Stanford Park Glory Hole - Chapter 8

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(Andy's story)

Stanford Park. For the last few years, ever since his best friend's parents decided to move away and rip Wyatt from his life, the men's bathroom at the park had been the only place where Andy McCall could forget how much his life sucked, at least for a little while.

Now, though, it had turned against him. Instead of release and pleasure, it was bringing him humiliation and fear.

The humiliation was coming from a lowlife reject who had taken pictures of him in the park and was using them to blackmail him. He now had videos of Andy sucking both him and his cousin and the real kicker was that the cousin in question, Bill Markley, was one of his little brother Abe's friends.

As if that wasn't bad enough, Abe himself had been a silent witness to it all, which made Andy feel a hundred times more humiliated, even after Abe shocked the hell out of him by coming out as gay.

The fear he was feeling wasn't just because of the blackmail. No, there was something entirely different to be afraid of. Ever since he'd found out that Abe had started visiting the Stanford Park men's room the week before, Andy had been worried that he'd crossed a line without realizing it.

He'd gone to the park one afternoon the prior week after getting to his crappy job waiting tables and realizing that he'd written his shift down wrong. There was still time to kill before he was on the schedule.

The park had been the obvious solution, especially after a long day at school and a particularly horny final class where his desk faced Jake Fulbright's desk across the room at just the right angle to give him an eyeful of the stud's massive bulge, on display in his gray sweatpants. That bulge was legendary in the junior class and beyond, and Andy had literally had dreams about running into Fulbright at the glory hole and stretching his mouth around it.

Andy knew he'd have to get lucky and find someone in the bathroom fairly quickly so he could make it back to work in time for his shift to start. He'd liked his odds when he walked in, though. There was a 40-something Daddy type using a urinal and someone was in the stall closest to the urinals.

Andy, who'd often had luck with married Daddy types at Stanford Park, gave the man a meaningful look as he made his way to a stall. He wasted no time, quickly getting his dick out and stroked to full mast.

The Daddy at the urinals departed right away, but the guy in the stall started making it very obvious that he was stroking his cock.

Andy ran his finger around the inside of the glory hole and a very nice cock made its appearance. Andy had sucked it into his mouth, feeling that thrill he always got when he did so. It was so elicit, so intimate, having a man in his mouth. It always took him back to the first time he and Wyatt had sucked each other off, the day that had changed his life.

The guy had shot fairly quickly and Andy had gladly swallowed, despite the bitter tang. Andy loved cum. It rarely tasted all that good, if he was being honest, but there was just something so hot about swallowing a load fresh from another man's balls.

The guy had gestured for Andy to stick his own cock through the glory hole. The blowjob that followed was enthusiastic but inexperienced, strengthening the belief that had been building in Andy's mind that the guy in the other stall was young and fairly new to all of this.

Andy had been 15 the first time he'd used the glory hole in Stanford Park, and at 17 was now a seasoned veteran. He'd smiled to himself at the memory of that first encounter and, after feeding the newbie his load, had made a quick exit and headed back to work, happy with the idea of having played a part in the kid's gay awakening.

The encounter had stayed on his mind all through work that night and school the next day. He'd headed to the park again the next afternoon, breaking his own rule of only going once a week at most. He'd made this rule after his first few months of going to the park, when he'd realized he was there almost every day and his grades were starting to slip from lack of attention to his homework.

This time, he'd started being sucked by the same inexperienced but eager mouth, he was sure of it. It made sense, since if the kid was new to this, he'd probably be there as much as he possibly could, just like Andy had been a few years earlier.

Andy quickly realized there were two guys in the stall, though, and the second guy was a true pro who gave fantastic head. Andy hoped he was teaching the newbie some tricks, because it was hands down the best head he'd had in a long time.

They'd been interrupted, though, and Andy had moved from the urinals to a stall, where he ended up sucking off one of the guys through the glory hole. Based on the fact that he had a bigger cock and sweeter tasting cum, Andy was sure it was the second guy, which meant it was the newbie who had stroked him off under the stall at the same time.

Andy had felt pretty good about it all, until the blackmailer had sent the photo of him leaving the park and made it clear he knew what Andy had been doing in the bathroom.

When he'd seen Markley with his blackmailing cousin, he'd been sure that Abe's friend was the newbie. Even when he'd started sucking him, the cock had seemed similar enough in length and girth to be the newbie's. Afterward, though, Bill had confessed to him that this was the first blowjob he'd ever received, and Andy had believed him.

