Date: Sat, 25 Aug 2001 09:42:21  -0500
From: british <british@badpuppy.com>
Subject: Going for it - 2

DISCLAIMER:

This is a story. None of the characters in the story exist and the
events that take place are purely imaginary.

Thanks to all of you who have emailed me with comments and told me how
much you enjoyed the first 'John' story. This is the second one and
there are more in the pipeline, although there may be a delay as I'm on
vacation for the next few weeks.

WARNING:

Do not read this story if you are in any way offended by acts of a
homosexual nature.

Do not read this if you are under the legal age for accessing adult
sites.

Always indulge in safe sex.

GOING FOR IT - 2

John became a regular visitor to the park and the toilets and he
gradually got to know most of his fellow regular visitors. The number of
boys and men who came to have sex was constant and nothing pleased John
more than to slip into the park after school or on a Saturday morning.
The rule of the toilet seemed to be never to address anyone by name even
if you recognised him, so that everyone remained anonymous.

After school was a bit hurried but he got to meet a couple of other
younger teens. One in particular was very keen on sucking any cock that
was offered to him. He was quite short and dark and was happy to wank
himself off while swallowing a dick and cum. John liked to wank the boy
off himself but often the boy shot his jizz before John had filled his
waiting mouth. The second boy was about the same age as John and they
two of them took turns in sucking each other's cock. John became expert
at using his lips to roll back the foreskin of the boy who moaned in
pleasure as the oral action was performed on his cock. Sometimes the
boys were watched by a couple of older guys who kept an eye out for any
other strangers approaching the toilets so that the boys could make
themselves respectable or hide in the cubicles until the coast was
clear. The older guys would flash their hard cocks and wank off as the
younger teens sucked each other to orgasm.

Even when the toilet was empty, John could always use the toilet cubicle
to induce a hard-on and wank himself off reading the stories and
looking at the drawings that adorned the walls. First he would go to the
far cubicle which had a lot of writing on the walls but rarely was
there anything new to read. This cubicle had a small hole that gave a
limited view into the next door cubicle. It was at a height that enabled
someone to have a good view from the waist down of anyone in there. If
the occupant started to pull on his dick, John would move out and stand
at the urinal and hope that the person in the nearer cubicle would look
through the larger glory hole and then come out and join him.

When he had finished in the far cubicle, John would move to the cubicle
nearer the urinal. From there he would look through at the urinal hoping
for a new arrival while reading the writing on the wall.

Several weeks after his first visit, John arrived at the toilet early
one Saturday morning and, finding the place deserted, decided to sit in
the cubicle nearer to the urinal. He knew from a previous visit that
Saturday mornings soon got busy and this day was no exception. John sat
on the toilet seat rolling his foreskin slowly back and forth over the
end of his cock when he heard the sound of someone approaching.
Carefully he moved a small piece of toilet paper over the glory hole,
just leaving enough room to observe who came into the toilet.

The new arrival paused as he entered the toilets and walked up to the
urinal and unzipped his well-pressed trousers as John pressed his eye
close to the little gap he had left. John had a vague feeling that he
recognised the walk of the person who had come in but he did not
recognise the man as a regular. The man turned slightly towards the
cubicle and the glory hole and slowly removed a flaccid prick from his
trousers. He made little effort to hide his dick and slowly began to rub
his hand up and down the shaft so that the prick began to harden. John
knew instinctively that this guy was circumcised and that as none of the
regulars he had met was cut, this was a newcomer. John began to prepare
himself to leave the cubicle and join this new person. John's cock was
harder and stiffer than it had been for several days.

By now the prick of the older guy standing at the urinal was growing and
the man turned even more towards the glory hole and seemed to be fully
aware that he was being observed by someone sitting in the urinal. This
became even clearer as the man still with his dick hard out of his
trousers walked towards the glory hole. The cut head of the prick
suddenly appeared in the cubicle close to John's face as he struggled to
pull up his trousers. John immediately stopped, knelt down and began to
lick the soft pink head that was now available to him. John opened his
mouth and took the prick into his mouth using his saliva to slick up the
prick head. The man moved closer to the glory hole forcing John to
swallow more of the stranger's shaft. As John enthusiastically swallowed
what was offered the man began to withdraw the shaft and then thrust it
back, fucking the horny teen's mouth through the glory hole. This was
the first cut cock John had ever seen hard and close up and he liked the
sight and the taste, although it was not much different from the uncut
cocks he had sucked in the past.

