Date: Sat, 17 Apr 2021 12:07:52 +0000 (UTC)
From: Ben Bryan <taurus10002000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Nice Substitution

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This is a true story and I had no need to embellish it.  My email is
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This is a true story about docking that happened recently.  I was going
to get together with a friend but he cancelled at the last minute.  I was
horny as all get out so I went to the local park.  It was slightly
raining and  I thought the park crew and police would not be working it,
which is good.  I also was not too hopeful about scoring though either.
 I drove to the out of the way bathroom and there was a pick up there
with a 50ish bearded man inside (my type of guy).  I got out and went
into the bathroom and went to the handicapped stall in the back, and left
the stall door open.  Pretty soon I could hear the bathroom door open.  I
had my dick out stroking facing the stall door.  The gentleman peered
into the stall and saw me.  He came in and locked the door.  I was
leaning against the back wall and he came over pulled his longish, slim,
cut dick out and we started stroking each other.  His dick was perfect
for docking with my long foreskin and thick dick.  A perfect fit,
especially since his was so hard.  I placed it inside my foreskin and
started squeezing with my left hand.  I could tell he was enjoying it as
he started humping and pushing me up against the wall as he took his
hands and started pulling on my pant legs.  I felt like I was being
raped, but in a good way.  He was so hot he leaned in and nibbled my ear
and I could feel his hot breath in my ear.  This was making me so hot
that I took a chance and started to kiss him on the lips.  He stuck his
tongue in my mouth and I started to suck on his tongue.  It felt like
forever, but it probably only lasted a minute or two before I felt my
foreskin start ballooning and then cum squeezing out between my fingers.
 My gentleman friend must have felt guilty because he gave me a strange
look and almost ran out of the stall.  I could hear him cleaning up at
the sink while I began licking my fingers and squeezing the last of his
cum out of my dick, again licking my fingers.  I would have given him my
e mail if he had stuck around so he could meet me again sometime, but now
when he comes back looking for me in the rain and needs relief, he will
never know if He will find me there or not.  His loss.