meters. He had a long, thin face, dark skin, and two large, bright eyes. A high, thin nose and thin lips—looking back now, he was the kind of handsome guy I admired. I suddenly realized I really liked him. He suddenly spoke: "Which school are you from?"

"XX Middle School," I blurted out a school name, afraid he'd report me to the school.

"What are you doing here?"

"My stomach hurts, I need to use the restroom."

"You're touching your penis while using the restroom?" His big eyes stared at me, blinking rapidly.

"..." Seeing that I didn't answer for a while, he came over, sat down next to me, looked at me, and suddenly leaned close to my ear, whispering, "How long has it been?"

"How long has it been?" I asked in surprise.

"Playing with dicks! When did you start ejaculating?" His voice was so gentle, his breath tickling my ear, making my whole body tingle.

"Last semester, I learned from a classmate."

"Have you ever sucked?" He placed a hand on my thigh, his tongue tracing my chapped lips.

"Suck... suck? Suck what?" I asked, confused, repeating the word he had just said, even though I had seen it many times on the bathroom door.

"Looks like you've never sucked before, it feels really good, much better than masturbating, want to try?" His eyes shone with a strange light.

I was truly captivated by him, and for some reason, I nodded. He helped me to the single bed and slowly took off my clothes. Soon, I was only wearing my underwear in front of him. He trembled, pressing his index fingers against my two pink nipples, a cool sensation spreading through my body, bringing with it pleasure. On the bed, he sat sideways on the edge, leaning down to tease my nipples with the tip of his tongue, making me itch all over and kicking my legs wildly. A moment later, he began to suckle my nipples forcefully, his chapped lips rubbing against my areolas, stimulating me to tremble. He slipped one hand inside my underwear and grabbed my penis. "Wow, it's so big!" he exclaimed, looking at me with surprise, revealing his neat teeth. His tongue

slid down my chest, past my navel, my lower abdomen, until it reached the edge of my underwear. He bit the edge of the underwear with his teeth, pulling it down, and my hard penis immediately sprang out, bouncing against his face. He pulled my underwear down to my knees, then pressed his face against my penis, inhaling deeply, as if savoring the fragrance of a flower…

I felt incredibly embarrassed, thinking it must be very smelly there, and I didn't want him to smell it. He inhaled deeply, murmuring, "So fragrant...so tempting...so sexy..." He began licking my sparse pubic hair with his tongue; moistened by his saliva, it clumped together, sticking to my skin in clumps.

He pressed the base of my penis with his hand and began lightly licking my vulva with the tip of his tongue. At that time, the foreskin hadn't been retracted yet. He suddenly pulled hard on my foreskin, and I cried out, "Ah!...It hurts!" He immediately pounced on me, covering my mouth with his. His tongue swirled inside my mouth, teasing my tongue, then he mumbled, "Don't scream, someone will hear."

I nodded. He slid his tongue out of my lips and licked along my midline all the way to my penis. Due to his force, my vulva was exposed, but it was surprisingly sensitive, as if even contact with cold air could stimulate it. He gently touched my ** with the tip of his tongue, and I moaned "Ah~~" "Ah~~" the moment his tongue touched me… He sat sideways on the edge of the bed, and my hand happened to touch his belt. I took the opportunity to unbuckle it, and then reached into his pants to touch his penis. When I touched his penis, he suddenly moaned "Ah~~~". He immediately stood up, quickly took off his clothes, jumped onto the bed, and straddled me. I looked at his body; it was dark, with smooth, hairless skin. His two nipples were dark purple, like two suction cups used in physics experiments. His navel was below his head, with a short tuft of hair growing down to around his penis, where the hair thickened.

It was the first time I'd seen an adult man's penis so close, and with so much hair. Curious, I leaned closer. Suddenly, I smelled a strange odor—a faint smell of urine mixed with a smell like the lions and tigers in a zoo. It was pungent, but I found myself wanting to smell it again. So I took deep breaths. He pushed my head down, and finally, his penis was less than 3 centimeters from my eyes. It was dark, straight, and about 1-6 centimeters long. At that moment, I felt it was quite thick. The entire penis shone like a large light bulb, swollen and exposed. As I looked, an impulse welled up inside me. I stuck out my tongue and put it over his penis, my tongue swirling and entwining around it in my mouth… He started breathing heavily, his legs began rubbing against each other, and I was intoxicated by the large thing in my mouth and the strong smell surrounding me.

After a while, he made me stop, and he started to "suck" on me. Because my penis was so sensitive, I had to ask him to stop after only a few strokes. Later, he simply ignored me. No matter how much I pulled his head, he wouldn't let go. Soon, under his constant stimulation, I ejaculated. He took every last drop into his mouth, swallowing repeatedly. My penis trembled as I pulled it out of his mouth, long strands of semen forming on my penis and his lips... He licked his lips with satisfaction.

He lay down next to me, stretched out his arms, and let me rest my head on his arm. A tuft of dark armpit hair peeked out from under his open armpit, bringing with it a scent that intoxicated me (although many people later said it smelled like roasted lamb skewers). He stroked my body and kissed me with his cheek. Unable to contain my excitement, I straddled his lap and began to attack his penis. His penis grew harder and hotter. His hands stroked my head and shoulders, his mouth constantly inhaling. Suddenly, a hot, salty liquid shot into my throat. I felt a little uncomfortable and immediately spat his penis out of my mouth, watching it still erect and gushing out… After a while, he took some toilet paper to clean me up, then cleaned himself. He kissed me, “Is this your first time with a man?” I nodded. Looking into his eyes, I will never forget his gaze. “It was so precious! I felt so good, how about you?” I nestled in his arms, smelling his scent mixed with the smell of his semen, and nodded. “Come find me later, I’m on duty here.” I kissed him, and he held me.

Finally, it was time to leave. He took my hand and lowered me to the ground. From then on, I always wanted to find him, but I didn’t have the courage. Until a few years later, when the subway fare had become three yuan, that toilet had changed, and that office had a new owner. I can never find the person who gave me my first time again, but his handsome face, the scent of his armpits, his beautiful penis, and his strong aroma will forever remain unforgettable.

[The End]

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