My first gay experience All throughout my youth I masterbated to straight porn and made out with girls and every experience was enjoyable. This is the story about how I realized my bisexuality and my first gay experience. I started to question my sexuality late in high school.
A public toilet is a room or small building with toilets or urinals and sinks that does not belong to a particular household. Rather, the toilet is available for use by the general public, customers, travellers, employees of a business, school pupils, prisoners etc. Public toilets are commonly separated into male and female facilitiesalthough some are unisexespecially for small or single-occupancy public toilets.
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This is a true story about Me and for this posting had just become an 18 yr. Yes a men's restroom. It was back in the mid 60's and a naive teen like me had no idea that gay men hung out in public restrooms.
On weekends I would ride my bike at a large local park. I did this all summer long, riding around the park, stopping and sitting in the play ground area, and just hanging out on hot summer days down there. And with anyone, nature always calls, lucky for me there are lots of restrooms at the park.
I love highway rest stops. While traveling I love to stop at them even if I don't have to take a piss. I love sitting down in one of the public stalls and reading the graffiti.
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It was a usual train ride from my home town to the Hoboken train terminal in New Jersey where I would then catch the path train in to NYC for school. It was I was 19 years old and a freshman at Columbia University. As always I would stop off at the men's bathroom in the Hoboken terminal to urinate before continuing on my journey, but more for the chance to sneak a peek at some older men who may be standing next to me at the urinal.