I was always checking out guys in the locker room but took it no further. I was away for work in Blackpool, at the end of the summer but still warmish evenings so after dinner and many drinks went walking back from the central area north to my hotel. Needed a slash and saw a toilet , decided to go in and relieve myself. When i went in, there didn't seem to be anyone using the facilities so whipped out my cock and pissed for ages. Passed the lockups and put my head in one to check out the graffitti. There was so much of it { 3ways, gangbangs, blokes wife's undies etc} that i must have been in there a few minutes reading when i heard another guy outside. Quickly i closed the door {no lock} but had to pull down my jeans and sit down so all appeared normal. Once the guy was standing pissing i realised there was a big hole in the door and walls either side of me which freaked me out a bit. The guy pissing had stopped and appeared at my door looking at me whilst i read the sick shit on the walls. Then his eye disappeared. I thought he was long gone, stood up and pulled my jeans up tucking my chubbed up cock inside then went out as quickly as i could. Walking away from the block the bloke was sat on a bench....... Little did i know i should have just ignored him. anymore?