Date: Fri, 05 May 2006 13:24:30 -0400
From: Oral Anal <oralanal1@hotmail.com>
Subject: Bathroom in the park.  by oralanal1@hotmail.com

It was a beautiful spring day; the bathroom in the park was empty. I went
into the stall to kill some time and give my cock and balls some air. Soon,
the door squeaked open and a set of sneakers stood at the urinal inches away
on the other side of the wall. The peep hole had been plugged; I was
frustrated., so I listened. The sneakers stayed for a longer than normal
period and there was no sound of pee, so I flushed and left the stall to
stand at the sink. A 20-something young man was busy at the urinal. He was
about 5'9", slim build, wearing t-shirt and jeans. His head was bent down,
intent on his task; his red-blond hair flopped forward obscuring his face. I
moved up along side him and peered over the half wall. His 7 or 8 inch cock
was poker straight, almost pure white and had a cherry head the size of a
plum. He was stroking slowly, then fast, and then slow again. I reached down
and grasped the hot, baby smooth tube in my right hand, and slowly slid my
left down his back beneath his pants to the crack of his ass.
Not a word was spoken. I slid my hand further down into the moist crack and
wiggled a finger around his hole. He arched so that his butt stuck out to
receive my invasion and swallowed my finger up to the third knuckle. He let
out a soft hiss of pleasure. His dick was a steel rod covered in foam and
silk. I wanted to taste it and began to go down.
"No don't" he implored "I want to cum like this"
"Damn" I thought.
His hand took over the stroking so I rubbed his tight abs and pinched his
pink nips into hard points. His hand was a blur working his organ, and my
three fingers were pistons deep inside his burning butt. His breathing
became ragged and I watched as that beautiful cock head expanded even more
and shot a rope of ivory colored spooge onto the porcelain fixture. I
couldn't help but grab a handful from the slick head and lick it off my
fingers. He zipped up quickly and left me standing there with my hard cock
in my hand, lubricated with his fresh cum. As he left, an older guy came in
and stood beside me at the urinal.
He too, took too long to pee and he was looking over the wall at my shiny,
swollen cock.
I pulled back so he could get a better look, I was rather proud of my cock
when it achieved that fat, bloated, almost hard, floppy state of erection.
This guy had a grey beard and a bit of a belly, but he smelled good and I
remember thinking he had really nice breath.
I allowed him to feel my meat and thought I'd get a good blow job, but no.
He tilted my head back and started to gently nibble at my lips and neck. The
hairs tickled but his lips were soft and very sensual. He was stroking my
dick but orally stimulating my mouth, lips, and tongue. I was getting
harder. Suddenly the door opened and a tall, slim "cowboy" type entered.
Seeing the urinals in use, he went directly to the stall to take a leak. He
came out and stood by the sink for awhile. I slowly but discreetly continued
to stroke my erection. The cowboy came over to watch.  There must have been
eye contact between them because, the guy on my left began working on my
mouth again, and this fellow took over stroking my slippery shaft. A hand
unbuttoned my jeans and I heard a zip and felt more air on my thighs. The
guy behind me had his hands on my ass cheeks and was massaging them slowly,
while the slim guy was on his knees licking the pre-cum oozing from my
tender piss slit.  Fingers crept up my butt as my cock snaked into a hot
sucking vortex. Another hand on my chest, pinching my tits, sent shivers up
and down my spine. I felt a grey beard tickling my ass and then a scalding,
moist tongue lapping at my eager hole. The sucker in front was
deep-throating and gently tugging on my balls.
These guys knew their business and I was the happy recipient. I knew that in
seconds I was going to explode. I was rocking back and forth between the
sensations of mouths at my front and back and fingers pulling and stroking
and pinching. Finally I could feel a well of cum hurtling towards the
surface like tapping a natural resource deep within the Earth. I erupted
down "slims" throat, humping back and forth and softly grunting : nngh,
nngh, nngh, aaah.
Silently and swiftly we adjusted our clothing, in case we had a visitor.
"Guys, that was incredible.  Thank you" I breathed
"Thank YOU" grey beard replied wiping his mustache.
"See ya `round" slim intoned; and quickly left.