Amusement Park Adventure 1
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“I don’t want to use the ladies room,” I whined to my mother, “I am old enough to go on my own.” I demanded that Saturday at the amusement park.
“Well you get in there and take care of you business, I don’t want to have to come in there after you,” she scolded. “I will be over there on the bench waiting.”
I scurried into the restroom to poop, I had not gone before we left home and mom had scolded me about that as well. The place stunk of dried pee and I raced to the last stall and hurried to drop my pants and deposit a load. I was no sooner in the stall with my feet swinging in the air when I heard noises in the next stall. I saw high top tennis shoes and then black leather shoes.
My 10 year old curiosity was about more than I could stand as I sat there silently listening. “Get those pants down, bend over, and grab the pipes an older voice said. I noticed a hole in the metal stall wall and leaned forward and pressed my eye to it. I saw the younger guy push his cut off jeans down and was surprised he was naked under them.
I knew all about cocks, we’d talk about boners at school and thought we were so wise. Well this younger guy had a boner all right, it was skinny and looked a lot like mine. He bent over and the older voice stepped close to him, unbuckled his belt and opened his pants. He pulled out what was the biggest cock I had ever seen.
He had course dark hair all over and he pulled on his cock and it started to get stiff. He ran his hairy hand over the boys butt and then I heard him spit and his wet hand came into view and he smeared it all over the boys crack. The man’s cock was getting hard, I watched it get stiff and bob around as he was messing with the guys butt.
His cock got long and skinny and he took hold of it and ran it up and down the boys butt. I had never seen or heard of anything like this and remained glued to the hole. The man stopped running his cock up and down and then seemed to push towards the boy and I heard the boy say “owww, fuck that hurts.” I knew the word fuck, my friends and I said it all the time. We had no idea what it meant but we knew it was naughty to say it.
“I told you to keep your mouth shut you little cunt. If you want the money shut your fucking mouth,” he said as I saw him move his hips and some of his cock vanished. “Spread em wide Buckaroo cus this cowboy needs some ass,” and the boy moved his hands and pulled his butt apart.
I could see now, the skinny boys butt had the man’s cock sticking in it and then the man pushed and it went in all the way. The boy groaned and moved his hands back to the pipe. I noticed the boys cock was hard and pointed towards the toilet as the man started pushing in and out of him. “I knew you’d be a tight fuck, I just love your ass, you and I are going to be good friends,” he said as he started moving faster.
The man had his big hairy hands on the boys hips and he made a slapping sound each time he would push all the way into him. Then the man groaned and stopped and whispered, “I’m cumming, oh fuck yeah, can you feel that boy?” The boy didn’t answer and after a bit the man pulled his cock out of the boy and something thick and white shot out of the tip and landed on the boys back.
“Had to get one shot on your back you little cunt,” he said and suddenly I sneezed. I held my hand over my nose as I pulled away from the metal divider and I heard the man say, “who the fuck is that?” I stood up having not yet done my business and yanked my pants up. Suddenly the door burst open and a tall man stood in the door with his hairy cock hanging out of his pants.
“You better keep your mouth shut you little sneak or you’ll get some of this,” he said as he wagged his limp greasy cock at me. I was backed into the corner and started crying as he pulled his pants shut and turned. I saw folding money hit the floor in the stall with the boy and there were footsteps out the door. I ran out of the bathroom and found my mom.
“Did you go?” she asked.
“No,” I said, “someone came in and I was scared.”
“I told you mister, come with me,” and she took me into the ladies room and pushed me in the stall. “Get it done so we can finish the amusement park,” she said in a voice of displeasure but I knew she wasn’t that angry.
Now 9 years later I am standing outside that same public restroom in anticipation of a meeting I set up a few days ago. During that 9 years I learned what happened in that stall, the man was paying for anal sex with the younger guy. I never knew how old he was but the fact that he had no hair on his legs told me much younger than he should have been to be engaged in selling his ass.
