Ryan Ch. 02: The Park

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It had been a hell of a week and I need a pick-me-up. I sit in my car, watching the other commuters from the back of the train lot. Everyone heading home, or at least out of there. I push my seat back.

Keeping my eye on them, I toed out of my shoes and reach down to peel off my socks. Crack my toes at the freedom. Undo my tie and toss it into the back seat. I undo my shirt, humming the stripper tune under my breathe as I reach back to pull the shirt and T off over my head and toss them, twisted up, into the back.

Watching the stragglers, I undo my belt, open the waist, unzip the fly. I take a breath, lift my ass, and push both pants and boxers to my knees, pump my legs to bring them to my ankles, and wrangle my feet out. I scoop them up and toss them back with my shirt.

I stretch, lifting my hips up. If anyone is watching, they’re getting a show. I scratch under my balls; they feel heavy and my soft cock rolls around with the motion.

I sit back down and reach behind the passenger seat for my gym bag. I miss it and reach further; nope. I twist and look, finding the space empty. I kneel up in my seat and check behind the driver seat and under the clothes in the back. No bag. On all fours, ass out to the window, I review my actions after the gym. I had the bag when I left, it snagged on the gym door. I went to the car, talking with Rob. I opened the door; no, I opened the trunk. My bag, and other clothes, are in the trunk. I turn and sit back down and reach back for the snarl of pants. Don’t want to put work clothes back on. I sit, naked, in the quiet lot and review my options. I could just drive home naked, that could be a thrill.

But not enough. I glance around again. “Fuck it.” I open the door and the lights spotlight my furry red body. I step out, the warm air sliding over my skin. Leaving the door open as a shield, I act casual and walk back to the trunk. No applause or cops, I must be ok. I open the trunk; there’s the bag. I dig in and pull out my jock. It’s still damp with sweat, salty and musky scent. I step into it, my half-hard cock and swinging balls cupped into the knitted cup. It’s actually a little small for me, but I like the way my junk fills it out. I take out a pair of cotton gym shorts, cut high on the thigh, and pull them on, ending the show. I dig old sneakers out of the trunk and pull them on; no need to undo the laces, they are so broken in. I unzip the side pocket and take out the steel cock ring. I pull my junk back out and feed my balls through it, then push the meat of my cock after them before it can harden in anticipation. Tug it into place and tuck my equipment back into the jock and snap the waistband of the shorts against my firm, hairy abs. My basket plumps out the crotch of the shorts. I reach for a T and stop; it’s a nice night and the air felt nice. I shut the trunk and walk over and shut the door. I leave my key fob in the car, knowing I can get back in using the touchpad.

I use the gap in the tall chainlink fence. It’s been repaired a few times, but always gets cut back open. Nothing’s as stubborn as a hard dick. Down the slope on a well-worn path. Sometimes there’s some action here, but usually married guys looking for a quick blowjob and I’m looking for more than that. Hopefully, there aren’t any cops on the prowl to ruin a good time.

At the bottom of the slope is a wooden bridge across the river, board nailed across it. Not sure what it’s supposed to stop, there’s no path on this side for traffic to go to and you can step right over it if walking. Across the bridge there’s a small dock where kayakers can tie up; empty now. Once met a guy rowing naked down the river. He even brought beers for afterwards. Nice guy.

Beyond the bridge is the park. It’s a nice place, a quiet place. A park trimmed to a small acre and bordered by the river, train tracks, and highways. Tall hedges and stands of trees surround the kidney-shaped lawn. A few picnic tables are scattered around, two in sections grown over. The parking lot at one end fits only six cars and draws the attention of police if full.

I enter the park at the six o’clock position, if the lot is regarded at twelve, and take the path into the tall, obscuring bushes to the right. Walking down the path, I spot the opening to my first stop, a path that snakes back into a small clearing in the reeds. I go in and turn right, walk a few steps and turn left, walk down more and turn into the small clearing. It’s occupied. He’s got his back to me and wears a white dress shirt, tie flipped over his shoulder, and gray khakis. He’s looking down at his hands on which at his crotch. He’s looking down, but his head turns up and back when he hears me.

“Hey.” I say.

