Date: Sat, 4 Oct 2003 16:17:55 +0100 (BST)
From: "R. Lee" <kewtieboy@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: THE GLORY DAYS Part 3 (The Park)

THE GLORY DAYS

This is a romp through the 60's and 70's when glory
holes were everywhere and sex was there for the
having. Straight guys, bi-guys and gay guys who just
wanted uncomplicated and anonymous sex. These stories
are short (just like glory hole sex) and take place in
the Northern half of the U.K. and Ireland where the
teller travelled on business for many years. The
stories are more or less true as are the venues.
Enjoy.

3. The  Park (MM/voyeur/oral/anal/glory)

The County of Ayrshire, just 30 minutes drive from
Glasgow, and used as a summer resort for day trips
from that big city, had more than its fare share of
glory holes. I mentioned a busy one in part 2 but
everyone knew this Park. This toilet stood on a busy
roundabout just outside the centre of Ayr town itself
and people came from far and wide to drink at the
fountain. It was brick built and had the magical three
cubicles, with the required holes between.

I have enjoyed many an afternoon dipping in and out
playing or just hanging around. I once managed eight
loads of cum on my face in quick succession without
cleaning off in between, so quick was the next person
in and ready to get serviced. My story from here
though is much simpler and does not involve an orgy of
dicks.

I had cleared an afternoon to enjoy the pleasures of
Dam Park and arrived around lunch time. My job, as did
that of my partner, involved a bit of travelling
around the North of the U.K. As I pulled into the car
park, I was horrified to see my partner's car in the
car park. We were 70 miles from home and I was not
aware he was even in the area or that he did any
cottaging at all. He was much younger than me and
really only had been driving for about 2 years.

I parked discreetly at the back of the car park and
walked up to face him. All three cubicles were
engaged. I waited, ready to give him a shock when he
came out. I had guessed that he was in the middle
cubicle. The guy in the end came out and left so I
went in, sat down and looked through. He was slurping
on a very large piece of meat. I would figure it was
around 9 inches long and very impressive. I kept my
features back from the hole. He stood up and stuck his
cock through to me. He was quite well blessed himself
and usually preferred to be active. His 8 inch cock
came through and I looked at it. I realised my cock
was rigid to I dropped my suit trousers and sucked his
dick. He was groaning quite loudly with no thought for
the public position we were in. I had not realised
that my sweet little boy was a slut.

He tapped for me to push mine through. I hoped that in
his heat he would not recognise me. I suppose an
anonymous cock is just that because he gave me greater
head than he ever did at home. By this time I was
really getting into it. He withdrew and left my cock
sticking up. I looked through a saw him back his arse
to a waiting 9 inch cock. Surely not! He pushed and
pushed, gently withdrawing and spitting on his fingers
to lubricate. Then I noticed the guy on the other side
was lubricating his cock with jelly. The look on my
partner's face as the full length of the 9 incher sunk
in was ecstatic. He was riding in and out and I heard
the grunt as the guy on the other side dumped his cum
into him. These were the pre AIDS days, but this was
still something not to be encouraged.

He pulled off and I saw the depleting monster pull
back. Then he just turned around and backed his hole
to face me. I looked at it and saw the cum oozing out
creamily. I only thought for one minute before sinking
my 7 inches into him. I rode in the slippy goo and
shot within about 2 minutes, depositing the contents
of my heavy balls into him.

He pulled out and stuck his cock through so I sucked
him off and took his load on my face (one of my
favourite glory hole pastimes).

While he was cleaning himself, I quickly left and
waited in the car until he drove away.

I never did tell him and shortly after, we were able
to come to terms with the fact that we were both sluts
and had some wonderful shared experiences both in
toilets and at home. One more is coming up later in
this series.

The Park toilets are long gone but the pleasure they
brought to the residents and visitors to a small
county town were many


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