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In the Park
The wind had been blowing since late last night and at times was pretty intense. You know, that kind of not quite hot and not quite chilly wind that from time to time clears the air and eventually heats the city to a blister. It was about 11 a.m. when I got to the park, took care of those last minute adjustments to costume that every self respecting faggot does like breathing, and set off for a "hike".
These hikes were my way of getting out of the daily routine on an extended lunch break. Up into the hills above L.A., a good hike up a fairly easy climb and always the possibility of some hot men and fair to fantastic sex. I loved it because whether there was action or not, the day was well spent. Most of the way, the climb is beautiful and the recent rains had turned it into an emerald wonderland. Flowers bloomed here and there among bushes and trees which served many purposes.
Today I was particularly interested in having one of those magical encounters with another hot man who knows what he wants, has worked on his body and particularly his attitude, and I know you know what I mean, especially if you, like me, are an adventurer of the open air sex games. I had put on a rather well designed outfit, I thought, bulges in the right spots and obvious but not pushy. Obvious was easy though, since it was more often I worried about how to minimize my 7 plus inch cock so that it didn't draw attention when I wanted people to pay attention to something else.
After about a quarter mile, the usual crowd of men of all ages who don't want to take the trouble of climbing higher for their engagements and linger along the path, working their way in and out of the little offshoots that dotted the way. Most often they were attempting to not make their lust quite so obvious, but that sometimes took on a comedic nature. I was about 150 yards behind a possible target, he was about 6 feet, maybe 180 well worked, defined but not overdone and everything was in just the right places and proportions -- a hunk. The brown hair took some points off from the back, which is all I had yet seen, but the tan was nice, he moved like an athlete, and best of all, he kept looking back at me and had noticeably slowed down after first spotting me.
He turned off to the edge overlooking the Valley and waited for me to catch up. As I approached, he gave me the cutest grin I had ever seen and looked me over in detail, paying a lot of attention to my now bulging crotch. I walked over to him and reached out for his hand which he held onto as we greeted each other. "Let's go up together, I said and off we walked, hand in hand like the best of lovers even though we had just met. I found out he was in college, 22, living alone near UCLA and horny as hell. At one point he bolted away into one of those side paths and waived for me to follow. When I caught up with him a few hundred windy, well worn feet into the tunnel of vegetation, he was taking his shirt off. I put my arms around his body and pulled his mouth to mine, sticking my tongue as far into his mouth as it would go.
As we held each other kissing for what seemed to be hours, my cock had become as hard as I ever remember it being and was pushing out the top of my jockeys with enough precum oozing out that my gym shorts were beginning to show a growing wet spot at the waistband. As we kissed I ran my hands over his back and then down to his butt where I grabbed onto the nicest bubble buns I had ever held. He was obviously very hot and I was afraid he would come as I moved my hand under his shorts and found his warm moist fuck hole with my fingers. Our crotches were pressed together and the movement of our hips was beginning to have its effect. He dropped to his knees and wrapped his mouth around the bulge in my shorts and started sucking on the cotton. He pushed the waistband down with his nose and tongue, reaching with it for the tip of my juicy cockhead. In an instant his mouth was rapped around my cock, at least as much as he could get in on the first try.
He pulled my shorts completely off and I stepped out of them to leave me standing entirely naked with Jeff working my cock over with his mouth and my balls with his hand. His other hand slowly stroked his own cock which was showing every sign of releasing its juices soon. I pulled out of his mouth before I was too far gone to hold back and stood him up, diving into his mouth with my tongue. As I did so he shot a load onto my cock. I was a bit pissed, thinking that he might be one of those guys who comes and runs, but he said not to worry, he can shoot it off up to 15 times in a row.
I turned him around and with his cum dripping from my cock, bent him over and put my stiff rod at his hole and pushed in. He didn't let out a whimper as I drove my now fully engorge meat into him and just moaned with pleasure as I repeatedly pounded his fuck hole. The only thing he said was "Please fuck me more" when I pulled my dick out for a minute so he could look at it.
"No, lick my balls first" I said and shoved his head to my crotch. Like a hungry puppy he licked those heavy balls with the enthusiasm I loved to see a young man show. I knew that this would be quite a day. I hit his face with my cock, covered by the juices of two men and hard as iron. I wanted to hold off, but seeing him look up at me with those beautiful blue -- no crystal blue -- eyes, there was no way I could hold back from giving us more immediate satisfaction. We put all our clothes, such as that was, on some soft, fresh, long grass as our bed and he pulled on my arm as he lay himself down on his back. I lowered myself to him with a tongue that found his beckoning mouth. As I did, he raised his legs over my shoulders, reached for my hardon and pulled me to him. In a single motion I was fully into his love tunnel with my aching cock, our bodies entwined in pleasure. Holding his arms down and over his head, I could gain the right leverage so I could whale away on this gorgeous stud's ass. I totally lost myself into my cock as I pumped his hole full of manmeat.