Later that night, Abe had come out to him and he'd realized his brother had been to Stanford Park. This made Andy feel like his stomach had just dropped into his shoes. Everything about it seemed to fit in with the newbie and Andy had been momentarily certain that he and his brother had traded blowjobs.

When Abe told him about sucking off a jogger and fucking a guy under the stall, Andy had been stunned by his brother's quick progress- Andy hadn't experienced anal at Stanford Park until he'd been going there almost a year, even though he'd done it with Wyatt many times- but also relieved.

The more he thought about it, the more he wondered if one of Andy's friends, all of whom had learned the glory hole existed that day from Markley, had been the newbie. Not Bill, but what about Zeke Barlow? Andy had sometimes picked up a vibe from Zeke that left him fairly certain that Abe's friend was into guys to some extent.

Could it be Nick Weller? Or Chris Benner? He knew Benner had a girlfriend, but Andy had sucked enough married cock at Stanford Park to know that a girlfriend didn't make a guy unwilling to play around.

Still, there was a niggling doubt in the back of his mind about the newbie, a fear that it could have been Abe. The only part that didn't quite make sense to him was the second day, when there had been someone in the stall with the Newbie. It could have been Abe and a random guy, of course, but it had taken Andy a really long time to actually go into another stall with a guy, rather than being completely anonymous through the glory hole. He couldn't see Abe doing that yet, but then who would he have been with in there? So maybe it hadn't been him.

Either way, Andy now had to worry about running into his brother at the glory hole and had reluctantly agreed to the plan that they'd text each other to stay away if they were headed that way.

Which, unfortunately, Andy was now doing. Not by choice, though. He'd received a text from that blackmailing prick, ordering him to repot to his 'office'.

After letting Abe know where he was going - Andy had caught him just as he was getting on his bike to go to the park himself- Andy had jumped in his car and headed across town.

Stanford Park was fairly quiet today, Andy noticed. A jogger was on the trails- was he the one Abe had sucked off?- and there were a few female dog walkers scattered around.

The bathroom was equally quiet, completely empty in fact. Thirty seconds after he walked in, his phone pinged with a text.

"Good bitch. Wait for me." Ryan lived across from the street from the park. He'd obviously been watching and waiting.

Andy leaned against the sink, his arms crossed, thinking about what Abe had told him before he left the house about how illegal all of this was.

Ryan strutted in a few minutes later, looking pleased with himself. "Hey cocksuker! Miss me?" Andy rolled his eyes as Ryan grabbed his own junk and shook it around in his shorts.

"What do you want?"

"Temper, temper, bitch. You need to treat me sweet if you don't want some videos showing up online "

"About that. You realize that I'm 17, right? Which technically makes any pictures and videos you have of me highly illegal. Not to mention that blackmail is illegal, revenge porn is illegal, and so is dealing drugs. So, maybe you need to keep me sweet."

Ryan seemed at a loss for words for a moment, then sneered. "You call the cops, you out yourself."

"Funny, I came out to my brother the other night. Felt pretty good. Might be time to just be an out and proud queer. Gotta happen sometime."

"You're bluffing."

"Which of us has more to lose here, Ryan?"

The two stared at each other. Ryan broke first. "Fuck! I had a lot of plans for you. My dumb twat of a cousin already deleted the videos and pictures from the cloud this afternoon, though. I figured we'd just make some more today. I guess you win."

Andy felt a rush of gratitude toward Markley. He definitely owed that guy another blowjob.

"Hey, you know how you said I didn't have to blackmail you to get you to suck my cock, because you liked doing it? You wanna? No video, you can hold my phone," Ryan gestured toward the stalls.

"You're twisted. Leave the guys here alone, or there is going to be an anonymous tip to the cops about your little drug business."

"Whatever." Ryan slouched out of the men's room.

"Fuck yeah!" Andy celebrated with his reflection in the mirror. Abetard had sort of saved the day, bringing up all those points about how illegal everything Ryan did was. Andy had been too caught up in fear and humiliation to think of that.

As he stared at himself in the mirror with a relieved grin on his face, the jogger he'd seen earlier came in and made eye contact with him, giving him a nod of greeting. He looked to be in his mid 20's, well built and good looking.

Andy waited a few moments and then walked up to the urinal next to the one the jogger was stranding in front of. After a blatant glance down at what the man was holding in his hand, Andy pulled his own out and started to slowly stroke it.

The jogger reached over and pushed Andy's hand away, replacing it with his own. As he stroked, Andy reached over and squeezed his ass, causing him to groan loudly.

