Tales of the Reservation

Near where I live is a huge county park with a cruising area that has been active for years. I have had many exciting experiences there, and many not so exciting. I thought I would share a few of the more fun times. Some of these are entirely true, some are based on true experiences with a little 'embellishment', and some have a bit of truth and a lot of fantasy. If you are under age, or live in an area where reading tales of male sex is illegal, or if you're not into this, please leave. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy at least some of these stories. Some of these took place in a time when all sex was safe and some when precautions must be taken. Please respect yourself and others enough to always play safe. Comments are appreciated at NJRimzu@aol.com.

Sunday Morning

It was a beautiful early Spring day, one of those days that are so great it makes you forget that Winter was just a few weeks ago. I had to get out of the house and my thoughts naturally gravitated to the Reservation. It would still be pretty open in the woods, there weren't any leaves on the trees or bushes yet, but the beautiful weather was calling me.

I didn't look at the clock until I pulled into the park and was shocked to see it was not quite eleven, a little early for cruising. I guess I was a little overanxious. As I drove up the road, I noticed the Park Police hadn't opened up the roadway that loops around by the cruising area. They block it off for the Winter, I guess so they don't have to be bothered plowing it. I parked in the main parking lot and walked down the closed road toward the woods. I turned off the road onto a narrow path alongside a stream. It was a little muddy at first from recent rains but soon I was on solid ground and I continued back to where the action usually was. I didn't expect much because it was early and there weren't many cars in the lot but I was hoping.

Later in the Spring and Summer there would be plenty of places for privacy in the undergrowth but right now the place was wide open. I could see for a hundred yards in every direction and there was absolutely no one around. I circled the whole area thinking that I might as well go back out to the road and walk for a while. Maybe someone would show up later. It was too nice a day for no one to be out cruising. As I started back up the trail I saw a blonde guy around 30 approaching. He stopped when he got a few feet away from me and we talked for a bit.

"Too bad there's no one up here today." He was rubbing his crotch as we talked.

"Yeah, I thought the place would be jumping." I started grabbing my own dick through my shorts.

"I don't really do anything here. I just watch and let other guys watch me. I've got a partner and I promised him I wouldn't fool around with other guys so I figure as long as there's no physical contact I'm keeping my promise."

"That's one way to look at it, I guess."

"You want to watch each other a while?"

"Sure, why not, nothing else to do." I pulled the front of my tee shirt up and over my head leaving my chest exposed and pushed my shorts down to mid-thigh.

He opened his fly and pulled out a nice half hard cock. He started stroking it and it rapidly got harder. It was maybe just a little over six inches and was thick with a huge smooth head. I stroked myself while I watched him play with it. He walked around behind me to get a look at all of me.

"Bend over and spread your cheeks a bit. Oh, yeah, what a great hole. What I wouldn't give to be in there."

He came back around in front of me and continued pumping that hot dick with his fist. I heard a twig snap and looked back over my shoulder. There was another guy coming up the trail about a hundred feet away.

"I know that guy. He's got kind of a small dick but he's not cut and has lots of skin that he likes to play with. How about you go play with him and I'll watch?"

I walked over to the new guy, shorts still halfway down with my hard dick waving in front of me. By the time I got there he had taken his out and was working it, trying to get it hard. I played with his balls while he stroked himself. Completely hard his head was still totally covered with foreskin with some to spare. I pushed the skin back and exposed his shiny red head. I pressed the head of my dick into his and pulled his foreskin back, trying to do a little docking. His skin was a little tight but it stretched over the head of my cock. Both of our heads were encased in his foreskin. I wrapped my fist around the two heads and stroked and squeezed them. In no time his breathing got faster and his dick swelled in my hand. He stepped back, his skin pulling away from my dick. He clamped the excess skin at the end and I could see his cock throb as he began to shoot inside his foreskin. After several spurts he released the skin and his cum oozed out and dripped onto the ground. I heard a gasp and turned toward the blonde guy who started spewing his load onto the ground.

As they were putting themselves back together I saw another guy off in the distance. I couldn't be sure but it looked like all he was wearing was a tee shirt as he walked through the woods. The two guys I was with headed out toward the road so I started in the same direction the new guy seemed to be going. As I came around a boulder I saw him leaning against a rock. He was only wearing a shirt. His shorts must have been in the little knapsack lying at his feet. He was a hot little guy, very muscular but short and small-framed. As I walked up to him he peeled off his shirt. Just as he pulled it over his head I noticed it had the logo of the longshoreman's union on it. He stood there before me, naked, his hairless muscular chest with a ring in each nipple. His cock was jutting straight out in front of him. It was about average size and perfectly formed. I sucked on his nipples a few minutes, flicking the rings with my tongue, then dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth.

"Oh, God, yeah. I need a blowjob so bad. Suck it."

He didn't need to ask twice. I bobbed up and down on his rod, sucking it and twirling my tongue around the head. His cock was a perfect fit for my mouth. In far too short a time he gasped, "I'm coming!"

I pulled off him and pumped his cock a few times. His first shot just missed me and must have flown a few feet. His next spurts didn't go as far but he just kept cumming and cumming. Watching all that man juice made me regret having not kept him in my mouth but I had really wanted to see him shoot.

He bent down and pulled a pair of shorts out of his little bag and put them on as a stocky black guy around forty walked by. I turned to look at him as he turned back, looked over his shoulder and gave me a nod. I said goodbye to the longshoreman and followed. I caught up with him and he stopped, leaned back against a tree and pulled a huge jet-black cock out of his pants. I immediately squatted in front of him and tried to swallow it. I knew I couldn't get more than half of it down without gagging but I gave it my best shot. I sucked it the best I could and wrapped my hand around the base and stroked the part I couldn't get in my mouth. With my other hand I was pulling on my own dick. After a few minutes my knees got tired and I stood up He grabbed my dick and began yanking on it while I stroked his. With his other hand he reached behind me and ran a finger up and down my crack, gradually going deeper until he was teasing my hole with his fingertip. As he pressed against my pucker I felt my balls pull up and I began to shoot streams of cum. He watched the white sticky stuff spurt from my dick and took over stroking his own. He turned away from me slightly and shot his load on the ground next to me.

As we cleaned up and put ourselves back together I looked around. Three more guys were standing within fifty feet, all groping themselves. Oh well, maybe next time, guys. .