when I was a university student I would go to a restroom on the campus of the city college nearby. it was a dirty restroom where the stalls had glory holes and all the faggots in the area hung out there. we were mostly left alone, except for occasional raids by the cops, but there always was a security guard standing outside the restroom, maybe to keep track of who went in – if you went in that restroom, there is no doubt that you were a faggot. so one day I went in there and there didn’t seem to be anyone else and so I went in a stall and started jacking off. I was super horny as on the way to the restroom I had walked by a group of Alphas who had tank tops on, muscles and very visible bulges in their shorts. I should say that even though I hung out in this restroom a lot, I never had sex there, I was too scared to take that step. but i took off my shirt and pants, and I was standing in the stall, losing myself in messaging my little nub cock and imagining that I was kneeling before those Alphas and they were shouting orders at me, laughing at me, slapping me and spitting on me. I was getting close to busting my load and I heard something in the next stall. a Man, who I hadnt heard enter the restroom or stall, was watching me jack off through the glory hole. when I saw the Man I started panicking, but He laughed and quickly stood up and shoved his massive cock through the glory hole, wiggling it. I instinctively dropped to my knees facing the cock and I knew what I was expected to do, but was frozen. the Man slapped my face with his monster cock to get me started, but I stupidly panicked. I stood up, put my clothes back on and ran, I ran! out of the stall and the restroom, like the chickenshit faggot I am. as I ran out the security guard was laughing loudly, and I was in a hall filled with people who all saw me run out of the faggot restroom as if I was panicking. my clothes were all ruffled, my shirt wasnt buttoned correctly, my fly was half open. but I tried to act normally, pretend that everything was alright. But it wasnt alright. everyone was staring at my face, — every last person in that crowded hallway. And then I felt it, I felt the liquid that was on my face, starting to slowly creep down my cheek. the Man in the restroom had deposited a blob of precum on my face that I neglected to notice in my haste to escape. And now everyone in the hallway was looking at that precum as is slowly began to slide down my cheek. Up until that time, although I had experienced daily humiliations throughout my life, I had never felt so humiliated as I did at that moment. everyone in that crowded hallway knew that I had run out of the faggot restroom. everyone in that hallway knew that that whitish blob on my face was cum. And everyone in that hallway was connecting the dots and knew that I had just been giving a bj in the faggot restroom. And now they all were watching to see what I would do, how I would respond to this intense public humiliation. At this point I wasnt thinking, I wasnt strategizing, I just was reacting. And the current source of my humiliation was that blob of precum on my face, Travis. And all I wanted to do was make the humiliation go away. so I reached up and swiped the blob with my fingers, and – this part is almost beyond belief that I would do this in front of a hall filled with people, all of them looking at me who had just run out of the faggot restroom, all of them looking at the precum i had just wiped off my face – I took those precum coasted fingers and stuck them in my mouth and licked off the precum. the entire hallway of people, united in watching my faggot drama, they simultaneously burst into laughter, and I am sure that my humiliation still echos through those halls to this very day.