I never saw the man again and during that 9 years since I witnessed that event I had only had one sexual encounter. It was a summer camp when I was 14. We all had bed rolls in an old log cabin at the park and were lying s**ttered around the one big room. The conversation started about girls at the camp next door and then the stories about who got to what base with which girl started.
I assumed most of it was bragging because I never saw anyone with one of the girls. But as the conversation was dying down a little I could hear what I knew was jerking off going on. I had found out about jerking off and orgasms and loved the release. But for some reason I couldn’t even get hard, I suspect because all the talk was of girls. On every occasion since I had my first orgasm my jerk off images were of that man fucking that boy.
The boy next to me was really going at it and I heard him groan and it sounded just like that guy in the stall when the mad was fuckin him. I listened as his fist would smack his pelvis and wondered how long it would take him to cum. It didn’t take long and the sound stopped and he moaned and I am sure filled his hand full.
I felt like I was all alone in that room, all that jerking off and I lay there with no erection. I had pulled my shorts down trying to get hard but to no avail. Then the boy next to me shuffled across the floor and I felt his hand slide under my blanket and cup my cock and balls. “did you finish?” he asked.
I didn’t move and then his hand did and within a half a minute I was hard. I loved the feeling of a hand that was not mine there and I tried to image the hairy man doing it. “Is it okay if I do this?” he whispered.
“Yes,” I whispered, and he did continue. He jerked me slowly at first and then he ran his hands around my balls and up across my pubic area. “You don’t have much hair,” he whispered as he went back to jerking my cock. I didn’t then and don’t now have a big cock. But I get hard and my mushroom tip is much bigger than my shaft and I felt his finger rubbing over the rip of my tip and shuddered.
“Tell me when you are going to cum, I will catch it,” he whispered and that is all it took, I moan softly and said, “now.” I felt his hand cup my tip making a fist and as I spurted in his hand he flexed his hand milking every drop out of me. My breathing was ragged and the orgasm hit me harder than I had ever felt. Then it passed and I felt his hand pull away.
Then in a moment he said, “Yours tastes sweet, mine is all salty.” I had thought about tasting my cum but as soon as my orgasm hit I would put it out of my mind.
But as that boy was jerking me all I could think of was the hairy man fucking that boy and I wanted to know if it felt as good as I imagined it must. So I met a guy on a porn site and we exchanged stories and then he asked for a picture. I had a few cock pictures on my profile and he wanted more, private pictures.
I sent him a couple showing my slim body and I told him I shaved all the time. He said he liked how I looked and sent me pictures of his body. He was covered in thick black hair and his cock wasn’t huge but when he was hard it curved up and his head was so prominent and looked like a crown on top of his shaft.
He asked if I wanted to meet and I told him I had never been with anyone in this way. He knew about the boy jerking me off and my story about the bathroom. So I got brave and said, “I want to do it in that same bathroom at the amusement park.
“What do you want?” He asked in the text box, jerk off, blow jobs, or anal?”
“I want you to fuck me in the ass, just like my memory. No talking, no kissing or anything else. I want to walk into that stall, drop my pants, and spread my cheeks for you. Can you do that?” I asked.
“Do you want money,” he asked.
“No,” I said, “I am not selling you my ass, I am going to give you my anal cherry.”
He accepted and since we hadn’t shared face pictures (I refused when he asked) I said I’d be wearing a white cowboy hat and standing by the bench across from the restroom. I saw him coming the minute he came within site. He was taller than I expected but skinny and I would guess almost 60 years old. I didn’t care about the age.
He walked towards me and smiled, I nodded and walked straight to the restroom, peeked in to make sure it was empty, and then walked into the second from the last stall. The stalls had been painted and there were no holes like there were before. I was wearing loose shorts and no underwear, just like the boy 9 years ago.
I heard him walking towards the stall and dropped my shorts and bent over as he stepped in. “I am Stan,” he started to say. “No talking,” I said and reached around and spread my cheeks. I had applied lube to my ass when I first checked out the restroom and was ready to lose my virginity and replay that memory of so many years ago.
