Stanford Park Glory Hole - Chapter 6

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Andy hadn't emerged from his bedroom yet when I took off for Zeke's house on Saturday morning, just after 11 am. This wasn't that surprising; my brother often slept until noon on the weekends unless he had a morning shift at the restaurant.

I wanted to talk more with him about everything that had come out the night before, but it would have to wait. I wasn't going to pass up a chance to spend a few hours alone with Zeke. He'd just sent me the all clear text: his parents and the twins were gone.

I rode my bike to his place, my heart pounding. If you had told me twenty-four hours earlier that I'd be heading for a Netflix and chill session with one of my buddies, I would never have believed it.

"Hey!" Zeke greeted me at the door with a grin.

"What's up?" I smiled back as I walked inside.

Zeke closed the door behind me. "We've got the place to ourselves for at least two hours."

"What do you want to do?" I found myself staring at his lips, remembering how good he was at kissing.

"This, for starters," Zeke brought those lips to my own and slipped his tongue inside my mouth. I groaned and we spent the next several minutes standing in the Barlows' entry hall, making out and groping each other.

Zeke finally pulled away. "Let's go up to my room." I nodded and we ran up the stairs and into a bedroom that I knew almost as well as my own.

I moved Zeke's guitar off the bed and sat down, facing him. He walked toward me, pushing down his pants and stepping out of them as he went.

I reached out and gave his dick a squeeze through his underwear, causing him to groan and bite his lip.

"Fuck, McCall! I still can't believe you're into guys."

"Same. I didn't think any of you guys would ever be into anything like this," I said, looking up to meet his eyes as I pulled his dick out and ran my tongue across the tip.

Another groan escaped his lips. "Yeah. Now we've got three of the five, counting Benner sticking it through the glory hole yesterday."

I knew that it was actually four of our group, having been present to overhear Markley's first blowjob, from my own brother, the night before. I wasn't ready to share that information with Zeke, though.

I started sucking my friend's cock, taking as much as I could. After a few minutes I pulled off and smiled up at him. "Feel free to give me some tips. I'm still new at this, and I know you have all that band camp experience."

Zeke grinned. "You're already pretty good, but why don't we try this?"

Zeke pushed me backwards on the bed and pulled down my shorts and underwear before kicking his all the way off. He climbed on top of me, his dick hanging just above my mouth. I started sucking him again and he began to blow me. My first sixty-nine!

Several minutes passed. I imitated everything Zeke was doing and from his moans he seemed to be appreciating it.

"You're going to make me cum, McCall," Zeke said.

"That's kind of the point!" I said, pulling my mouth off his dick. "It's totally not fair that Andy got to taste your cum yesterday, instead of me." In fact, my brother had now swallowed loads from two of my best friends.

"That understall ass got a bigger load out of me than Andy did, my balls were pretty drained! Keep sucking, though, and I'll make it up to you in a minute."

I didn't need to be told twice. I resumed my efforts and was soon receiving my reward: a mouthful of Zeke's jizz, which tasted surprisingly sweet. I savored it for a few moments before swallowing.

The thought that I'd just swallowed the cum of one of my best friends, not to mention Zeke's blowjob skills, pushed me over the edge and I unloaded in his mouth.

When he'd swallowed, Zeke rolled off me and sat up, grinning down at me. "That was hot, Abe."

"Very!" I sat up. "Your cum tasted sweet."

Zeke nodded. "I eat a lot of pineapple."

"I always thought that was a myth!" I laughed.

"Now you know it's not." Zeke got up and put his underwear back on, pulling them up over his cock, which was still at half mast.

I swung my legs over so I was sitting on the edge of the bed, and pulled my shorts and underwear back up.

"So, was it weird being around Andy last night after what happened?" Zeke asked.

"Yeah...sort of." Part of me wanted to tell Zeke everything that had occurred since I saw him last, but it felt like I'd be betraying Andy if I did. "I still can't believe Andy is gay."

"It's going to be weird seeing him around school next week, knowing how good he is at sucking dick!"

"It's going to be weird seeing Benner, too, knowing we've both sucked his dick and he has no clue!" I said.

