Stanford Park Glory Hole - Chapter 2

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Friday lunch. I'd been thinking about the Stanford Park glory hole non-stop all day. I was going back again after school, no doubt about that. I'd been replaying yesterday's encounters in my mind, wondering if the guy I'd exchanged blowjobs with could have been one of my friends.

On the way to school I'd thought again about seeing the car that looked like my brother Andy's pulling out of the lot at the park.

Looking over at my brother as he drove us to school, I considered the possibility that it could have been Andy on the other side of the glory hole.

It seemed very unlikely. He'd been at work yesterday and the restaurant was on our side of town, so it's not like he could have gone to the park on his 15 minute break to get his dick sucked.

I could easily see Andy, or any guy, giving in to the temptation of getting anonymous head, regardless of their sexual orientation. If the guy had been like the jogger I'd sucked off, if he'd just let me suck him and then left, I'd be more worried about it being Andy.

No way, though, could I believe it was him sucking my cock. He was too hetero. I'd lived with him all my life, I would have seen the signs if he was bi.

Still.... "How was work yesterday?" I asked.

Andy jerked his head in my direction and stared at me like I'd just said something crazy. We never really talked on these short drives to and from school, or really any other time, so maybe it was crazy to try now.

"Why the fuck do you care? Work blows, always. Be glad you don't have to get a job until you're 16, Abetard."

"Yeah," I mumbled. "Just making conversation."

"What, are we at a dinner party? Fuckin' conversation? I'm not awake enough yet for that shit."

"Sorry," I said, turning to look out the window. I was sure it hadn't been Andy, and thank God for that.

So, either it was a totally random guy in a similar car, or it was Bill Markley, Chris Benner, or Bill's cousin Ryan. I'd spotted the three of them at the basketball court when I'd come out of the bathroom.

Which brings us back to lunch on Friday, just 24 hours after Bill's story about the glory hole in Stanford Park had changed my life

The same group of us ate lunch together every day. We'd all been friends since elementary school: Bill, Chris, Nick Weller, Zeke Barlow, and me.

This semester, Chris's girlfriend Naomi had a different lunch period. We hadn't been so lucky last semester, and she'd joined us every day. Chris was totally pussy whipped around her, so it was nice to have it back to being just the guys again.

Today my attention was focused on Bill and Chris. I kept catching myself staring at their mouths, wondering if it was the one that gave me my first blowjob. Had one of them swallowed my cum? Was it the jizz of one of these guys that had tasted so much better than the jogger's load?

Bill was tall and kind of goofy, but in a cute way. He had longish curly hair, brown like his eyes. He'd always been a bit of a class clown type, and he loved getting high.

Chris was probably the most alpha of my friends, and the most attractive. He was athletic, with light brown hair and green eyes. He didn't pull any punches with any of us, which is why it was both annoying and hilarious to see him change into a puppy around Naomi.

Rounding out the group: Zeke, with his perpetually messy black hair, always looked like he'd just rolled out of bed. He favored band t-shirts and looked like a stereotypical slacker, but he was the best student amongst us, and could both sing well and play the guitar.

Nick was strawberry blond and kind of the group follower. He was always up for whatever the rest of us wanted to do, just happy to be included.

The usual shit was being shot, Zeke was telling us all about Bella Murphy leaning over in first period to pick something up, giving him a perfect view of her cleavage, and then Nick had to top that with a bikini shot of Allyson Rutledge he'd found on her Insta and saved before she'd deleted it.

As usual, I pretended to be all about the tits, just like the rest of them. When everyone had commented on the pic, I turned to Bill.

"So, Bill, you get any finger action last night?" I made the glory hole gesture and the whole table laughed.

"Fuck off. If that happens again, I'll just aim my hose and piss through the hole instead of on my fuckin' shoes!"

"Fag would probably just drink it up!" Chris cracked.

"Sick, dude!" Nick made a gagging sound.

"I met Bill and his cousin there yesterday, shot some hoops. You better believe I went in prepared when I hit the head."

My heart raced. Chris was in the restroom, but was it after I left?

