This is Part 3 in a series about by growing up in Gwinnett County
I grew up in Gwinnett County, a rural area north of Atlanta, where farmland was being converted into neighborhoods. About 10 miles away was a state owned park called Stone Mountain. The park was created around a large exposed granite mount with a large confederate craving on the front. It took about 40 minutes to climb the 1.3-mile long path to the top. The park had an antebellum theme with a lot of hiking trials, campgrounds and rustic picnic areas. One of the main attractions was the old locomotive that went around the 4.5-mile base of the mountain.
A few times I rode my bike to the park with some friends. It was an all day outing where we stopped a place called Ivey's to get Bar-B-Que for lunch and would swim in the lake at the park, and then try to get home before dinner. When I turned 16, it was a big deal to drive to the park on weekends and "motor" around on the backside of the mountain in the afternoon with friends - almost like cruising scene in the movie American Graffiti.
One Saturday before heading home, I went into the restroom at the front of mountain near the train depot while my friends waited outside. The restroom had a long urinal trough, and four wooden stalls. I went to the last stall and peed, but I noticed a peephole. It sounded like the guy on the other side was standing up to finish, so I peeked into the other side and I saw a guy's butt as he was pressing against the wall other side. Not knowing what a gloryhole was at the time, I was really confused. I expected to see him wipe his ass. I remember sitting down and peeking under the stall and sure enough, he was standing up. I could also see the guy in the first stall was peeking under too. I jerked my head up, I zipped up and joined my friends outside.
I had been sucking cock for over a year at a local park, and the park only had a single stall, with no urinal in the men's room. I found guys to suck by hanging around and watching men go into the woods. I had never met anyone out of that setting, so I was very inexperienced with cruising in a different environment. I thought about what I had seen over the next week and decided to check it out the next time I was at the park. I drove out early the next Saturday -- without any friends -- and went to the men's room. The park was busy and there were a lot of guys coming and out of the
men's room. I looked and the again last stall was open, so I went in. As I dropped my pants I looked through the peephole and I could see the guy in the next stall jacking off. He had a really hairy dick with black hair. He was cupping his balls. I could see the stall wall on the other side of him had a large hole cut into it. Suddenly I figured out that the
man I had seen the previous weekend was sticking his dick through the hole. Then guy next to me leaned forward and looked through the hole at his other neighbor. I guess he was in his early 40's.
I was so hard and horny, stroking my cock like crazy, when the man in the stall next to me suddenly looked through the peephole at me. I jerked my head back and covered up. I glanced back at the peephole, and I could tell he was still watching me. The guy placed his hand under my stall and rubbed my leg. I felt a bolt of electricity shoot through my body. Then his hand reached up beside my leg and I heard his whisper, "let me touch it". I slipped to the side and squatted down and his fingers gripped the head of my cock. I came immediately in his hand! And then I bolted out of there!
I thought about what happened and I sat down at a picnic table and watched people come and go. It was so busy at that time of day. I left and motored on the backside of the park, pulling into a parking space and hanging out with friends for a while. Someone had smuggled in some beers, so we drink for a while and after a few hours I had a buzz and the need to pee really badly. I said goodbye to my friends and drove back to the train depot restroom. By this time things had slowed as families were leaving the park. I went into the men's and the second stall was open.
Damn, there were large holes in each wall! I got an instant hard-on. Immediately my neighbors were looking through and I was covering up, being scared. Then one guy stood up and I could see his hard cock. It was uncut, and I had never seen an uncut cock before. Someone came in the men's room and he sat down, but I leaned forward and I could see him jacking off. I looked over at my other neighbor and he was jacking off too. Soon the restroom was quiet and the guy in the first stall stuck his finger through the hole. I had no idea what he wanted, but eventually my other neighbor stood up again and placed his dick at the opening of the hole. I was flush with excitement as I stared at it and I reached my finger through the hole and touched it. He stuck his cock all the way into the hole. I grabbed it, but I was watching the other hole to see what my neighbor would do. He was whispering for me to suck it, and man, did I want to! So I put his cock in mouth and started sucking him.
I liked his cock, but I wasn't sure if I should do anything different because he was uncut. After a minute I knew I was doing the right thing as he came in my mouth. I was so turned on sucking his cock, knowing my neighbor was watching. I sucked him until he was soft, then he skinned the dick to reveal the head and I licked it clean. He left and the man in the first stall moved to the third stall. He stood in front of the hole, pulled his cock and stuck it through. I don't remember anything about his cock, but I do remember sucking him off and swallowing his cum. I couldn't believe I sucked two older cocks back-to-back. When he left I was by myself, so I jacked off and drove home.
Over the next couple of years I went to that men's room many times. I started getting sucked just as much as I was sucking guys. I sucked a lot of older guys, married guys with family waiting for them, and guys my age. I sucked one guy while his younger kids waited outside the stall. His was talking to his children while I sucked him to a climax. I met a guy who rode his bike to the park (he only lived a couples of miles away), and we had sex 30 or 35 times. He had a nice, large cock for his age. He liked getting sucked while being watched. Sometimes we would go to a field and 69. Sometimes he would fuck me, both of us bare-ass naked, laying on a blanket screwing like crazy. This was the same field where I would fuck girls from my school.
I remember one night I was in there by myself (by then all of the doors had been removed from the stalls) when this nicely dressed, good looking guy came in, looked in my stall and went to the stall next to me. He pulled out the fattest cock I had ever seen, it just barely made it through the hole and I started sucking it immediately. But after a minute or so, he pulled out, zipped up and left without coming. Then I heard his car drive off. I wanted his cum so badly, but he was gone!
About the time I was graduating from high school, the park closed that men's room and opened another inside the new train depot. No gloryholes and no cruising. But I met an older man one night, probably in his mid 60's, who had left his wife and family watching the lazar show held during the summer. Somehow I knew he wanted a bj, and I followed him as he walked over to a picnic table in a dark area. He sat down and I started sucking his cock. I still remember his cock being extremely hard, with dark pubes and probably 6.5" long. I sucked him until he came in my mouth. He said he had to get back to his family, and I thought he was going to leave, but he sat there and mentioned how much he enjoyed the blowjob and he thought he could come again. I asked him to fuck me, and I lay down on the picnic table. I remember he felt so good, and he kissed me -- something I liked but most men didn't like kissing. I held his ass and we kissed, and he pumped me until he came. He kept fucking me while I jacked off. Then he went back to his family. This was one of my favorite fucks for a long time.