The Fireman and the Dog Park
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Note: The story contains unprotected sex, I'm not an advocate for unprotected sex, but excluded from story for your reading enjoyment.
Greg was at the dog park letting his chocolate lab run and play with the other dogs. He sat on the bench as Buster exerted his energy running around the enclosure. The other owners eventually left and he sat and basked in the sun as Buster continued to run. He removed his shirt to take in some rays. It was a great warm autumn day and he was taking advantage of the weather.
He turned his head when he heard the gate open, Buster's ears perked up as a new friend was joining him to play. Greg eyed the guy as he walked in with a Dalmatian. Buster eagerly sniffed his new friend as they chased each other around the park. The guy walked up to the bench and commented on his beautiful dog, Greg looked up and saw the hunk who obviously worked out standing before him. Greg put his hands to his face to block the sun to get a better view of the tall dark handsome figure wearing his volunteer fire company t-shirt.
The guy asked if he mind if he joined him on the bench. Greg told him to be his guest not trying to conspicuous. They sat and watched their dogs, occasionally glancing at each other. Greg eventually extended his hand and introduced himself, and the man said his friends called him Skeet. Greg and Skeet talked about their dogs, how old they were, what their personalities were like.
Skeet kept stealing glances at Greg's half naked body, he comment that he thought kept him in great condition. Greg commented he wasn't bad himself. Skeet said he was thankful for the fire company and their gym equipment. He liked to spend the late morning working out when no one was there. Skeet lifted his shirt over his head, Greg ogled the body as the shirt was over Skeet's head. He seemed to linger taking off before he tucked the shirt into his back pocket. Greg stared a little too long at his pecs and solid arms. Skeet didn't seemed bother with the gazing. Greg looked up at Skeet's face and their eyes made contact. Skeet smiled at Greg and Greg blushed for a few seconds, but bit his lip and kept checking out his bench mate.
Skeet reached down and adjusted his cock exclaiming how hot it was for October. Greg agreed and reached down and adjusted himself as well, his bulge was prominent in his shorts, catching Skeet's attention. Skeet boldly reached over and tweaked Greg's nipple lightly. Greg moaned lightly as his cock protruded down the side of his leg. Skeet commented about the view as he examined Greg from head to toe. Greg looked around before his fingers were lightly pulling on Skeet's' nipple, Skeet looked into his eyes and said harder. Greg pulled the nipple harder and Skeet sported an obvious bulge in the front of his dark blue dickies. Skeet's hand rubbed the outline of his cock and offered someplace more private, and Greg asked where. Skeet mentioned the fire company second station would be vacant at this time of the day, since most of the members are at work. Greg liked the idea and called Buster over. Skeet called Thor over and they hooked the leashes up and walked back shirtless to the firehouse a few blocks away.
Skeet unlocked the door and recommended they put the dogs in the dog play area, no one will see them. He said if the alarm goes off, get dressed and head out the back door, there's a shed you can hide in till everyone is gone, the outside gate isn't locked on the play pen and you can easily retrieve your dog.
Once the gate was closed and the dogs were playing safely inside, Skeet kicked off his shoes and dropped his pants. Greg followed suit removing his t-shirt, kicked off his sneakers and dropped his shorts. Both were commando and they stood there checking out each other's masculine bodies. Skeet told him to get his phone, and pulled him over the one fire truck. He told Greg it was currently out of commission, he pulled a helmet from the truck and placed on Greg's head. He reached for Greg's nipples and lightly tugged before he grabbed Greg's phone and snapped a picture. He pulled down a part of boots and Greg stepped into them, and Skeet took another picture. Skeet pulled the coat off the truck, Greg put it on, and sporting a super hard boner as Skeet took several more shots. He put the phone down and walked up to Greg. He flipped back the visor and grabbed Greg's nipples as he kissed him deeply. Greg was warm in the boots and was starting to sweat as Skeet's hands roamed his body and played tonsil hockey. Skeet lower to his knees and cupped Greg's balls. He eventually wrapped his hand around his nuts and directed the cock to his mouth. With his other hand he pulled on Greg's nipple as he sucked on his cock. Greg was in awe as the fireman serviced his cock. Skeet pulled on his balls and worked the cock down his throat. Greg felt a little pain in his balls, but he was oddly liking it, it made his cock drip more precum, and that seemed to be what Skeet wanted.
