Magic in the Park

Billy stops in front of the men’s restroom at his neighborhood park. He takes a deep breath, before pushing the door open and walking inside. The bathroom is dimly lit, with four stalls lining the back wall. Billy scans the room, taking note of its structure. Nothing but concrete.

Billy’s never been inside the park’s bathroom – hell, he’s never even been to the park before. But, he’s heard the rumors, and after years of speculation, he’s finally worked up enough courage to see if they’re true.

He walks over to the stall on the far right and pulls open the swinging door. Immediately, his eyes are drawn to the small hole in the left-side wall. He gasps. It’s real. The glory hole is real.

Billy walks inside the stall and pulls the door shut behind him. From what he’s heard, something magical – or GLORIOUS – happens when you put your butthole up against the hole in the wall. So, without hesitation, Billy pulls off his gym shorts and throws them in a corner. He spreads his butt cheeks and places them against the wall, aligning his butthole with the glory hole. The wall is cold underneath his skin.

Gabe, a park regular training for an upcoming marathon, runs past the men’s restroom and catches a whiff of Billy’s exposed butthole. He stops dead in his tracks and reaches for his penis, now fully erect and hanging out of his skimpy running shorts.

Rather than continue on his run, Gabe walks toward the bathroom and pushes the door open. He sees Billy’s feet from under the far-right stall and takes another big whiff, before heading into the stall next to his. He bends down, aligning his mouth with the hole in the wall, and blows cool air on Billy’s butthole. Billy giggles, and so, Gabe tickles his butthole with his tongue.

“Oh, why must you tease me like that,” moans Billy. “I need your cock inside of me. Right now.”

“No,” says Gabe, leaning back away from the hole. “It’s too big. I’ll hurt you.”

“Please, oh please,” begs Billy. “I can handle it, I swear.”

Gabe cries, as Billy continues to plead. He strokes his throbbing, hard dick, using his tears as lube.

“Please. I need this!” Billy spouts, pushing and rubbing his butt cheeks hard against the wall.

Gabe can’t take it any longer. He needs this too. He touches Billy’s butthole with the tip of his wet penis, and without warning, he shoves it in. Billy squeals and grabs his pencil-like dick, as his butthole rips open.

“Yes, oh glorious master, yes!” Billy yells. 

Gabe thrusts his penis in and out as fast as he can, each time slamming his pelvis against the wall.

“You like it deep, you filthy animal. You take that big cock!” Gabe wails, his dick now covered in blood and feces.

“Oh yes, yes, yes! I love my master’s swollen cock!” Billy belted out, stroking his thin penis with his fingertips. 

“Now for my favorite afternoon snack,” exclaims Gabe, after just a few minutes of thrusting. In one fell swoop, he pulls his dick out of Billy’s butthole, points it up at his face and squirts cum directly into his mouth. “Oh, mama!” He shouts and licks his lips.

Billy falls to the floor, panting, with his little penis still in his hand.

“Thank you, thank you, oh great one, thank you,” he cries.

“No, thank you, peasant, for being so willing. You did good,” responds Gabe. He pulls his running shorts up over his now flaccid dick, still caked with blood and feces. “You take care now.”

Gabe tosses a quarter into Billy’s stall, and it hits him in the thigh. He picks it up and starts to howl. He wants to express more gratitude, but before he can respond, Gabe is already out the door, continuing on his run. So instead, he pushes the quarter up inside his torn butthole and smiles. What a magical place.