“Hey.” He ankara travesti looks back down at his crotch and then back at me. He turns part way and I can see the profile of his soft cock. I can see his eyes roving over my bare chest and down to my package. “I…um… there was just a guy here. We…he…I was just gonna take a piss before I left.”

“Oh. Okay.” I took another all ok at the profile of his thick cock and turned to leave.

“You can watch. You know, if you want,” he says. I turn back and see a wry grin on his face. I shrug and walk up behind him as he turns to the reeds. He’s shorter than I am, so I can stand behind him.and look over his right shoulder. He’s holding his thick, soft cock and sighs to relax. We stand waiting. “Sorry, got shy I guess.”

“Here,” I say. “Let me.” I reach around with my right and knock his out of the way. I grasp his shaft lightly, like holding a garden hose. My left arm circles around his waist and my hand presses flat on his stomach. “Lean into me, and relax.” I take his weight on my chest and feel him exhale. My lips brush his ear, “relax.” He closes his eyes and exhales again; once, twice, and on the third the dam releases and shoots out in a heavy stream. I can feel the rushing vibrating on my fingertips underneath his cock. I take his earlobe gently on my teeth and suck on it, my tongue brushing it. My left hand slides up his torso to find his right nipple hard and I tweak it thru the shirt. His cock plumps up and the stream reduces. I shake off the drops and softly milk his swelling shaft as I kiss his neck and run my mouth along the stubble of his jaw. He moans and drops his head back into my shoulder, exposing his throat. His butt grinds against my hard cock as I nibble just below his right ear.

“Drop the pants,” I say and his hands undo the belt waist and drop to mid-thigh. I reach into his boxers and lever his hard dick out of the fly. I grab both sides and squat, pulling his boxers and pants to his ankles. His ass is before me; smooth cheeks, concave at the sides, arcing out beside the deep crevice. I I kiss him at the base of the spine and I hear him whimper. “Don’t panic,” I say. “I won’t fuck you. My hands stroke his rump, soft and downy as a peach. My hands peel him apart as I kiss down the seam, my tongue darting in to taste the sweat and musk.

As I get lower, he bends forward, offering himself to me. His asshole is dusky, swirled by hair. I lap it like a hound and grab onto his cock, pulling him into me. My beard chafes his skin as I kiss and tongue the bud. He presses his ass against my face, bending over to open himself up to me. I lap his taint and balls while I milk his cock. His precum drizzles down onto my hand and spatters on my chest while I tongue fuck his hole. He humps my face and his butt muscles tighten as his cock suddenly spews jizz onto my hand and chest. I sit back on my calves. He pulls up his drawers and pants, stuffs his meat in and buckles. He zips up and tousles my hair before he walks off, leaving me kneeling on the ground, glistening with drops of spit and cum on my face and chest. I wipe my hands across my hairy belly and use them to clear the spit off my chin.

Before I can stand, a young guy is in front of me, his cock out, hard, and pushing against my mouth. He grabs the back of my head and pulls me, not unwillingly, onto his prick and starts humping. He must have been jerking while watching the show as he starts moaning right away and pulls my face into his pubes, preparing to cum down my throat. I push him back in time as ropes shoot onto my face and torso. He chuckles as he wipes his dickhead with his fingers and flicks the last string onto me. Rude fucker.

I wipe the cum off my face and dry my hands on my torso and shorts. The mix of cum is dripping down, drying on my skin and chest hair. My cock is so hard it aches in my jock. I stand and push down the waistbands, letting my bloated shaft spring out and breathe. I step to the edge and relax. It takes a minute, but I soften and soon piss is arching out into the reeds. My cock deflates to half-hard as my bladder empties onto the ground. Shaking it off, I stuff it back in my jock and snap the clothes back in place. A wet spot leaks thru the jock to the shorts, adding to the cum streaks on my body and clothes. “Well,” I said, “now I look as slutty as I feel.”

“And that looks good.” I turn and see a heavy-set bear of a man standing at the pocket. He wears overalls, beat-up and paint-stained, and his T is thin and greyed, and beat-up workboots. He smokes a cigar, his face a bit grizzled and unshaven beneath a smooth dome of his bald head. His arms thick and musclef from years of work. His hands are thick paws. He gently took the cigar ankara travestileri from his mouth and the other unhitched the top of his overalls. I heard the buckles clink behind him as the front dropped to expose a heavy chest with firm pecs; white hair covered them and trailed down his belly. Daddy Bear.