Skeet stood back up and ran his hands over Greg's chest. He walked over to the truck and put on boots, he handed Greg his phone and told him to take a picture. Greg snapped several as the fireman stood there in boots sporting his personal firehose. He grabbed a coat and put it on, and then the helmet. He posed for Greg as he snapped away. Greg's cock throbbed at the view of the fireman in gear. He walked over to Skeet and pulled his nipple and reach down to stroke his cock. Skeet told him harder on the nipples and Greg pinched and pulled harder. Skeet moaned and looked him in the eye and said harder. Greg was afraid to hurt him, but responded to his request. Skeet's' cock jumped up when he applied the pressure. Sheets' moaned "oh Yeah," as Greg work on his nipples.
Skeet grabbed Greg by the cock and lead him to the back of the fire truck. He helped him climb into the bed and pushed him back into the stacks of hoses. Skeet approached his face with his cock and told him to suck. Greg didn't have to be told twice as he opened his mouth to let the cock slide inside. Skeet pumped his face and held on to the back of Greg's head. Skeet ignored the gagging sounds as his cock entered Greg's throat.
Greg's eyes were tearing from the throat invasion. His cock was leaking precum like a sieve and he wanted more. Skeet pumped into his mouth telling him how beautiful his mouth looked around his cock. He kept asking Greg is he liked his cock, and Greg shook his head yes with the cock stuffed in his mouth. Skeet pulled his cock from his mouth and slapped his face. He kept asking Greg if he liked cock and Greg kept shaking his head yes. Skeet looked down and said he did too. He told Greg to stand up and lean against the inside of the bed. Skeet got down on his knees and engulf Greg down to his base, and a fete not any regular guy can do. Skeet held his cock, and said it was beautiful before he deep throated Greg some more. Skeet gagged occasionally as buried his nose into Greg's pubs. He held his head there and hummed the cock going further down his throat. Greg felt the vibration on his cock as he held onto Skeet's head moaning loudly as Skeet expertly swallowed his cock.
Skeet's pulled Greg down onto the hoses, and maneuvered himself into a sixty nine position. They were still wearing the boots and fire coats as they got between each other legs. They were sweating and grunting as the sucked on each other. Greg felt his toes curl as Skeet's mouth sucked on his cock. Skeet ordered Greg to suck on his balls. Greg worked on the balls before he was ordered to squeeze and pull on them. Skeet looked into Greg's eyes and he sucked his cock.
Greg felt his balls start to rise when he looked down and saw Skeet's mouth wrapped around his cock. Skeet's eyes were burning holes into his memory as they held the stare. Skeet inserted his finger next to Greg's cock in his mouth and stuck the wet finger in his hole.
Greg tensed as he felt the finger wiggle into his ass. Skeet placed his finger in his mouth again and reinserted into Greg. Skeet worked on Greg's hole with his finger, slowly opening it up. Greg was doubting he could take a cock that large, but could see the look of determination of Skeet's face. Skeet pulled his cock out of Greg's mouth and slapped his face with it and then moved between Greg's legs. He sucked his cock and Greg's fingers clawed into the hoses surrounding him. His head whipped back as he moaned louder from Skeet's mouth. He spread his legs further and felt Skeet's finger invade his hole. Skeet looked down, spat on his finger and worked into his hole as he worked his hungry mouth of Greg's cock. Greg's cock was slicked with his throat juices and glistened! The drool ran down Greg's cock and onto his balls and more drooled flowed towards his hole as Skeet worked his magic. Greg knew it would be more than a finger to open him up for the monster between Skeet's legs.
Skeet started working two fingers into Greg's tight ass. He enjoyed the warm velvety feeling of the inside as he worked his fingers in and out. He knew his cock was going to love fucking his ass. Greg's body tensed, his fingers dug deeper into the hose and his toes curled inside the boots as he whimpering and that is what Skeet wanted to hear. He knew this was going to be a great fuck which is rare, as most guys run from his huge cock as soon as he got it near their ass. Greg shuttered when he worked the fingers into his ass, Skeet knowing it was a good sign, and he desired to have Greg as soon as he saw him when he was walking Thor. He made a detour and went to the dog park where Greg was shirtless.
