‘Keep stroking old Jigga. Xnxx ‘Be here tomorrow at ten o’clock, sharp. He leaned across and, pushing my hand away, took hold of my hard-standing cock. We’ll go into the wood and I’ll suck Tiny Tim dry.’
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The path we took the next day was well used: the wood behind the public toilet was a well known meeting place for gay men, but I didn’t know that at the time. The man looked up at me, smiled, and then sucked the whole of my cock into his mouth. He turned to his right and, using my cock as a steering lever, turned me to face him. I was tall and gangly, with blue eyes and blond hair. ‘That’s it, boy,’ he said. It was then that I heard the crickets chirping away in the surrounding undergrowth. He then stood there in total silence, which was a little odd, as there was no sound of him relieving himself in the urinal. ‘Come on, boy,’ he said. The man was simply using Jigga to rape my mouth – I was being face-fucked by a very powerful black man. ‘Someone might come in and see me doing it.’
‘So let’s go into one of the stalls and lock ourselves in.
