(Another re-posting of a old British Classic).

Kingston Park


***

A young boy accidentally discovers the delights of a
glory hole in his local park. Over the years as he
develops sexually he uses it as his base for some
unusual encounters with strangers, people he knows
and even his own Uncle.

(Mm-teen, inc, voy, 1st-gay-expr, g-hole, anal)

***

Martin sat quietly in his own little space. He could
hear the sounds of people passing by outside and
c***dren laughing in the nearby playground. He knew
this space well. He discovered it when he was 14, some
12 years ago while playing with some friends. He
remembered the day well. Now, some 12 years later this
little space had given him a great deal of excitement
and pleasure and in this medium sized town in the Eest
Midlands of England, it had also given him some
surprises.

He looked around. It was getting a little grubby
through neglect and had an odour which he found quite
stimulating, a smell of an old building, dust and
generations of stale dried spunk. He was on his own
and the world was passing him by outside but he liked
these quieter moments, moments of anticipation.

Kingston Park was slightly to the edge of the town. It
wasn’t the biggest park in town, nor the tidiest. That
privilege went to Queen Victoria Park which had a lake
with boats in summer. It even had flower gardens and a
bandstand. No, Kingston Park was a little adrift of the
town centre and a little wilder too.

Quite a lot of couples walked through it in the
twilight and even courting couples used the car parks
on its perimeter for late night sessions. There was a
secluded wooded area which was frequented in the
warmer months by a sprinkling of gays. None of these
activities were enough to concern the authorities as
they were low key. This was probably the reason that
Martin’s little space had been left untouched. It was
in the part of the park which was locked at night.

Kingston Park had a large public lavatory block near the
entrance with facilities for both sexes. It was clean
and well looked after though without a regular
attendant. It could be quite interesting in the daytime
with 10 urinals and 6 cubicles. There was nothing
specific about it, only that from time to time you
could walk in and find someone playing with themselves
at the urinals.

In fact Martin had been lucky there a number of times.
The real gem however was deeper into the park where the
original Victorian lavatories were. A small red brick
building with aslar decorations and a fake half-timbered
gable, they were the archytypal "cottage" - a true
indication of the origin of the camp phrase of "cottaging"!

The ladies facilities were rarely used and did not have soap
or even lavatory paper. Any women with an eye for hygiene
would make the five minute walk to the main gate. Attached
and equally well hidden was the gents lavatory.

There were three urinals and two cubicles with floor to
ceiling doors. The first cubicle was at the end of the
short row of urinals and with the help of hole in the
door meant that the occupant could see clearly down the
urinals and to the main entrance beyond. The real
treasure was that the dividing wall between the
cubicles was made of a thin but sturdy material which
looked and felt like but wasn’t asbestos. It had been
attached in sheets and bracketed together.

Some time in the past, one bracket had come loose and
someone had engineered an oval hole about 4-5 inches
around. When the toilet had been painted sometime in
the distant past, the lazy painters, had painted neatly
around and through the hole making it look at though it
belonged there. This is where Martin sat.

In 1992 Martin had been playing football with two other
school friends. They discovered the toilet when they
went to hide behind it to have a pee. It seemed logical
to do it inside. They then explored the cool building
and when they all went inside the only open cubicle,
they looked down, saw the hole but also an eye looking
at then. It winked! All three ran!

Later that night, as Martin lay in bed, he got to
thinking about the toilet and the eye.

"Why would someone be locked in a toilet cubicle,
looking through a hole into the next one when someone
was doing the toilet? They would surely see the other
person’s cock."

Martin felt his own cock stir. Looking at someone
having a pee with their cock in their hand had
stimulated something in him. He stroked his 5 inch cock
to full erection and gently pulled the foreskin back to
expose his pink head. He had just recently discovered
"the feeling," and within the last few weeks a little
drizzle of milky liquid had started to trickle out
afterwards. He knew what it was. It just worried him
that, while all his friends laughed and joked and spent
time pursuing the girls at school, he really wanted to
be with his mates playing football or going to the
shopping centre to buy cd’s. Anyway, his excitement was
brought to a swift climax as he thought of himself
looking at an unidentifiable man pissing and then
stroking his cock when he finished while Martin watched
him without his knowledge.

The following Saturday, Martin found himself without
his two friends. One was taken to buy some new clothes by
his parents and the other had found another "love of his
life." He found himself once more at Kingston Park. It
was a glorious day in early June and he had his t-shirt
and football shorts on as he wondered down to the same
area as the previous week.

What Martin didn’t know, is that the Kingston Park
secondary toilets were well used by the locals. It was
mainly a haunt for the bisexuals – the married men,
whose wives were in the nearby shopping complex and they
had suggested to their wives that they would be taking
a walk in the park.

Seeing little activity at the early hour of noon,
Martin walked in. The toilets were empty and he walked
into the second cubicle and sat down with his shorts at
his ankles. His cock sprung up immediately, even with
no one there, and he absent-mindedly stroked himself.

He heard someone come into the cubicle and stand as if
to pee. It hadn’t even crossed Martin’s mind that
others might have the same idea as him. All he saw was
the bottom half of someone’s legs as they stood at the
lavatory bowl. He leant forward slightly to get a better
look assuming the other person would not see him too
easily in the restricted light. He saw a cock!!! It was
big!!!

Martin’s breath came in short gasps and he leaned
further forward.

"My God what a big cock."

He couldn’t guess the size but assumed it to be nearly
twice his but it was thick too.

"It’s growing in the man’s hand! It’s hard! God, maybe
he’ll wank himself and I’ll get to see!"