"Yeah! I wonder if Andy ever..." Zeke's words trailed off.

"If he ever what?"

"Sorry, McCall. I know it's messed up to say this to you, but I wonder if he ever gets fucked?"

The idea of my brother taking it up the ass was a new one. Somehow, it had never crossed my mind that he was into more than oral.

"He's probably a top," I said, but even as I spoke the words, I wondered.

"What about you?" Zeke asked. "Ever think about bottoming?"

I felt my face catch fire. The truth was, I was pretty sure that I was more of a top, especially after the understall experience the day before, but part of me was curious about bottoming. How could I admit that to one of my buddies, though?

"I don't know. What about you? Were you all top at band camp?"

Zeke shrugged. "I mean, it was mostly oral there, but I did top one guy a few times. I... uh... I bottomed for him once..."

My eyes widened and my pulse quickened. Zeke had taken a dick up his ass?!

"... but I didn't really like it much."

"Did it feel good at all?" I asked.

"Not really. But, it didn't last very long. I mean, he stuck it in, pumped a few times, and shot. He said I was too tight, he couldn't help it. Maybe it would have started to feel good if he'd lasted."

"Maybe. I guess I am curious about it. I think I'm mostly a top, but some of the guys you see getting fucked in porn seem to really love it."

Zeke laughed. "Yeah, they do. Maybe we could-"

The doorbell rang. Zeke looked out his window, which overlooked the front of his house.

"Shit! It's Chris and Nick." He grabbed his pants and pulled them on. I stood up and we both automatically checked each other and the room for any sign that would indicate we'd just engaged in a sixty nine together.

Zeke ran into his bathroom and tossed me out a bottle of mouthwash, which he'd already started using. I took a swig as he spit his out.

"Cum breath. Dead give away!" Zeke winked. I laughed and nearly choked on the minty liquid.

"Hey, Abe?" Zeke called back as he started out the bedroom door.

I spat out the mouthwash and came out of his bathroom. "Yeah?"

"To be continued, okay? I definitely want to try topping you. And bottoming for you." Zeke grinned and turned away before I could respond.

My heart was pounding louder than Zeke's feet as he ran down the stairs. Yes, I wanted that. Badly!

Did the fucker really need to say that and get me bricked up right when Benner and Weller were about to walk in the room? I sat on the bed and covered my bulge with Zeke's guitar.

Seeing Benner for the first time since his dick had been in my mouth gave me an odd little thrill. Remembering the way he'd thrust his dick through the glory hole without hesitation, and how his precum tasted... I had to stop thinking about it or I'd never be able to put the guitar down.

The guys were just bored and looking to hang. The rest of the alone time Zeke and I had counted on was lost, but at least they hadn't arrived ten minutes earlier and stopped us from swallowing each other's loads.

I took off for home about half an hour later, wanting to talk with my brother before he left for his shift at the restaurant.

The house was quiet, my parents having gone out to the Saturday farmer's market. Upstairs, I heard the shower running, so I knew Andy was awake.

I walked into his room and sat down in his desk chair to wait for him, like he'd waited for me in my room the night before.

About three minutes later Andy walked through the door, drying his hair with a towel. He was completely naked, and with his vision obscured by the towel, I was able to get a good look.

I'd never really noticed before what a nice body my brother had. I knew all about his thick seven inches from Stanford Park, but even seeing it flaccid, nestled under a dark bush of pubes and resting on his plump, fuzzy balls, sent a thrill racing down my spine.

My eyes took in his broad shoulders, muscular arms, nicely defined pecs and tight stomach, and I was wishing I could stare for hours, or at least take a picture. I only had about forty seconds, though, before he dropped the towel and jumped at the sight of me.

"Jesus fucking Christ! What the fuck, Abetard?" Andy glared at me as he bent over and grabbed the towel he'd just dropped to cover himself up with.

"Sorry! I wanted to talk to you. Didn't expect you to stroll in naked," I explained.

"I thought I was still alone in the house," Andy snapped. He moved over to his closet and stepped inside, then came out a moment later wearing underwear.