I heard him unbuckle and then his hands were on my ass. I felt his fingers slide up and down my ass and stop, he pushed his middle finger into me and I grunted. I had practiced relaxing and pushing things in my ass so I knew what it took to be penetrated. He pulled his finger out and I felt it. His cock pressed against my ass, it was still point up from the feel of it. He backed off and I felt him slide his tip down my crack.
It felt just like I imagined. He had the power, he was in charge and I was only going to be a vessel for him to dump his cum. He stopped with his tip against my rose bud. He said nothing as he pressed against me, I grunted as he passed into me. It felt much bigger than I thought. I felt his hairy legs against mine when he bent his knees and buried his cock in my ass in one thrust.
It nearly knocked the wind out of me as he bottomed out. His balls hit mine and I let go of my ass and touched his balls, they were thick with hair and huge in my hand. I grabbed the pipes in front of me, just like the boy did. And he began forceful deliberate thrusts into me. The only sound in the restroom was the muffled sound of the merry go round music and his thighs slapping against my ass.
My cock was hard and I looked down. I had my legs spread and I could see his heavy balls swinging as he rammed into me. My balls had shrunk up tight in my sack and my cock felt like it would explode when he’d hit my prostate. I lost track of time, it seemed like he would never cum. But then her started fast short thrusts into me and I knew what would happen. Just as he banged into me for the last time before he unloaded in me my cock started throbbing and my cum shot out of me hitting the toilet rim. I had never cum so hard and the feeling of him filling my ass full of his old man spunk was beyond description.
I knew now what that boy felt 9 years ago when the man filled his cunt full. This guy was filling mine the same way and I knew we’d both be a mess when we were done. Then it was over, he pulled out and I felt his cum leaking out of my gaping ass hole. He stepped back and I heard him close up his pants and as I looked between my legs I saw a hundred dollar bill hit the floor.
He was gone and I was hooked forever, the imprinting on my 10 year old mine was completed in this moment. The old guy had fucked me with no emotion, no hesitation, filled me with his semen and left without a word.
“I don’t want to use the ladies room,” I whined to my mother, “I am old enough to go on my own.” I demanded that Saturday at the amusement park.
“Well you get in there and take care of you business, I don’t want to have to come in there after you,” she scolded. “I will be over there on the bench waiting.”
I scurried into the restroom to poop, I had not gone before we left home and mom had scolded me about that as well. The place stunk of dried pee and I raced to the last stall and hurried to drop my pants and deposit a load. I was no sooner in the stall with my feet swinging in the air when I heard noises in the next stall. I saw high top tennis shoes and then black leather shoes.
My 10 year old curiosity was about more than I could stand as I sat there silently listening. “Get those pants down, bend over, and grab the pipes an older voice said. I noticed a hole in the metal stall wall and leaned forward and pressed my eye to it. I saw the younger guy push his cut off jeans down and was surprised he was naked under them.
I knew all about cocks, we’d talk about boners at school and thought we were so wise. Well this younger guy had a boner all right, it was skinny and looked a lot like mine. He bent over and the older voice stepped close to him, unbuckled his belt and opened his pants. He pulled out what was the biggest cock I had ever seen.
He had course dark hair all over and he pulled on his cock and it started to get stiff. He ran his hairy hand over the boys butt and then I heard him spit and his wet hand came into view and he smeared it all over the boys crack. The man’s cock was getting hard, I watched it get stiff and bob around as he was messing with the guys butt.
His cock got long and skinny and he took hold of it and ran it up and down the boys butt. I had never seen or heard of anything like this and remained glued to the hole. The man stopped running his cock up and down and then seemed to push towards the boy and I heard the boy say “owww, fuck that hurts.” I knew the word fuck, my friends and I said it all the time. We had no idea what it meant but we knew it was naughty to say it.
“I told you to keep your mouth shut you little cunt. If you want the money shut your fucking mouth,” he said as I saw him move his hips and some of his cock vanished. “Spread em wide Buckaroo cus this cowboy needs some ass,” and the boy moved his hands and pulled his butt apart.