Little did he know he was about to get even more that
that. The man turned to let his cock face the hole.
Martin thought that he was really lucky that he had
decided to do that.

Then the man walked slightly forward so that he was
just an inch or two from the hole and Martin saw
everything. He could see the foreskin slightly pulled
back, the slit in the end, a little bubble of clear
liquid at the end, and dark hairs coming out of the
man’s fly front along with his cock. The cock came
straight through the hole and curved upwards into
Martin’s space. He gasped and just looked.

The cock stuck obscenely upwards and pulsated like
some independently living creature. The liquid bubble
dripped off the end. It then pulled back slightly and
pushed back in again, then again. Martin began to get
the idea and tentatively touched the tip with one finger,
causing the pre-cum to lift upwards as he lifted his finger.
He then gripped the big head with two fingers and gently
stroked it.

A disembodied voice said," For Christ’s sake grip it
firmly and wank it!"

Following on, he though he heard the voice say," Stick
it in your mouth and suck it."

"Suck it? How could he suck someone’s pee stick?"

He gripped it firmly and started to wank as thought it
was his own. This wonderful big brute had veins with
hot bl**d in them and he could actually put two hands
end to end to wank. The thing is, it was all his. It
was in his locked cubicle and he could play with it. He
was almost hyperventilating with excitement. He stuck
the tip of his tongue out and touched the tip. The
stuff tasted salty but not unpleasant.

"Yes. Yes, suck it," Said the disembodied voice.

Without even thinking, Martin’s mouth went straight
over the head and down as far as he could go.

"Watch your teeth," the voice yelped.

Martin retracted them and started to bob up and down.
This was good! Suddenly the man withdrew and an empty
hole faced him. A finger appeared and tapped it. Martin
though he had to go down and listen but the finger them
came straight through and wiggled. Martin guessed that
it was an invitation.

He pulled his shorts fully down and lifted himself up a
little on his toes to put his cock through.

The heard the voice say, "Christ, it’s a k**.!

His cock stayed there untouched for a few moments
and he wasn’t sure what to do. A delightful warm feeling
enveloped it and the head started to tickle. It was
like nothing he had ever experienced. His cock was like
iron as he found himself thrusting in time with the
movement on the other side. Suddenly his knees buckled
and a familiar warm feeling washed over him. The
difference was the intensity. Martin almost blacked out
with fireworks dancing in front of his eyes. His body
shuddered, his head felt warm and his cock burst.
Something f***ed its way up his entire cock length to
the tip.

The guy shouted, "Yes," so Martin knew he had delivered
something into his mouth.

The warm feeling left and as Martin’s cock once more
was left stiff and suspended in air, he felt another
warm feeling on it, like something dripping. When it
finished, he pulled his cock back through and found it
covered in cum – man’s cum. There was just so much of
it running off the tip and up to his hairless balls.

As the man dressed and left, Martin played with the
cum, imagining it was his. He even licked some and was
surprised that it wasn’t too bad – a bit like the stuff
he had tasted earlier. He had some tissue in his pocket
and wiped the remainder off before leaving, feeling
slightly weak and knowing that this place was going to
be like a magnet in future.

He left the toilet and left the park without waiting or
looking round. Feeling slightly on edge, he headed home
and thought a lot about what had happened. He felt it
was wrong, at least until the early evening when,
sitting in his room watching television, his cock
started to rear again and Martin realised he was going
back.

**

School was really busy all week and as the park was
not really on his way home, he didn’t have much chance
to go again until the following Saturday. This time he
made up a story that he was going for a burger with
friends to allow him to get there earlier. His parents
didn’t really mind as his mum had some shopping to do
and his dad was meeting some friends for a drink in the
local pub to plan some five a side football match.

It hadn’t really occurred to him that later might have
been better but at least it gave him a chance to
really do some reconnaissance while it was quiet. It
was during this quiet period that he realised the other
cubicle was where he wanted to be. He could watch who
came in and who went out and also, if he was bored, he
could see guy’s cocks peeing at the stalls.

There wasn’t much activity, just a few people coming,
peeing and going but Martin loved looking at all the
cocks and different sizes. One guy actually wanked
himself off without knowing he was being watched. A
real turn on for Martin was when one of the older boys
from school who he really fancied, came in for a pee
and he saw his cock really clearly. The lad was in
football shorts and pulled them down to pee showing
Martin his balls, hair and everything. Martin almost
came!

A younger boy came into the cubicle and sat down to
pee. Martin didn’t really do anything. He sat and
looked carefully through. He could see the young boy
leaning forward to look through the hole. He was
obviously just curious. Martin sat slightly back so
that his semi-erect cock could be seen hanging between
his legs. Looking carefully through, he saw the young
boy’s cock start to rise until it was fully upright.

It looked about 3-4 inches with a little tight foreskin
which stayed tightly round the top. He had absolutely
no hair at all so Martin figured he was about 9.

Martin stood up so that his was prominently on display
and the young boy looked through the hole.

Following the lead from the previous week, Martin stuck
his cock through. It stayed there for just a minute
then he felt the cool fingers playing with it. His skin
was pulled back and forth and Martin started to float
again. He then pulled back and tapped the hole. The boy
looked down. His pretty blue eyes and blonde hair were
visible. He then stood up and with a little difficulty,
got his little cock through the hole. Martin sucked on
it immediately. He heard a little gasp.

As he sucked quite happily he heard movement outside
and a man’s voice saying, "Ricky, are you going to be
much longer in there?"

The cock was withdrawn, pants pulled up and the little
boy skittered out of the toilet just as Martin heard
the man saying "k**s, what are they like?"