Skeet spat on Greg's cock and jerked him with his hand, as he started concentrating on getting three fingers inside of him. Greg's ass was trying to reject the third finger and Skeet worked his magic to open up the stud. Skeet told him he was going to be ready soon for his big cock. Greg shook his head yes when Skeet asked if he wanted the big cock. Skeet's fingers were sliding in and out of Greg's ass, as Greg seemed to be naturally lubing up Skeet's fingers. Greg wanted Skeet inside of him and breed him.
Skeet slowly added the fourth finger. He realized he could easily fist this guy, but he wanted his cock up his ass not his hand. Greg's ass was slowly opening, his head thrashed side to side as the felt the four fingers. He knew that the cock would be next, he bit down on his lip in anticipation. He wanted it inside of him, and he was determined not to stop Skeet from taking his ass. Skeet reached for the lube in the pocket of his jacket, he poured oil on his fingers that were loosening up Greg's ass.
Suddenly Greg felt empty, reality quickly returned when he realized Skeet's wasn't opening him. Skeet pour the lube onto his cock and lustfully looked at Greg, he wasn't going to take no as answer at this point, but he knew Greg wanted that cock in him. Skeet laid back on the hose and told Greg to straddle him. Skeet knew this was the only way he was going to get his cock inside of Greg. Greg was trembling as he stood, his knees were weak, but got enough energy to straddle Skeet's hip. He lowered himself and Skeet's cock head was introducing itself to his hole. He reached down and pulled his ass checks apart as he sat on the tip of the cock. Skeet's cock was glistening from the oil and he felt the tip stretch his ass lips. Luckily Skeet's cock head was narrower than his shaft, which will make it easier to sit on. Skeet reach up and grabbed his nipples and Greg felt the pressure on his nipples as it made it easier for the tip enter his opened hole. He moaned as he felt the cock start to stretch him. His legs shook from the anticipation, he felt his hole stretch as the shaft started penetrating him. He had to stop as he couldn't take any more. His knees were shaky as he sat there with part of the shaft inside of him. Skeet's shaft was as thick as a soda can at the base, Greg placed his hands on Skeet's chest to balance himself as he fucked himself on the first half of Skeet's cock. He knew he had to open up more to get that monster totally inside of him. Greg slowly inched down on the shaft, feeling the cock go deeper as he slide his ass up and down on the pole.
Skeet's watched as the ass massaged his cock, held on the Greg's nipples as he saw Greg's ass slowly swallow his massive cock. He knew in a minute Greg would be impaled and that's the moment he was waiting for. Greg's breathing got heavier and he's knees shakier as more and more of the cock slide deeper his hole. He knew he would be feeling this fuck long after they were done. Greg lost balance and quickly impaled himself on Skeet. The pain seared through his body but he was unable to move. His knees weren't going to cooperate. Skeet stroked Greg's cock as he tried to recover from his slip. He saw the grimace on Greg's face, and he intently watch. A smile slowly returned to Greg's face as he slowly regained his energy and slowly rode on the large cock up his ass. Skeet's held onto his hips and tried to help him rise up and down on his shaft. Suction noises echo as he worked his ass a little more. Skeet encouraging him, "You're doing fine babe, feels good."
Skeet sat up with Greg in his lap, he pushed back on Greg's shoulders forcing him to lean back. Skeet worked on Greg's legs as rolled him on his back with his cock still inside of him. They slowly got into missionary position by repositioning legs. Skeet looked into Greg's eyes as they slowly rolled back onto the hoses. Skeet's cock stayed inside, but once they maneuvered their legs, Skeet pushed his cock deep inside Greg. Greg's eyes rolled back, his outstretched arms gripped the hoses as Skeet slowly fucked him. Greg couldn't move as the cock pumped into him. He felt paralyzed and moan incoherently. Skeet lifted his legs over his shoulders and grunted as he slowly built up speed. Skeet felt he was going to blow soon and pulled out of Greg's ass. Greg was wide-eyed when he realized he stopped and his ass was void of the large cock.
Greg still couldn't move as his energy was drained from riding that big cock. Skeet stood over him, looked down and smiled. Greg looked into his eyes and smiled back. Skeet squatted over Greg and aimed his cock to his ass. He lubed his hand and rubbed Greg's cock and slowly sat on it. Greg moaned as his cock was swallowed by the hungry ass. Skeet put his hands on Greg's chest and rode the cock taking him all the way to the base. Skeet's head tossed from side to side feeling his tight ass milked by his cock, this was too good to be true. When Greg's energy quickly returned Skeet told him to pull on his nipples. Greg reached up and watch the Adonis pump his ass on his cock and he reached up and pull and twisted the nipples. He saw Skeet was in pain and his head rolled back, "More" escaped his lips. Greg squeezed more and Skeet bounce up and down on his cock. His breathing grew heavier as he used all his weight to ram the cock deep in his body.
