Former Prisoner Hunting a Rooster in the Park Bathroom

When you live in the same area for a long time, you end up discovering all the good and bad that exists in the locality. You know where to find exactly what you are looking for. In my area there was a large park. At first it was a well-frequented place, full of trees, well equipped for families, but over time it was forgotten and abandoned. In the morning until it worked well, with a lot of people running and exercising, but in the fall of the afternoon into the night, only gathered the wrong thing: moleque smoking marijuana, small pivetes wanting to steal some distracted user and many gays who went to their darkest areas, or in the poorly maintained bathrooms, behind the roller. Of the many guards who worked there, only two remained, one who was on duty from morning until noon and then Jonah, who was on duty from noon until closing, twenty-second hour. Even after closing, someone had to jump the fences and bars to prepare inside. Jonas and I have always been partners since we were kids, we've done a lot of stuff together, and then I got involved in a few bad things, but he became a city security guard, working in this park, and he always liked a good whorehouse, and he often accompanied me or gave me some covers so I could make my stops in secret. I often went to the park during off-peak hours after eating a new gay chef's cuisine and he always gave me a cover, or pointed me to one that he knew he liked to roll. Jonas is short, stocky, but very strong. We're the same age, thirty years old. He's a Negro with a very dark skin, and I'm a light tan with indigenous traits. I'm pale, which always gave me a lot of luck to fuck a pig, since most cattle ranchers love a big roll. Jonas has a dick smaller than mine, but very thick, I've seen a lot of cattle ranchers ask for a ride when he pushes the cock inside. I made a few wrong stops, sold some bagels, and ended up going to the can for a few months, although I had the support of the parts in the prison, I left there with a hunger for fuck, violent, crazy to fuck. I didn't want to know more about women, had some troubles because of alimony and I really wanted was some gay cooks, which does not give work to anyone. The second day I was at home I went to the park to exchange an idea with Jonas. He was happy to see me, he advised me not to get into more fights with the law, and then I asked him how the cousins of the park were. <unk> Paulão, that's the way we like it my friend. There's always a little veal around here behind the roller, we know right away, even when they disguise themselves so as not to attract attention. There's even a new girl in the neighborhood who comes around here to do something wrong or give some male an ass. Now with a little movement it's even better. <unk> He explained to me. <unk> So I come there when it gets dark, who knows I'm lucky to catch a good pig, I'm very hungry. <unk> I said laughing and going towards the market to do some shopping, since I had nothing to eat at home. I came back about eight o'clock, it was dark in some parts of the park, there was little movement, and I talked to Jonas, and he said it was best to stay in the bathroom behind his den, a bathroom halfway around the corner, hidden by some palm trees. There I was, in the bathroom closet, the door slammed open, in the biggest boner, and no one to show up. The dick was already hard, in expectation of a fuck, I was almost conforming to hit a hand job and go away, when comes a moleque, of skate in hand, new, smooth hair, with golden tones due to the sun, face of machina, no tricks, skinny, loose pants falling from the waist, very stylish. He should be eighteen years old, but looked younger. He must have killed the lesson to skate in the park. He came in and went to the urinal. As soon as he pulled the pin out and started to pee, I came out, and I stood next to him. He looked at me a little scared, I think from the surprise of having someone in there. I pulled the hard stick out, and I started to pee. He didn't give that look and I saw the moleque's chin almost fall off. I don't know if it was the size of my stick, or the fact that it was hard. At that hour I glanced at the door and saw the head of Jonah making a positive sign to me, giving me the confirmation that the molecule curtia rolls. Did you like what you saw? I said and saw his face of surprise, or fear, I could not identify. He stuttered: I don't mean that. What's your name? He answered dry, without taking his eyes off my dick. My name is Paulão. "Beauty", he said, trying to close the zipper of his loose-fitting pants, and I saw that he was sticking half a bomb. Don't come out now. I think I'd better go. He stuttered again. We're just going to play a little game, and you're going to tell me that you've never taken a piss, that you don't feel like it. <unk> It's not that! Once, I was with a friend, and we punched each other, but his dick was not even half his own. How can a dick that size? It seems like a lie! <unk> At that time I saw that he was in the chat, talking confused, was afraid and desire at the same time. Then take it, just a little, just to feel it in your hand. The boy looked fascinated, with that little hair thrown to the side, like a sheep before the wolf. At that time I went to the door and gave a sign to Jonah. <unk> Relax, the security guard is