I grew up in Gwinnett County, a rural area north of Atlanta, where plowland was being converted into neighborhoods. About 10 naut mi away was a state owned park called gem Mountain. The parkland was created around a with child exposed granite mount with a boastfully confederate craving on the front. It took about 40 proceedings to climb the 1.3-mile farseeing path to the top. The park had an antebellum theme with a lot of hiking visitation, campgrounds and rustic picnic area. One of the independent attraction was the old locomotive engine that went around the 4.5-mile substructure of the mountain.

A few time I rode my bike to the parking area with some friends. It was an all day outing where we stopped a place called Ivey 's to get Bar-B-Que for lunch and would drown in the lake at the parking area, and then try to get dwelling before dinner party. When I turned 16, it was a big deal to drive to the park on weekends and `` motor '' around on the backside of the mountain in the afternoon with Friend - almost like cruising scene in the motion picture American Graffiti.

One Saturday before heading home, I went into the restroom at the front of mint near the train depot while my friends waited outside. The restroom had a tenacious urinal trough, and four wooden stalls. I went to the finis kiosk and peed, but I noticed a peephole. It sounded like the guy on the other side was standing up to finish, so I peeked into the early position and I saw a guy 's hindquarters as he was pressing against the wall other side. Not knowing what a gloryhole was at the meter, I was really confused. I expected to see him wipe his ass. I remember sitting down and peeking under the stall and surely enough, he was standing up. I could also see the guy in the first stall was peeking under too. I jerked my straits up, I zipped up and joined my friends outside.

I had been sucking stopcock for over a year at a local ballpark, and the park only had a single stalling, with no urinal in the men 's way. I found guys to take in by hanging around and watching men go into the woods. I had never met anyone out of that setting, so I was very inexperienced with cruising in a different environment. I thought about what I had seen over the next week and decided to check it out the next fourth dimension I was at the park. I drove out early the next Saturday -- without any friends -- and went to the men 's room. The park was meddlesome and there were a lot of guys coming and out of the

men 's room. I looked and the again last stalling was open, so I went in. As I dropped my pants I looked through the eyehole and I could see the guy in the following carrel jacking off. He had a really haired gumshoe with black hair. He was cupping his balls. I could see the sales booth wall on the other position of him had a magnanimous hole cut into it. Suddenly I figured out that the

man I had seen the previous weekend was sticking his dick through the hole. Then guy next to me leaned forward and looked through the cakehole at his other neighbour. I guess he was in his early 40's.

I was so severe and horny, stroking my shaft like crazy, when the man in the sales booth next to me suddenly looked through the spyhole at me. I jerked my head back and covered up. I glanced back at the eyehole, and I could tell he was still watching me. The guy placed his hand under my kiosk and rub my leg. I felt a bolt of electricity shoot through my body. Then his hired man reached up beside my leg and I heard his susurration, `` let me meet it ''. I slipped to the side and squatted down and his fingers gripped the head of my cock. I came immediately in his hand ! And then I bolted out of there !

I thought about what happened and I sat down at a field day tabular array and watched people come and go. It was so officious at that time of day. I left and motored on the backside of the park, pulling into a park blank space and hanging out with friends for a while. individual had smuggled in some beers, so we drink for a while and after a few 60 minutes I had a buzz and the motivation to pee really badly. I said bye to my friend and beat back back to the railroad train terminus convenience. By this time thing had slowed as menage were leaving the parking area. I went into the men 's and the second gear stall was open.

hoot, there were prominent holes in each rampart ! I got an instant hard-on. Immediately my neighbors were looking through and I was covering up, being scared. Then one guy stood up and I could see his tough cock. It was uncut, and I had never seen an rough cock before. somebody came in the men 's room and he sat down, but I leaned forward and I could see him jacking off. I looked over at my former neighbor and he was jacking off too. Soon the public convenience was pipe down and the guy in the first sales booth stuck his finger through the fix. I had no idea what he wanted, but eventually my other neighbor stood up again and placed his dick at the possibility of the hole. I was flower with turmoil as I stared at it and I reached my finger through the hole and touched it. He stuck his turncock all the way into the kettle of fish. I grabbed it, but I was watching the early hole to see what my neighbor would do. He was whispering for me to draw it, and man, did I want to ! So I put his cock in lip and started sucking him.

I liked his cock, but I was n't sure if I should do anything different because he was uncut. After a minute I knew I was doing the mighty thing as he came in my mouth. I was so turned on sucking his pecker, knowing my neighbor was watching. I sucked him until he was balmy, then he skinned the dick to reveal the head and I licked it clean. He left and the man in the world-class stall moved to the 3rd booth. He stood in front of the hole, pulled his peter and stuck it through. I do n't remember anything about his shaft, but I do commemorate sucking him off and swallowing his cum. I could n't believe I sucked two older dick back-to-back. When he left I was by myself, so I jacked off and drove home.

Over the succeeding mates of geezerhood I went to that men 's room many clip. I started getting sucked just as practically as I was sucking guys. I sucked a lot of older guys, married cat with family line waiting for them, and guys my age. I sucked one guy while his young Thomas Kyd waited outside the stall. His was talking to his children while I sucked him to a climax. I met a guy who rode his wheel to the park ( he only lived a couples of naut mi away ), and we had sex 30 or 35 times. He had a prissy, magnanimous cock for his age. He liked getting sucked while being watched. Sometimes we would go to a plain and 69. Sometimes he would fuck me, both of us bare-ass naked, laying on a blanket screwing like crazy. This was the Same field of operations where I would fuck missy from my school.

I remember one night I was in there by myself ( by then all of the doors had been removed from the kiosk ) when this nicely dressed, good looking guy came in, looked in my stall and went to the stall future to me. He pulled out the fattest cock I had ever seen, it just barely made it through the hole and I started sucking it immediately. But after a minute or so, he pulled out, zipped up and left without coming. Then I heard his car driveway off. I wanted his cum so badly, but he was gone !

About the metre I was graduating from high schoolhouse, the common closed that men 's room and opened another inside the new power train depot. No gloryholes and no cruising. But I met an old man one night, probably in his mid 60 's, who had left his wife and family watching the leper show held during the summer. Somehow I knew he wanted a bj, and I followed him as he walked over to a breeze tabular array in a non-white area. He sat down and I started sucking his dick. I still call back his pecker being extremely voiceless, with dark pubes and probably 6.5 '' long. I sucked him until he came in my mouth. He said he had to get back to his family, and I thought he was going to go out, but he sat there and mentioned how much he enjoyed the blowjob and he thought he could come again. I asked him to fuck me, and I lay down on the picnic table. I remember he felt so beneficial, and he kissed me -- something I liked but nearly men did n't like kissing. I held his ass and we kissed, and he pumped me until he came. He kept fucking me while I jacked off. Then he went back to his category. This was one of my front-runner fucks for a long clock time .