He heard another voice respond, "I know what you mean."

It sounded a little familiar but Martin was in such a
rush to smarten himself and sit back down, just as the
cubicle was filled with the new stranger.

The procedure of the previous week started with the man
just sitting there with his trousers down and his hands
gently covering up what mattered. Martin did the same.
He was aware that some men might not want to be
involved with such a young boy so he waited for a
signal before exposing himself.

He became aware that the man’s cock was rising under
his hands. He waited still. The man pulled his hands
away and a beautiful male organ sprang into sight. This
cock was about 7 inches long, skin slid back as it grew
and the man was quite hairy around the balls. The balls
themselves were soft hanging and large.

The man was obviously not concerned that it was a young
person next to him who had only a few pubic hairs, little
white Y-fronts and white football shorts at his ankles.
He stroked his big cock up and down then tapped for
Martin to put his cock through. Martin stood up and did
so immediately. The man sucked like he was trying to
empty Martin’s dick immediately. This man was slightly
younger than the one the previous week and Martin could
feel the light bristle of his chin as he sucked his
cock and then rubbed the head around his lips.

The feelings were rushing around Martin’s head and he
felt slightly giddy with the excitement. His balls had
slipped through the hole too and the man was gently
kneading then he licked them and took both into his
mouth, along with Martin’s cock. This was just so good!
He stopped and Martin withdrew and was about to stick
his face down to let the man see him better but the big
beautiful man cock came through the hole. It sat there
straight as a die. The big head was exposed and the
foreskin partly retracted. Veins stood out all the way
down the sides and it was just so thick.

Martin licked the head and heard the man groan. He
pulled back the skin and then sucked the full head. He
bobbed up and down just on the head trying not to use
his teeth. He then held it and looked at it and decided
to see how much he could swallow. He opened his mouth
and took about three inches in before it hit the back
of his throat. He heard the man groan some more. He
tried and managed to pull the man’s balls through the
hole too. The hole was almost big enough and with a bit
of effort, the balls plopped through. He licked them
feeling the hair on his tongue. He licked the length of
the cock and he gripped and stroked it up and down as
he did so.

As he concentrated on the task in hand, he vaguely
heard the man say something but wasn’t quite sure so he
kept going. The cock went even harder and a jet of cum
sprayed out of the end. After the initial shock, Martin
decided not to waste it so he went to put his mouth
over but the second jet hit him full on the face. A
third hit his cheeks just as his mouth went over the
end and a further three spurts filled his mouth. It was
swallowed before he could work out if he liked it or
not. It was at that moment, Martin realised he loved
cum. It was dripping off his face and he stood up to
remove it with the tissues he had brought.

Obviously, as he heard the man dress, he wasn’t going
to be helped to cum so he thought he would find out how
good looking the guy was by waiting to watch him as he
washed his hands and left. As the man flushed and left
Martin put his eye to the little hole in the door and
watched the face of his uncle came into view!

Martin pulled back in a panic. Was his uncle there too,
looking for him? How did he know? Then the realisation
dawned on him. The hot man with the big cock who he
had just sucked off was his uncle Jim, his dad’s younger
b*****r! Better still, his uncle didn’t know. The fright
turned to questions in Martin’s head. Was his uncle
gay or was he just randy. Did he like boys? Did he
fancy Martin’s friends? Then Martin realised his cock
was stiff again. He couldn’t leave anyway so thought
he would wait a little longer.

Martin was shocked. He hadn’t considered fancying his
uncle but there was an excitement that he knew a secret
which no one else did. It dawned on him that perhaps
there were more people in this town with a similar
secret and the little hole in the door, along with his
bigger b*****r in the wall might be the key to finding
them.

When Martin returned home, his dad was reading the
newspaper.

"When is Uncle Jim coming to visit again dad," he
asked.

"Oh I think Aunt Wendy and him are coming round next
week for tea," was the answer.

"I must keep an eye on him," thought Martin.

**

Martin decided that perhaps he should vary the day of
his day visits to Kingston Park so see if he could find
others with a similar hobby to him.

On the following Wednesday, school finished early,
something about teacher training. Martin had taken a
change of clothing with him. An older man left the
toilet as he approached and walked away without looking
back. The park was much quieter but as school was out,
there were a number of pupils on their way home or just
wandering about in small groups. He slipped into the
toilet and changed into his jeans and t-shirt hiding
his school bag, with his school clothes, out of sight
of the hole.

He didn’t have long to wait before someone came in and
stood having a pee. Martin loved to watch guys stroking
their cocks as they peed. There was a steady procession
for about 20 minutes before a guy in his early 30’s
came in with his toddler son and went into the cubicle.
The little lad needed to pee and the dad was helping
him. Martin sat still and didn’t move. After the lad
had finished, he noticed that father’s eye looking
through. Then he sat down with a pair of track suit
bottoms at his feet.

The little boy was busy playing with the toilet roll
holder (which had no paper) and the father started to
stroke himself. Martin was completely flabbergasted and
stayed still. This was wildly more than he wanted to
do. The little lad who could have been no more than 2
or 3 was wondering round in the confined space and
actually leaned over to squeeze the tip of his dad’s
cock at one time, more out of curiosity than anything
else. The guy actually let him. Martin hadn’t even got
hard!

He tapped the hole and Martin wandered if he should
oblige him. The guy’s tapping became impatient so
Martin stood up and stuck his now semi-erect cock
through, straight into a waiting mouth.

This guy sucked well!