I could see now, the skinny boys butt had the man’s cock sticking in it and then the man pushed and it went in all the way. The boy groaned and moved his hands back to the pipe. I noticed the boys cock was hard and pointed towards the toilet as the man started pushing in and out of him. “I knew you’d be a tight fuck, I just love your ass, you and I are going to be good friends,” he said as he started moving faster.
The man had his big hairy hands on the boys hips and he made a slapping sound each time he would push all the way into him. Then the man groaned and stopped and whispered, “I’m cumming, oh fuck yeah, can you feel that boy?” The boy didn’t answer and after a bit the man pulled his cock out of the boy and something thick and white shot out of the tip and landed on the boys back.
“Had to get one shot on your back you little cunt,” he said and suddenly I sneezed. I held my hand over my nose as I pulled away from the metal divider and I heard the man say, “who the fuck is that?” I stood up having not yet done my business and yanked my pants up. Suddenly the door burst open and a tall man stood in the door with his hairy cock hanging out of his pants.
“You better keep your mouth shut you little sneak or you’ll get some of this,” he said as he wagged his limp greasy cock at me. I was backed into the corner and started crying as he pulled his pants shut and turned. I saw folding money hit the floor in the stall with the boy and there were footsteps out the door. I ran out of the bathroom and found my mom.
“Did you go?” she asked.
“No,” I said, “someone came in and I was scared.”
“I told you mister, come with me,” and she took me into the ladies room and pushed me in the stall. “Get it done so we can finish the amusement park,” she said in a voice of displeasure but I knew she wasn’t that angry.
Now 9 years later I am standing outside that same public restroom in anticipation of a meeting I set up a few days ago. During that 9 years I learned what happened in that stall, the man was paying for anal sex with the younger guy. I never knew how old he was but the fact that he had no hair on his legs told me much younger than he should have been to be engaged in selling his ass.
I never saw the man again and during that 9 years since I witnessed that event I had only had one sexual encounter. It was a summer camp when I was 14. We all had bed rolls in an old log cabin at the park and were lying s**ttered around the one big room. The conversation started about girls at the camp next door and then the stories about who got to what base with which girl started.
I assumed most of it was bragging because I never saw anyone with one of the girls. But as the conversation was dying down a little I could hear what I knew was jerking off going on. I had found out about jerking off and orgasms and loved the release. But for some reason I couldn’t even get hard, I suspect because all the talk was of girls. On every occasion since I had my first orgasm my jerk off images were of that man fucking that boy.
The boy next to me was really going at it and I heard him groan and it sounded just like that guy in the stall when the mad was fuckin him. I listened as his fist would smack his pelvis and wondered how long it would take him to cum. It didn’t take long and the sound stopped and he moaned and I am sure filled his hand full.
I felt like I was all alone in that room, all that jerking off and I lay there with no erection. I had pulled my shorts down trying to get hard but to no avail. Then the boy next to me shuffled across the floor and I felt his hand slide under my blanket and cup my cock and balls. “did you finish?” he asked.
I didn’t move and then his hand did and within a half a minute I was hard. I loved the feeling of a hand that was not mine there and I tried to image the hairy man doing it. “Is it okay if I do this?” he whispered.
“Yes,” I whispered, and he did continue. He jerked me slowly at first and then he ran his hands around my balls and up across my pubic area. “You don’t have much hair,” he whispered as he went back to jerking my cock. I didn’t then and don’t now have a big cock. But I get hard and my mushroom tip is much bigger than my shaft and I felt his finger rubbing over the rip of my tip and shuddered.
“Tell me when you are going to cum, I will catch it,” he whispered and that is all it took, I moan softly and said, “now.” I felt his hand cup my tip making a fist and as I spurted in his hand he flexed his hand milking every drop out of me. My breathing was ragged and the orgasm hit me harder than I had ever felt. Then it passed and I felt his hand pull away.