"Get any action?" Zeke laughed, making a jerk off gesture.

"Hell no. My jizz is reserved for Naomi, she doesn't even like me jerking myself off! There was no one else there anyway."

Simone Lee walked by the table in as short a skirt as she could possibly get away with at school, pulling the attention of all my friends, and the conversation moved on.

I was no closer to knowing than I'd been before. Chris had confirmed he'd been inside, but for all I knew I was already back home by that time.

I had to give up the idea of figuring it out and focus on today's adventures.

After we got home from school I ran up to my room and tossed my backpack on the bed. Andy wasn't working, so I waited until I heard his bedroom door close and then went down and jumped on my bike.

It was Friday afternoon and the park was busier than the day before. There was a pickup basketball game going on and some moms with their kids over by the playground equipment, plus a few dog walkers. There were a some other bikes in the rack when I locked mine up.

I went inside the bathroom and saw that my stall from the day before was already occupied. Knowing that the peep hole would reveal my identity if I went to the urinals, I hurried into the empty stall on the other side instead.

I dropped my pants and sat down, heart racing. Like yesterday, it all seemed suspiciously quiet in the other stall.

The guy in there slid his foot over, nearly into my stall, and tapped it. I'd seen this on Twitter, too, and I quickly tapped back.

I heard him stand up, and then his dick slid through the glory hole. It definitely wasn't my guy from yesterday. This guy was about two inches smaller, but it was still a really nice looking cock.

I hit my knees and took it into my mouth. The smaller size made it a better fit for my inexperienced mouth.

After a few minutes, he pulled away and ran his fingers around the rim of the hole. I eagerly complied with the silent request, sticking my meat through.

He wasn't as good at sucking dick as the guy from yesterday, but a mouth is a mouth and it still felt good. He'd been sucking me for a few minutes when two guys walked into the bathroom, talking to each other. I pulled back and we both sat back on the toilets and waited.

When the guys flushed the urinals and left I stood back up, ready to resume. Before I could stick my dick back through, though, I saw the guy's legs and then his ass appear under the stall partition.

I gasped. I'd jerked off to plenty of understall videos on Twitter, they could be even hotter than glory hole videos. I was not prepared for this, though.

He slid a small tube of lube into my stall and then his hands pulled his cheeks apart, giving me a view of a pink hole with some wisps of hair around it.

"Fuck me," the whispered words set my heart racing even faster.I'd been a virgin twenty four hours ago, and I'd only had one and a half blowjobs, but now I was about to fuck my first ass!

I dropped to my knees, saying a silent thank you to Bill for telling that story at lunch, and to the anonymous guy who'd tried to suck his cock. If not for them, I'd never have known about this place.

I squeezed some lube on my dick and then touched another guy's hole for the first time as I lubed him up. This was so wild!

I lined my dick up with the hole and slowly pushed inside. Oh, fuck! It was so hot and tight! I grabbed his hips under the stall and began pistoning in and out. This was everything, this was what I was born for, how I wanted to spend my life. It was mind blowing.

After about a minute and a half of fucking, I was already getting close when we heard someone coming in. I didn't want to stop, it felt too good, but my partner pulled off, so I sat back down on the toilet, my dick aching at the interruption.

All was quiet. The guy must be at a urinal, but I couldn't hear any sounds of pissing. C'mon, dude, get the fuck out, I silently begged.

Then, the guy in the stall moved and I heard the sounds of sucking. What the hell? I leaned over and looked through the glory hole. I could see the back of his shaved head as he bobbed it up and down at the other glory hole, sucking the guy at the urinal.

When he pulled back and I caught a glimpse of the cock he was stroking, I felt an instant certainty that it was the same one I'd sucked yesterday, belonging to my mystery man. It looked identical.

The guy between us maneuvered his ass back under my stall while he sucked. I was distracted, desperately wanting to see who my mystery man was. Even so, I wasn't about to pass up fucking that ass some more!

The angle wasn't as good. With the top half of his body raised to suck the cock at the glory hole, he couldn't give me as clear a shot at that ass as before. I slid inside, but my chest kept smacking against the partition and I couldn't get as much of my dick inside him. It was incredibly frustrating.

