A HOT, sweating man at a glory hole was genuinely thrilled to see an ice-cold Fruit Pastilles lolly poked through.
Bill McKay, a closeted homosexual and HGV driver, entered the toilet cubicle at a Midlands service station feeling excited and horny but also somewhat overheated.
He said: “I had been looking forward to a mouthful of forbidden cock but it wasn’t until that fruity frozen treat slid between my lips that I realised I wanted it so much more.
“I gobbled it up like a lamb at feeding time. On a sweltering day like this, getting a five-segment sugary Rowntree’s lolly is far better than a dirty old dick.
“The man on the other side of the wall was grunting and groaning while I chomped away, having the time of his life. I’m not quite sure what was in it for him. I guess he’s just committed to others’ pleasure.
“By the end, when he withdrew the gnawed, dripping stick, I don’t mind admitting it was the greatest sexual experience of my life.”
He added: “I wonder what he’ll serve in winter. Maybe a piping-hot tightly-rolled Nutella crêpe?”
