It started off as many of my days do - frustration. I'd gone to the ABS to play only to have it be dead. I did have a bit of fun with one guy that I'd never seen before but he couldn't complete the deal. No load from him.
It was early enough in the day that I went home and chilled - figuring I'd go back later. What to do on a weekend afternoon? Time enough for a walk and a nap before I went back to try my luck again. So I grabbed my mp3 player and set off thru my local park with it's long paved walking path. The afternoon was warm and I was getting a rumble of thunder in the distance. As I walked thru the park I noticed it was quiet for an afternoon - just a couple of guys hitting a tennis ball and some brothers shooting hoops on the adjointing court.
I got a way down the trail and the sprinkles started and the thunder got louder - guess it was time to beat a retreat to the house. I only made it back to about the courts when it really let loose. So over to the restroom I headed, looking to get under the eve for some cover. As I stood there watching it rain I noticed that several cars were still in the lot - but none of the guys I'd noticed earlier. This restroom is one of the massive limestone block suckers built in the 30's I presume. Years ago I'd played with a couple of guys there early morning wise - but hadn't checked it out for a long time. I could hear people talking as I wandered closer to the door - "you know you wanna suck our dicks boy". Well heck that sounded like exactly what I'd been in the mood for - so I opened the door and said - "if he doesn't I sure do!"
What I saw suprised me. One of the tennis boys and several of the ball players were stroking and the smallest of the brothers was kinda bewildered at all the cocks arrayed in front of him.
Rest to follow
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