"Where were you, anyway?" Andy looked at me with suspicion. I knew he was wondering if I'd just paid a visit to the glory hole.

"At Zeke's. Can we talk?"

"I don't know what to say, okay?" Andy pulled on his black waiter slacks. "I'm fucking embarrassed that you were there last night."

"It doesn't matter to me, Andy. I mean, I suck dick, too."

"That's not the point," Andy sat down on his bed facing me. "That wasn't me sucking dick for fun. That was me being humiliated. Having you see it just makes it so much worse."

I felt suddenly angry with myself. I should have protected him. I shouldn't have kept quiet and let him go off to meet his blackmailer, not when I knew there couldn't have been any pictures taken that day at the glory hole.

"I wanted to help. I'm sorry." It was all I could say.

"Damn it, it's not your fault! I just can't deal with it all right now."

Andy stood up and started to put the rest of his work uniform on.

"Okay. I just thought we could talk. I mean, it turns out we have a lot in common..." I said.

"Lots of guys suck dick. We're not exactly unique," Andy's tone was dismissive.

"Yeah, but... I mean, I have so many questions. Like, have you done more than oral? How do you know if you're a top or a bottom? What about rimming? It seems like it would be gross, but it looks so hot in porn."

"Jesus, Abetard! Who do you think I am, your own personal gay Yoda?"

"No! But-"

"But nothing! I don't have any answers for you. I'm just a fucked up closet case who lost his only real friend, and who gets off with anonymous guys at a glory hole. On top of that, I've got a little stoner asshole blackmailing me for blowjobs, and God only knows what else before he's through. If you need a role model, I'm sure as hell not it!"

I was used to Andy talking to me this way, but I'd thought things might have changed for us now that we were out to each other. I stood up and headed for the door.

"What about the park? Are we going to make some kind of schedule?" I asked over my shoulder, my throat feeling a bit tight with disappointment and sadness.

"Fuck no! I'm not going to schedule my blowjobs like play dates! Just... text me."

"Text you?"

"If you're going to the park, text me. I'll keep away."

"Okay. You'll text me if you're headed there?"

"Fine. Yeah. Whatever. Just be careful."

I nodded and walked out into the hall.

"And Abe? Stay out of my room, out of my phone, and out of my business from now on," Andy added before slamming his door.

I went to my room and fell back on the bed. The conversation with my brother hadn't exactly been the bonding experience I'd been expecting, but at least something had come of it. Thanks to Andy's idea about texting, I'd know exactly when I could find my brother at the Stanford Park glory hole from now on.

I didn't plan on going to Stanford Park that day, but it drew me in like a magnet a couple of hours after Andy left for work. I told my parents I was going to the park- not a lie, though they'd assume I meant the one on our side of town- and headed out on my bike.

I knew Zeke would be locked in with family night- a Saturday evening tradition at the Barlow residence as far back as I could remember- and I was bored and horny, the very circumstances glory holes were designed for.

I thought about texting Andy as we'd agreed, but he'd be at work for hours still, so I didn't bother.

I walked into the bathroom and saw feet in both of the stalls. Only the urinals were free. I hesitated, knowing that the guy in the stall would be able to see my face at the urinal if he looked through the peep hole.

I'd come all this way to get off, though, so I decided to just say fuck it and take the chance. I walked up to the urinal and pulled my already hard cock out of my shorts.

I stood there lightly stroking it, moving my eyes back and forth between my dick and the glory hole. I was just starting to think that the stall occupant must be a constipated heterosexual when a finger appeared very tentatively and made a circle around the inside of the hole.

I turned and put my dick through the glory hole. There were a few moments of nothing, and then a warm, wet mouth engulfed me.

I was already getting spoiled, I guess, by the fantastic head I'd received from Zeke and Andy. This was amateur hour by comparison. He was mostly focused on licking and sucking the head, but at least he was stroking me at the same time.

It was a mouth on my cock, though, and the worst blowjob is still pretty damn good, especially when you're still new to it all.

I was just starting to really get into it when I heard the latch open on the other stall. I tried to pull my dick out, but the guy had a solid grip on it and was reluctant to let go.

