School had just finished up for the year, and summer was beginning. Although my family wasn't wealthy, my parents did the best they could. A couple of summers, I remember going to a church camp. It wasn't one of those born-again Jesus Camps, simply a Lutheran church camp--hence there wasn't an excessive amount of religion. And of course, we would visit our maternal grandmother.

Anyway, this one summer when we were going to visit my grandmother, let's see, I think I was around 11 or 12 at the time, my family stopped off at this truck stop to have lunch. The food was good and cheap. I always found this place to be very sexually stimulating. I always got an erection checking out the guys coming and going. Looking back, it was really strange that my parents never caught on.

Anyway, I'd eat fast and then pretend to have to go to the restroom. I loved the smell of those white cakes in the three urinals and I enjoyed peeing on them. I was also very intrigued by the condom machine hanging on the wall (on another occasion, I bought my first condom there! ) and there were three urinals, and two stalls.

This particular day, I was playing with my dick at the urinals when this trucker came in. He quickly placed himself in the middle of the three urinals and smiled at me. I've often times tried to remember what he looked like, but the only thing I remember is his massive thick cock. He stood there pulling on his cock while watching me watch him. He asked me if I'd like to touch his cock, and I of course did. It was hard, hot and leaking pre-cum all over my fingers. Within a few minutes, the guy shot his load into my hand and the urinal.
Afterwords he quickly zipped up and left me standing there with gobs of cum on my fingers.

As you can imagine, I was completely stunned and turned on by what had happened. I played with the guy's cum in my hands, I smelled it, and for some bizarre reason, I even tasted it. Perhaps 60 seconds later, my dad entered the restroom and found me washing my hands at the sink!

From that day on, I always made it a point to visit public restrooms and over time, I perfected my cruising skills, and cultivated a serious fetish for masturbation, restroom sex and gloryholes.