I went back to the taller boy’s prick, took it in my mouth and turned on my best cock-sucking techniques. He let out a little moan and pushed himself deeper. Gay sex I wet my middle finger, insinuated it toward his little hole and started stroking the rim. He didn’t have the technique I was used to, but the mere thought of getting a blowjob from a 19-year-old in a park toilet did the trick. Sensing I was watching his coming erection, he reddened. I could see the boys at their usual bench, chatting. Shutting the door again, I looked at his hard-on and resumed the position. I saw that the door of one cubicle was closed, so I went into the other. ‘I don’t mind, you can watch if you want.’ Still silence, then a rustle of clothes, a door latch pulled back, two sets of steps, and a gentle knock on my cubicle door. He was moaning quietly as my finger worked his arse. I soon had a good idea of who came when and who did what: the soccer boys, the rowdy group, the studious types, and the quieter ones.