There wasn't enough time. I was caught. A muscular African American in a tank top who looked to be in his late 20's stopped and stared at me, my body pressed into the stall partition, my shorts and underwear pushed down below my ass.

We locked eyes and he shook his head at me, a disgusted look crossing his face. "Fucking faggots."

Thankfully, he kept going, walking out of the bathroom, but I was pretty freaked out and managed to get my cock back through the hole and tucked away.

Andy's warning to be careful suddenly had more meaning. That guy could have beat the shit out of me. I could hold my own in a fight with a guy my own size, but not with a buff guy like that.

I'd lost interest in getting off. I just wanted to get away. I headed outside, where the park seemed pretty deserted for a Saturday. It wasn't empty, though. The guy from the bathroom was nearby, standing there talking on his phone.

I was suddenly sure he was calling the police on me. But, unless they caught me doing something it was his word against mine. Right? But what if they called my parents?

While his back was still turned I ran to some nearby bushes and hid inside. It was a pure panic move. I kept my eyes on him, waiting for the cops to arrive so he could lead them inside to arrest us faggots.

Then, as he turned and walked a little way toward where I was hiding, I heard him laugh.

"I bet! Okay, I'll grab dinner on the way." I exhaled for the first time in what felt like an eternity. He wasn't calling the police on me after all, I was just paranoid.

That's it, I decided. Going forward, I would only use the glory hole from inside the stall. Being out by the urinals was far too risky.

I was about to climb out of the bushes when a movement from the bathroom door caught my eye. The guy who'd just been sucking my dick was coming out.

It was Chris Benner.

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斯坦福公园的寻欢洞 - 第六章

作者：布兰登·沃尔登 发布于：2023 年 6 月 8 日 字数：3112 来源：https://new.nifty.org/stories/stanford-park-glory-hole-97186/6

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周六上午刚过十一点，我出发去齐克家的时候，安迪还没从他卧室出来。这倒不算稀奇；我哥周末通常要睡到中午，除非他在餐馆有早班。

我想跟他多聊聊昨晚爆出来的一切，但这得等等了。我不会放弃跟齐克单独相处几个小时的机会。他刚给我发了“安全”短信：他爸妈和双胞胎妹妹都走了。

我骑车去他家，心怦怦直跳。要是二十四小时前有人告诉我，我要去跟一个哥们“奈飞加缠绵”，我打死也不会信。

“嘿！”齐克在门口咧嘴笑着迎接我。

“咋样？”我走进去，也对他笑了笑。

齐克关上门。“我们至少有两个小时独处的时间。”

“你想干什么？”我发现自己盯着他的嘴唇，回味着他吻技有多好。

“先干这个，”齐克把嘴唇贴上我的，把舌头滑进我嘴里。我呻吟了一声，接下来的几分钟，我们就站在巴洛家的门厅里，一边亲热一边互相摸索。

齐克终于抽开身。“上楼去我房间吧。”我点点头，我们跑上楼梯，进了一间我几乎跟自己房间一样熟悉的卧室。

我把齐克的吉他挪下床，坐下来，面对着他。他朝我走来，一边走一边褪下裤子踢到一旁。

我伸手隔着内裤捏了捏他的鸡巴，惹得他呻吟一声，咬了咬嘴唇。

“操，麦考尔！我还是不敢相信你喜欢男的。”

“彼此彼此。我也没想到你们谁会好这口，”我说着，抬起头迎上他的目光，同时把他的鸡巴掏出来，用舌尖扫过龟头。

又一声呻吟从他唇间逸出。“是啊。现在我们五个里有三个了，算上昨天把鸡巴捅过寻欢洞的本纳。”

我知道实际上我们这群人里是四个，因为我前一晚亲耳旁听了马克利第一次被口交——还是被我亲哥口的。不过我还没准备好跟齐克分享这个信息。

我开始给朋友口交，尽量含深些。过了几分钟，我吐出来，仰头对他笑了笑。“尽管给我指点指点。我还是新手，我知道你在乐队夏令营攒了一堆经验。”

齐克咧嘴一笑。“你已经挺不错了，不过咱们试试这个？”