Martin stood enjoying the sensations. The mouth
came off and the guy started to wank Martin. He
felt little fingers and realised the guy was letting his
little son play with Martin too. The c***d was surprisingly
expert in the way that he wanked his little hand up and
down the stem of Martin's cock.

"This is one kinky bastard," Martin thought. Martin
pulled his cock back through.

Without warning, the guy stood up and pushed a 8 inch
cock through to Martin. Martin may have had principles
but a stiff cock is a stiff cock and after thinking for
about 3 seconds, he swallowed the cock in one gulp. He
held it firmly in one hand and started sucking. From
next door, he could here the sounds of an impatient
toddler asking when they were going and an equally
impatient dad reaching climax.

Martin was so engrossed in what was happening that
when the rush of spunk hit the back of his throat, he
had no option but to swallow to stop choking. He
pulled his mouth off just in time to take three hard
jets straight in the face and down th front of his T shirt.

The guy pulled back quickly and was dressed and out in
under one minute leaving Martin dripping cum. Martin
loved the feeling and decided to leave it dripping just
as the next guy came in.

This guy looked to be in his late thirties and wearing
a suit. Perhaps he was a sales rep or something of that
ilk. This guy wasn’t wasting time either. Once he
realised it was a young boy next door, his cock was
through in a flash. This one was a monster. Martin
wasn’t too good at sizes but he figured it had to be
over 9 inches and really thick as it struggled with the
width of the hole. Martin knew what had to happen and
he started wanking the guy with a vengeance not giving
him time to withdraw.

The guy tried to pull back but Martin held on and was
rewarded with his next splatter of cum. This load was
thicker. The first squirt was copious and almost lazy
compared to the urgency of the previous guy. It hit his
face with a resounding "splatt" and was followed by two
more slightly weaker jets.

This thicker cum just sat on his face and moved really
slowly down towards Martins mouth. As the guy was
leaving, Martin was laying back with his cock in hand
enjoying the slow journey of the cum towards his mouth
and dripping on to his balls. Martin’s smaller jet of
cum squirted to mix with the rest and he lay back for a
moment before tidying to leave.

**

This pattern continued and Martin made a once weekly
visit to the toilet over the next year. His school and
home pattern didn’t allow too frequent visits but
perhaps this was why in all the time, no one had seen
him or recognised him and he had been able to enjoy his
quiet pleasure. His fascination with cum continued and
the ability to suck it or let it spray over him, he
found really exciting. In the year that followed (well four
months really as the toilet was locked over the winter
months) Martin didn’t see anyone he knew though he
saw his father leaving the park one Saturday as he was
heading in. He managed to avoid being seen.

The next Spring came round and Martin checked the
toilets regularly to see if they were open. Easter came
and they were still closed and a busy April meant it
was almost May before he called in again. He had been
keeping in touch with his friends, none of whom had
suspected his little pleasure. Both of them now had
girlfriends so he often found himself on his own – such
as this Sunday.

He tried to wear as little as he could to make stripping
and dressing quick and easy and today was a warm
Spring day so Martin had on his Manchester United
strip. He slipped in and found the second cubicle
already occupied. He quickly sat down and pulled down
his shorts. He couldn’t make much out next door but
could see some dark blue trousers at someone’s ankles.
The guy seemed to have a white shirt on and there was
some kind of jacket on the back of the door. Martin
waited.

It didn’t take long before he saw the rising cock and
he leaned forward for a better look. The guy stroked up
and down until he reached full size. It looked around 7
inches long and circumcised. This made the head look
bigger than it was. The guy tapped and Martin put his
cock through, straight into a warm mouth. It was
wonderful and this guy knew what he was doing. His
balls were pulled through and his 5 inches were
throbbing and stiff. His cock was suddenly alone, and
then he felt the guy stroking it all over.

It was a wonderful sensation, almost like it was being
massaged in oil. The guy’s hands were all over his cock
and he felt weird sensations. He then felt a little
pressure and then assumed he was back in the guy’s
mouth. This time his grip was great – really tight.
Martin was loving it, and it didn’t take long before he
felt he was going to blow. By now he was beginning to
shoot quite impressively. It boiled from the bottom of
his balls and erupted.

"He’s going to taste that," he thought.

When Martin subsided, he pulled his cock back to find a
faint smudge of brown mixed with some of his cum on
the end of it. It dawned on him. He had just fucked
someone's bum! This brought a whole new dimension
to glory hole sex. The guy started to wank himself. It
didn’t take long before jets of cum sprayed into the
air in long arcs and landed on the floor. The guy
cleaned up and Martin, as usual decided to wait till he
went so he could have a look. The toilet flushed and
Martin watched as a policeman in full uniform headed
out of the toilet.

"Is there no end to this town’s secrets," he thought.

Without giving the reader a blow by blow account (so to
speak) of Martin’s experiences, I will jump on for a
couple of months to a Saturday in early August. A now
14 year old Martin was in position one Saturday
afternoon in his favourite jeans and t-shirt ensemble
(it was nicely anonymous) when he heard someone enter.
His heart stopped when Rick, his best friend who was
meant to be in town with his girlfriend, entered.

"Oh God! I’ll bet she’s outside waiting for him to go
to the toilet. Please don’t come into a cubicle :if he
recognises me I’m dead."

Rick was the school heartthrob. He was almost 15, 5
feet and 7 inches, a well built body and wonderful
blonde hair. His looks were stunning in the Mark Lester
/ Chris Atkins sort of way. The girls adored him and he
had more than one on a string. His prowess even at 15
was legendary.