I don’t hesitate, walk over and take his left nipple in my mouth. It is as firm as a pencil eraser, but larger, and saltier. I graze my teeth on it and began to nurse it, milking it so the blood would make it swell larger. His left hand presses my head into his chest, I lightly bite at his chest. He moves my head over to his right, where I tounge his nipple, clenched in my teeth.

He pulls me off. “I need a slutty boy today. Follow me.”. He buckles his overalls up and I follow him down the path a few steps. “Get rid of the shorts, boy.” I hesitate; how far am I willing to go on this. My cock is doing the thinking tho, and the shorts skin down my legs. I take them off my sneakers and bunch them in my hand, while he smokes and looks me over. My cock is throbbing with the excitement of being appraised and standing in public on display. He gestures and I turn around to show him my jock-framed ass; firm, white, dimpled, red hair in the crack. He slaps my right cheek and the shock tightens my balls and almost makes me cum. A meaty finger prods at my asshole and I hear myself whimper at his thrust. “Firm and tight as a drum. Follow me.”

He leads me down the path, into the trees. My cock chafing in the jock as I pass guys cruising and I know their checking the bulge in my basket and my ass with the blush of his handprint still glowing on it. A guy getting blown cums in another guy’s mouth when he sees me strutted past him. The Daddy leads me out into the open grass. I trust there are no cops around and feel my cock pushing out the waistband. I glance down and see myself leaking precum as I walk. I follow him to the thick stand of lilac bushes and the narrow gap where a path cuts into a clearing. It used to be open, probably cuffed by the lilacs, but everything had grown wild and, instead, an old picnic table sat in a small clearing where two paths met. It was sturdy, tho.

A young guy in dress pants and tie sits on the table, smoking. He sits on the end of the table and turns his head to the smoker, “If you’re gonna stay, at least get yer dick out.” I see him unzipping as the Bear pulls me to him and I straddle his legs. His arms pull my hips to him and I grind my bloated cock into him. he grasps my ass-cheeks none too gently, pulling me into his hips. His hand cups the back of my head and he kisses me firmly and deeply, his tongue plunging into my mouth, washing the taste of dark tobacco into me. His thumbs slide into the waistband of my jock and he pulls it down. He steps aside as I bend over to untangle the jock from my sneakers; Bear takes it from me. “What a peach of an ass. Bend over that table.” I do, the worn wood smooth under my chest.

“You, college boy. You ever seen a ginger ass up close?” The Smoker shakes his head and walks behind me. “That’s so white and smooth. G’head, feel it.” I feel a hand tentatively stroke my ass, then caress it, feeling the soft skin and firm muscle. “Spread your cheeks, boy, let him see everything.” I reach back and grab my ass, spreading my stance and pulling the cheeks open. “Look at that pink butthole; so fresh. The red hairs around it. Go on, squeeze that ass.” Hands massage me and the Bear comes up to my head, “Here, this’ll help.” He presses my jock to my face. he’d dosed it with poppers; the fumes went to my brain as I inhaled.

My heart started pounding and a flush crept from my chest to my cock and into my ass. I hold my face in my hands and the Bear steps away and thru the pounding of blood in my head, I hear him offer it to the smoker and the smoker’s muffled response as the reeking jock was clamped over his mouth and nose. “Now take a close look at that ginger butt, college boy. So white. So firm.” Smack! He slaps my ass-cheek and, involuntarily, I groan. “Feel how firm, boy.” I look over my shoulder and see Smoker slap my ass, a half-hearted spank. “You can do better than that,” says the bear. The smoker looks at him, at me, and slaps me hard on the cheek. His eyes glisten and he spanka me hard again. The Bear holds the jock to his nose again and Smoker inhales deeply.

“Give it a taste. Nothing sweeter than a ginger butt that pale.” I see Smoker drop to his knees and I feel his breath on me and the light lick of his tongue on the crack between my cheeks. I Archie my back and his head is thrust deep into my crack by Bear’s hand holding him in. His head wriggles around a bit, but soon he is lapping my taint and hole; I sigh travesti ankara and feel myself relax as he starts tongue-fucking my blood flushed hole. I feel his grunts vibrating my anus and hump his mouth. “Get him slick, college boy. Get it all wet for us.” Everything else goes out of my head except his tongue screwing my ass, his hands clutching me open, my cock hard and bobbing with my pulse. I feel myself dripping; or is that his drool running down me? He pulls off me, or maybe the bear pulls him off.