Skeet felt exhilarated with Greg working his nipples hard, his own cock stood at attention as Greg's cock was hitting the spot. He could feel another load building, and spewed profanity as he fucked himself on cock. Soon Skeet sat on the cock and left the feeling of cumming subside. He pulled off of Greg's cock, and got between his legs. He pour more lube on his cock and he entered Greg. Greg screamed with pleasure as the massive cock filled his hole once again. He held onto Skeet's chest as Skeet placed his legs over his shoulders and started pounding into him. Greg felt his back inch backward and he wrapped his legs around his waist as Skeet was giving him the ride of his life. Never has a fucking felt so wonderful and he didn't know he had it in him.
He leaked precum which dripped down his shaft with every thrust inside of him. The sound of Skeet slapping against his ass filled the room and echoed off the walls. If alarms did go off, Greg would have never heard them. Skeet held onto his hips and would pull him back if he slide up to far, he could feel the rug burns on his back as the coat rubbed against him. Skeet didn't fuck him as long this time, he pulled out of Greg's cock exhausted. He quickly dropped to his knees straddling Greg's cock taking it the base up his ass. Sweat dripped from his body and down on Greg, he had to regain his energy to ride that cock. He knew they both weren't going to last long. He slowly pumped onto Greg, looking deeply into his eyes, hypnotizing Greg.
Greg watched as Skeet's ass slide up and down on his cock. Skeet tighten his ass to milk the whole shaft. Sweat continue to run down Skeet's body and the masculine scent intoxicating both. Skeet's body shook as he buried the cock deep inside of him, his head thrashed side to side. Greg was getting vocal as he felt his cock being swallowed by the ass, it was incredible. He tightened the grip on Skeet's chest and Skeet went wild sliding his ass up and down on Greg. The mono-syllabic grunts filled the air as they looked into each other's eye.
Suddenly Greg's eyes rolled back in his head, his toes curled in his boots and his finger dug into Skeet's chest. He couldn't hold back any longer, his muscle were trying to fight the pending orgasm. Skeet saw his reaction and rode the cock even harder, tensing up his ass muscles milking the cock inside of him. Greg thrust up and a guttural scream filled the air as his orgasm was released from his balls and journey up his shaft and shot the first spurt into Skeet's' ass. The thrust again as the second spasm displaced from his body into Skeet. Skeet tighten more and felt Greg's cock expand as he deposited more cum deep inside him. He hit the spot and Skeet grabbed his cock, the cum shot up in the air, the ropes landing on Greg's face, chest and stomach and finally the remaining dribbled down his cock and onto Greg's pubs. They both couldn't move as their muscled froze. Skeet fell forward onto Greg. Greg literally passed out from all the sensations and excitement. They both slowly woke, drench in sweat and the air was permeated with male sex. Greg's cock slowly plopped out of Skeet's ass.
Greg felt the Cockburn on his cock from the tight ass. His ass was burning from the abuse he received from Skeet. Skeet removed the jacket telling him it was too hot and tossed it on the hoses surrounding them. He slowly pulled off the rubber boots just to cool down. Greg wiggled out of his jacket and sat up to pull of the boots as well. Skeet extended his hand to help Greg up, he help get Greg down from the top of the fire engine. Their muscular bodies drenched in sweat and they both smelled. Greg knew he wouldn't get hard for a few days and he knew he wasn't getting fucked as he walked like he just got off a horse. They both hugged and shook hands.
Greg found his clothes and sat down on the bumper of the fire engine and put on his clothes. Skeet kept naked and thanked Greg for the good time. Skeet asked for Greg's number and added to his phone. Greg retrieved Buster from the play area and headed out the door. He was sore but he was smiling, Greg couldn't ever remember such fantastic sex, and never with an Adonis like Skeet.
A few days later he received a text from Skeet asking if he was horny. He invited Skeet over to his place, stripped down and waited for him to arrive at the door. Greg like buster was excited to see him, and was looking forward to playing. Greg opened the door only wearing a smile gazing into his eyes.
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