He must have felt the same. After a minute or so, heard him whisper "under the stall". I looked through the glory hole and saw that the guy at the urinal had dropped to his knees and stuck his dick under the stall. Our middle man resumed sucking and was able to slide his full ass under my stall again.

I resumed fucking full on. Goddamn, this was fantastic. How did people not just spend their whole lives fucking non stop?

It was probably only two minutes later that I felt myself getting close again. I started grunting, like the day before, not wanting to pull out, but figuring I should give him some warning.

"Cum in me, stud," he moaned in response. That was all I needed to push me over the edge. For the first time in my life, I unloaded my jizz into another man's ass.

When I was done, I pulled out and wiped my dick with toilet paper. There was a noise in the other stall and I glanced through the glory hole to see that the man inside had spun around and stuck his ass under the other partition.

I had a full view of his face: kind of geeky, but not unattractive, he looked about mid 30's. Did he have any idea he'd just been fucked by a freshman? He groaned and I could see the mystery man's hands grabbing his hips under the stall as he slipped his dick inside, getting my sloppy seconds.

I pulled up my pants and unlatched the door quietly. I had to know who it was.

I walked by the occupied stall and glanced over toward the urinals. Zeke Barlow looked up, his eyes widening as they met mine.

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斯坦福公园的寻欢洞 - 第二章

作者：布兰登·沃尔登 发布于：2023 年 4 月 18 日 字数：2178 来源：https://new.nifty.org/stories/stanford-park-glory-hole-97186/2

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周五午餐。我一整天都在不停地想斯坦福公园的寻欢洞。放学后我肯定还要再去，这毫无疑问。我一直在脑子里重放昨天的遭遇，琢磨着那个跟我互口的家伙会不会是我的某个朋友。

上学的路上，我又想起看到那辆像我哥安迪的车驶出公园停车场的事。

看着安迪开车送我们去学校，我琢磨着寻欢洞另一边的人有没有可能是他。

这似乎不太可能。他昨天上班了，而且餐馆在我们这半边城，他不可能在十五分钟的休息时间里跑到公园去让人给他口交。

我倒是很容易想象安迪——或者任何男人——会屈服于匿名口交的诱惑，不管他们的性取向如何。如果那家伙像被我口出来的那个慢跑者一样，只是让我给他口完就离开，我反而会更担心那是安迪。

但要说他给我口鸡巴，我绝对没法相信。他太直了。我这辈子都跟他住一起，他要是双性恋，我肯定能看出苗头。

不过……“昨天上班怎么样？”我问道。

安迪猛地把头转向我，瞪着我看，仿佛我刚说了什么疯话。我们上下学这段短途车上从不怎么说话，其他时候也不怎么聊，所以现在试着聊天或许确实疯了。

“你他妈管得着吗？上班，永远都烂透了。你到十六岁都不用打工，知足吧，傻逼贝。”

“嗯，”我嘟囔着。“就是随便聊聊。”

“怎么着，我们在参加晚宴吗？还他妈‘聊聊’？我还没清醒到能干这事儿的程度呢。”

“对不起，”我说着，转头望向窗外。我确定那不是安迪了，谢天谢地。

所以，要么是个完全不相干的人开了辆差不多的车，要么就是比尔·马克利、克里斯·本纳，或者比尔的表哥瑞安。我从厕所出来时，瞥见他们三个在篮球场那边。

这就把我们带回周五的午餐时间，距离比尔那个有关斯坦福公园寻欢洞的故事改变我的人生，仅仅过了 24 小时。

我们同一群人每天一起吃午饭。我们从小学起就是朋友：比尔、克里斯、尼克·韦勒、齐克·巴洛，还有我。

这学期，克里斯的女朋友内奥米换到了另一个午餐时段。上学期我们可没那么幸运，她天天跟我们一块。克里斯在她身边完全被拿捏得死死的，所以能回到只有我们男生的状态真不错。

