CHAPTER 20 BEN & NICK PARK TOILETS
It was a hot summer's day and I was out running. Every Saturday, my route took me from the suburban areas of where I lived, through woodland and parks. It was when I was running that I would regularly pass a small public toilet. There had always been stories of things going on in the men's and I would often let my mind wander as I ran, fantasising about gay encounters. However, I hadn't given it any real serious consideration and just let it be another of my dirty fantasies. However, on this day, I actually needed a piss so jogged down the path through the bushes and trees and came to the secluded toilet. Entering, it took a while before my eyes adjusted to the relative darkness compared to the bright sunlight outside. Inside, it was a sort of twilight, lit purely from whatever daylight managed to filter through the small and dirty windows high above the urinals.
I rushed over to the urinals and, fishing my penis out from my shorts and, let go a long stream of piss from my bursting bladder. It was only as I finished that I realised there was a tall man at the end urinal. In my haste I had not spotted him when I enter the toilet. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him looking in my direction. Somewhat innocently, I turned as I rearranged my shorts and our eyes met. He glanced down and my eyes automatically followed. Turning to face me I then saw his erection jutting from his running shorts with two heavy balls hanging below. Caught by surprise, instead of looking away or leaving, I simply stared. It was erect, the big swollen head glistened moistly. His hand was wrapped around the shaft as he slowly eased it back and forth, the foreskin rolling over the head as he did so. A big drop of fluid emerged from the end and hung there, glistening in the light caste from the high window.
"Come here", he said authoritatively.
Without thinking, I felt my legs move me towards him as if hypnotised. As I stopped in front of him, he suddenly reached up and grabbed my hair with his right hand while his left swiftly covered my mouth. At this point, I came to my senses, but it was too late. His fingers had a tight hold on my hair as he forced my head down until my face was level with his swollen member. Two fingers of his left hand forced themselves into my mouth and he prised my teeth apart, opening my jaws until my mouth gaped and then he slid the swollen moist head of his cock between my lips.
"Don't try to shout or scream, just enjoy it, and don't bite me or I'll hurt you", he said, removing his fingers so that my lips wrapped around the head of his prick.
I tried to push away but his grip was too strong, preventing me from even moving my head. His scent was strong but not un-pleasant, I could smell soap, pre-cum, and his manly musk. He slowly eased his cock further in until the head hit the back of my mouth and then the top of my throat. I put my arms up, pressing my hands against his thighs trying to move my head back off his cock, but his grip was solid. He moaned and then started thrusting slowly back and forth. By now, I had given up resisting. It was obviously futile trying to pull away from his iron grip. Sensing this, he transferred his hands to either side of my head, steadying me while he settled into a rhythm, my saliva and his pre-cum lubricating the thrusts.
After what had seemed like ages, but probably only a couple of minutes. He said "Stop teasing me and take it right down your throat. You know you want it."
Not satisfied with his bell end increasingly banging against the back of my mouth, he held me firmly and pushed the head into my throat. This change of pace and the forceful way he thrust his cock into me broke the rhythm I had gotten used to. His cock pushed past my tonsils and filled my windpipe as his hands pulled my head inexorably to his base. I felt my neck stretching, and I fought the
urge to gag, but could not stop it. The gag reflex made me cough and retch. He pulled back a little, then pushed even more in, tears streamed down my cheek. He pulled out and I sucked in air and blinked a few times and ventured a look at him, but I didn't get past the slick shaft still jutting from my lips.
He pushed his cock back into my mouth and I tried again to resist. I brought my arms up to his waist but still he held me firm in his grip.
Spotting my wedding ring he mocks, "What's with the ring?!"
After a minute or so of face fucking, he pulled out, giving me another chance to catch my breath.
"Does your wife know you love sucking cock?"
"Of course not!" I gasp, just before he returns his cock into my mouth.
This time, swallowing as his cock got to the back of my mouth, I managed to take the remaining length down my throat.
"That's it. You've done this shit plenty of times, haven't you?"
I simply look up at him and keep bobbing my head up and down the length of his cock. I was now much more focused and prepared and knew what he wanted. This time I did it on my terms, swallowing his cock almost to the base. His dick did not move until I began to choke and gag.
When he withdrew he said, "Again," and thrust his dick deep.
I could feel his hairy balls resting hitting my chin and held off on gagging for much longer.
"Again." On the third time with his dick lodged in my throat, try became do and the gag did not come.
"You learn quick. I like that. Do your own thing, catch your breath and suck that cock."
As he raped my mouth, I not only got used to but was actually getting in to the feel of his cock sliding over my tongue.
In response I sucked and licked and got to know every minute detail of that dick. His cock had two striking veins the length of his shaft. They crossed paths in the middle making a little knot and changed sides. The shaft on the underside had a thick strong cord and the head was thick and mushroom shaped. My tongue darted in out of his deep piss/cum slit. He moaned in pleasure. I could taste his pre-cum and my desires grew.
