Date: Mon, 31 Jul 2006 19:04:49 -0700 (PDT)
From: james robinson <juzjamie17@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Cottage in the Park
The Cottage in the Park by justjames17.
The local park was a haven in the midst of the suburban hustle and bustle,
its manicured lawns and carefully designed and maintained flowerbeds
complimented the old trees scattered throughout the area providing shade in
the summer to the park's users and nesting areas for the birds and resident
possum population. An idyllic setting to be sure and one frequented by
families galore in the warm weather, parents and children picnicked and
played throughout the park. The toilet block was old and dingy, seldom used
by the local residents but frequented by those men seeking solace or
company of their own sex. Parents warned us kids not to go there because
nasty people hung around the place so we all gave it a wide berth.
That is until one day when I was down the park flying with my model radio
controlled plane, I got caught short and needed to piss so badly, I knew
I'd never make it back home so I bolted towards the toilet block. I hadn't
seen any guys hanging around and thought it was empty; I raced inside
skidding to a halt nearly bumping into two men. My eyes were still blinded
from the bright light outside but I could make out the shapes in front of
me in the gloom, one guy was kneeling on the floor in front of a standing
dude. My vision adapted to the low light level I saw a guy not much older
than me standing there trackie pants down under his balls with a bloke
about my dad's age sucking on his cock.
I was intrigued by the action the young guy was watching as if mesmerised
by the action of the guy sucking him, I looked at the young bloke and saw
he was no girly boy he was a total hottie. His body looked as if
Michelangelo sculpted it, he had the sexiest muscles I'd seen in a long
time then I realised who he was. My jaw dropped in amazement it was a
league footballer, a top professional player and a guy I looked up to. He
was the League's rising star last year. The older guy was playing with his
left nipple and I could see it was pierced there was the glint of polished
metal in the gloom as the fingers squeezed the nipple.
The footballer had a light grip on the upraised arm as if encouraging the
action, I could hear him breathing in gasps and the wet moist slurping
sound of the man's mouth on his rampant roger. I'd never seen gay sex in
the flesh only in pics on the computer now and then as I surfed on the
www. This looked unreal I knew this supposedly straight footy player was
enjoying the action and my own loins began to feel excited as I made my way
around them to the urinal. I didn't see any reaction to my presence as I
stood there watching and trying to empty my bursting bladder but my stiffy
was restricting the flow.
Suddenly the kneeling man reached out and felt my tensed arse as I
struggled to piss, I nearly went through the roof as he touched me and I
heard a giggle from the footballer at my reaction as he said, "Come and
join the fun mate, you'll love what this gay can do to that nice looking
tool you've got in your hand."
I shuddered as the guy's hand felt my arse cheeks then slid between my
spread legs to fumble with my exposed nuts, my cock stiffened even more at
his touch. He tugged on my balls and pulled me away from the urinal the
young stud took me by the arm and turned me so we were all facing into the
centre, the older guy pulled off the cock he was sucking and took mine into
his wet warm mouth his tongue caressing my excited knob. I was trembling
with excitement as the young guy moved closer and pressed his mouth to mine
in a hot kiss his tongue slid between my lips to play with mine.
The kneeling man's mouth and tongue triggered my urinating and I pulled
away from the stud's hot lips and gasped, "Look out I'm going to piss if
you don't let me out."
The guy mumbled around my tool, "Piss lad I'll drink it down like sweet
wine, go on piss into my mouth."
I couldn't believe my ears this dirty old guy wanted to drink my piss how
debauched was that? The young stud sought my lips with his again and kissed
me then said, "Go on let him drink you dry he loves it."
I held back as long as I could but I had to let go or burst so I flooded
his mouth and heard him gulping urine down his throat, I just lost it
completely and pumped piss out like a fire hose as we kissed over the man's
head while he fondled my nuts and the footballers cock. My bladder emptied
swiftly down his gullet then the gulping swallowing action of his throat
triggered a massive orgasm from my excited erection. I humped his face hard
driving my peg into his hole and shot off about 6 huge gouts of steaming
spoof.
My weakened knees trembled jelly like and both guys held me erect as my
cock was worked hard in the man's mouth, As I regained my sanity the
footballer pulled his sweet mouth from mine and moved behind me to press
his burning boner into my cargo shorts covered arse crack. I was boiling
hot and sweating hard as his hands reached under my arms to feel my nipples
through my shirt, I moaned loudly my voice echoing around the dank smelly
cement room. He slipped his hands up under my polo shirt and found my hard
nubs to squeeze and roll between his fingers, I moaned again while the
kneeling man undid my shorts and tugged them and my briefs down my shaking
legs.
My now bare arse was pressed to the throbbing erection I felt the burning
heat of it as it throbbed in my crack, my nipples were electrified sending
high voltage charges direct to my loins as he played with them. I felt him
move away a little and the man on the floor hawked up spittle and began
applying it to my excited winking hole and that stiff pole behind me,
fingers poked into my rectum and I nearly swooned with pain and
pleasure. My ring was on fire burning hot but gripping the invading digits
like a clamp, gradually I relaxed little by little my anus eased to the
manipulations. I was panting hard sweating heavily as my body temperature
seemed to soar, was I going to faint?
The probing fingers pulled away leaving my open hole barren and empty but
not for long, the young stud cock raced to fill the gap and I gasped as he
plunged deep into my shuddering insides. He filled me totally, I'd never
experienced anything like this invasion, it hurt but was enjoyable at the
same instant, weird I know but true I felt complete for some strange reason
as the stud rooted me. He fucked me softly then sped up ramming hard then
slowed and did short sharp little moves exciting my aching ring before
ramming back deep. My body was theirs my cock came back to life in the
man's mouth as my arse was devastatingly rammed. My hips were forced
forward then back as he rooted me, my cock was moving sensuously in and out
of the man's wet rippling gullet, my cock swelled bigger and harder as my
body responded to the rutting male organ pounding my posterior.
My prostate was being rubbed continuously and driving me almost crying to a
shattering conclusion, my aching balls matched my now aching arse and I
felt my climax rushed to explode. I spewed cum out forcefully into the
gulping gullet while my arse milked the invading pumping prick. He blew his
load deep inside me as I spewed sperm into the kneeling man's mouth; it
felt like is sperm was passing straight through me and out the slit of my
throbbing tool.
Climax over the footballer pulled from my arse and pulled up his tracksuit
pants said, "Thanks mate that was awesome see you round some day."
He walked away and left the toilet, I pulled my limp wet dick from the
man's lips and tidied my clothes smiled nervously and said, "Yeah see you
around too mate."
I walked out into the bright day squinting my eyes against the glare,
picked up my model plane and hurried home my mind reeling with the weird
thoughts racing around in my head. That experience lived vividly in my
brain and was the substance for many hot wanking sessions for years; every
time I saw the footballer on TV I'd get an instantaneous erection in my
pants. He was such a totally molten stud.
The End.
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