A hard smack on my ass opens my eyes and I see Smoker climbing onto the table in front of me. He pushes his Dockers and boxers down to his ankles and kneels at my head. His taut prick shiny with precum, his balls snug up against him. He’s cut, shaved smooth, and moves towards my mouth. The jock, freshly dampened with poppers, clutches my nose from behind and I feel the fumes swirl up into my head. It pulls away and his cock slides into my open mouth. Fingers, slick with gel, caress my hole; Daddy came prepared. I suck at the mushroom head as fingers tease and lube me. Then pressure; Bear’s cockhead at my opening.

I push my diaphragm down to open myself up, and feel him hot in my asshole. He pushes in and I open wide as the shaft follows. It’s wider than I expect. I grunt in surprise and the smoker pushes deep into my mouth, knotting his fingers in my hair. The bear’s hand slaps my ass and the surprise lets him push forward. My legs start dancing as he pries open my slick hole with his fat prick. He pulls back, scraping against the walnut of my prostate. I relax and, as I do, he shoves forward. I start to yell with the pain, his hips touch me and he lodges fully in me; Smoker takes advantage of my yell and buries his shaft in my throat. They were both fully in me, spit-roasted, I imagine their cocks touching in my belly.

The bear pulls back over my prostate. I moan over the slick cock in my mouth as it slides back passed my tongue. The rancid jock at my nose again and I hear them high-five above me. They start fucking me in rhythm, filling me from both ends and withdrawing to let me breathe and relax. The curved shaft plunging into my throat and the fat cock plunging my ass, my own cock throbbing and dripping. I start pushing back into the cock and my drool lubes the one in front. I heard myself grunting and moaning with the pleasures radiating from both ends. Smoker grabs my ears and buries himself in me, his cock spasms and his jizz shoots into me, fills my throat, spills from my mouth. He pulls out, his cock still shooting ropes across my face.

The pace on my ass increases and I collapses onto the smooth wood of the table as the Daddy drives his turgid prick into me, filling me; turning me inside-out as he withdraws, only to fill me again as he fucks in. My grunts echo his and his hands press down on my back. He rides me and my ass rises to meet him. My moans are guttural and his grunts grow deeper. He drives stream after stream of cum out of my cock as it bobs and spasms. He grips my shoulders and pulls me back, shoving his fat, hungry cock deep into my gut. I feel it thicken and then flood my belly with hot cum as it pumps and pumps. He drew back and slow fucks me, splashing his jizz inside me. As he pulls out, I feel it running down my leg. He slapped my ass tenderly.

I hear him walk to the side and watch as he takes hold of his softened cock and releases a heavy stream of piss to the ground. Even soft, it was as long as mine is hard and thick as a coke can. My asshole twitches in remembrance. He catches my eye and smiles. I smile back and feel my ass grabbed and a hard cock shoved into the tender, wet canal. I look over my shoulder to see Smoker slamming into my ass. He feels small after what I’d been through, but I tighten around him as best I can and watch his eyes roll back as more spunk shoots into me.

I sigh, relaxing into the shocks of pleasure still shooting through me, all my nerves alive and my muscles relaxed. His cock slides out of me. I close my eyes to enjoy the rush in my body. I turn to compliment them; they are gone. I’m alone at the table and it’s night now. I must have passed out for a few. My legs are wobbly, but I stand and I look around for my shirt, shorts, and jock; they are gone; tossed away or kept as souvenirs. I’m naked, but for my sneakers, and streaked with sweat, lube, and cum. I stumble as I slowly walk back across the field, my soft cock swinging in the moonlight. I follow the path back through the trees, pass the reeds, and step onto the bridge. I step to the rail and piss into the river. I walk back through the woods to the opening in the fence. The lot is quiet, deserted, and lit with moonlight. Hoping there are no cameras, and helpless if there are, I walk back to my car and punch in the code to unlock the doors. I go back to the trunk, open it, and grab my pants. I dig out the ignition fob as I settle into the driver seat, naked, and start the car for home.

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