Rick came into the cubicle. Whether Rick needed to have
a crap, needed a pee and was shy or knew about the
place, Martin didn’t know. He pulled down his jeans and
sat on the seat. Martin sat as far back as he could
with his hands firmly between his legs. He thought he
heard Rick pee. He then saw Rick take some tissue from
his pocket and seemed to wipe his cock. Martin was
dying to look as he had never seen Rick’s cock in all
their years of friendship. Rick then leaned forward in
a quizzical fashion as thought to say "What’s that!"

Martin sat rigidly. Rick sat still and did nothing.

Martin felt his cock stir.

"Oh no, please stay down!"

It rose. In an effort to cover it more, his hand
slipped and the dick sprung up in recoil before he
quickly pushed it back.

Rick had seen it because he moved forward and pushed
his head closer to the hole. Martin pulled further
back. Rick sat back too.

"Thank God," thought Martin.

Then nothing happened. Just silence. Martin edged
forward to look and saw a stiff cock sticking up
between Rick’s legs being gently massaged. The cock was
as attractive as its owner. It was easily 2 inches
longer than Martin’s, skin slipping back gently, two
beautiful soft balls hanging between his legs and a
patch of blonde/red hair above. Not that Martin was
looking, of course!

Martin’s heart was thumping. If Rick realised that he
knew the person in the next cubicle then the full macho
act would come into play. He had to wait for Rick to
make a move. Rick stood up and showed his full glory.
Martin could see what impressed the girls. This cock
was magnificent. Martin tapped the hole. It slid
through.

Martin just looked at it. His straight friend’s cock
just inches away. He caressed it gently but judging
from the thrusting movements, it was too gentle. Martin
swallowed the cock and started sucking. He heard the
gasp from the other side. He was determined to give
Rick a blow job to remember. He could hear the gasps of
encouragement as he sucked expertly up and down. Rick
suddenly stopped and pulled back, obviously on the
verge.

As he withdrew, Martin immediately stuck his cock
through to fill the space. He wanted Rick to hold it.
It took a minute or two but eventually he felt Rick’s
strong hands grip him and start to wank. This went on
for about 4 minutes before he was left with an
unattended cock sticking through the hole. As he went
to withdraw, Rick’s hands gripped him and pulled him
back and the warmth of his mouth covered the cock.

Martin almost came immediately but thought better of
it. The session was slow and enjoyable. When Rick had
finished sucking, Martin sat back down. There was a
moment of shuffling then his cock started to come
through again. It had a glistening lube over its
entire length.

"He wants to fuck me," thought Martin. "I can’t – can
I?"

Martin decided to try. He licked his finger and rubbed
some spit on his hole, then he pressed his small bum
against the tip of the cock and started to push.
Nothing happened! Rick pushed and the tip of the penis
slipped in. This was going to be a slow process. It
took about 5 minutes before 3-4 inches had entered
Martin. It was a little painful but the thought of the
cock owner kept Martin going. At 4 inches it was
obvious that it was as far as the cock was going and
Rick started to fuck.

"I may not have done this before, but I think he has,"
especially as he had come ready equipped with lube
clearly anticipating finfing a bottom to fuck, thought
Martin.

The sensations got better and soon Rick was fucking
quite firmly. Suddenly, he stopped, then pushed once,
twice, then three times. Martin could feel the pumping
and knew Rick’s juice was pumping into him. He looked
down a saw that a trickle of cum was coming out of his
own cock and he hadn’t even touched it! This was really
something, being fucked for the first time and by a
straight friend from school who certainly wouldn’t be
doing it if he knew who was on the other side of the
hole.

Rick withdrew his wilting cock and dressed rapidly,
leaving the toilet with a very guilty look on his face.
Martin watched the stunning, well-built boy leave, a
warm glow emanating from his semen filled tender hole.
He slipped into the next cubicle with the intention of
wanking himself with the smell of Rick around him. He
dropped his trousers once more and started to stroke
himself.

He looked down, and, discarded on the floor, was a
semen laden tissue.

Martin picked it up and wiped the wet tissue over his
stiff cock. He started to wank. It took under a minute
before a jet of cum shot across spurted into the froth
of Ricky’s healthy load of sperm. Martin buckled under
the intense orgasm and it took his a good few minutes
to recover.

He came another two times before he went to bed that
night. Never again would Rick’s stories about his
prowess with the girls in school mean quite the same.
Rick didn’t know it, but Martin was now one of his
"girls."

**

Martin didn’t see either his Uncle or Rick at the
toilet again that year. He was sure their visits were
not a one off but as he could usually only make it once
per week, the chance of the coincidence of another
meeting was going to be difficult. He did see his Uncle
in the park the following Summer but he also saw Martin
and spoke to him. Both passed on their way, so if he
was going in, he had been scared off by meeting Martin.

He had limited successes and of course, on some
visits, he saw no one. Martin kept himself amused
watching the cocks on the few people who came in to
pee. Sometimes a young guy playing football or just
passing, would get randy and relieve himself with a
wank. Martin found that almost as erotic as having sex
with the guy.

His next memorable encounter was in September of the
following year. Martin was reaching 16. After tea one
night and with no homework to do, he went out to "meet
friends." As he approached the toilet in the dim of the
early evening, he saw two guys talking on a bench
across the park. They didn’t seem to pay him any
interest so he headed into the toilet and set up camp
in his favourite cubicle. He knew he would only have
about an hour and, as the park was quiet, figured he
might end up just having a wank on his own.

A few minutes later, he heard movement outside and
dived to look through the hole but he was not quick
enough and someone came in next door. In the fading
light, he was still able to see that the guy was quite
young, probably in his late twenties. He wondered if it
was one of the guys from outside as he was wearing a
track-suit bottom similar to his. The guy dropped his
pants and started to stroke his cock right away. Martin
did the same.

