So headed to the park toilets. i was truly amassed when i looked my new mags were not your average fiesta these were german hard core one was called i...zest in it was son fucking moms ,dads with big cocks being sucked by there sons i was fit to explode ,straight to the cubicles grimy smelly sort of a stale smell which i whould soon learn was the smell of cum and piss.i went to the last cubicle and sat down with my trousers round my anckles i pulled out my cock witch i was very proud off one of. .though I could see in his eyes was 'Fuckinell luv, it stinks like something died in here!'I was blushing bright red and immediately relieved when I finally got out of that lift. I apologised to my hero fireman for giving him a potential hernia lifting my big lardy frame to safety but he just smiled and shrugged. Glancing around at his colleagues - all of them making me wetter than a fucking otter - I could see they were all sniffing up and all knew where the smell had come from....my big. Not allowing myself to think of it as 'his side of the bed'."Eddie." I whispered. "Oh Eddie." I repeated in a sing song voice.Eddie twitched."Rise and shine big boy."Eddie put an arm over his eyes and grunted a reply. "Go way, I'm on vacation." Smell, Molly has bacon and eggs and even coffee if my nose is right."Eddie's nose sniffed the air and he groaned."Get up. I'm not facing Molly in that kitchen alone." I told him flatly.A grin appeared. It grew wider as he remembered last night. One eye. I had an idea of what went on in there and some of the etiquette from reading blogs and stories on the internet. Upon my arrival, the guy at the front ID'd me and gave a chuckle probably after seeing that it was my eighteenth birthday. I had that invigorating sensation of being excited, terrified, shy, horny, etc. all at once as I got my tokens and headed toward the back of the store where the booths were. It was dimly lit and only a couple guys hanging out in that area. I wasn't expecting a.