He worked as hard as I did, meeting my every stroke by his own, my push welcomed by his hole sucking my cock into him and massaging it as it plunged in and out. We stood up together at that moment, his arms wrapped around my neck and legs around my waist. Our tongues danced with each other for as long as I could take it and then I let loose with a load that filled his fuck hole as I melted into his embrace. After what must have been an eternity, he unwrapped himself and then I saw and felt where he had come on my stomach at the same time as I shot into him.
We laughed with that kind of relaxation that lets you know you have found yourself in another. I knew we were in for a great time together.
After we adjusted our clothes, kissed several more times and otherwise thoroughly enjoyed each other for a few minutes, we returned to the path and the bright early summer sunlight. The Santa Anas last night had died down and left a crystal clear sky that was now edging toward hot. I was glad I wore my hot weather outfit -- brief shorts over either jockeys like today or a supporter for all that both offer.
Jeff's shirt was off, giving me ample opportunity to admire his firm, well worked young skin that was very nearly hairless. Every time he gave me that boyish grin my cock stood up in my shorts and I just about jumped him several times as we hiked farther into the park. Every couple of minutes another hiker would appear, most of them other men looking for an opportunity to express their manhood in their own special way.
It was about evenly divided so far as to which of us got the attention until we made a turn up a side trail. Standing next to a tree trunk that angled up at just the right incline to allow for posing against it in such a way that one could show off your best parts, just as the guy standing there then did. He was dressed in black leather shorts, had a harness on and a beautiful set of steel blue eyes offset by dark brown hair on his head as well as his body. He oozed sexuality not so much because of his physical characteristics but more in that special way you knew you would want him to take control of you. Jeff had come across him first and was suddenly as if in a trance. He was clearly wanting to know what might lie in store for him with this guy and wondering what I would think about it.
Of course I knew that he and I had found each other in the forest several times over a period of years, so when I entered the bush-encased grotto only to see Griff we chuckled and the three of us went back to the main trail. This was going to be a great day after all and was too good to waste with just the three of us. We set off for the forest, that special grove of trees which have grow so thickly that there is no undergrowth. Just a thick bed of fallen needles and leaves providing a soft cushion for the games of the forest.
It wasn't long before we climbed far off the path through the brush and on top of the ridge that we came upon the darkened chamber like area. There were at least ten other men already there, some naked others in various stages of ecstasy. I had my arm around both Jeff and Griff as we walked to the center of the area and used the opportunity to tell both of them that they were going to have a chance to show the others what they were waiting for, a show that would get each of them off.
Griff practically ripped Jeff's shorts off as he gobbled the boy cock into his hungry mouth. Jeff and I kissed just as I felt my shorts coming down as well and then a wonderfully warm, soft mouth slide down my half erect shaft. It was like the most welcoming pocket of love I had felt, a trademark of Griff's that he enjoyed bragging about. It took no time at all for the combination of his mouth and hand working my cock into action for me to remember just why it was always nice to see Griff along the path. He is a master with your balls as well, caressing, licking, sucking, stretching them in every which way, with lots of softness and just enough pain to make it exciting. He moved Jeff along side me so that he could take both our cocks into his mouth at once, at least part of both. I fucked Jeff's dick in Griff's mouth until I got too close to cumming and pulled away.
I thoroughly enjoy watching Griff at work and gladly turned Jeff over to him. Jeff had been waiting to be dominated by this hard edged stud of a man since he first spotted him. Griff immediately grabbed Jeff's cock and balls firmly, gave them just enough of a squeeze to let him know who was in charge and moved Jeff to the improvised bed of clothes, fallen vegetation and a blanket donated by one of the hot men standing in the glade, jacking themselves off, occasionally in pairs, doing what hot men do with one another for sexual pleasure. As Jeff lay down, Griff slapped cuffs on his wrists, a cock ring around his shaft and as fast as a steer being thrown and roped, lube was slapped onto his fuck hole and Griff was driving his cock deep inside him. The artistry of it all was awesome. Here was a master at work, and what he had to work with was impressive. His cock wasn't specially large, thick or anything like that, but it was one of those dicks that always seemed to be hard. It sure was now and he was working Jeff's hole faster and faster. I reached down to grab his cock as it fucked the younger boy-man. Then I grabbed Jeffs cock and balls and played with whatever set of cock and balls I could get at as Griff brought Jeff nearly to his peak.