But then I heard movement behind me and realised we were being watched by another man. He came over and grabbed both of my arms pulling them together behind me. At this point, I fell forward and the first man's cock was forced back into my throat. His cock stretched my throat open and his cock rammed a couple of inches into my gullet.
"That's it, throat rape the little slut", I heard a new voice, as the second man encouraged him. I was now held firmly by my head and wrists and couldn't struggle.
"Hang on a minute, let's strip him", he added and he grasped both my wrists in one hand and using the other dragged my tee shirt over my head. He then proceeded to tie my wrists together behind my back using my own tee shirt. The first man resumed his rape of my throat, slamming his swollen cock into my mouth.
The second man then pulled my shorts down to my ankles and raised one of my feet to free the shorts completely. This unbalanced me and I fell forward, impaling myself fully on the tool reaming my throat. Pubic hair was ground into my face as my throat accepted the full length.
"Yes, take it!", I heard the first man say and he started long dicking my throat to the hilt. I gasped for air and my breathing rasped noisily as I struggled to breathe around the thick shaft. At the same time I felt my buttocks being parted and a finger pushing into my hole. It was withdrawn and the second man spat onto my hole, reinserting the finger to the knuckle. Then a second finger was thrust in alongside stretching my hole open. The man spat a few more times as he worked my hole loosening it up.
Then he pulled out his fingers, kicked my legs apart and I felt his cockhead against my spittle wet hole. He held my hips and pushed his cock inside. His rough entry was initially painful, my groans being muted by the cock in my throat. The second man pushed and slowly forced his cock further and further in, deeper than I thought possible. Eventually, with one savage thrust his cock was in to the hilt, his pubic hair scratching against my buttocks.
"God his cunt is tight", he said.
"He's married", responded the first.
"Ha! Let's break him in as a pussy boy".
The second man started thrusting in and out, long smooth strokes that pulled my hole inside out on each exit stroke. Together they long dicked me both ends synchronising their strokes so that both ends were filled at the same time. I realised my only hope of surviving was to cooperate and try to relax both my throat and boy hole.
"He's starting to enjoy it", the guy fucking me, "I would love your wife to be here, to see you taking two cocks."
With a laugh, I heard the first guy say "He's letting you do him bareback?"
"Didn't give him a choice," replied the second, "but he wants it now, Just see how he's taking it and he's gonna get my spunk soon."
"Fuck, he's a cute young pussy boy, what's his cunt like?"
"Fucking tight".
"I'm gonna cum in a minute", the first man added. At the same time he sped up his thrusts and his shaft swelled even thicker and harder. He arched his back as he thrust fully in and held his cock right down my throat. I felt his balls constrict and his cock pulse as a stream of hot cum poured into my throat. Then he reached down out so that just his cockhead was in my mouth, holding it on my tongue as he continued pumping load after load.
"Good boy, swallow. That's it, you earned it." he said.
With thick spunk now filling my mouth, I urgently sought to swallow every last drop. After the final spurt of cum, I managed to gulp air into my lungs. He pulled out completely, wiping his cockhead on my lips. With his cock out of my mouth, only now did I become aware of the taste and aroma of his cum, that strangely sweet salty taste that I loved.
Still holding onto to his hips to steady myself, I simply looked at his magnificent and now softening cock directly in front of me.
"Hungry fucker, didn't spill a drop."
"He fucking loved it", said the guy fucking me. "and he's gonna get mine now",
I felt his sweat falling in droplets onto my body, the head of his cock now popping in and out of my hole. Then he starts thrusting deeper and harder into me.
"Oh my god, you have such a sweet ass."
He groans intensified and with one hard thrust pushed himself deep inside me. I felt his cock swell and pulse and his hot spunk shooting into my guts. Holding it there, he filled my hole, the hot spunk searing my tenderised insides. He let out one final long groan as he finished shooting his load. Pulling out, cool air caressed in my ravaged hole as slowly the muscles contracted, closing my ring. I could feel some cum oozing out of my hole and dribbled down my balls as well as a pleasantly slimy feeling inside my guts.
He slapped my ass, "You're a spirited and playful bitch aren't you?"
Both men put their cocks back into their shorts, sorted out their clothing and helped me up.
The guy who's cock I sucked and whose cum I could taste in my mouth gave me a quick kiss and told me how hot it had just been.
"Listen mate, you obviously loved it, gimme your number."
Without giving it any thought, I read out my number. He then pulled the front of his shorts down and took a photo of his cock and mailed it to me.
"Hope your wife doesn't see that!" he laughed, "When you are ready for more, get in touch."
Smiling, I said, "You fucker."
"I am Ben, by the way, and this is Nick. We are also married, so your secret is safe with us."
They then walked out, leaving me in the dim light of the toilet. I stood there for a while gathering my senses, then grabbed my clothing and pulled them back on. I went over to the sink and washed my face and then to the toilet to wipe the cum leaking from my arsehole.
Cleaned up, I headed out from the toilet into the sunlight outside. After a while, I started to jog, the exercise helping my arse feel less sore from the brutal fucking I had just received.
As I jogged, my mind kept replaying what had just happened and I smiled to myself.
That was hot.
I loved being used.
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