齐克把我推倒在床上，扒下我的短裤和内裤，然后把自己的全踢掉。他爬到我身上，鸡巴正好悬在我嘴上方。我又开始给他口，他也开始给我口。我的第一次六九式！

几分钟过去了。我模仿着齐克做的每一个动作，从他的呻吟声来看，他似乎挺受用。

“你要把我弄射了，麦考尔，”齐克说。

“这不就是重点嘛！”我说着，把嘴从他鸡巴上拿开。“昨天让安迪尝到你的精液，而不是我，太不公平了。”事实上，我哥已经吞过我两个最好朋友的精了。

“那个隔板下的屁股吞了我更多，比安迪吃的还多，我的蛋蛋都快被榨干了！不过继续吸，我马上补偿你。”

这话不用他说第二遍。我继续卖力，很快就收到了奖赏：满满一嘴齐克的精液，甜得出奇。我细细品味了一会儿才吞下去。

想到我刚刚吞了我一个最好朋友的精液，再加上齐克的口技，我被推过了临界点，在他嘴里倾泻而出。

他吞干净后，从我身上翻下来坐起来，低头冲我咧嘴笑。“太辣了，阿贝。”

“超辣！”我坐起来。“你的精液好甜。”

齐克点点头。“我吃很多菠萝。”

“我一直以为那是都市传说！”我大笑。

“现在你知道不是了。”齐克起身穿上内裤，把那根还半硬的鸡巴塞进去。

我转过腿，坐到床沿，把短裤和内裤重新拉上来。

“所以，昨晚出了那种事之后，你跟安迪在一起尴尬吗？”齐克问道。

“呃……有点。”我有点想把跟齐克分别后发生的所有事都告诉他，但又觉得说了会背叛安迪。“我还是不敢相信安迪是同性恋。”

“下周在学校看见他肯定怪怪的，知道他那口技有多好！”

“看见本纳也会很怪，我们俩都给他口过，而他完全不知情！”我说。

“是啊！不知道安迪有没有……”齐克的话说到一半没了。

“有没有什么？”

“抱歉，麦考尔。我知道跟你说这个不太合适，但我好奇他有没有被操过？”

想到我哥被人干屁股，这是个新念头。不知怎的，我从没想过他不止玩口活。

“他大概是个 top，”我说，但话一出口，我自己也拿不准了。

“你呢？”齐克问。“想过当 bottom 吗？”

我感觉脸烧了起来。事实是，我挺确定自己更偏向 top，尤其是前天隔板下的经历之后，但心里又对 bottom 有几分好奇。可是，这种话怎么跟一个哥们承认呢？

“我不知道。你呢？你在乐队夏令营都是当 top 吗？”

齐克耸耸肩。“基本都只玩口活，不过我确实顶过一个家伙几次。我……呃……也给他当过一次 bottom……”

我瞪大了眼睛，脉搏加速。齐克居然被鸡巴干过屁股？！

“……但我不太喜欢。”

“一点快感都没有吗？”我问。

“基本没有。不过那也没持续多久。他就插进去，抽了几下就射了。他说我太紧了，他忍不住。要是他能持久点，说不定后来会开始有感觉。”

“有可能。我确实挺好奇的。我大概更偏向 top，但是色情片里那些被操的家伙看起来真的爽翻了。”

齐克笑了。“是啊，确实。也许我们可以——”

门铃响了。齐克从他窗口望出去，那窗口正好俯瞰他家前门。

“操！是克里斯和尼克。”他抓起裤子穿上。我站起来，我们俩都下意识地互相检查了一下彼此和房间，确保没有任何迹象表明我们刚才一起搞了六九式。

齐克跑进他的浴室，扔给我一瓶漱口水，他自己已经开始用了。我灌了一口，他也把他那口吐了出来。

“精液口气。死定的破绽！”齐克眨了眨眼。我大笑，差点被那薄荷味的液体呛到。

“哎，阿贝？”齐克出卧室门时回头喊我。

我把漱口水吐出来，从他浴室出来。“嗯？”