Then in a moment he said, “Yours tastes sweet, mine is all salty.” I had thought about tasting my cum but as soon as my orgasm hit I would put it out of my mind.
But as that boy was jerking me all I could think of was the hairy man fucking that boy and I wanted to know if it felt as good as I imagined it must. So I met a guy on a porn site and we exchanged stories and then he asked for a picture. I had a few cock pictures on my profile and he wanted more, private pictures.
I sent him a couple showing my slim body and I told him I shaved all the time. He said he liked how I looked and sent me pictures of his body. He was covered in thick black hair and his cock wasn’t huge but when he was hard it curved up and his head was so prominent and looked like a crown on top of his shaft.
He asked if I wanted to meet and I told him I had never been with anyone in this way. He knew about the boy jerking me off and my story about the bathroom. So I got brave and said, “I want to do it in that same bathroom at the amusement park.
“What do you want?” He asked in the text box, jerk off, blow jobs, or anal?”
“I want you to fuck me in the ass, just like my memory. No talking, no kissing or anything else. I want to walk into that stall, drop my pants, and spread my cheeks for you. Can you do that?” I asked.
“Do you want money,” he asked.
“No,” I said, “I am not selling you my ass, I am going to give you my anal cherry.”
He accepted and since we hadn’t shared face pictures (I refused when he asked) I said I’d be wearing a white cowboy hat and standing by the bench across from the restroom. I saw him coming the minute he came within site. He was taller than I expected but skinny and I would guess almost 60 years old. I didn’t care about the age.
He walked towards me and smiled, I nodded and walked straight to the restroom, peeked in to make sure it was empty, and then walked into the second from the last stall. The stalls had been painted and there were no holes like there were before. I was wearing loose shorts and no underwear, just like the boy 9 years ago.
I heard him walking towards the stall and dropped my shorts and bent over as he stepped in. “I am Stan,” he started to say. “No talking,” I said and reached around and spread my cheeks. I had applied lube to my ass when I first checked out the restroom and was ready to lose my virginity and replay that memory of so many years ago.
I heard him unbuckle and then his hands were on my ass. I felt his fingers slide up and down my ass and stop, he pushed his middle finger into me and I grunted. I had practiced relaxing and pushing things in my ass so I knew what it took to be penetrated. He pulled his finger out and I felt it. His cock pressed against my ass, it was still point up from the feel of it. He backed off and I felt him slide his tip down my crack.
It felt just like I imagined. He had the power, he was in charge and I was only going to be a vessel for him to dump his cum. He stopped with his tip against my rose bud. He said nothing as he pressed against me, I grunted as he passed into me. It felt much bigger than I thought. I felt his hairy legs against mine when he bent his knees and buried his cock in my ass in one thrust.
It nearly knocked the wind out of me as he bottomed out. His balls hit mine and I let go of my ass and touched his balls, they were thick with hair and huge in my hand. I grabbed the pipes in front of me, just like the boy did. And he began forceful deliberate thrusts into me. The only sound in the restroom was the muffled sound of the merry go round music and his thighs slapping against my ass.
My cock was hard and I looked down. I had my legs spread and I could see his heavy balls swinging as he rammed into me. My balls had shrunk up tight in my sack and my cock felt like it would explode when he’d hit my prostate. I lost track of time, it seemed like he would never cum. But then her started fast short thrusts into me and I knew what would happen. Just as he banged into me for the last time before he unloaded in me my cock started throbbing and my cum shot out of me hitting the toilet rim. I had never cum so hard and the feeling of him filling my ass full of his old man spunk was beyond description.
I knew now what that boy felt 9 years ago when the man filled his cunt full. This guy was filling mine the same way and I knew we’d both be a mess when we were done. Then it was over, he pulled out and I felt his cum leaking out of my gaping ass hole. He stepped back and I heard him close up his pants and as I looked between my legs I saw a hundred dollar bill hit the floor.
He was gone and I was hooked forever, the imprinting on my 10 year old mine was completed in this moment. The old guy had fucked me with no emotion, no hesitation, filled me with his semen and left without a word.
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