Date: Sat, 12 Jun 2004 16:25:58 +0100 (BST)
From: Steve Rose <cutrose40@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: SUMMER EVENING IN THE PARK

DISCLAIMER:

This is a story. None of the characters in the story
exist and the events that take place are purely
imaginary.

Thanks to all of you who have emailed me with comments
and told me how much you enjoyed the first 'John'
story. This is the second one and there are more in
the pipeline, although there may be a delay as I'm on
vacation for the next few weeks.

WARNING:

Do not read this story if you are in any way offended
by acts of a homosexual nature.

Do not read this if you are under the legal age for
accessing adult sites.

Always indulge in safe sex.

SUMMER EVENING IN THE PARK

The door of the toilet closed with a slight bang and I
sighed with relief, so too did the guy standing next
to me in the small cubicle that we were in.

"That was close", I whispered to my slightly older
teen companion, who, like me had his jeans and pants
around his ankles and his cock was hanging limp, the
head covered by the gossamer thin sleeve of foreskin.

"Yes, it was", he said, and then leaned forward and
grasped my prick making it spring back into life,
"Want me to finish what I started?"

"Do you think it's safe?"

My fellow teenager was positive and sat down on the
seat of the toilet and manoeuvred me round so that the
end of my cut dick was directly in line with his face.

The evening had begun brilliantly. I was in my
favourite park riding my bike. It was summer and it
was still light and it was a good time to check out
the park toilets. It was past the time that that
parents with children were about and before the really
old men came out to play with their cocks in the dark.
I'd seen them a few times and done it with them but
preferred kids of my own age. The park was quiet so I
circled round and parked my bike out of sight and went
into the brick built toilets. To my disappointment,
they were empty, not a sole in sight. I considered
going into the cubicle with the best graffiti and
having a wank but decided that I would hang about for
a little while. I came out of the cubicle and walked
back towards the door of the toilets and out into the
still sunny evening. I was getting my bike when I saw
someone in the distance coming down the path towards
the toilet. They had obviously seen me coming out so I
decided to ride my bike back up the path and pass them
on my way, a good way to check the stranger out. I
pedalled past the teenager and gave him a smile, he
responded and I cycled on a short way before turning
round slightly so that I could see if he went into the
bogs. The teenager did not hesitate but went straight
in, looking back in my direction as he did so. I
thought this was a `come-on' but decided to wait a
moment before returning. After a few minutes I began
to ride slowly back towards the toilets, but to my
disappointment the stranger came out but clearly saw
me approaching. Instead of walking back up the path,
he turned away from the toilets and off towards the
park gates.

"Shit," I though, "Missed him!!"

Still I thought it was a good idea to park the bike
and go back into the bogs. As I parked I saw the
stranger looking back at me and I walked boldly into
the toilets and stood at the urinal. A minute later I
heard a slight crunch as someone approached the door
and I stood close to the end of the urinal with my
cock getting hard, but pretending to pee. To my
delight, in came the teenager I had seen just before
and he pushed the door to the toilets closed and then
he walked straight up to me and stood next to me. It
was still quite light so we could see each other
clearly as there was a lot of light coming in from the
frosted glass high above the urinals. The teenager
looked at my cock and I moved my hand to reveal my 16
year old circumcised tool. He smiled at me and
whispered,

"Nice"

Then the boy took his own cock out and I saw that it
was rather bigger than mine, fatter and uncut. I
looked at the cock and then I felt the stranger reach
over and place his hand on my erect shaft and I
reached over and began to wank my new friend's fast
hardening cock. We were standing together for only a
few minutes when the older boy said to me,

"Want to go into the cubicle with me and I'll suck
that lovely cock of yours?"

I had been sucked several times before and loved it so
I nodded enthusiastically. The teenager led me to the
second cubicle and checked that there was an effective
lock on the door and nodded to me to follow. Once
inside there was not much room but we managed to take
each others jeans and pants down and my new-found
friend sat on the toilet seat and prepared to suck my
hard and twitching cock. First he ran his hand along
the relatively short length and fondled my balls. I
reached down and leaned forward so that I could fondle
his stiffy that pointed directly up at me from his
groin.

"Do me later", my companion whispered.