Although John's own cock was throbbing wildly, the young lad was
determined to use all his efforts on the prick he was now sucking. The
teenager used both hands and his mouth as he struggled to control the
speed and depth of the thrusting of his anonymous partner the other side
of the wall. He licked the enlarged piss slit and lapped up the pre-cum
that leaked copiously from the man's prick and lubricated both the head
and shaft as it slid easily into his mouth and throat. As the man drew
his prick out of John's mouth, the youngster pushed forward so that the
fucking in and out action was doubled in strength and the moaning from
the man grew stronger. The man was now fast approaching his point of no
return and began to push harder and faster into the mouth that was
sucking him. John recognised the signs and allowed the process to go
ahead at the speed of his partner, preparing himself for a hot load of
man cum that would all too soon land on his tongue and shoot down his
throat. With a slight grunt the older man started to cum. A strong shot
of jizz fired down the teenager's throat and was followed by a large wad
of creamy spunk that fell on the boy's tongue. John lapped it all up
and nursed the prick in his mouth so that he could milk every drop of
ball cream from his partner. The taste of the man's spunk was quite
pleasant and, as usual, John enjoyed swallowing the creamy cum. After a
short while, however, the man withdrew his spent and deflating prick
from the teen's mouth and with little more than a whispered and rather
gruff 'thank you', put it back in his trousers, zipped up and left.

John looked down at his own cock that was hard and covered in pre-cum.
The clear liquid had leaked down the head and had slicked up the length
of the shaft and his foreskin moved easily over the head of his cock.
John knew that it would only take a couple of strokes and he would be
able to shoot a fountain of his hot jizz into the air and over the
cubicle but he resisted the temptation, wanting more sex before he got
his final relief. So John leaned back on the seat and allowed the
throbbing of his dick to subside and waited for the nest arrival still
pondering why the anonymous guy he had just sucked off seemed so
familiar.

John didn't have long to wait before another person entered the toilets
and John peered through the glory hole to see another figure standing at
the urinal. As soon as he saw the uncut cock emerge from the newcomer's
jeans, John made his move. The teenager opened the door of his cubicle
and, recognising the other person as the older teenaged boy from his
school whom he had met several times before, walked over and stood
beside him. The two boys looked at each other for a second before John
reached over and took the other boy's cock in his hand and wanked it
into hardness. The older teen returned the compliment and squeezed
John's hardening shaft by way of encouragement. John knew that the older
boy liked people to cum over his face and he was certain that he could
more than cover him with spunk if the chance arose. Meanwhile the older
teen was making quietly encouraging noises as John's hand worked up and
down his shaft at a varying pace, squeezing the hard cock shaft and
toying with the exposed head as the foreskin rolled back and forth over
the rim of the helmet. From previous engagements with the other boy John
was aware of what he had to do to bring the other boy to a level of
excitement that would result in an explosion. The older boy's heavy
breathing was giving an indication that the moment was not far off and
John leaned forward to get a better grip and position to enable his
wanking motion to speed up as the orgasm approached. John's right hand
was moving faster and faster and he pulled his T-shirt up with his left
hand to offer a target for his older friend's cum shots. Seconds later
John felt the splat on his neck followed by two more on his chest and
stomach as his partner came hard all over him. John smiled up at the
older boy as he gathered up the cream in his hand and lapped it into his
mouth. This boy cream was more pleasant to the taste than the cum from
the older guy but together they made a satisfactory cocktail.

Well satisfied the older youth now lowered himself so that his face was
level with John's rampant cock which was leaking even more pre-cum and
the older boy licked up the clear oozing liquid with relish. John's left
hand grasped the base of his own cock and pointed it at the crouching
older teen and slowly wanked it up the shaft. John moved forward an inch
or so and wiped his well-slicked cock head over the other lad's lips,
his left hand slowly gathering speed up and down his shaft. The older
boy then took over and started to wank John's cock with serious intent.
John knew that he would not be able to hold out against this action for
long and relaxing slightly allowed the warm feeling of approaching bliss
waft over him. John started to tremble as he felt the urgent trembling
deep in his groin and his ball sack rose higher. The shaft twitched
strongly and the first hot blast of cum fired hard into the older boy's
face and landed on his lips. The older boy now opened his mouth and the
next few shots landed on his tongue as John's pent up excitement reached
a peak before his intense feeling of excitement began to subside.

Both boys felt satisfied by their mutual experience and after taking a
few moments to recuperate prepared to leave. They silently agreed that
John would go first and that the other boy would leave shortly after.

John emerged from the toilets and walked quickly to the gates not
looking back. As he walked off down the road heading for home, he saw
another 'regular' walking towards the park entrance. The two 'regulars'
nodded almost imperceptibly to each other and, tempted though he was to
return for a third encounter of the day, John continued on his way home.


As he had schoolwork to do for Monday, John wasn't able to go to the
park on Sunday. At the school gates he met his best friend Mark who
asked him if he'd done all the homework they were expected to complete
over the weekend. Mark explained that he had not completed all of it as
he'd met a girl at a party on Friday and was rather taken up with
chasing her for the rest of the weekend. Mark hoped that John would bail
him out. As Mark rambled on about the girl and copied John's homework,
John's kept a lookout in case anyone saw his friend copying out the
homework. After a short while John's attention wandered and he started
to look around the school fields. In the distance he saw something that
looked somehow familiar. Walking towards the two boys was Mr David
Graham his history teacher and as he got nearer, John suddenly realised
who it was that he had sucked off through the glory hole the previous
Saturday.

THE END

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