Charity Fucker

By Randy

Published on Jul 16, 2013

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Charity Fucker

You always seem them - the arrogant pretty things that think they're too good. Strutting around, teasing everyone else with their pert asses, fit bodies and youth. It's one thing to choose someone who you're attracted to - another to give off attitude. Thing is, it's late at night and you're in a park looking for sex. Everyone there is just there to get off - conceit has no place in a park when cruising for sex.

This boy in front of me is exactly that. Mid to late 20s, young, clearly horny, fit and looking straight at me and groping his crotch. I'd seen him around and he'd ignored me in the past for something better. As pretty much the only other guy who was height-weight proportionate and under 40 here tonight, I was clearly the "something better" tonight. And I think to myself, time has come to cut this fucker down a notch and teach him a little humility.

I walked up to him and grabbed his ass. He melted into my arms and we kissed. He whimpers as my tongue fucks his throat. I undo my trousers and pushed him to his knees. Faced with a throbbing hard cock, the guy dives for it hungrily and sucks on it like a starving man. He looks around and tries to get up when he notices the shadows of 4 or 5 guys around us, but I hold him there and he stops struggling and starts stroking his own cock.

I pull him up and kiss him again, tasting my cock on his lips. My fingers pry open his butt cheeks and stroke his quivering ass - lubed and twitching for a fuck. Excellent. I roll on a condom and spin him around.

"Can we go somewhere else?" he whispers to me.

"Shut the fuck up slut" I hiss.

I kiss him again. Hard. I shove him against a tree. He whimpers a little but stops struggling. His cock throbs hard against my belly. Clearly he likes being ordered around too - cocky little fucker.

I turn him around. I can tell he's still a bit nervous with the audience, but his nerves settle a bit when he feels the pressure of my hard cock against his hole. He moans as I breach the sphincter and relentlessly drill into his quivering hole.

I reach around and stroke his throbbing cock as I bottom out. Hard as a rock. Unseen, I gesture one of the voyeurs closer. Then, I deftly grab his arms tight against his back turn him around and start fucking him, using his arms as leverage. He gasps at the sudden change of pace. Mouth open and at cock level - the voyeur does not pass up the opportunity. The guy struggles a bit under me, but not seriously. I let go of his forearms when he settles down and he reaches out to cup the balls of the guy he's blowing. I push the boy's head onto that cock, enjoying that ass squeeze as he gags. I settle down to a long steady pace to explore this fine ass in front of me.

All too soon, the voyeur pulls out and blows a huge load all over my cocky fucktoy's face.

Some old guy steps up with a truly respectable cock. Again, the resistance as my fuckee notices the appearance of the owner of that cock, but I give his ass a few hard strokes. I'm boss.

I push the boy's head down and he submits to my will, throat opening up for that cock. I settle back into my groove, enjoying the tight grip of that ass as the boy struggles to take the massive member. The audience gets closer. Like vultures.

One guy gropes my ass then starts rimming me. Fuck I love a good rim job. I grind into the ass I'm fucking. I hear a grunt and then the boy struggling as his mouth is flooded with cum. He's gagging and spluttering as the old guy heads off, satiated. But his mouth isn't vacant for long - a bearded guy with a pot-belly tilts the boy's head and impales that gullet.

My rimmer gets up and I can feel the heat of his breath on my neck. He spreads my ass and I know what's coming - an iron-hard throbbing cock that impales me with one long hard stroke. My unseen fucker doesn't waste time - hard jabs follow, propelling my own fuck into a runaway fuck-train.

There was something so incredibly hot and sleazy about watching this good-looking cocky young guy gagging on the bearded guy's cock (under that paunch), feeling my dick is being milked every time the boy gags all while having a nice solid cock pummelling my guts ... it's just too much.

I moan and start cumming into my rubber. The rimmer doesn't stop fucking me and keeps hammering my prostate through my orgasm until he seizes up behind me too and cums into his rubber. I reach around and stroke the boy's hard cock, still leaking pre-cum like a faucet.

Me and my rimmer disengage. The rimmer disappears before I get a look at him.

The boy's ass gapes open only for a moment before another member of the audience takes my place. I glance up at my replacement and smirk - earlier tonight, the cocky shit would probably have never given this guy the time of day. And here he is moaning and whimpering as he accommodates my replacement's cock, jerking himself off as he is spit-roasted in the dark park by strangers.

I thought the young guy was too far gone in lust to notice me leave, but he looks up at me as I step back. And behind the glaze of lust, I see gratitude. Evidently, being pushed to give up his body to the masses was a reward of itself!

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