my friend. He takes care of people. Your face is the one who is crazy to suck my pussy. You can suck, go! Just a little bit. To kill curiosity. <unk> I said that and put my big hand on his neck, forcing a little down, he knew he wouldn't get out of there without sucking. He gave a shy little lick at the end of the break, and I think the taste and the hard-on made him lick it again and again. Soon he was chewing the stick with his mouth, sucking, hungry. He opened his mouth wide, causing the mushroom-shaped head to slide down his throat. I pushed harder and harder, already mad with excitement, looking at that little Frenchman struggling to swallow the jeba. <unk> Fuck you, you little brat! Your mouth is a dripping little mouthpiece. Suck more! What a boner, you son of a bitch! He swallows everything. <unk> He seemed proud of the compliments and capricious in the sucking. He said to me, and seemed to be in a hurry to get out of there. Your mouth is delicious, but I want more, now I want your ass, I want to see that ass winking at me! <unk> It's dangerous here, man! I'm scared and I can't stand this pause of yours either. Enjoy in my mouth. <unk> He told me, still breastfeeding. I told you that no one will come here. My friend is watching the door. I'll eat you anyway. Better be for good. So you enjoy better. I know you want to. He looked at me and slowly pulled down his trousers, revealing a little angel's body. Smooth, hairless. Nymph bundle. It's been a long time since I've seen such a little body! He put his hands on the wall and stuck his tail back. It was a little bundle and that excited me even more. That's when we heard the bathroom door open, and it was Jonas, my security buddy. You've done well, my friend, you're going to draw a new whore. The moleck gave a disguised chuckle, and I knew he was enjoying it, so I bent down and stuck my tongue up his ass, wanting to taste that soft meat. "Oh, how delicious, my ass!" he whispered. Jonah returned to his post, guarding the door, while I continued to lick that youthful ass with my tongue. That ass is going to turn into a pussy, you little bastard! It's time for you to feel the pleasure of taking a male role in this little ring. I said brushing the head of the stick on his ass. There's no scene more beautiful than the moment when a new kitchen opens up. Kitchen tight. The folds were bursting, one by one. Alan tried to scream, but I put my hand in his mouth and kept pushing the pause. <unk> Calm down, moleque! Don't shout. Weren't you looking for a whorehouse around here at that hour? So don't complain. Take a deep breath. Let go of that ass. I'll break you, little bitch. <unk> I think he felt what was going to happen and tried to relax I took my hand out of that son of a bitch's mouth, and that feeling of domination, of power, it was driving me crazy. "Oh, my ass, man, it's breaking me. I've never felt that". He cried. I started to push harder, to really break through. That new tail was going to kill my hunger as a prisoner. I missed a whore like that when I was in prison. <unk> After complaining a bit he seemed to have gotten used to the stick. I felt like a horse breaking a pony. I was going deep, breaking through that little body. I heard someone outside wanting to use the bathroom. <unk> The bathroom is closed, boy. An employee is unplugging a pipe. <unk> Said Jonah, dismissing someone outside. That feeling of being around people turned me on even more, and Alan would groan, and he'd throw the bag back, and my roll would go deeper and deeper. "Fuck Paulão! Put the roller and play on my ass, man! I should be in school! " He groaned, showing that he felt his ass burning. "Fuck you, you little deer, I'm gonna kick your hot ass, I'm gonna have fun whenever I want, and you're gonna hold it till the end", I said, busting his ass even more. When he heard me speak thus, the little whore mocked, throwing her milk on the wall of the bathroom. I felt his claws squeezing my pause and I could not stand it. It's my turn, motherfucker, I'm gonna fill that ass with milk. ♪ Have fun, my man, fill my little hole ♪ I enjoyed kicking his cock to the bottom of that thirsty ass, and I felt his ass tightening my roll, pulling out every last drop of fucking. <unk> If you move don't bother! Stay there. My comrade also needs to relieve himself. <unk> He looked at me incredulously and said: I can't take it anymore, man! My friend is going to make fun of me too. <unk> Come here, partner! The little whore is ready for your break. <unk> When Jonah heard this, he went in with the black thorax outside and kicked the calf's ass, which made a face of pain and groaned a lot, feeling the thickness of Jonah's stick. I stared at the door while my partner tore the ass of the moleque. He knocked fast and hard and then mocked, screaming loudly, while filling the hole of the moleque. <unk> I'll always be around here moleque. When you want to roll just show up. <unk> I said, seeing the little whore going away with difficulty walking. I had a good laugh with my friend, and we agreed to repeat this partnership at other times. Voting and commenting is very important for writers, it encourages us to keep telling our stories. Hugs to you all! Account registered in the Register of Works, in accordance with the law 9.610 of 19-02-1998 on copyright. Reproduction is prohibited without the author's permission.