Andy took this as permission and slipped a few fingers down the back of his running shorts, touching his hot little hole.

The jogger moaned and let go of Andy's dick. He turned and walked into the stall, gesturing for Andy to follow.

When Andy slipped inside the tight quarters of the stall, the jogger was already leaning against the wall, his shorts pushed down below his ass, which was arched invitingly toward him.

No words needed to be spoken. Both men knew exactly what they wanted. Andy stepped up behind the older man, spread his cheeks and spit on his hole a few times, then slipped his cock inside. The jogger's hot, tight asshole squeezed his dick like a vice. The two grunted and groaned quietly in the empty bathroom, which echoed with the sound of Andy's body pounding against the jogger's.

Only four words were spoken during the encounter. The first three were by the jogger: "Cum inside me!" The last, a few minutes later, was by Andy, who said "Thanks!" as he slapped the jogger's bare ass after pulling out of it.

On his way home, Andy decided it was time to talk to Abe, be a better big brother. He needed to thank him for his help. He could also try and answer some of his questions about being gay. He wasn't really much of a talker, though.

To be honest, Andy was mad at the world most of the time for taking Wyatt away, and mad at Wyatt, whose Instagram was full of pictures of him and his new buddy, a ridiculously attractive guy named Parker.

Andy was certain they were more than friends and it hurt like hell and drove him crazy with jealousy, not that he'd really expected Wyatt to become celibate once they were forced apart by fate. Wyatt had found a new someone, though, while he'd just found Stanford Park.

Still, he'd beat Ryan and had some really great sex, so he was feeling good at the moment. Andy pulled into the driveway and slipped inside the house, going into the downstairs bathroom first to do a bit of cleanup. No point in trying to talk to Abe while smelling of the Jogger's hole.

Once he'd soaped up and dried off, Andy headed upstairs. He was in such high spirits that he forgot to knock, walking right in and then freezing at the sight of his brother lying on top of another guy. There was a dick in Abe's mouth, the other guy was clearly fingering his brother's hole, and he'd caught them both right at climax.

Abe's eyes were locked on his, his throat was working as he swallowed cum. Andy's first thought was that his little brother looked incredibly fucking hot with a dick in his mouth, followed by instant horror and self loathing for having thought that.

Andy backed out of the room slowly, feeling his good mood and the rare feeling of openness draining away as the fears about lines being crossed came rushing back.

(end of Andy's story)

Andy's eyes widened and his mouth dropped open. I stared back at my brother, like a deer caught in headlights, as I swallowed Benner's bitter tasting load and finished delivering my own. I was all too aware that my friend's finger was still pressing against my asshole.

After what felt like an eternity, Andy seemed to snap out of his daze. He silently raised his hands in an apologetic manner and backed out of my room, closing the door without making a sound.

Chris was still sucking me, so I knew my friend had no clue we'd been caught. I slowly rolled off of him and sat up. Benner did the same, swinging his legs over the side of my bed and pulling his underwear up with his back to me.

"You definitely improved by the end," I said, trying to break the sudden tension I felt in the room.

"Like I want to be good at that! It was just a one time thing. I'm not gay. We're not fags. Right?"

Benner stood up and looked in my direction without meeting my eyes. I sighed and shook my head. "Benner, I can't speak for you. Only you know what you feel and why you just sucked me off-"

"I was just curious! It didn't mean anything. I have a girlfriend-"

"- but I know why I sucked your dick, and why I was at Stanford Park. I'm gay. And if you call me a fag, I will kick your ass."

Chris stared at me, his face flushing. Part of me couldn't believe I'd just come out to Benner, of all people, but since we'd just engaged in a sixty nine, it couldn't be that much of a shock to him.

"I'm hetero," he insisted.

"Okay," I shrugged.

"If you tell anyone about this-"

"I won't."

"Good. Let's forget this ever happened."

I nodded. "You want to play some more?" I gestured to the game.

"No. Gotta get home."

"Sure," I stood up, my dick still half hard as I pulled my clothes back on and opened my bedroom door. On our way down, we met Andy coming up the stairs.

"Hey Andy, 'sup?" Benner's voice sounded extremely nervous.

"Not much," Andy muttered as he continued on his way.

I followed Chris down to the front door, where he turned around and glanced up the stairs. "Fuck, how long do you think he's been here? Do you think he heard anything?"

"We're good, Chris. We weren't all that loud and I'm sure he just walked in. See you at school tomorrow, yeah?"

