First time gay experience in a public park

My first time gay sex experience was at the age of fifteen. It took place in a park toilet block. Walking from my sister's house to my home took me through two parks. Whilst walking past the toilets in the first park, I saw a guy about fifty come out. Our eyes met briefly. There was something about the way he looked at me that suggested he was interested. I kept walking towards the next park, which was only about five hundred yards. I didn't think I was gay, but I was definitely curious about the experience with a man.

I was aware that he was not far behind. I'd have a glance back as I walked, just enough to let him know I knew I was being followed.

Heading for the toilets in the second park, I hesitated by the doorway; he was a hundred yards away but coming towards me. I pretended to drop something and bent over. Rumour had it that doing this indicated you wanted sex.

Heading into the toilet, I did a quick check to make sure all the cubicles were empty before getting my cock out and standing by the urinals as if I was having a piss. I thought he had decided not to follow; it felt like ages before I heard footsteps. Glancing around, he was there.

He stood next to me and took his cock out. It looked massive and was semi-hard. He began masturbating beside me. I was scared to death. I had no idea what he expected me to do. I was shaking from the adrenaline rush.

"Are you gay?" he asked.

I found myself saying "Yes,"

"Go into the end cubicle," he told me.

I did what he asked, and he followed me in and shut the door behind him.

"Take your trousers down," he told me.

I did as I was told. "Oh, it's a big one," he said.

Kneeling, he began to suck me off. I stood looking down as he worked his tongue over my cock and took it into his mouth. It felt amazing. His hands reached behind me as he gripped my arse cheeks, pulling me towards him.

This went on for about ten minutes. I was worried he would expect the same. I had never done anything like this before. I had no idea how. Eventually, he pulled away.

"Do you want fucking?" he asked.

"Yes, but not here, someone might walk in," I told him.

"It doesn't matter," he claimed. Men fuck in here all the time, nobody cares.

I nodded.

"Step out of your pants and bend over," I was told.

"I did as he asked, my hands against the closed door to steady myself as he spit on his cock and lined it up against my anus. He began to ease it inside. It hurt; I didn't think it would go in, but he persisted. Just when I thought my sphincter couldn't stretch anymore without ripping, I felt it slide inside.

I stood there, bent over, his cock inside my entrance, slowly he began to fuck, little by little his cock went deeper until I could feel the pressure inside my abdomen. As he fucked, the door I was resting my hands against began to bang against the frame. If someone walked in, they would wonder what was going on. I was more scared of being discovered than anything else.

He didn't care. He wasn't going to stop. Eventually, my worst fears were realised. I heard somebody come into the toilet. I tried to position myself so I wasn't resting against the door, but I couldn't.

"Bang, bang, bang," as the door hit the frame.

Whoever it was must have known what was taking place. But they did what they had to do and left again.

He finished fucking me and put his cock away.

"Thanks for that," he said as he left me to sort myself out. I could feel the semen dribbling out of my arse. I cleaned myself up and put my trousers and underpants back on before leaving. I was sore for a few days after. But what a hot experience it was.