A few weeks later, after a night out with no luck with the ladies, I remembered my friend’s comments. I guess I’d committed myself to making something happen because before I headed to the rest area I went home and took a shower, making sure to wash my cock and balls carefully. It was only a few miles to my destination so I soon pulled in one of the parking spaces, unsure what to do next. As I sat in my car, I noticed some guys hanging around on the sidewalk and watched their behavior. After a while, it was soon obvious that they were ‘cruising’ the place. Gay sex It was a bit thicker than mine and I slowly went to work on it. It was such a turn on to feel his hard cock after all my years of doing without…so hard yet with that soft silky skin. I was hooked.I didn’t know it at the time, but years later I was told by a girlfriend that the rest area it was called Queer Park.