今天我的注意力全集中在比尔和克里斯身上。我老是发现自己盯着他们的嘴，琢磨那是不是给我第一次口交的嘴。他们中有一个人吞了我的精液吗？让我觉得比慢跑者那泡好吃得多的精液，是来自他们中哪一个呢？

比尔个子高，有点傻乎乎的，但样子挺可爱。他一头有点长的卷发，棕色，跟他眼睛一个色。他一直有点班级活宝的类型，还特别喜欢嗑药。

克里斯大概是我朋友里最有 alpha 气质的，也是最帅的。他爱运动，浅棕色头发，绿眼睛。他对我们谁都不留情面，所以看到他围着内奥米就变成小奶狗的样子，既烦人又好笑。

说说剩下的几个人：齐克，他那头永远乱糟糟的黑发，总让他看起来像刚滚下床。他喜欢穿乐队 T 恤，看着就是一副典型的懒鬼样，但他是我们中成绩最好的，而且唱歌好听，还会弹吉他。

尼克是草莓金发，算是跟班的角色。总是我们想干什么他就愿意干什么，只要能被算上一份就很开心。

大家正扯着平常那些淡，齐克正跟我们讲贝拉·墨菲第一节课弯腰捡东西，让他把乳沟看了个清清楚楚，然后尼克非要压过他一头，亮出一张他找到的艾莉森·拉特利奇的比基尼照，是他趁她在 Ins 上删掉之前存下来的。

像往常一样，我假装对奶子兴致勃勃，就跟他们一样。等大家都评论完那张照片后，我转向比尔。

“哎，比尔，昨晚碰到手指调戏没？”我比了个寻欢洞的手势，整桌人都笑了。

“滚蛋。要再敢有这种事，我就直接把管子对准了，尿穿那个洞，而不是尿自己一鞋！”

“基佬说不定会喝下去呢！”克里斯打趣道。

“恶心死了，哥们儿！”尼克发出作呕的声音。

“我昨天跟比尔和他表哥在那儿碰头，投了会儿篮。你最好相信，我上厕所的时候可是有备而去。”

我的心一紧。克里斯去了厕所，但那是在我离开之后吗？

“搞到什么事了？”齐克大笑着，做了个打飞机的手势。

“才没有。我的精液是留给内奥米的，她连我自己打飞机都不喜欢！再说，厕所里反正也没别人。”