Benner nodded and made his exit. I closed the door and leaned back against it with my eyes closed. I'd just hooked up with another one of my friends, had my asshole touched for the first time, came out, and had my brother see me sucking cock and swallowing cum.

It was a lot to process.

I headed into the downstairs bathroom for some clean up, used some mouthwash, and then went up and knocked on Andy's door.

"Come in."

Andy was sitting at his desk, homework in front of him, not looking at me.

"Hey."

"Hey. Sorry about that. Should have knocked."

"It's okay. Guess we're kinda even?"

Andy nodded. "Benner, huh? Thought it would be Zeke after your little whisper session at the car today."

I smiled. "Well, Zeke and I have been... uh... messing around. Benner was unexpected."

Andy looked up at me finally and raised his eyebrows. "You're hooking up with both of them?"

"Sort of. Benner is so deep in the closet, he freaked out as soon as we finished. Doubt I'll be fooling around with him again. But Zeke... turns out he's bi, and we... yeah. It's all new."

Andy nodded and looked away again, like he was ashamed to even look me in the face. "Was it the park? Did you run into each other there? After Markley told you about it?"

Shit. I'd left that part of the story out for a reason, but now that I'd told him about Zeke and I hooking up, I guess it didn't matter. "Actually, yeah. Totally crazy. That guy I fucked under the stall? Well, I was in one stall fucking him and Zeke was on the other side, getting sucked by him."

"Wow. Two virgins stumbling into a jackpot. Beginners luck," Andy said, still staring at the homework on his desk. His voice sounded a bit strange.

"Not really, Zeke has a lot of experience from band camp. Honestly, he sucks dick like... damn. I can't even describe how good it is." It felt really cool, opening up like this with Andy. Maybe it was the beginning of us bonding.

"Good. Now you can stay away from Stanford Park. Unless you guys decide to go together again."

That hit a little too close to a truth I didn't want Andy discovering, so I jumped at the chance to change the subject. "What happened there this afternoon? Are you okay?" I asked.

"All good. I need to study." It was a clear dismissal.

"But, you came to my room. What were you going to tell me?"

Andy shook his head. "Nothing."

"But what about Ryan? Did you-"

"Out, Abetard! I need to study."

God, he was so infuriating! Why couldn't he just talk to me?! I slammed his door behind me and went back to my room.

Later that night, I was texting back and forth with Zeke. I'd ascertained that Andy was working tomorrow right after school, so we could have the house to ourselves. After some inner debate, I decided to fill Zeke in on Benner, since he was already aware of the glory hole encounters.

"No way! You and Benner 69'd?" Zeke texted.

"Yep 69'd, swallowed each others jizz, then he freaked and told me he was hetero and I'd better not tell anyone"

"He checked all the classic closet case cliches, except 'boy was I drunk last night'' Zeke texted back, with a bunch of laughing emojis.

I sent back a few choice emojis of my own. Then, Zeke texted, "Tomorrow after school, I want you to top me. But only if you promise I can top you next time."

My dick was instantly rock hard, and I pulled down my pants and snapped a quick picture of it. Texting it to Zeke, I added the words "Clearly, I'm up for that!"

Zeke quickly texted back a picture of his own delicious looking hard dick, with the words "me too!" under it. It was quickly followed by another text that said "Don't touch yourself, McCall, save it for tomorrow afternoon.' I groaned, then shot him a thumbs up emoji, followed by an eggplant emoji, and then 'See you at school'.

斯坦福公园的寻欢洞 - 第八章

作者：布兰登·沃尔登 发布于：2023 年 10 月 15 日 字数：3751 来源：https://new.nifty.org/stories/stanford-park-glory-hole-97186/8

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（安迪的故事）

斯坦福公园。在过去几年里，自从他最好的朋友的父母决定搬走、把怀亚特从他的生活中夺走之后，公园的男厕所就成了安迪·麦考尔唯一能忘记自己生活有多操蛋的地方，至少能短暂地忘记一会儿。

但现在，这地方反过来害了他。它带给他的不再是释放和快感，而是羞辱和恐惧。

羞辱来自一个下三滥的混账，他在公园里拍了安迪的照片，并利用这些照片来勒索他。现在他手里有安迪给他和他表哥口交的视频，而最讽刺的是，那个表哥比尔·马克利，居然是他弟弟阿贝的朋友之一。