A mouth appeared at the hole, so Martin obliged by
sticking his 6 inch dick through. It was immediately
smothered with the warmth of the mouth. This was
heaven! The mouth seemed to be licking up and down then
enveloping him. His balls were through and they were
getting licked too. The sensation was wonderful and
almost as though his cock and balls were being licked
at the same time! It was then he realised – they were!

He pulled back quickly and a long, thick cock came
through. This was about 7-8 inches long, the skin
pulled back to expose a perfect cock head. It curved
gently upwards. Martin forgot his concerns and started
sucking. This was amazing. He was able to swallow more
than half of the meat before beginning to gag. The guy
was softly encouraging him.

After a few minutes he withdrew and Martin bent forward
to have a look when it started through again so he just
opened his mouth to receive it. A 6 inch, very thick,
circumcised cock came through. Martin started sucking,
assuming that the big cock had slipped out and someone
else had taken his place. He slurped and slurped. The
cock withdrew and suddenly the monster was back.

"There were two guys in there."

He realised it was the two guys from outside. The cock
withdrew and there was silence, then some shuffling and
the door opened. He heard a knock at his cubicle door.
He opened it gently to be faced by a very attractive 22
year old who suggested he come in and join them.

"No way," said Martin, "We might get caught."

"No we won’t," said the guy. "The park shut 15 minutes
ago and we’re the only ones here." "Don’t worry, we’ll
show you how to get out."

Martin didn’t need a second invitation and dived next
door. The guys left the door ajar. The older guy was
stripped to the waist with his track-suit at his feet
and wearing a jock strap with his cock sticking out.
The younger guy was really nice, almost effeminate,
with soft blonde hair and skin which matched it. He
also had a track-suit which he quickly dropped and
revealed his circumcised cock.

"Fuck us both – please," said the older guy.

This was a surprise to Martin as he was used to older
guys wanting to do him. The idea still excited him
though. The older guy handed Martin some lube and then
rubbed some on his anus. He handed the tube to his
friend who did the same. Both just stood alongside each
other and bent over exposing two holes to Martin. No
further invitation was required and Martin pressed his
rigid cock into the older guy first. This was going on
in the main part of the toilet. Martin gripped his hips
and started to fuck all the way into the guy. He took
it without any effort and Martin thrust like an expert.
The guy groaned with delight and after just a few
minutes, the younger guy shouted that it was his turn.

Martin just pulled out, moved across and stuck his cock
straight in without any preamble. The guy gasped. He
was smaller than his friend and Martin found the fuck
much more enjoyable. He banged like Hell into the guy
who squealed with delight and suddenly sperm shot out
of the guys six inch cock without him even touching it.
Martin pulled out and stuck his cock straight back in
the older guy and hammered away at his hole. It didn’t
take long and he came into the guy just as the guy
brought himself off.

"You were bl**dy marvellous," said the guys in unison.

"Any time you’re here on a Tuesday evening, look out
for us."

"Everyone wants to get fucked so it’s great to get
someone to fuck us."

Martin wasn’t going to need a second invitation and the
experience was repeated for a number of Tuesdays
thereafter.

**

By the time Martin was 17, Kingston Park had a habit of
always being on his route to here or route to there. He
would visit at least once a week and he never got over
the excitement of waiting by the hole expectantly for a
cock to come through. Older cocks, black cocks, Asian
cocks, boy’s cocks, thick cocks, circumcised cocks; it
really didn’t matter to Martin he loved just being a
slut and taking them as they came through.

One of his favourite things was to take the load of cum
on his face and leave it. When the next guy came in, he
would suck him till his load joined the first. He would
keep this up until the cum was all over his face and
dripping on to his chest and balls before rubbing it
over his cock and balls and bringing himself to an
almighty climax.

The real turn on only happened from time to time.
Sparked by his chance encounter with the school
heartthrob, Rick and also with his Uncle Jim, he loved
having sex with people he recognised in ordinary life
but who didn’t know who he was. That feeling of power
and knowledge was a great aphrodisiac.

Other than the encounters mentioned above, the rest had
been mainly people whom he had seen around such as he
man who worked in the local bank and was married,
another in his thirties whom he has seen shopping with
his wife at the local supermarket etc. However there
were a few incidents which were almost too close for
comfort.

Still calling on the odd Tuesday to meet the gay couple
who liked being fucked, Martin made his way on late
Autumn Tuesday to wait for them. They didn’t show! This
happened frequently as it was not a definite date each
week. He decided to wait. The park was very quiet with
rain threatening and e definite chill in the air. He
heard movement outside and a young lad came in. He
stood hesitantly in the main are of the toilet looking
at the open cubicle to Martin’s left. Martin recognised
the lad. He delivered the weekly free newspaper around
the area and couldn’t be much more than 13 – a little
young for Martin’s tastes.

"Still," he thought, "A stiff cock knows no master!"

At that, the boy left.

"Shit," thought Martin, "There may be no one else this
afternoon and I’m as horny as Hell."

No sooner had the thought passed across his brain and
someone else entered quite quickly. Martin stood up and
looked, recognising his Uncle and Dad’s younger b*****r
again. His Uncle, by now was about 35 and good looking,
but Martin’s heartbeat picked up a pace. This time he
knew who it was and was going to push his Uncle Jim to
the limit! This guy had a son only 2 years younger than
Martin and here he was looking for fresh cock. Martin
was just about to sit down when the young paperboy came
back into the toilet and stood outside the cubicle.

