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The Park Warden

By Mark Smith ( MM/b, inc, pedo )

I had only had the job a few weeks. It came with a works van. The job entitlement was a Warden. The job was to lock up the 3 main parks in the area. This did not stop the vandals getting in because they just climbed over the 5-feet-high railings. I also had to drive out of town 6 miles to lock up the picnic area. This was very busy in summer with picnickers and gay men who used the toilets situated there.

I always used these toilets for my own perversions, sucking off lorry drivers, etc. and the passing reps in their flashy cars, apart from the usual regular crowd who frequented the place. Now my job was to open it up at 7am and the toilets and also lock up the same at 7pm. The lay-by was closed at both ends by a drop-down barrier, which was locked. Truckers had the chance of stopping in the lay-by on the understanding that the lay-by would have no in and out access until 7am.

The parks job was 3 days a week: Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, but the lay-by job was 7 days. It took about 25 minutes round-trip in a morning, and 25 minutes round-trip in an evening. Unless I stayed and had sex with someone and it obviously took quite a lot longer.

It was evening last week and it was pissing down with rain. Not a soul in the lay-by and at about 6:30, in drove this truck. It had 30 minutes before I locked up. I went towards the lorry and said the lay-by is now locked at nights and told him it would not be open until tomorrow morning. The guy said it would be OK, as he had no pick-up until 9am in town.

I proceeded to lock up the gates at 6:50pm. It was still pissing down with rain and I was flagged down by the trucker, who was quite nice I must say. He was about 33 and tall, and had a strong Liverpool accent. He asked me where he could get some milk from, as he forgot to get some. The nearest garage was about 2 miles away and I said I could get some for him if he liked and bring it back. He gave me a £20 note and said could I also get 4 cans of coke a 6 pack of beer and milk. As I was going for the milk anyway, I did not object to getting the rest for him. Anyway I might get a fuck out of it, so be nice to the guy.

I locked up the top barrier and went down to the garage. When I came back, he got out the truck and got the stuff off me, thanking me for the good deed. He said he would need to crash out for an hour and I suggested to him that I would be back later.

"Maybe we could have a drink later," I said.

"Sure mate," was his reply and off I went.

I returned about 8:45 and opened the barrier, drove in, and locked it behind me. I parked in front of his truck and he got out of the truck and came to talk to me. We got talking about all sorts. Dogging in the lay-by, gay sex, etc. - what happened here, hence the closing of the lay-by at night to curb all the activities.

He excused himself and said he needed to get his cigarettes. Meanwhile, we were sitting on the side on the 2 log barriers. I was straddled over one and he got back out of the truck with just his boots on and nothing else, with a nice piece of meat hanging down between his legs. It was totally unexpected. He said it was a hot night and if there was no chance of being disturbed, would it be OK? I said it would be more than OK, and it was fascinating to see.

I reached forward to stroke it and he let me. It soon was up and I eagerly sucked it into my mouth. I was licking the shaft and his shaved balls and he bent over, inviting me to tongue his arse for him. I eagerly stuck my tongue into his shitter for him.

By this time I had ditched my clothes and all I had on were my shoes and socks. He proceeded to say, "Go on, rim out my hole for me. Stick your tongue up there for Daddy."

Daddy? What's he on about?

"Go on, Son, lick Daddy out. Good boy."

I was well up for the role play and carried on, regardless enjoying and savoring every minute. He pulled away, saying he was ready to shoot, so he pulled away completely. Well we had only been at it 10 or 15 minutes, so we both wanted it to last.

I said, "You into role-play then?"

"How do you mean?" he asked.

"Well you kept saying, 'Lick out Daddy's hole, etc.!'"

"No," he replied, "it's my son. He usually does all that for me. I got carried away, sorry mate."

I was curious now and I said, "Your son?"

"Yes," he replied. "A great little cocksucker, he is."

"How old is he?" I asked.

"6 years of age," was his reply.

"Yeah," I thought, "as if."

"You should meet him. He could give that cock a good blow," he said.

"Mmmmmmmmm…would like that," I replied.

Within 2 seconds, he was back at the truck and talking to someone. I wondered if he had flipped and was talking to himself. Suddenly this little boy was being carried naked as he was born and placed down in front of me.

"This is Declan, my son."

"Fucking hell," I thought. "Fucking hell, a naked kid!" I had only read about such stuff and now the wank material was becoming a reality.

The trucker was fisting his dick and feeding it to the kid's mouth. The kid was slurping on the prick like he had done it many times before. I was groping the kid's now rock hard, not-so-little boy-dick, and I was proceeding to get the prick into my mouth and sucking it gently between my lips.

The trucker leaned down and kissed his boy fully onto the lips. Not a peck, like a loving boy and father kiss, but the full, loving, deep tongue-swapping kiss between 2 lovers.

"Who's my special boy then?" the trucker said.

"I am," replied the boy.

"Go suck the man now, Declan. Suck on the man's prick meat."

I laid back and let the boy suck me into his beautiful face. He knew what he was doing as his lips opened and sucked and the tongue of the kid was licking inside my piss slit. This was an experienced cocksucker and it was fucking wonderful. Some men have been a lot worse than this kid. He had been trained well and I told the trucker the same.

As the kid was knelt over sucking me, the trucker was inserting his dick meat at the boy's hole and it soon slid up inside the kid.

"He loves his daddy's prick up him, don't you son?" he said.

"Yes, Daddy, I like you inside me Daddy. Push it up me, Daddy. I want you all the way in, Daddy."

"This man is probably gonna fuck you as well," the trucker said.

Indeed I wanted to. I wanted to do so much, but I was so fucking excited by the whole fucking sex scene I proceeded to shoot all my spunk into the boy's throat.

"Oh, swallow all the spunk, boy," I said. "Swallow it all down. Good boy," I said. "Suck it all out of my prick. Good boy, suck it. Swallow it, swallow it all into your sweet boy-mouth. Oh fuck… oh fuck, take it… oh fuck, it's still pumping into you. The best fucking cum for ages…" I said as I started to calm myself down.

"Mmmm… here comes Daddy's seed, son. Take it up all from Daddy. Daddy is shooting his man-snot into your boy-hole, Son. Take it like a good boy… take it, take it, take it all, Son. You're the best fuck ever, Son. You're Daddy's best boy."

The boy was pulling his own boy-dick and he was shuddering as the last drop of his spunk dribbled out of his daddy into the boy's shit-hole. The boy was having his own orgasm as his whole body shuddered into a young dry orgasm. We arranged to meet next time he came up, probably next Tuesday or Wednesday. We planned that we would go back to my place for sordid boy-sex and where I could fuck the boy properly. I am glad I went for that milk, as maybe none of this would have happened and I would have never have known or even met little Declan.

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