“未完待续，好吗？我绝对想 top 你一次。也想给你当 bottom。”齐克咧嘴一笑，没等我回答就转身走了。

齐克跑下楼梯的脚步声还没我心跳声响。是的，我想要那个。太想要了！

这混蛋非得说这话让我硬起来，偏偏本纳和韦勒马上就要进门？我坐在床上，用齐克的吉他把鼓包挡住。

自从克里斯·本纳的鸡巴进过我嘴里之后第一次见到他，给我带来一种古怪的小兴奋。想起他毫不迟疑地把鸡巴捅过寻欢洞的样子，还有他前列腺液的味道……我不能再想了，不然这吉他就永远放不下去了。

俩家伙就是无聊想找人玩。齐克跟我指望的独处时间泡汤了，但至少他们没早来十分钟，打断我们互相吞下彼此的精液。

大概半小时后我出发回家，想在安迪去餐馆上班前跟他聊聊。

屋里很安静，我爸妈出门去周六农贸市场了。上楼时我听到淋浴在响，知道安迪醒了。

我走进他房间，在他书桌椅上坐下等他，就像他前一晚在我房间等我那样。

约莫三分钟后，安迪从门口走进来，正用毛巾擦着头发。他赤身裸体，因为他视线被毛巾遮住了，我得以好好打量了一番。

我以前从没真正留意过我哥有这么一副好身材。我在斯坦福公园早就知道他那儿有七英寸粗厚，但即使是现在软软地垂着，卧在一丛深色阴毛下，搁在饱满毛茸茸的卵蛋上，也让我脊背一阵发麻。

我的目光扫过他宽阔的肩膀、肌肉分明的手臂、线条清晰的胸肌和紧致的小腹，真希望自己能盯上几小时，至少拍张照片。但我大概只有四十秒，然后他放下毛巾，看到我吓得跳了起来。

“我操他妈的！你他妈搞什么，傻逼贝？”安迪瞪着我，弯腰捡起刚丢下的毛巾遮住自己。

“对不起！我想跟你聊聊。没想到你会光着走进来，”我解释道。

“我以为家里还没人，”安迪厉声道。他走到衣柜前，进去了一会儿，出来时穿了条内裤。

“你到底去哪儿了？”安迪狐疑地看着我。我知道他在想我是不是刚从寻欢洞回来。

“去齐克家了。我们能聊聊吗？”

“我不知道该说什么，行吗？”安迪穿上黑色服务生裤子。“你在那儿看到昨晚的事，我他妈丢脸死了。”

“我不在乎那些，安迪。我也吃鸡巴啊。”

“这不是重点，”安迪坐在他床上，面对着我。“那不是我为了爽去吃鸡巴。那是别人在羞辱我。还让你看到了，只会更糟一千倍。”

我突然对自己感到愤怒。我本该保护他的。我不该保持沉默，让他去赴那个勒索者的约，明知道那天在寻欢洞不可能拍到什么照片。

“我当时想帮忙的。对不起。”我只能说出这些。

“该死，不是你的错！我只是现在没法处理这一切。”

安迪站起来，开始穿他工作服剩下的部分。

“好吧。我只是觉得我们可以聊聊。毕竟，我们好像有很多共同点……”我说。

“很多男的都吃鸡巴。我们不特别，”安迪的语气很不屑。

“是啊，但是……我有一堆问题想问。比如，你做过超过口活的事吗？怎么知道自己算是 top 还是 bottom？舔菊花呢？那看起来挺恶心的，但色情片里看着又特别辣。”

“天哪，傻逼贝！你当我是什么，你的私人同性恋尤达大师吗？”

“不是！但——”

“没什么但不但的！我没有答案给你。我他妈就是个有毛病的深柜，唯一一个真朋友都走了，只能在寻欢洞跟匿名男人鬼混。更惨的是，我还有个嗑药的小瘪三拿口交勒索我，鬼知道他还想干什么才罢休。你要是想找个榜样，我他妈绝对不是！”

安迪平时跟我说话就这样，我习惯了，但我以为我们互相出柜后，关系应该会不一样了。我站起身，朝门口走去。

“那公园呢？我们是不是定个什么排班表？”我回头问道，喉咙因为失望和难过有点发紧。

“操，不要！我才不要像安排玩耍约会一样安排我的口交！就……给我发短信。”

