Date: Tue, 23 Dec 2003 18:58:12 +0000 (GMT)
From: "[iso-8859-1] R. Lee" <kewtieboy@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: THE GLORY DAYS - PART 8 (THE LAKES) (MMM/glory/oral/anal)

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.



8.	THE LAKES



The Lake District in the North West of England was the
proud host for a number of glory holes from Carlisle
in the Northern part to Kendal in the Southern part.
Many a happy day was spent in each of the venues. Two
events stay clearly in my mind.

On the West Coast were two towns of Workington and
Whitehaven. Workington had two amazing toilets, one in
the centre and one in a nearby park. On one visit
there, just I was getting heavily involved with an
attractive young lad, when the attendant felt it was
time to clean the place and announced loudly that
(even tough it was lunch time and the busiest time of
day) he was going to close for cleaning. I left the
toilet, a little disappointed at being interrupted
having only just had a brief grip at the rather large
18 year old cock which had been presented to me.

As I walked slowly back to my car, I noticed the young
lad moving in such a fashion as to suggest that
following him might be to my advantage. As he was the
local, I felt I should bow to his superior local
knowledge. I followed him into a completely empty park
nearby and after a few minutes, our destination
appeared like an oasis on the horizon -- a small toilet
block.

He entered ahead of me and I followed to find a very
small toilet with two cubicles made of that thin
plywood material which is so loved by glory hole
manufacturers. He went into one of the cubicles. The
other door was closed but still appeared to be empty
and as I went to open it, the young lad opened his
door and asked me to come in. I was so horny, and the
park was so empty, I considered the risks for all of 2
seconds before joining him.

Within seconds his jeans were at his ankles, followed
by his briefs. This slim Adonis was already erect and
his 6.5 inch uncut cock was curving upwards and
pointing towards my mouth. I dropped my suit trousers
and knelt before him, taking the cock in my mouth and
the young lad groaned with pleasure. It was a small
cubicle and to give me access to his chest area for
some nipple sucking, I stood up slightly but was bent
over with my buttocks resting against the wall behind.
I was suddenly shocked to find a cock pushing against
my hole. I stopped and turned round shocked to find an
enormous glory hole and a matching enormous cock
sticking through it. This thing was big. It looked to
be around 10 inches and thick. Judging by the hands,
the owner was not going to be as young as my friend
but, confronted by this monster I didn't care. The
young lad looked on a little bemused as I knelt down
and took it in my mouth. It had that wonderful faint
taste of soap and musky man. The young lad moved
towards me and offered his cock too and I struggled to
accept both.

I stood up and directed the young lad's cock to the
hole as an offering to our neighbour. From the sounds,
the offering was welcomed. I stood behind the young
lad and decided to stick my stiff cock between his
legs and fuck it in and out. He loved it! He threw
himself back towards me as I pushed him towards the
hole and the hungry mouth.

I pulled the young lad back and sucked him again
myself with the other guy watching. He looked to be
about 40 but wasn't that bad looking: as though I
cared at this stage anyway. The young lad the bent
down to suck me with his arse to the hole and I heard
the slurp as the older guy licked his arse. The young
lad was sucking me very close to the edge and I might
have cum there and then if I hadn't realised the older
guy was already half way in him bareback. I put my
hand down and felt the massive cock already well into
the young lad's hole with just spit for lubrication.
No mean feat for the uninitiated.

I took the young lad's cock in my mouth and my cock in
my hand and started to suck. I was very quickly
rewarded with a thin jet of teenage sperm part in and
part out of my mouth. There is nothing quite like that
pulsing feeling as an erect young cock ejects into
your mouth and you feel each jet fire from the balls.
I heard the groan from behind and put my hand round as
the older guy was pulling out with cum spurting
everywhere, both from inside the young lad and still
from the tip of his cock. My load went off
immediately.

We did our quick thanks and dressed in usual
embarrassed fashion to leave.

I thought that this would be the pinnacle of sex in
this area and on my next visit I was proven to be
right when both toilets were closed. I was
disappointed and headed down to the next town of
Whitehaven where I had a mid-afternoon appointment. As
it was almost lunch time, I pulled into a small car
park and bought some sandwiches, keeping an eye on the
town centre toilet. This was a quiet affair with three
cubicles and three urinals. The cubicles were floor to
ceiling tiles with a small spy hole between two and
also to the main toilet area. After lunch I wandered
in and found the middle cubicle engaged. There was
someone wanking next door but I could see little
through the small hole.

I sat down to content myself with a wank when I
noticed an eye at the door looking in. I unlocked the
door and this stunning 21 year old apparition was
standing outside. He was wearing blue overalls covered
in paint and squeezing the front of them. He somehow
didn't look like a painter. He told me to follow him
outside. Somehow, it seemed like a good idea. When
outside, he said he had a place to go and we quickly
drove to a small street of terraced houses nearby.

Once inside, he explained that he could not be out for
more than 30 minutes. He was newly married and he had
taken a few days off to decorate their home. His wife
was at work and was so in love, she telephoned every
hour. He asked if I could fuck him on their bed -- it
seemed really important to him (and it certainly
wasn't turning me off). We went to a very frilly
feminine room with a double bed, make-up on the
dresser and photos of his wife with and without him,
including the wedding pictures. He asked me to hurry
and we stripped.

We had some preamble as I sucked him and he sucked me
but he reached for some condoms very quickly and
rubbed some jelly from the bedside drawer on his hole.

"Please fuck me now," he said with one eye on the
clock.

I obliged and my cock entered after an initial
struggle. He faced the bedside table as I plunged in
and out. The phone rang and I jumped.

"Please keep going regardless," he begged.

I did and he answered the phone. It was obviously his
wife and when I stopped he shook his head and
signalled that I should continue. I began to see what
he wanted so, while he talked about how his day had
been and told her how much he loved her, I held his
hips and fucked him ruthlessly.

I held his cock as I did so and he ejected a stream of
cum that shot straight across the room. I emptied
myself into him as he said his fond farewells to her
and once more said how much he loved her.

He tried to pretend that it was annoying she had
telephoned at that moment but not for one second was I
fooled. This guy wanted to be deflowered while he told
his wife he loved her. I don't know why it turned him
on -- but it certainly did me.


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