"Just like the bus service," he thought, "None for ages
then two come along at once!" "Well he’ll just have to
wait his turn."

There was another surprise in store for him, however.
He heard a lot of movement outside and couldn’t see
what was happening. Suddenly he was aware of two people
in the next cubicle and realised his Uncle Jim had
taken the boy in with him. Risky at the best of times
but Jim was making no attempt to stop Martin from
seeing him. He obviously didn’t know it was Martin. He
saw Jim kneel down and take the young lad’s jeans down,
followed by his little tight white boxers. The cock
sprung up to almost right angles to the boy’s smooth
stomach and Jim took the cock down and put it in his
mouth.

He looked at the hole for approval and saw Martin’s
eye. He continued to suck and then pushed the boy’s
cock to the hole for Martin. The cock came through and
Martin swallowed its entire length easily. As he
sucked, he saw his Uncle’s cock slip in between the
boy’s legs and push back and forth. The boy pulled back
and Martin quickly slipped his seven inches through. He
felt cold tentative fingers on it, and then he felt
firmer fingers cup his balls. A delicate little mouth
then swallowed the tip and then most of the length. The
boy was sucking him.

This was just too much! When he pulled back, he saw his
Uncle fully drop his cotton trousers and white briefs
and then turn round on the boy. He took something from
his pocket and handed it to the boy then spread
something on his hole.

"He wants the lad to fuck him," Martin thought.

Jim bent over. Martin watched as the boy easily
slipped into Jim’s rectum. It was then that Martin
realised this had been a prearranged meet and was
probably not the first time. He wondered if the boy was
a friend of his cousin, Ray.

The boy gripped Jim’s hips and started to thrust. Jim
was in ecstasy! Martin stroked his cock and watched the
pale white cock disappear into Jim’s quite hairy hole
and suddenly realised he wanted to do it. He hoped that
Jim wouldn’t cum. The boy stopped and pulled his cock
out, in true porn movie style and started to wank.

Jim turned to face him and bent down just as the boy
started to spray a fine jet of thin cum. One, two,
three the four jets came out with such f***e that it
hit Jim’s face and hair, running quickly down onto his
chin and the toilet floor. The little lad dressed
quickly and whispered something about "next week"
before leaving.

Martin quickly tapped the hole and Jim’s cock came
through. He took it easily. The skin was folded back to
expose a red head and the cock was rock hard. He pulled
the skin back further and gently licked around the head
before swallowing the bulbous lump completely. He heard
a groan from the other side. Martin gave a lot of
sucking pleasure and each time Jim’s cock started to
get really firm, he stopped to a groan from the other
side.

However Martin had something in mind. It was obvious
that the Uncle he had sucked off a few years ago had
moved on in his need for same sex fun and Martin wanted
a bit of the action. He took his mouth off the cock and
put his arm through the hole as far as he could. He
gripped his Uncle’s bare hips and started to turn him
so that his butt was facing the hole. Jim quickly got
the idea and started to back on to the hole.

Martin wanked his cock a little and started to push against
the already slippery hole and met little resistance
since there had been some opening of it just a few
minutes before. Jim backed hard on to Martin’s cock and
took its full length quite quickly.

"He has done this before," thought Martin.

Martin started to fuck in time with his Uncle’s
movements. The bum hole pushed as Martin thrust and he
heard Jim start to groan on the other side. Martin
didn’t care about noise now and was so far gone nothing
was going to stop him.

"I’m fucking my Uncle, fucking my Uncle, fucking my
Uncle," was the thought passing through his head in
time with his thrusts and it took no more than 3-4
minutes before the cum churned and then f***ed it’s way
out so painfully he thought he was going to pass out.
He heard Jim cum on the other side of the partition
before both guys separated and collapsed.

The face came down to the hole and tried to look up at
Martin, but he kept back just enough.

"Do you come here often on a Tuesday?" he asked.

"Yes," said Martin.

"OK, I’ll look out for you," Said Jim.

**

So now a few weeks later, Martin sat in the toilet
reminiscing on all these events and the incident with
his Uncle. He plotted a way of taking things a little
further. He had other plans for his Uncle Jim and would
wait for the right time to implement them.

Over the next days, he kept looking out for the
paperboy but as he didn’t always do his home area, it
was about four weeks after the event before he did.
When he saw him he had almost finished his round.
Martin walked up to him.

"Do you always like sticking your cock up men," he
asked boldly.

The boy’s jaw dropped. "What do you mean?" he said.

"I was in Kingston Park toilets when you were with that
man a few weeks ago and you sucked my cock."

The boy’s face flushed.

"Would you like to have sex with both of us?" he asked.

"Eh... yes – I would," the boy responded.

"Do you still deliver his paper?" Martin asked.

When the boy confirmed that he did, Martin developed a
plan. He suggested to the boy that he delay delivery
the following week until 5.00 pm when he knew his Uncle
Jim would be home (he was always in about one hour
ahead of his wife), he should hand the paper over and
say that he would really like to meet him the following
Tuesday evening in Kingston Park toilets after dark and
when the park was closed.

Martin explained to the boy how to get in once the gate
was shut and told him he should tell Jim. He also told
the boy to say that he was meeting another young guy
there and it would be fun if they all had sex together.
He arranged to meet the boy the following Friday to
check out what had happened.

The lad was there ahead of Martin and with a broad
smile, said that Jim had taken it hook, line and sinker
and was horny as Hell for a threesome with two young
lads. Martin explained that he would be in the park
around 8.00pm which was after dark and the boy should
come in around 8.15pm so that they were both ahead of
Jim.