“给你发短信？”

“你要去公园，就给我发短信。我就避开。”

“行。你要去的话也给我发短信？”

“行。嗯。随你。小心点。”

我点点头，走到走廊里。

“还有，阿贝？从今以后，别进我房间，别看我的手机，别管我的事，”安迪补充道，然后砰地摔上了门。

我回到自己房间，仰面倒在床上。跟我哥的这场谈话，并不完全像我所期待的那种兄弟交心的经历，但好歹也算有点收获。多亏安迪那个发短信的主意，从今往后，我就能确切地知道我哥什么时候在斯坦福公园寻欢洞了。

那天我没打算去斯坦福公园，但安迪去上班几个小时后，那地方就像磁铁一样把我吸了过去。我跟我爸妈说去公园——不算撒谎，不过他们会以为我说的是我们这半边城的公园——然后骑车出了门。

我知道齐克会被家庭之夜拴住——据我所知，这是巴洛家周六晚上的老传统——我又无聊又饥渴，这恰恰是寻欢洞存在的意义。

我想过照约定给安迪发短信，但他还要上班好几个小时，所以我没费这个事。

我走进厕所，发现两个隔间里都看到脚。只有小便池空着。我犹豫了，知道如果站在小便池那儿，隔间里的家伙透过偷窥孔会看到我的脸。

不过，我大老远跑来就是为了爽的，于是决定管他妈的冒个险。我走到小便池前，把已经硬起来的鸡巴从短裤里掏出来。

我站在那儿轻轻撸着，目光在我鸡巴和寻欢洞之间来回移动。我刚开始觉得那隔间里的人八成是个便秘的直男，这时一根手指非常试探地出现了，沿着洞的内壁画了个圈。

我转过身，把鸡巴穿过寻欢洞。安静了片刻，然后一个温暖湿润的口腔把我吞没了。

我想我大概已经被齐克和安迪那两把厉害的口技惯坏了。相比之下，这简直是业余水平。他主要专注于舔吸龟头，不过好歹同时也在给我套弄。

但怎么说这也是个嘴在口我的鸡巴，最烂的口交也还是爽得要命，尤其在你还是个新人的时候。

我刚真正进入状态，听到另一个隔间的门闩开了。我试着把鸡巴抽回来，但那家伙抓得很紧，不肯松口。

时间不够了。我被逮了个正着。一个穿背心的肌肉黑人，看起来二十多岁，停下脚步盯着我——我整个人贴在隔板上，短裤和内裤被推到屁股下面。

我们对视了，他朝我摇了摇头，一脸厌恶的表情。“该死的死基佬。”

万幸的是，他没停下，径直走出了厕所，但我吓得不轻，赶紧把鸡巴从洞里抽回来，塞好。

安迪要我小心的警告突然多了几分分量。那家伙本可以把我揍个半死。跟同体型的人打架我能自保，但跟那种肌肉男可不行。

我已经没兴致继续弄出来了。只想赶紧走人。我走到外面，公园在周六显得相当冷清。但并非空无一人。刚才厕所里那家伙就在附近，站在那儿打电话。

我突然确信他在报警抓我。可是，除非他们当场抓到我在做什么，不然就全是他的一面之词。对吧？但万一他们打给我爸妈呢？

趁他背对着我，我跑向附近一丛灌木，躲了进去。这纯粹是恐慌之举。我盯着他，等警察来，好让他带他们进去逮捕我们这些死基佬。

然后，他转身朝我藏身的方向走了几步，我听到他笑了。

“我赌会！行，我路上顺道买晚饭。”我感觉仿佛过了一辈子那么久，终于长出一口气。他根本没在报警抓我，我只是自己吓自己。

就这么决定了。从今往后，我只会在隔间里面用那寻欢洞。站在小便池那边风险太大了。

我正要爬出灌木丛，厕所门口一个动静吸引了我的目光。刚才给我口交的那个家伙出来了。

是克里斯·本纳。