Griff rolled Jeff onto his back and had his legs up and hole filled with cock in another smooth as silk move. My cock went into Jeff's mouth as I kneeled in back of his head and bent forward to suck his cock and play with Griff's all at the same time. Jeff Shot his load within a minute of my mouth encasing it with my suck machine. As he built up the pressure and gave those tell tale signals that an eruption was near, I sucked harder and harder on his cock so that when he came I was sucking powerfully enough to be able to swallow the huge load he dumped in my throat. It was like ambrosia for me, that sticky sweet brew that spewed from Jeff's cock and I sucked until I was sure there wasn't any more, for the moment.
Griff , knowing what I liked, pulled out of Jeff's ass and shot his load onto my face, fucking my cheek as he shot gob after gob of his white man juice. As Griff collapsed onto the two of us, my head lay between these two hot men, their cocks in my face. The sounds from some of the other guys in the forest told me that they were finding their relief as well. But I was not yet ready to shoot my next load 'cause I had seen one or two of the tree leaners that I would like to get to know better.
One of them must have been watching me closely for a while because he knew that my gun had yet to shoot its bullets and quickly stepped up to take my aching cock in his mouth. He was a bit older than the three of us, probably near 40 but still in excellent condition. His 501's were open and his prick was pushing to get out of his jockeys. What a mouth! I never knew there could be THAT much suction before. He actually lifted me off the ground with his mouth around my cock. This guy was talented.
I stood over him and he reached around my butt to pull my cock against the back of his throat. I could feel it open and my cock pushed all the way in until my bush covered his nose. I could feel the contractions in this throat as I slowly pumped my cock back and forth to develop the greatest amount of friction on the now tender member. I pulled out of his mouth to prolong our pleasures and see if this guy had other talents worth investigating. He moved under my crotch and dove for my asshole with an extended tongue that knew its stuff. He licked my crack like I was covered in chocolate sauce and played with my hole until it opened enough for him to fuck me with his tongue.
I bent over to give him the best angle and he got my hole so fucking hot I was ready for the next surprise. I hadn't noticed Griff until I suddenly felt a steel hard rod going into me. I looked back over my shoulder and sure enough, that was Griff's mantool that was giving my hole a working over. I knew as soon as I saw him today that it would be my turn to take it in the ass. We seemed to share the pleasures of each other in a unique way. Neither of us ever got fucked by anyone else, but whenever we got together and especially up here in the forest, one or the other of us got fucked by the other. There was the respect that one master has for another between us and I treated him to as good a fuck as he would be likely to get for quite a while. My ass worked his cock like a hand tightly wrapped around the shaft. As I noticed that, it gave me a brilliant idea. Griff must have read my mind, 'cause he pulled his cock out of me, gave me a kiss and turned to the most recent addition to our little group.
He was in awe of Griff by now and was only too anxious to lie onto his stomach as Griff lubed his hand, bent over and moved three fingers into his hole. I guess Griff had noticed while he was watching this guy suck on me that his hole was, as we say, experienced. The three were followed by the fourth and then the whole hand but the thumb. As Griff worked his hole more, it relaxed and soon the entire hand was in up to Griff's wrist. Now it was my turn. Griff moved to one side as I lowered my cock into the same fuck hole and felt Griff's hand wrap around it as it dived into this heaven of pleasures. I abandoned all sense of caring about anything but my cock at this point and began pounding hand in ass with every ounce of my athletic, muscular body. The sweat was lubricating our bodies so we were nearly fused into one writhing, grunting mass of flesh. I could feel the pressure burst in my balls and the jism was rising up my shaft and then all I could feel was me exploding out my cock head time and again, letting out a primordial scream.
I don't know how long we lay there in a heap and it wasn't until I regained consciousness of the rest of the world until I noticed that Jeff had rejoined us at some point and had apparently cum in Griff's mouth as I exploded. The four of us slowly unravelled ourselves and started laughing with each other about how cum seemed to be all over all of us. The others in the forest were putting clothes on and walking off, mostly in pairs as we left this special glade.
Jeff had taken the trouble to make sure I was cleaned up and he wrapped his arm around me as we rejoined the main pathway down the hill. "Could I spend the night with you?" he asked, with just the right mixture of playfulness and innocence that made him so damned charming. "Well, if you'll be a good boy", I said in return. It was hard to believe we have been lovers for 4 years now. Maybe it was the occasional trips to the forest that kept things fresh.