Larry gave Karen some basic rules that they would have to follow and she totally agreed on all of them if it meant that he and her would become active...lovers again. Larry was glad to hear it, and he openly told her that the reason he'd quit approaching her about sex was because he'd been afraid they were getting careless and had almost gotten caught. Then, once Larry and Karen agreed on their plan, Karen asked him if she could suck his cock. She told him that she loved to get his naked cock out. On my knees in the midst of the dogs, I called Harley and he came to me. I put him to the ground in the hard dirt with me. We were all going to be a mess, but that suddenly added more to the experience. I stroked Harley’s side and onto his belly. The other dogs sat around us growing interested and curious. While watching the other dogs, I let my hand stroke over Harley’s sheath and felt the tip of his cock already peeking out. I stroked the outside of the sheath and the dogs watched intently. I. Inside the loo there was a cue at the urinals with many lovely cocks being displayed. I waited for a few minutes watching the various cocks being displayed then, luckily a booth door opened and I was straight in there. I was really after some cock but needed a piss. Through the glory hole I could see a couple fucking as I had a piss and was enjoying the action when a hand came through the hole in the opposite wall and stroked my thigh. I turned and pushed my cock through to immediately feel a. I’d met him at some bar in Hackney, one of those places that I was often warned against entering, but for some reason- be it fate or just a burning need for a little recklessness- I went in anyway. He occupied the corner seat, right up against the wall. His face was tired, his posture resigned, and I could almost feel the melancholy radiating off of him as he nursed some foul drink. He must’ve been at least ten years older than I was then, but to my teenaged mind and body, his broad shoulders.