西蒙·李从桌子旁走过，穿着一条在学校规定下能短到极限的裙子，一下子就拉走了我所有朋友的注意力，话题也随之转移。

我比之前并没有更接近真相。克里斯确认他进去过，但说不定那会儿我已经到家了。

我只能放弃搞清真相的念头，专注于今天的冒险了。

我们放学回家后，我跑上楼，把背包扔在床上。安迪不用上班，所以我等听到他卧室门关上，就下楼跳上自行车出发了。

这是周五下午，公园比昨天更热闹。有一场临时的篮球赛在进行，游乐器材那边有几个妈妈带着孩子，外加零星几个遛狗的人。我把车锁在车架上时，架子上还锁着其他几辆自行车。

我走进厕所，发现昨天我待的那个隔间已经有人了。我知道如果去小便池，那个偷窥孔会暴露我的身份，于是我赶紧钻进了另一侧的空隔间。

我褪下裤子坐下，心怦怦直跳。跟昨天一样，隔壁隔间里的一切都静得出奇，透着可疑。

那家伙把脚滑过来，差点伸进我的隔间，然后轻轻敲了敲。这我也在推特上见过，我赶紧敲脚回应。

我听见他站起来，然后他的鸡巴从寻欢洞滑了过来。这绝对不是我昨天那个家伙。这家伙的尺寸大概短两英寸，但依然是根非常漂亮的鸡巴。

我跪倒在地，将它含进嘴里。更小的尺寸让我这没经验的口腔更容易适应。

几分钟后，他抽了回去，用手指沿洞边抹了一圈。我急切地回应了这个无声的请求，把我的家伙捅了过去。

他口交的技术不如昨天那个家伙，但嘴总归是嘴，感觉还是很好的。他给我口了几分钟，这时两个男的一边说话一边走进了厕所。我抽回身，我们俩都坐回到马桶上等待。

等那两人冲了小便池离开，我重新站起来，准备继续。然而，没等我把鸡巴再伸过去，我先看到了那家伙的腿，然后是他的屁股从隔板下面露了出来。

我吸了口凉气。我在推特上对着无数隔板下的视频打过飞机，那些视频有时比寻欢洞的还刺激。但我对这种状况毫无准备。

他滑了一小管润滑剂到我这边，然后他的双手把臀瓣掰开，让我看到一个粉嫩的洞，周围有些绒毛。

“操我，”那低语让我的心跳得更快了。二十四小时前我还是个处男，这会儿才只给人吹过完整的一次半鸡巴，可现在，我居然要插第一个菊花了！

我跪倒在地，默默感谢比尔在午餐桌上讲的那个故事，也感谢那个想给比尔口交的匿名男人。要不是他们，我永远不会知道这地方。

我挤了些润滑剂在鸡巴上，然后第一次触碰了另一个男人的洞，给他润滑。这也太疯狂了！

我对准那洞口，慢慢顶了进去。哦，我操！那地方又热又紧！我抓住他在隔板下的胯部，开始来回抽送。这，就是一切，我就是为这个而生，我想一辈子都干这个。这感觉爽得让人晕眩。

大概抽插了一分半钟，我感觉快要到了，这时听见有人进来。我不想停，太爽了，但我的伙伴先撤了，于是我坐回马桶上，鸡巴因为这打断而胀痛。

一片寂静。来人肯定在便池那儿，但我听不到任何撒尿声。快走啊，哥们儿，赶紧滚蛋，我在心里默默哀求。

然后，隔壁那家伙动了，我听见了吸吮的声音。什么鬼？我斜过身，透过洞口看过去。我能看到他刮过胡子的后脑勺，正上下起伏，对着另一个寻欢洞口交，吸着在小便池那儿那人的鸡巴。

当他退开些，我瞥见那根他在套弄的鸡巴时，我瞬间有种确信，那正是我昨天口过的同一根鸡巴，属于我的神秘人。看起来一模一样。

夹在中间那家伙一边吸，一边把屁股重新蹭回我的隔间下。我有点分心，极度想看看我的神秘人是谁。即便如此，我也绝不可能放弃多操几下那个屁股！

角度没刚才好了。他上半身抬起来在寻欢洞那儿吃鸡巴，就不能像刚才那样让我那么顺畅地干到他的屁股了。我插进去了，但胸口不停地撞到隔板，没法把整根尽根没入。这简直令人抓狂。

他大概也一样。过了一分钟左右，我听见他低语“隔板下面”。我透过寻欢洞看去，发现便池边那人已经跪下，把鸡巴从隔板下伸了过来。我们中间这位仁兄继续口交，同时就能把整个屁股滑回到我的隔间这边了。

我又开始痛快地大操大干。老天爷，这太爽了。人们怎么受得了，不把一辈子都用来不停地做爱呢？

大概只过了两分钟，我感觉自己又要到了。我开始像昨天一样哼哼，不想拔出来，但又觉得该给他点提醒。

“射我里面，猛男，”他呻吟着回应。这句话就足以把我推过临界点。我平生第一次，将自己的精液倾泻在另一个男人的菊花里。

完事后，我拔出来，用厕纸擦净了鸡巴。隔壁隔间传来声响，我透过寻欢洞瞥见，里面那个男人转过身，把屁股蹭到了另一侧的隔板下。

我完全看清了他的脸：有点书呆子气，但不算没吸引力，看起来大约三十五岁左右。他可知道自己刚被一个新生干了？他呻吟着，我看到神秘人的手在隔板下抓住他的胯部，滑了进去，干着我刚用过的、还带着我精华的屁股。

我提起裤子，悄悄打开门闩。我必须知道那是谁。

我走过那个被占用的隔间，朝小便池那边扫了一眼。齐克·巴洛抬起头，当他和我四目相对时，他的眼睛瞪大了。