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, ped, 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
children 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 West
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. 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
wasnt 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
Martins little space had been left untouched. It was
in the part of the park which was locked at night.

Kingston Park had a large toilet 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 was deeper into the park where the
original toilets were. The ladies toilets were rarely
used and did not have soap or even toilet paper. Any
ladies with an eye for hygiene would make the 5 minute
walk to the main gate. Attached and equally well hidden
were the gents toilets.

There were 3 urinals and 2 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 wasnt 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
persons 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 mall to buy cds. 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 mates. One was taken to buy some new clothes by
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 didnt 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 mall 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 hadnt even crossed Martins mind that
others might have the same idea as him. All he saw was
the bottom half of someones legs as they stood at the
toilet 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!!!

Martins breath came in short gasps and he leaned
further forward.

"My God what a big cock."

He couldnt guess the size but assumed it to be nearly
twice his but it was thick too.

"Its growing in the mans hand! Its hard! God, maybe
hell wank himself and Ill 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
mans fly front along with his cock. The cock came
straight through the hole and curved upwards into
Martins space. He gasped and just looked.

The cock stuck obscenely upwards and pulsed like some
living thing. 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 Christs 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 someones pee stick?"

He gripped it firmly and started to wank as thought it
was his own. This wonderful big brute had veins with
hot blood 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, Martins 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, its a kid.!

His cock stayed there untouched for a minute and he
wasnt sure what to do. Suddenly a 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 forced 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 Martins 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 mans cum. There was just so much of
it running off the tip and up to his lightly haired
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 wasnt 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 didnt 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
didnt really mind as his mum had some shopping to do
and his dad was meeting some mates for a drink in the
local pub to plan some five a side football match.

It hadnt 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 guys cocks peeing at the stalls.

There wasnt 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 didnt 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
boys 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 10.
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 mans 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 "Kids, 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 mans cock was rising under
his hands. He waited still. The man pulled his hands
away and a beautiful male organ sprang into site. 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 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 Martins 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 Martins 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 Martins 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 mans 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 wasnt 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 wasnt 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. 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 dads younger
brother! Better still, his uncle didnt know. The
fright turned to questions in Martins head. Was his
uncle gay or was he just randy. Did he like boys? Did
he fancy Martins friends? Then Martin realised his
cock was stiff again. He couldnt leave anyway so
thought he would wait a little longer.

Martin was shocked. He hadnt 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 brother 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 didnt 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 30s
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 didnt move. After the lad
had finished, he noticed that fathers 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 dads
cock at one time, more out of curiosity than anything
else. The guy actually let him. Martin hadnt even got
hard!

He tapped the hole and Martin wandered if he should.
The guys 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.

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

Without warning, the guy stood up and pushed a 6 inch
cock through to Martin. Martin may have had principles
but a stiff cock is a stiff cock and after thinking for
about 30 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 to
swallow to stop choking. He pulled his mouth off just
in time to take three hard jets straight in the face.
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 wasnt 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
wasnt 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. Martins 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 didnt 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