好像这还不够糟似的，阿贝本人还默默地目睹了这一切，这让安迪感到的羞辱感翻了百倍，即便阿贝后来向他出柜，把他惊得目瞪口呆。

他感受到的恐惧不仅仅是因为勒索。不，还有一件完全不同的事情让他害怕。自从他发现阿贝在前一周开始光顾斯坦福公园的男厕所后，安迪就一直担心自己在不知情的情况下越过了某条界限。

上一周的某天下午，他到了他那份烂透了的服务生工作后，发现自己记错了排班时间。离他上班还有段时间要打发。

公园显然是解决之道，尤其是在学校熬了漫长的一天之后，而且最后一节课他格外欲火中烧——他的课桌正对着杰克·富布赖特在教室对面的桌子，角度刚好让他把那猛男鼓鼓囊囊的巨大裆部看了个饱，在灰色运动裤下展示得清清楚楚。那鼓包在整个三年级乃至更远都堪称传奇，而安迪确实做过梦，梦见自己在寻欢洞撞见富布赖特，然后把嘴撑开含住那玩意。

安迪知道，要想赶得及回去上班，他得运气好在厕所里快点碰到人。不过，当他走进去时，觉得胜算还挺大。一个四十多岁的大叔型男人正在用小便池，紧挨着小便池的隔间里还有个人。

安迪在斯坦福公园对已婚大叔型男人一向颇有斩获，于是他朝那个男人使了个意味深长的眼色，一边走向隔间。他一秒钟都没浪费，飞快地掏出鸡巴，撸到了完全勃起。

小便池旁的大叔立刻就离开了，但隔间里的家伙开始非常明显地撸起自己的鸡巴。

安迪用手指沿着寻欢洞内壁画了一圈，一根非常漂亮的鸡巴应声出现。安迪把它含进嘴里，感受到那种他一贯如此时都会涌起的兴奋。如此隐秘，如此亲密，把一个男人含在嘴里。这总是让他回想起他和怀亚特第一次互相口交的那天，那个改变了他一生的日子。

那家伙射得相当快，安迪欣然吞了下去，尽管味道有些苦涩。安迪热爱精液。说实话，精液通常并不怎么好吃，但直接从另一个男人卵蛋里新鲜出炉吞下一泡，就是有种莫名强烈的快感。

那家伙示意安迪把自己的鸡巴从寻欢洞伸过去。随后的口交充满热情但技术生疏，这让安迪心里越来越确定，隔间另一边那人很年轻，而且对这一切还相当新手。

安迪第一次使用斯坦福公园的寻欢洞时 15 岁，如今 17 岁的他已经是个经验丰富的老手了。他暗自笑了笑，回忆起初次经历的往事，在喂给那个新手自己的精液后，迅速撤离，回去上班，心里乐滋滋地想着自己在那小子的同性恋觉醒中扮演了一个角色。

整个那晚上班和第二天上学，这次遭遇都萦绕在他心头。第二天下午，他又去了公园，打破了自己最多一周去一次的规定。他是在最初去公园几个月后定下这条规矩的，当时他意识到自己几乎天天都去，成绩因为无心做作业开始下滑。

这一次，他一开始就被同一张技术生疏但充满渴望的嘴口交着，他对此很确定。这也说得通，如果那小子是新来的，他大概会尽可能多地待在那儿，就像安迪几年前一样。

不过，安迪很快意识到隔间里有两个人，而第二个人是个真正的行家，口技超凡。安迪希望他正在教那个新手一些技巧，因为那毫无疑问是他很久以来享受过的最棒的口交。

但他们被打断了，安迪从小便池那边挪进了隔间，结果他通过寻欢洞给其中一个人口交了。基于那人的鸡巴更大、精液味道更甜这些事实，安迪确信那是第二个人，也就是说，是那个新手同时在隔板下给他套弄。

安迪对这一切本来感觉还挺好的，直到那个勒索者发来了他离开公园的照片，并明确表示他知道安迪在厕所里干了什么。

当他看到马克利和他那个勒索人的表哥在一起时，他曾确信阿贝的朋友就是那个新手。即便当他开始给比尔口交时，那根鸡巴的长度和粗细似乎也跟新手的足够相似。但事后，比尔向他坦白这是他平生第一次被口交，安迪信了他。

那晚晚些时候，阿贝向他出柜了，他这才意识到他弟弟去过斯坦福公园。这让安迪感觉胃都沉到了鞋子里。所有细节都跟那个新手对得上，安迪一度确信他和他弟弟互相口交过。

当阿贝告诉他给一个慢跑者口交、还在隔板下干了一个人时，安迪对弟弟进展如此神速感到震惊——安迪去那地方快一年才在斯坦福公园体验到肛交，尽管他和怀亚特做过很多次——但同时也松了一口气。

