Date: Mon, 4 Aug 2003 17:03:55 +0100 (BST) From: b b Subject: Holidat Toilet Part 2 I made an excuse not to go to the beach with my parents the next day and headed off at about 8.30 to the public toilets. I arrived at about 5 to nine, no-one was there. I went in and relieved myself in one of the cubicles, although my cock was responding in anticipation of the days events I resisted any temptation to jerk off. Waiting outside in the morning sun was pleasant and I sat on a grassy bank to pass the time. An old guy came and went from the toilet, I waited some more. At about 9.25 I heard the sound of a car. An old grey Morris Oxford, must have been about 35 years old parked in front of me about 30 yards away. The passenger window opened and the old guy beckoned me over. I jogged over to the car and he told me to hop in. The car was warm and smelt of leather and tobacco. How are you? He asked me, "fine" I replied, we drove out of the car park and headed toward St.Peter Port, the only real town on the island. There was a moment's embarrasing silence so I asked him his name, George he said George , that's all you need to know. He smiled at me which seemed to counteract the sternness of his comment. I'm Geoff I said, he didn't acknowledge me. I guess he was about 65 or so, quite fit still and I glanced at his crutch to see if there was any stirrings, I couldn't see anything. "How far are we going?" I asked "we'll be about 20 minutes driving" he replied. He then said "you can play with me if you like" this surprised me, " I reached across and squeezed his crutch, I could feel the stirrings of something firming under my hand. "take your seat belt off you'll get better access then" this seemed almost an order so I duly complied. He asked me to pass him his cigarettes from his glove compartment, he opened his window a little and lit one. I felt him growing under my hand and he shuffled a little in his seat, "take it out" he said. He was wearing an old pair of flannel type trousers with buttoned fly, I undid them and sat sideways so I could use both hands. Under his trousers he was wearing Y fronts, I managed to neatly tug out his nicely erect cock in one movement, It felt like silk over wood, I massaged him and pulled his foreskin way back to reveal his helmet. "its no good" he said "I can't wait" we pulled into a farmers field and he said "get in the back" I jumped over the seat and he tucked himself away and got out of the car and got back in one of the back doors. Once i the back of the car he struggled to remove his trousers altogether, he sat sideways lit another cigarette and left opened his legs for me to do my stuff. I pulled his skin back and forth and then brought my lips to his cock, I don't think he had washed since yesterday but I duly cleaned him with my tongue and lips. I jerked him and sucked him till he came in my mouth, four hot streams of sperm hit the back of my throat followed by a couple of smaller ones. I cleaned his now flacid cock up and jokingly pulled forward his foreskin again. He turned over on his front, with one hand he pulled apart the cheeks of his arse, "see that" he said, "yes" I replied "good" he said let's go introduce you to my wife.