Date: Wed, 30 Jun 2010 14:49:05 +1000 From: The Pin Subject: That rendezvous Part 2 Prudently I had ensured that we exchanged telephone numbers before he left, haggard and wobbly I'd retained enough of my faculties to ensure that much and now after a hug, I watched as stiff-legged he eased into his car. I had much to think about, then circling round to head out a kiss was blown from his window and I somehow felt happy, and vaguely optimistic. Then it was time to shave and head off to work. Over the next couple of days I dwelt upon my folly, visiting that particular spot was not without its risks, only a morbid wish to experiment had prompted me to try it and it was only luck, sheer luck that I had not just encountered but appeared to have gained the affections of what appeared to be a delightful young man - and he was attractive, oh yes, I felt myself begin to harden...I wanted to get my hands on him, no question..but was it too soon, would he be frightened off if I seemed too eager? I left it another day, then another until, gingerly I picked up the 'phone. Soft voice answered, hesitant, I introduced myself and at the other end an intake of breath "Oh...I wondered if you'd call...how are you?" "Well, I don't know if you remember but we made some weird kind of a date...I'm wondering if you are still interested, then there's the weekend tomorrow...perhaps we could get to know each other better...but first off, I DID have some kinky fun in mind." There was a throaty laugh the other end "Oh yes, I remember now, in fact I'd been thinking it over - hadn't experienced that particular scenario...where did you have in mind? Nowhere too unsavoury I hope? And I'd want to make sure you were there - no way I'm turning up and loitering around alone...?" I told him that I had no intention of risking him being picked up by someone else...and would he be free afterwards?" That was settled, we chatted for a bit and I became more and more aroused the longer it went on, in the end it became unbearable and I told him "Better go now, this is awful, just listening to you I keep wanting, wanting to undress you...God this is terrible!" Back he came with "I know, I'd better get off the line too, oh I'm so hard.....how long before...never mind, 'bye now!" The toilet block was in a Park in a more upmarket part of town, relieved, I saw his car parked beneath a tree, prudently he had remained inside. Another car stood at a short distance - I didn't give it another thought. Then self consciously I emerged, as did he, neither acknowledging the other we headed for the entrance...I tried to adopt a casual stroll but with my erection...I must have seemed awkward, he too seemed to be taking unusually short steps. Once inside, neither hesitated, it had been nearly a week and both headed for the nearest cubicle. There! Relieved I leaned back against the door while our hands fumbled at each other's trousers, it is amazing how quickly you can have someone half naked and gulping with excitement and then with long contented sighs we began to toy with each other's penises. "God, I've missed you..." I began "Me too, thought you wouldn't ring, was going to leave it another day but...." We relapsed into happy silence, I loved the feel of him, edging closer I ran a hand over his buttocks as I played with him "God it's kinky doing it in here like this...I've always wondered what it would be like to have someone with me in a cubicle...but I was always too scared to come into a public toilet on my own." I could well understand his dilemma, a boy with his build and looks would stand no chance alone, "rape" was a distinct possibility...yet here I had him to myself - and he certainly wasn't struggling!" The pleasure steadily grew, then I noticed it, his eyes were fixed on one of the walls, all sorts of obscene art and scribblings could be seen but one in particular seemed to have his attention. What looked to be a young boy, trousers discarded stood with one foot up on the toilet seat while behind him, a larger man had directed a well aimed thrust up and into him. My little friend noticed my attention and in a whisper asked "That has really got me excited, it's so sexy.....don't you like it?" I nodded, still intent on fondling his pretty erection, I was paying careful attention to the head, gently stroking and brushing it with my fingers for I knew that this way, I'd keep him at fever pitch....I left it for a few more minutes, the sensation in these seedy surrounding was out of this World, and he was such a pretty boy, now he was grinning up at me wickedly as he teased my penis... "OK, when are you going to do me...? I want it, I want it ... like that boy up there....see...wouldn't that be nice?" Thank God I'd brought something with me, he was already positioned with one leg up and looking back expectantly, so with utmost care I slid greased fingers up between his buttocks, luxuriating in the feeling as my fingers probed and caressed his entry...then, with hands on his hips I drew myself toward his offered opening, tight, pink and alluring...tremendously exciting...then the bit I savoured most and suddenly his hand came round, gripping my penis, he drew me into him. Here I paused a second as he adjusted then slowly slid in the rest of the way...Oh joy, bliss! So deeply engaged and occupied with what we were doing, we didn't hear them, then the clear whispers came through and registered in our consciousness... "We'll take the end one then...this one's got someone inside...quiet now....hurry...God I can't wait!" Initially we both froze, then the implication dawned, someone, someone like-minded, was about to begin and then I recalled it, that other car parked out there. I looked at him as he turned his head and a relieved grin met mine - no worries here! Bent over with leg up like that I had a lovely view of his buttocks and could watch my penis as it stroked in and out, I've never felt closer to anyone I suppose, the knowledge that the beautiful youngster was offering me his body...to invade in this way - wow! "God but you are lovely, such a sexy sight! Feels terrific too, how's it going gorgeous, I don't want it to stop?" He had begun to pant but before he could answer, another voice chipped in, a young boy's - very young from the sound. "Not so hard....stop, wait......ouch! Ow......now....a bit more, gently!" Then what I assumed was his older partner "There's my pretty you've had it before.....see, feel it now? Nearly there, that's it beautiful, yess there's my boy..." "Yes Dad.....that's nice now..." Again we froze, and exchanged a glance both with eyebrows raised before continuing - with even greater excitement. The snatches of conversation seemed to spur us on, the knowledge that only a few feet away a young boy was being avidly taken by an older lover (it was his father too) was a huge turn on for both and by now my own partner was clearly audible, his gasps were louder and louder, so too were my own as I belatedly realised. By now, both couples would be fully aware of each other and their activities, and the thought didn't bother me one bit so grasping my young lover's hips the more firmly, I imagined the action with the young boy nearby. Then I slowed my thrusts, this would never do, one mustn't rush things, not with such a delightful partner, it helped when I began planning for the weekend to come, then I felt the lad buck, and shudder, and realised he'd cum but still I kept at him. Reaching round in front I reassured myself, he was still erect and from the way he was quivering, still very much aroused so I continued to pleasure him, meanwhile we heard the nearby serenade of moans and gasps. This I thought, is as it should be...youngsters bent over as penises plunged home until eventually, bucking and shaking helpless at last their older partners stood hunched in ecstasy, to release their manhood into the willing buttocks. So it was that I fumbled for the toilet paper and began staunching the flow between my lover's cheeks...while from next door we heard "Oh Christ! Oh! oh! Not yet, can't hold it - you're gorgeous, too gorgeous....there...and there...Uh!" Silence save for a nervous giggle, then rustlings. Dressed again, we slid from the cubicle, separated outside then drove off. Back at my place, we sat together to discuss our weekend, an arm crept around my waist, a head laid itself upon my shoulder then, as if absent mindedly, the hand upon his thigh began to lightly stroke "MMMM...nice" was all I heard.