他越想越怀疑，是不是安迪的某个朋友——所有人都是那天从马克利嘴里听说寻欢洞存在的——才是那个新手。不是比尔，但齐克·巴洛呢？安迪有时能从齐克身上捕捉到一种感觉，让他相当确定阿贝这个朋友对男生有某种程度的兴趣。

会不会是尼克·韦勒？或者克里斯·本纳？他知道本纳有女朋友，但安迪在斯坦福公园口过足够多的已婚鸡巴，清楚有女朋友并不代表一个男的不想出来玩。

尽管如此，他心里还是有个挥之不去的疑虑，关于那个新手，一种恐惧——那个人可能是阿贝。唯一让他觉得不完全合理的是第二天，当时新手隔间里还有另一个人。当然可能是阿贝和一个随机的人，但安迪花了很长时间才真正跟人一起进另一个隔间，而不是通过寻欢洞完全匿名地进行。他没法想象阿贝这么快就能做那种事，但那他又跟谁一起在里面呢？所以也许不是他。

无论如何，安迪现在得担心在寻欢洞撞上他弟弟，于是不情不愿地同意了那个方案：如果一方要去那边，就发短信让对方避开。

而不幸的是，安迪现在正在去的路上。虽然不是自愿的。他收到了那个勒索杂种发来的短信，命令他到他的"办公室"报到。

在让阿贝知道他去哪儿之后——安迪正好撞见阿贝正要骑上自行车自己去公园——安迪跳上车，朝城另一头开去。

安迪注意到，今天斯坦福公园相当冷清。有个慢跑者在步道上——难道他就是阿贝口过的那个？——还零星散布着几个遛狗的女人。

厕所同样安静，事实上空无一人。他走进去三十秒后，手机叮的一声弹出一条短信。

"乖婊子。等着我。"瑞安就住在公园街对面。他显然一直在观望和等待。

安迪靠在洗手池边，双臂交叉，想着离家前阿贝告诉他的话，说这一切有多违法。

几分钟后，瑞安大摇大摆地走了进来，一脸得意。"嘿，吃鸡巴的！想我了没？" 安迪翻了个白眼，瑞安抓着自己那玩意隔着裤子晃了晃。

"你想干什么？"

"脾气不小啊，婊子。你要是不想让一些视频出现在网上，就得对我温柔点。"

"说到这个。你意识到我 17 岁吧？这在技术上意味着你手里任何我的照片和视频都是严重违法的。更不用说勒索是违法的，报复性艳照是违法的，贩毒也是违法的。所以，也许你该对我温柔点。"

瑞安似乎一时语塞，然后冷笑道。"你报警，就得出柜。"

"有意思，我前几天跟我弟弟出柜了。感觉挺好。也许是时候当个坦坦荡荡出柜的酷儿了。总会有这么一天的。"

"你在虚张声势。"

"我们俩谁亏得更多，瑞安？"

两人互相瞪着。瑞安先打破了沉默。"操！我本来对你还有很多计划的。不过我那个蠢蛋表弟今天下午已经把视频和照片都从云端删了。我本来打算今天再拍些新的。我想你赢了。"

安迪心中涌起一阵对马克利的感激。他绝对欠那家伙再口一次。

"嘿，你不是说过不需要勒索我，我也会给你口鸡巴吗，因为你自己喜欢做这个事？想来一发吗？不拍视频，你可以拿着我的手机。"瑞安朝隔间那边扬了扬头。

"你是个变态。离这儿的男人们远点，否则会有匿名举报打给警察，关于你那点小毒品生意。"

