Sara by Sara

I felt the slightest urge to look through the hole to see what he was doing, but couldn’t summon the courage. So instead I leaned forward the get a better angle back towards him. It was then that I noticed a rapid jerking movement through the opening. Where my next sensation came from to this day I have no idea, but a beautiful paralyzing rush, in equal parts excitement and terror, gripped my stomach as I realized that the guy in the stall next to me was masturbating. I tried to control the raggedness of my breath, but for a few seconds my breathing had to be audible to him. I sat there confused, not knowing what I was going to do next. Without really thinking about it I started to play with myself. In no time I was rock hard.
It was at this point that the excitement overtook the terror, and I knew I had to take a closer look. For what seemed like an eternity I moved my eye closer to the hole. I was in a bit of an awkward position leaning over like that, but i managed to keep my balance as I traversed the last few inches between the hole and my eye. What I saw next would change my whole life.
I had a perfect angle down onto his lap. His pants were down by his knees. He had slowed his pace into a soft caress. His shaft was straight, thick, pink,and long. I could see the glisten of a drop of pre-cum at the tip of his thick bulbous head. On a soft downstroke the full length of his cock was exposed.
I lost track of time. Then I realized I’d been staring at this guy’s cock for…how long I don’t know. I got scared. I wanted to look away. But I couldn’t. I realized that I was staring at this marvelous thing not at all for the idle curiosity which had inspired my first distant view through the hole. I was staring at it because I wanted it…desperately.

Having been met by nothing but frustration in trying to find a girl, the thought occurred to me how hot it would be to be a girl… his girl. It was then that the disjointed feelings I was experiencing coalesced into the first sweet sissy perversion I’d ever felt. This was such a jarring sensation I finally leaned back and stroked my relatively small cock. I know he could hear my breathing now, and there was no use in trying to control the sound of it.