I always like getting sloppy blowjobs so that’s what I always try and give. It hit the back of my throat a few times, and I gagged each time but that didn’t seem to bother him.
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I opened wide and worked my mouth down the shaft, trying to teach myself how to suck such a big dick. His body was pressed against the cubicle door, hands on the top of the door holding on, feet slightly under the cubicle door and close to my knees. An equal measure of sweetness and saltiness, perhaps the sweetness of his dick mixed with the saltiness of his pre-cum. It felt so big in my mouth, but from the first taste it was amazing. Before I could think anymore, I wrapped my lips around the spongey head and got my first taste of his amazing dick. Tentatively I moved closer to it, and wrapped one hand around it to give a few gentle strokes before pulling the foreskin all the way back. The head was slightly narrower than the shaft, giving it an almost torpedo like shape. He was uncut with a long foreskin that still slightly covered the head of his dick when he was hard. It must have been 8.5″ long, 6.5″ in girth and had a slight curve to the left. I stayed back and watched in awe as he pushed inch after inch through. He took a step forward and began to feed his dick through the glory hole. Heavy low hangers, clearly with a very big load in there waiting for me. The boxers fell to his knees where the trackies were, and I could see his balls. When he reached the end of his cock, it sprang free, bouncing up and down as if it was reacting to being released. He was very slow, teasing me as he revealed more and more. He pulled the boxers down slowly, revealing inch after inch of thick, meaty, uncut cock with a tuft of ginger pubes at the top. I moved my head back and peeked through the hole as the chav pulled down on the front of his trackies, revealing a pair of purple Lonsdale boxers with a very obvious bulge in them. I pushed my face towards the hole until my nose was touching the wood, and then poked my tongue through the hole making sure he could see it. I stood from the seat, and then dropped to my knees, mouth level with the hole. His finger traced around the outside of the gloryhole, as I began to hesitate and get the feeling of butterflies in the out of my stomach. Standing facing the wooden cubicle door, almost like the gloryhole had been made for him as it was the perfect height. Maybe three minutes passed before he turned around, dick now securely back in his trackies but bulge still apparent, and walked over to the cubicle door.
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Instead there was a slight skin on skin sound, along with an arm movement that can only be attributed with the slow gentle stroke of a hand wrapped around a dick.
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But no audible sound of him actually using it. He stood there for what felt like forever, facing the wall with his crotch to the urinal. Airmax trainers, grey trackie bottoms and a Nike tee all screaming chav.
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Footsteps up to the top of the T shape layout until the chav, now visible slightly through the hole walked over to the urinal. A few more moments passed before the clunk, clunk, clunk of feet on the metal steps followed by the slight creak of the old wooden door as it was pushed open. Now I listened carefully, I realised the thump of the chav’s music had ceased. The unmistakable sound of a car door closing. It was a wide hole, sure to fit even the girthiest of men.Ī few minutes passed, until I heard a thump outside. It was waist height for a guy approximately 5’8″, but anyone taller had to bend at the knees a little. The glory hole was drilled through the cubicle door itself. I chose the latter, latching the door behind me and sitting on the closed toilet seat. Turn to the left and stand at one of the two urinals, or turn to the right and take a seat in the only cubicle. I took four steps into the T-shaped room, and then had to make a decision. The gates to the car park were supposed to be locked, but had been neglected for so long they were rusted open. A glance back and to the left, showed me the chav trying not to obviously stare at me, but our eyes met for a brief second. Clunk, clunk, clunk was audible as I stepped up and began to push the door. Three metal steps led up to two doors, one for the ladies and one for the gents.
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The toilet block had a sensor light, so as you approached, it lit the way. There was only one other car in the car park, with what looked like a very straight chav, maybe 19 or 20 years old, smoking a cigarette as the music thumped in his car. It was dark, after 9pm and everyone here at the nature park was here for the same thing. The key turning in the lock, before I slowly walked towards the lone toilet block. I was 18 years old, stepping out of my car and quietly closing the door.