"随便。"瑞安垂头丧气地出了男厕所。

"操，太棒了！"安迪对着镜子里的自己庆祝。傻逼贝算是救了场，提出那些关于瑞安所作所为有多违法的论点。安迪之前太深陷于恐惧和羞辱之中，完全没想到这些。

他正对着镜子里如释重负地笑着，之前看到的那个慢跑者走了进来，跟他四目相对，点了点头致意。他看起来二十五岁左右，身材健硕，长相不错。

安迪等了几秒，然后走到慢跑者站着的便池旁的另一个便池前。先明目张胆地瞥了一眼那男人手里握着的玩意之后，安迪掏出自己的，开始慢慢地套弄。

慢跑者伸手过来推开安迪的手，用自己的手取而代之。他套弄的时候，安迪伸手捏了他的屁股，惹得他大声呻吟起来。

安迪把这当作许可，把几根手指滑进他跑步短裤后面，触碰了他那滚烫的小后穴。

慢跑者呻吟着，松开了安迪的鸡巴。他转身走进隔间，示意安迪跟上去。

当安迪溜进隔间狭小的空间里时，慢跑者已经靠在墙上，短裤推到屁股下面，屁股充满诱惑地朝他拱着。

无需言语。两个男人都清楚自己想要什么。安迪跨步到年长男人身后，掰开他的臀瓣，朝他后穴吐了几口唾沫，然后把鸡巴滑了进去。慢跑者那滚烫紧致的后穴像钳子一样夹住了他的家伙。两人在空荡的厕所里发出低沉的闷哼和呻吟，安迪身体撞击慢跑者屁股的声音在厕所里回荡。

整个过程中只说了四个字。前三个是慢跑者说的："射我里面！" 最后那个是几分钟后安迪说的，他抽出鸡巴后，拍了拍慢跑者赤裸的屁股，说了句"谢了！"

回家的路上，安迪决定是时候跟阿贝谈谈了，当个更好的大哥。他需要谢谢阿贝的帮助。他也可以试着回答一些关于做同性恋的问题。虽然他不是个善于言辞的人。

说实话，安迪大多数时候都在对世界发火，把怀亚特从他身边夺走的世界，也对怀亚特发火，怀亚特的 Ins 上全是他和新伙计的照片——一个叫帕克的家伙，帅气得不像话。

安迪确信他们不止是朋友，这感觉痛彻心扉，让他嫉妒得发狂，倒不是说他在被命运强行分开后真的指望怀亚特会守身如玉。但怀亚特找到了一个新的人，而他只找到了斯坦福公园。

不过，他击败了瑞安，还爽了一把特别棒的性爱，所以此刻他心情很好。安迪驶进车道，溜进屋里，先进楼下卫生间快速清理了一下。要是闻起来一屁股慢跑者后穴的味道，还怎么跟阿贝聊天。

等他打了肥皂擦干身子，安迪上了楼。他情绪太高涨，忘了敲门，径直走了进去，然后当场定住——眼前是他弟弟趴在另一个男人身上的画面。阿贝嘴里含着一根鸡巴，另一个男的正用手指捅他弟弟的后穴，而他把两人都撞了个正着，就在他们高潮的那一刻。

阿贝的眼睛锁着他的，喉头正吞咽着精液抽动着。安迪的第一反应是，他弟弟嘴里含着鸡巴的样子真他妈火辣至极，紧接着是对自己产生这个念头而涌起的即刻恐惧和自我厌恶。

安迪缓缓退出房间，感觉好心情和他那稀有的敞开心扉的感觉都在流失，那些关于越过界限的恐惧重新涌上心头。

（安迪的故事结束）

安迪瞪大了眼睛，嘴巴张着。我回盯着我哥，像一只被车灯惊住的鹿，一边吞下本纳那味道苦涩的精液，一边射出了我自己的那一泡。我太清楚我朋友的手指还在按压着我的后穴。

过了仿佛永恒那么久，安迪似乎从恍惚中回过神来。他默默举起双手，做出一个抱歉的姿势，然后退出了我的房间，关上门时没发出一点声音。

克里斯还在吸我，所以我知道我朋友完全不知道我们被撞见了。我慢慢地从他身上翻下来，坐了起来。本纳也坐起身，把腿甩到床边，背对着我拉上内裤。

"到最后你确实进步了，"我说，试图打破房间里突然涌现的紧张感。

"好像我喜欢擅长这种事似的！这只是一次性的事。我不是同性恋。我们不是死基佬。对吧？"

本纳站起来，朝我这边看过来，但没直视我的眼睛。我叹了口气，摇了摇头。"本纳，我不能替你说话。只有你自己知道你感觉到什么，以及你为什么刚刚给我口交——"

"我只是好奇！这不代表任何事。我有女朋友——"

"— 但我知道我为什么给你口鸡巴，为什么我会在斯坦福公园。我是同性恋。而你要是再叫我死基佬，我会揍扁你。"

克里斯瞪着我，脸涨得通红。我一部分心思不敢相信自己居然向本纳出柜了，在所有的人里，不过既然我们刚刚搞了六九式，这对他说来也不至于太震惊。

"我是异性恋，"他坚持道。

"好吧，"我耸耸肩。

"你要是敢跟任何人说这件事——"