Just at that moment, we heard a noise and the door to
the toilets creaked open. We both froze and waited,
hoping that the newcomer was just coming in to take a
leak. No such luck!! The newcomer tried our door and
found it locked and then moved to the other cubicle
and went inside. My companion had leapt up and pushed
me back against the wall and indicated I should be
very quiet and remained sitting on the toilet seat.
Fortunately the wall between the two cubicles was full
length and there were no glory holes, so provided we
made no noise we were safe. My cock had deflated
immediately the person entered the cubicle next door
and I noticed that my friend's dick was also much
smaller than it had been a moment ago. Together we
listened and heard the guy straining as he began his
shit and then there was a lot of muttering as the guy
discovered there was no toilet paper. We didn't have
any either in our cubicle so when the guy called
through to ask whether the occupant in the
neighbouring cubicle had some loo paper, my companion
said as gruffly as he could that he had not. We waited
as the gut next door swore loudly, uncertain whether
we should try to escape before he emerged from his
small room or wait. I was for escape but the decision
was taken from us as the guy very loudly unbolted the
cubicle door and slammed it behind him and we heard
the door of the toilet close with a slight bang.

My new friend was anxious to continue and he did. This
time he was less concerned with making this a long and
slow blowjob and instead concentrated in bringing me
to my inevitable climax. This new teenage friend was
no stranger to sucking and seemed to know exactly how
to give me the maximum pleasure and built up my
release as quickly as possible. The velvety head of my
cut cock slid easily between his welcoming lips and he
held my shaft about half way down guiding my prick
deeper into his mouth. One hand worked the lower end
of my shaft and the other tickled my balls. Normally I
love to make a noise when I cum but after the earlier
incident I was much more cautious but I began to fuck
my tool in and out of the mouth and hand and my
companion licked and teased my piss slit, cock head
and shaft. It did not take long to bring me to the
point of no return and I whispered to the seated
sucker working on my dick,

"I'm nearly there .. I'm going to cum!!"

My companion nodded and increased the teasing action
of his tongue and gripped my shaft harder with his
lips and released his grip on the lower part of my
dick and I slid deeper into his mouth. Pulling his
head right off my cock my new friend said,

"Shoot onto my tongue, I want to taste your cum!!"

Immediately he resumed his oral action and I slightly
withdrew my prick so that the head was nestling on his
tongue and then my breathing began to get more ragged
as the build up reached the point of that first
tingling effect as the spunk boils out of the balls
and starts to rush along the shaft to its exit through
my piss slit.

"Oh yes!!!  Yes!!!"  I whispered as I shot my hot cum
into the mouth and onto my new friend's tongue.

The teenage sucked closed his mouth and swallowed all
that I could give him and then gradually the stream of
jizz slowed to a dribble and moments later my dick
began to deflate. I felt light headed as I always did
after a massive cum but also wanted to return the
favour to my new-found friend and make him cum. I
leaned back against the wall and my seated friend
stood up and I reached forward to wank his already
rock hard cock. My companion leaned close against me
and his dick was nearly trapped between out two
stomachs but there was still enough room for my hand
to wank the dick. I love the feel of a loose foreskin
gliding backwards and forwards over a cock and I
regarded myself as a good wanker. I could feel my new
friend's dick head was really wet with pre cum and he
pressed the wet tip hard against me as I wanked the
shaft as hard as I could. My companion made no effort
to ask me to suck him which was both pleasing as I was
still nervous about being caught but disappointing as
I would have love to taste his jizz. I think the
teenager was as keen as I was to get away and I could
tell he was approaching his climax and I used all my
skills as a wanker to make it as teasing and good as I
could. After a few more minutes, the boy leaning
against me whispered,

"Don't stop!! I'm going to cum!!"

I did as I was told and I felt the shaft begin to
throb and twitch as the older teenager drained his
balls with the spunk shooting onto my stomach and down
my friend's shaft onto my wanking hand. With each
shower of cum, the teenager grunted quietly and I
squeezed and attempted to milk every last drop out of
him. Eventually, he stopped cumming and pushed himself
hard up against me making his own stomach sticky like
mine with his creamy tribute. We stayed there for a
few moments and then separated and I looked at the
older teenager and said,

"Thanks, that was great!!"

My new-found friend nodded and said,

"Yes, I'd love to do it again. You know anywhere else
we can go?"

I shook my head sadly and he said,

"Don't worry, I'll try to find somewhere, but let's
meet again soon."

Again I nodded and whispered,

"Tomorrow, same time or a bit earlier?"

Breathlessly the teenager said,

"Great, it's a date!"

Then he unlocked the door carefully, looked out and
seeing the coast was clear ushered me out of the door.
I walked out of the toilets into the still sunny
evening and retrieved my bike and rode off. Halfway up
the path I looked back in time to see my new friend
leave and disappear in the opposite direction.

We never did find a safer place than the park toilets
and we met there several times during the rest of the
summer but then my friend left to go to University and
I never saw him again. Nevertheless, I'll never forget
that dangerous moment in the park toilets and often
wonder whatever became of the enthusiastic sucking
teenager I met that fateful day.


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