Well Tuesday came. Martin had been stiff all afternoon.
He got to the toilet shortly after the park closed. It
was pretty well sealed and few people could or would go
in after dark but the little hole in the fence at the
back of the park in a quiet side street allowed Martin
his access. There was no one around and he quickly made
his way to the toilet. It was almost a blackout in
there but the dim glow from surrounding street lights
gave enough vision for him to see what was happening.
He went in the cubicle and waited.

The lad came in just five minutes later, obviously
keen. Martin said, "Hi."

The young lad said his name was Sean and was really
cute. He had a pair of tight faded denims, white t-
shirt and a denim jacket. His small frame fitted really
tightly into the denims and a small lunch box was
visible at the front. Martin felt him and found a very
stiff cock. Martin kissed him. The boy was resistant,
then his mouth opened to receive Martin’s tongue.
Martin didn’t want to take him too far before Jim
arrived.

They both heard the footsteps outside and Jim entered.
Martin stayed in the darkness of the shadows so that,
though Jim could see he was there, he hoped he couldn’t
quite make out who it was.

"Hi guys," He said softly.

"Hi," both voices said in unison.

"Looking for fun?" asked Jim.

"Yes," both voices said again.

The young lad, who Martin now knew as Sean, moved
forward towards Jim and wrapped his hands around his
waist. Martin saw his opportunity and stood behind Jim,
pressing his rising cock against Jim’s denim clad
buttocks. As Sean kissed Jim, Martin’s hands went round
to Jim’s front and started to unclip his belt. He then
undid the studs on Jim’s fly and let his jeans drop.
The shorts went next and Jim’s sizeable uncut cock
sprang into Martin’s hands. He nuzzled Jim’s neck and
gripped the cock firmly wanking it up and down.

Martin let his own jeans slide down and quickly pushed
his cock between Jim’s legs. A gasp of pleasure came
from Jim who still faced forward. Martin knew he would
have to reveal himself at some time but he wanted to be
well past the point of no return when he did. Young
Sean had dropped his pants and was kneeling in front of
Jim sucking his cock while Martin held it in place for
him. His fingers danced along the shaft and entered
little Sean’s mouth along with Jim’s cock. Jim pulled
his cock out and swivelled round quickly.

Martin thought he was to be revealed but Jim dropped to
his knees and took Martin’s full shaft into his mouth.
He cupped his balls and expertly sucked along the
length. Not to be beaten, little Sean scuttled round
and shared Martin’s cock with him, licking his balls as
he went. As Jim stood up, Martin turned round to expose
his hole and Jim took the hint, burying his tongue in
Martin’s hole.

Martin offered him a small tube of lubricant which he
quickly applied to Jim’s hole. Jim bent double to allow
the young lad to be at the right height and Sean
entered him in one quick push without any preamble.
Martin again offered Jim his cock so that he had a cock
in both ends. Sean’s cock was small but incredibly hard
as he fucked the older man while holding his hips.

"Don’t cum," Warned Martin.

Sean withdrew and Martin quickly replaced him.

He, too, wasted no time in entering Jim and, judging
from the sharp intake of breath, Sean’s fucking had
not quite loosened Jim up enough for the entry of
Martin’s larger and thicker cock.

Martin fucked violently, holding Jim in place while he
thrust his large cock in and out of his uncle’s arse.
Sean slipped round behind and before Martin knew what
was happening, the little runt had stuck his dick up
Martin’s rear. It was brick hard and Martin felt it go
into him. He lowered his position to make entry easier
and all three started a rhythm of fucking. Martin was
really close to cumming but had one last pleasure in
store.

He pulled his cock out and Sean’s fell out at the same
time. He gripped Sean and both went round to Jim who
was still kneeling on the ground with his cock in hand
both boys started wanking into Jim’s face. Jim was in
heaven facing the two cocks as they bounced up and down.

Sean came first with a spray of thin cum which jetted
at least four times straight into Jim’s face and mouth.
Sean was still spurting as Martin’s load joined him
with a mighty and f***eful spurt straight into Jim’s
mouth then on to his cheeks. The cum was pouring over
Jim’s chin and on to the floor.

Martin lifted Jim’s chin and pressed his lips to Jim’s
tasting the cum mixture as he kissed him deeply. He
felt Jim tense as he shot his own load on to the floor
and then slumped.

Little Sean was already dressed and on his way out as
Martin started to pull up his jeans. He thought that
perhaps he should slip away without being recognised.
At that moment Jim looked up as he wiped the cum off
his face with tissue and a look of horror crossed his
face as the shadowy light lit up Martin.

"Hi Uncle Jim," Martin said breezily.

"Oh my God," was the reply.

"You ARE a great fuck," said Martin. "Want to try me
next time?"

Both dressed in silence and as they walked out of the
toilet together and Jim tried to make excuses, Martin
calmed him and brought him up to speed with their
previous encounters. This silenced Jim.

By the time they were on the way towards Jim’s then
Martin’s house, they were already making arrangements
for the next meeting. This time Martin would be on the
receiving end – and he was!

They met from time to time and little Sean popped in
for the odd service too but, probably for the best,
Martin took a job in Germany which took him away from
home so their little relationship lasted only about 6
months.

Kingston Park entrance now boasts a newly refurbished
toilet block and the old one is a gardener’s storage
shed. The memories are still in Martin’s head and the
glory hole days are now of the past. Still Germany has
offered Martin a sex life to look forward to rather
than back, but nothing will ever take away the erotic
memories of Kingston Park.

END