"我不会。"

"好。咱们就当这事从没发生过。"

我点点头。"你还想玩会儿吗？"我朝游戏机示意。

"不。得回家了。"

"行，"我站起来，鸡巴还半硬着，重新穿好衣服，打开了卧室的门。下楼的时候，我们碰上安迪正从楼梯上来。

"嘿安迪，怎么样？"本纳的声音听起来极其紧张。

"没什么，"安迪咕哝了一声，继续往上走。

我跟着克里斯走到前门口，他转过身，朝楼上瞥了一眼。"操，你觉得他回来多久了？你觉得他听到什么了吗？"

"没事的，克里斯。我们没那么大声，我确定他只是刚回来。明天学校见，嗯？"

本纳点点头，走了出去。我关上门，闭上眼睛靠在门上。我刚跟又一个朋友搞上了，第一次被人碰了后穴，出柜了，还让我哥看到我吃鸡巴吞精液。

这也太多东西需要消化了。

我走进楼下卫生间清理了一下，用了漱口水，然后上楼敲了安迪的门。

"进来。"

安迪坐在书桌前，面前摆着作业，没看我。

"嘿。"

"嘿。抱歉刚才的事。应该敲门的。"

"没关系。我想我们算扯平了？"

安迪点点头。"本纳，哈？看到今天在学校车旁你们俩低声嘀咕，我还以为是齐克呢。"

我笑了笑。"嗯，齐克和我一直在……呃……瞎搞。本纳是个意外。"

安迪终于抬起头看我，挑了挑眉毛。"你在跟他们俩都搞？"

"算是吧。本纳深柜得厉害，我们一完事他就吓坏了。估计不会再跟他搞了。但齐克……原来他是双性恋，我们……嗯。一切都是新的。"

安迪点点头，又转过头去，好像连正视我的脸都觉得羞愧。"是在公园吗？你们在那儿碰上的？马克利跟你们讲了之后？"

操。我之前把故事的这部分省去了是有原因的，但现在既然我告诉了他我和齐克搞上了，我想也无所谓了。"其实，是的。太疯狂了。我在隔板下干的那个家伙？嗯，我在一个隔间里干他，齐克在另一边，被那家伙口交。"

"哇。两个处男撞上了大礼包。新手运气，"安迪说，依然盯着书桌上的作业。他的声音听着有点奇怪。

"也不算，齐克在乐队夏令营攒了很多经验。说实话，他给人吹箫的技术……靠。我都形容不出有多好。"感觉真的很棒，这样跟安迪敞开心扉聊天。也许这是我俩关系热络起来的开始。

"很好。现在你可以离斯坦福公园远点了。除非你们俩决定再去一次。"

这话有点太过接近一个我不想让安迪发现的真相，于是我赶紧抓住机会换了话题。"今天下午那儿发生什么了？你还好吗？"我问。

"一切都好。我得学习了。"这是个明显的逐客令。

"可是，你来我房间了。你本来想跟我说什么？"

安迪摇了摇头。"没什么。"

"但瑞安呢？你有没有——"

"出去，傻逼贝！我得学习了。"

天哪，他真是让人气炸了！为什么他就不能跟我好好聊聊？！我摔上他的门，回到自己房间。

那晚晚些时候，我和齐克来回发着短信。我搞清楚了安迪明天一放学就要上班，所以家里只有我们俩。经过一番内心挣扎，我决定告诉齐克本纳的事，既然他本来就了解寻欢洞的那些遭遇。

"不是吧！你和本纳搞了六九？"齐克回复。

"对 六九了，互相吞了对方的精液，然后他吓坏了，告诉我他是异性恋，我最好别告诉任何人"

"他集齐了所有经典的深柜反应，就除了'老天我昨晚真是喝大了'' 齐克回过来一堆大笑的表情。

我回敬了几个精选表情。然后，齐克发来："明天放学后，我想让你做 top 干我。但前提是你保证下次我可以 top 你。"

我的鸡巴立刻硬得像石头，我拉下裤子，飞快地拍了一张照片。发给了齐克，附上一句话"很显然，我可是准备好了！"

齐克也飞快回了一张他自己美味硬鸡巴的照片，下面写着"我也是！"紧接着又来了一条："别碰自己，麦考尔，留着给明天下午。"我呻吟了一声，然后回了他一个竖起大拇指的表情，跟着一个茄子表情，然后发了"学校见"。