About 2 or 3 days after my experience in the woods, I was again taking myself home late at night. Being just 18, I\'d had a complete skinful of beer, and it was all I could do to put one foot in front of the other. I\'d deliberately walked home so I could pass the same toilets in the corner of the park. Beer has always had the opposite effect to brewers droop on me, and makes me very horny, and all the way I\'d been looking forward to the toilets after my last experience. I arrived more staggering than walking and blundered my way in. The lights still didn\'t work, but in the dim light through the skylight, I could see that there was no-one there. I was hugely disappointed, and pissed enough to not be able to make up my mind about what to do. I stood at the urinal, because by now I needed a piss as well, but I had such a hard on that I couldn\'t really piss. This being the early 80\'s, I had a pair of ridiculously tight trousers on, and to even get my stiff little prick out had meant undoing belt and buckle and pulling them down a little off my hips. I stood there for a couple of minutes, trying to decide whether to wank or piss, and then became aware of footsteps approaching the door. Despite my drunken state, the reality of the situation hit me, and my hard-on rapidly began to shrink. Finding I could now piss, I\'d just started when a man came and stood next to me, unbuttoning his flies and pulling out what was obviously a semi-hard on. I glanced at him and realised it was the man from the woods a few days earlier. Almost straightaway I began to get hard again, all thought of the piss forgotten as my dick went up of its own accord. I was aware that he was looking at my dick out of the corner of his eye just as I was looking at his, and I saw his cock very quickly become erect. I was far more pissed than I had been the last time, and was swaying slightly on my feet. I guess I must have stunk of alcohol too. \"Do you fancy a coffee at mine?\" he said, \"I live very close\" I mumbled some reply which must have sounded like a yes, because he said, \"Come on, then\", and put his prick away. I spent about 2 or 3 minutes trying to getmy stiff little prick back inside my pants and then get it all into the trousers, and in the end, just did my belt up, leaving my trousers undone. We walked out onto the main road, and ten straight into the park entrance next to the toilets. The fresh air made me realise just how shitfaced I was, and we staggered across the park. I vaguely remember at one point needing a piss, and he said he needed one too, so we stood side by side, our cocks out and both of them very hard, before he said there was plenty of time for that and lead me on. We eventually arrived at a house in a close just opposite the other side of the park. We went in the back door, and I was aware that there was a TV on already, and someone in the living room. I could see it was another man, but he blocked my view as he leant into the living room and explained that he\'d just brought a friend home. Standing in the kitchen, he asked me if I wanted another coffee or a beer, and being young and stupid, I had another beer. \"Shall we go and sit down?\", he asked, and when I nodded yes, he lead me into another room: I\'d expected it to be a dining room, but instead it was his bedroom, with a huge double bed in the middle. I sat down on the end of the bed, and he came in and sat next to me. He hadn\'t bothered to turn the light on, and the only light was that coming through the window. As I watched, he put his beer down on the floor, stood up, and removed his shirt and then his trousers. His prick was standing straight up, the helmet resting in his belly button less than a yard from my face. Straightaway I was aware of how hard my own cock was. I stood up and, after a couple of stumbles and staggers, succeeded in getting my own clothes off. I sat back down onto the bed, and then moved back up it, so I was lying down. I couldn\'t help myself, I was so horny and my dick was so hard that I just began stroking it right in front of him. I was trembling with a mixture of apprehension and outright lust! \"Are you sure?\" he said as he moved forward onto the bed, his cock sticking straight out in front of him as he moved towards me on his knees. I didn\'t answer, I just reached out with my left hand and took hold of his cock. It was so wide that I could hardly close my fingers around it, and I could see that his helmet was already wet as I began stroking it in time to my own wanking. He reached across and touched my own prick, his large hand making my little 5 inch cock seem minute, and began stroking it. I remember thrusting my hips up as he stroked me, just wanting to shoot a load of spunk. He leant forwards and took my cock into his mouth, gently sucking (which I liked) and nibbling with his teeth (which I didn\'t, and which I still can\'t stand!). He swung around so that his cock was near my shoulder, and it seemed like the most natural thing in the world to lean my head forwards and take his straining hard prick into my mouth. I could barely fit it in, and had little idea what to do anyway, so alternated sucking the bell end with licking the shaft. As I did it, I could feel him speed up the motion of his mouth on my cock, and so I returned the favour, speeding up my efforts on him. I could feel that I was very close to coming, and I\'d just started to pump my hips into his face when he stopped. He turned around and laid over the top of me, taking his own weight on his arms. I could feel his stiff hard cock rubbing against mine, and very quickly he got back to the rythym we were at before. He shifted his position quickly, and I was aware that my cock was no longer rubbing against his. Instead, my stiff little cock was caught between his stomach and mine, and his rock hard dick was between the cracks of my arse, his helmet resting against my balls. If felt so good, and he twitched his cock a little, shifting its position so that the helmet was now forcing against my arsehole. Without realising it, I\'d opened my legs as wide as I could, so he could easily get at my virgin arsehole. I wrapped my legs around his waist, my heels dragging him onto me as he speeded up his thrusting. The friction was too much, and with a groan, I began to shoot my come over our stomachs, our movement smearing the spurts of cum over both of us. I felt him tense, his hard cock rammed right up between my arsecheeks with the tip of his helmet right against my hole, and then felt the spunk as it shot out of him, the first jet sending me wild as it forced its way into my hole. I reached down and grabbed hold of his cock. I was so horny, I just wanted his spunk, and I wanted to feel him shoot it. My own come was still shooting out, covering my stomach now as I forced him to move up and pulling his coming prick between my legs until I could feel it twitching against mine. Jet after jet of his spunk seemed to come out, the first spurts hitting me on the neck and chest and the rest joining the spunky mess on my stomach, a mixture of mine and his spunk forming a gooey mess over my hairless tummy. I\'d loved it, but as soon as we\'d both come, I was overcome by that feeling of \'what have I done\' combined with shame and guilt. That was the only time I ever went to anyones house, but I continued to visit the toilets regularly. 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