As soon as he was done, I had a sudden overwhelming sensation of shame and embarrassment, so I immediately got up and bolted out of the restroom in the same way I had the previous week. Without looking back I was over the mound and back out on the main road again.
WOW, my cock was throbbing inside my pants as I skipped home. As soon as I got in, I made a beeline for the stairs and jumped straight under the shower, keeping up the ruse that I’d been swimming, but also feeling like I needed to wash off the feeling of shame that had engulfed me.
***
The next week, I repeated my new favourite activity and was treated to another bellyful of man jizz the following Wednesday afternoon. During the rest of the week it’s all I could think about, I had the image of this wonderfully hefty sausage in my mind from dusk ’til dawn. I couldn’t believe that my first ever cock could be such a perfect specimen. I was really being spoiled. I even started to fantasise about what else I could do with this man. Was I ready to let a man deflower my asshole? I dreamt about what his body must be like under those baggy jogging pants and that anorak. He looked so unassuming, but with a monster cock like that I was sure he had to have the body to match.
The following week was the last one I had off before I would have to go back to swim practice – at least until I could come up with another convincing excuse to get out of it. Sometimes Coach did practise on Thursdays and I was trying to figure out a way to get him to change. Wednesday rolled round quickly again and – at least for the time being – it seemed like it would be the last one I had free for a little while. As soon as class was out, I headed for the park, and didn’t waste any time getting into my spot behind the glory hole.
I wondered if I could leave the man a message on his side of the cubicle – but what would I say? A thousand ideas ran through my head before I heard his footsteps enter the men’s toilets. A moment later the cock was back where it belonged, hanging through the hole in the partition wall. I glared at it, reaching up and taking it in both hands, I pulled it gently towards me until the man’s body was flush against the wall in the next cubicle and I admired the sheer length and girth of his penis for a moment. It easily filled up both of my hands, and felt wonderfully heavy. Once it was rock hard in front of me, I set to work again massaging and sucking it with my mouth, lips and tongue; doing my utmost to drain every last drop of cum that he had in him.
When finally, the jizz had been shot down my eagerly-awaiting throat, I coughed and waited. Usually this was when I rushed out and disappeared into nothingness, but this time I knew this could potentially be the last for a while. I hadn’t had time to write him a message, and we had only exchanged glances once that very first time on the path. I couldn’t resist an overwhelming urge to see him again. I was nervous, but I did my best to bring a warm smile to my face, waiting patiently while I heard him take a piss and put his junk away in the next cubicle. When I was sure I heard him unlatching the bolt of his cubicle door – the signal I was waiting for – I did the same on my side too. I pulled back the door and stepped out of the cubicle to meet him face on.
As I turned to smile though, I instantly knew something wasn’t right. The man before me was too tall to be the anorak man. Slowly, I brought my eyes up to a familiar figure, as my smile almost instantly disappeared and I felt the blood drain from my face. The nervous trembling came back as I looked up in horror at the man exiting the next cubicle and it immediately dawned on me; over the past several weeks I had been sucking my own father’s huge cock.
My dad was strict but only occasionally got angry, yet I could see that he was livid. The anger on his face was clear as he looked furiously down at me.
‘GET HOME IMMEDIATELY!!!’ he bellowed loudly, pointing towards the door.
I was frozen for a moment, but I knew from the look of rage in his eyes that I needed to shift myself pretty quick. I darted past him sheepishly and ran as fast as my legs could carry me – straight home and hid myself in my bedroom.