Date: Mon, 20 Aug 2007 12:47:29 EDT
From: R
Subject: The Park Loo

I am a straight married father aged 58 - or at least I
thought I was until one Wednesday afternoon in a park in
Hertfordshire. I'd just been shopping in a branch of
Tesco, and thought I might as well go for a coffee in a
cafe in the park - Hertfordshire residents might well
guess where that is! I'd taken early retirement, so mid-
week shopping was one of the benefits.

I had the coffee and a couple of cigarettes, and then set
off to the car park. On the way is a public lavatory. I
stopped off for a pee.

It's just an ordinary and not very clean loo, with a
greyish metal trough and room for around a dozen men. I
went to the nearest end and began to pee. Half way
through relieving myself, I became aware that there was a
lad at the far end. I don't know why, but I turned to
look at him. Straight away, our eyes met. He smiled. I
felt a sudden surge in my stomach, and for the life of
me, I couldn't carry on peeing, because my cock hardened
straight away. I couldn't break the gaze either. This was
totally new to me. Without saying a word, he moved along
the trough and stood beside me.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. He looked about 14
years old - in fact he was sixteen. He was around five
feet eight inches; slim and wearing the tightest blue
jeans and a skimpy white T-shirt. His nipples showed
through it. His hand grasped a not massive cock - uncut
and probably five and a half inches. But it was pointing
towards the sky! I didn't actually look at it much then.
I looked at his face. He had very blond, shortish hair.
His eyes were bright blue, with very long lashes. He had
a little snub nose, loads of freckles and the most
beautiful full ruby lips I'd ever seen. I suddenly wanted
to kiss them.

Without saying a word, he undid his jeans fastener.  I
could see that he was a real blond. His few pubic hairs
ware exposed. And he wasn't wearing underpants!

"Hi", he said, "I'm Jason". It was a very middle class
accent; almost certainly a public schoolboy. Feeling like
an idiot, with the pair of us side by side with raging
erections, I said "Shouldn't you be at school?"

He smiled disarmingly and said, "Shouldn't you be at
work?" And then "Do you have a car here?" I really didn't
know what to say or do. So, not very inventively, I just
said "yes". We went to it. On the way, I could still feel
that I needed to finish my pee: but my erection was
stubborn. He sat in the passenger seat and I said "Come
on, what are you doing here?" The reply was quite simple:
"I've run away from school" Not unreasonably, I thought,
I asked him why he hadn't run home. He told me that his
parents had split up: that his Dad was in the army,
serving in Iraq and his mother was in Australia.

I had to ask a further question, which was "Why did you
come on to me?" He explained that the reason he'd run
away from his school was that most of the masters were
what he called "pervs", and that he'd been subjected to
group buggery. He said he knew he was gay, but didn't
like being forced into things. He thought I looked kind!

I didn't feel kind or charitable. I just wanted to taste
those lips. It seemed the feeling was mutual. He turned
his face towards me, and even though there were other
cars parked around us, we kissed. It was the most
sensuous experience since my teen days.  People have
talked about the "taste of honey". This was it. It wasn't
just the taste; it was the beautiful boy smell, He was
the first to use his tongue. I suddenly came.  He giggled
-and said "You can maybe finish that pee now, then!"

I did. Then I asked him if he needed to finish his pee.
"I can't yet" he said. I knew what he meant. Taking the
most stupid risk, with those cars around us, I undid his
jeans and bent down to get to close quarters with his
cock. I licked his foreskin, then gently pulled it back
and licked the head. He went mad! I took the lot in my
mouth - not bad for a novice - and in a few seconds,
swallowed my very first load. I'd never have guessed how
nice it would taste . . .

Having had his pee, he came back to the car. I said "What
now, then?" All he said was "Dunno. I've got nowhere to
go really." Luckily, apart from my home, I have a small
flat. I offered him the chance to stay there for a while.
Unsurprisingly, he agreed. So we drove there. On the way,
he told me more about his school and what he'd
experienced there. He also gave me his mother's phone
number. Having done that, he asked that we leave phoning
her for a week or two. I agreed with that - because my
wife was away for a week!

When we got to the flat, I was glad I had the Tesco
shopping in the boot. Plenty for dinner. Jason asked if
he could have a shower. I tossed him a towel and said
"Fine".  After about ten minutes, the water was still
running, so I just had to go and investigate. He'd
obviously been waiting for me!

He was standing under the shower with a massive erection.
What a body! He was totally hairless - apart from those
few pubes. He had lovely slim legs, tiny buttocks and the
most beautiful large nipples. I stripped off and joined
him: and sucked those nipples.

Straight away, he was on his knees, licking my cock. He
didn't take it in his mouth, but it felt incredible. I
was near to coming, when he asked "Do you want to fuck
me?" Did I? He took my hand - and even that felt amazing
- and led me to the bedroom. He asked me if I had any
lubrication cream. All there was was some E45 in the
bathroom cabinet. He applied it to my cock, then to his
finger. I didn't know why, so I asked him. He just said
"I want you to feel what I feel". I was baffled. I'd
heard of the prostate, but didn't know much about it.

He lay on his back. We had some more of those incredible
kisses and I sucked his nipples. The he guided my cock
into his arse. At the same time, he put his finger into
mine. It hurt at first. Then he said "Deeper, please,
please!". As I began to thrust harder, his finger went
further, until suddenly, he hit my prostate. Hell! I'd
never felt anything like it. We exploded at the same
time.

After dinner, Jason brought home to me the difference
between teenagers and middle-aged men. We were watching
television. He was wearing a bathrobe, as was I. He
opened his, and there was his erect cock. He opened mine
- and there was my flaccid one. He gave me a lingering
kiss - and the flavour and aroma were there. Then he
sucked my nipples. It felt great; but I only got half
erect. He sucked it - still only half erect. So he said
"right: only one thing for it!" He got the E45, smeared
it on his cock, lay on top of me and fucked me, all the
while kissing me. When he hit my prostate, I practically
screamed: it was so intense. And I shot a load - Dunno
where from!

Jason is still in my little flat: but maybe only for a
couple more days. This has been a mind-blowing
experience. I am certainly in love with him. Life is a
bummer!