A Cock in the Park

Late February 1972: spring was just a month away and, more importantly, the end of high school was coming in a little over three short months.  It was Friday afternoon and I'd been chaffing to get out of that last class of the week all day.  When I did, I shoved my books into my locker and headed straight for a department store.

THE department store, that is.

The one at which I had, in the parking lot, sucked cock for the first time about two weeks ago [That Businessman: My First Blowjob].  The one at which I, also, had my 18-year-old ass fucked for the first time just eight days ago [Blowjob in the (Un)Dressing Room: Chapter 2].

I had a good feeling about today and almost cut classes because of it but a teacher had seen me walking this morning, so I'd decided not to.

Anyway, I got there a little past 4 p.m. and was walking across the parking lot toward the store’s top floor entrance when a horn honked twice.  I looked around and saw a car that resembled the one in which I'd given my first blowjob.  The driver honked again, rolled his window down and motioned me over.  It was the same car and the same businessman: tall, stocky, round-faced and balding and wearing a blue suit today.  He asked where I was going, and I told him and started to leave.  He called me back, "Do you remember me?"  I reminded him that he'd threatened to call security on me the first time we'd met.  He went blank for a second, then managed a tight smile.  "I wouldn’t have done it, but I did think you were trying to hustle me.  So, my apology."  He looked me over, "You like those tight jeans, and they seem to like you.  Why don’t you take care of business and I'll wait here for," he looked at his watch, "forty minutes, in case you want a ride somewhere."

I agreed to that and went into the store.  The men's room, where the businessman had first picked me up, was empty.  So, I went to men's wear.  I knew that the clerk who had fucked me last week wasn't on duty Fridays, but I'd almost been picked up once before in that department.  There were a few guys there, one of whom, a short, thin, middle-aged man, seemed to be watching me when I entered.  I went over to the area he was in and stood next to him, looking the shirts over.  He didn't make a move, but still seemed to be interested.  I caught him looking at me twice, once at my crotch.  So, I asked him where the underwear department was and he told me and pointed and I headed over there.

I had about 25 minutes to go before the businessman left,

I browsed the aisles in the underwear department, scouting three guys, one of whom [a brunette in his late thirties wearing jeans and a sweater] seemed interested.  I was looking at the tank t-shirts when he came over, passed behind me, pressing his cock against my ass and muttered an "excuse me".  I looked at him and nodded and turned back to the tank tops, I moved a little closer to him.  He waited a minute, then passed behind me again, firmly touching my ass in the process.  I glanced at him and nodded again.

Then the thin guy showed up.  He came over and started looking the tank tops over and asked me if I found what I was looking for.  I said yes and thanked him.  And the brunette guy turned and left.  I figured he must have thought the thin guy was my dad or something.  The thin guy went to the shorts rack and I had to make a decision: continue to cruise with a possibility of a pickup or leave with the businessman for a sure thing.  I left.

The businessman was smoking and gave me a tight, satisfied smile when I went back to his car.  "Find what you were looking for?"  "Not yet."  He moved his attaché case off his lap to show me his exposed cock, "Come on, get in."  I went around and got into the car.  He stubbed his cigarette out, put his arm around my shoulders and opened my belt and the button of my jeans, "Show me your dick,” I unzipped and pushed my jeans down just a little and exposed my semi-hard cock.  He groped it, pulled me closer and massaged and stroked it to full erection.  Then he put the attaché case on his lap and pulled out of the lot.  I started to refasten my jeans and he told me to leave them. "Put your jacket on your lap.”

I asked where we were going, and he told me "A park.  Not far."  About half an hour later we were there and walking through a woodsy area.  We passed a few other male couples, some of whom knew the businessman as Joe or Joey.  A Japanese man greeted the businessman and they took a few minutes to engage in a whispered conversation.  They shook hands and the Japanese man left.

And a pair of cops saw us and casually approached, smiling.  The blonde one looked at me for a few seconds, then asked, "Who's your pretty friend, Joe?"  The businessman introduced me as Val and the blonde nodded, "Don’t think we’ve seen you here before."  I told him I hadn't been here, and he looked down at me [he was over 6 feet tall] and touched my shoulder, "Well, be nice to Joe, right?  And maybe we'll see you here again."  The brunette cop walked around behind me and patted my ass, "Sure hope so, Val." and they continued on their way, talking softly.

I asked the businessman [it's how I'll always think of him] if they were real cops and he just said, "You don’t have to worry about the police here."  We went a little deeper and he stopped in a small clear area, unfastened my belt, opened my jeans, then unzipped his pants and pulled his flaccid cock out.  He put my hand around it and I started fondling and stroking it.  I stopped when a pair of 30something men stepped into the clearing, and the businessman clasped my hand, "Keep going."  I continued to stroke him, nervous but also getting more and more horny.  I tried to unbuckle his belt, but he pushed my hand away and told me to leave them.  He put an arm over my shoulder and pulled me closer and kissed me roughly, shoving his tongue deep into my mouth.  His cock throbbed in my hand.  

The businessman shoved my jeans and briefs down past my hips and stopped kissing me, "Now suck it."  One of the 30somethings said "That's Joe.  I don’t know the other one."  

I knelt and took the businessman's cock into my mouth slowly, sucking gently and running my tongue back and forth along the shaft.  I withdrew it to the head and focused solely on working that soft, pink tip; sucking at it and probing his cumhole and running my tongue rapidly across it.  I sucked the entire shaft into my mouth and moved my head more methodically along that wonderful, hard cock.  I slipped it completely out of my mouth and licked every inch of it, sucked it again, withdrew and bathed it with my tongue, then took it back in and started sucking harder.  The businessman put both hands on my head and began moving his hips, fucking my mouth softly.......then harder...and faster and harder.

And he suddenly withdrew.  I closed my eyes, anticipating a cum shot but he told me to "Stand up, turn around."  I did and he pulled me toward him, spit, then started shoving his cock up my ass.  One of the 30somethings tittered.  I relaxed my buttocks as best I could and the businessman pushed forward, pulling me into him.  I squirmed.  He grunted, "Don't," eased forward again and then started fucking me slowly.  One of the 30somethings called "Sloppy seconds!" and they giggled again.

The businessman wrapped his arms around my waist and fucked me faster and harder. He breathed "Good...good...that's nice...fucking sweet..."     He grabbed my shoulder and thrust deep and fast half a dozen strokes and groaned and shot his load into me.  A few more strokes and a second dribble, and he withdrew.  

He took a handkerchief out and wiped his cock, slipped it into his clothing and, fastening his pants, went over to the 30somethings and engaged in a soft conversation.  

After a few moments the darker of the two came over, casually took hold of my cock and said "Hi, I'm Tino."  Then he got on his knees and started sucking my balls.  He worked on them for a few minutes, alternately licking and sucking them, then he started on my dick.  I looked over at the businessman and the other 30something.  Both were watching, the businessman with his terse smile and his arms folded and Tino's buddy with a little grin and his hands clasped at his crotch.  They were talking softly.

Tino reached around me and slipped his fingertip into my ass, shoved it deeper and I nearly shot my load.  Another minute of fingering and sucking did the trick and I filled Tino’s mouth with jizz while he pumped and wiggled his finger in my asshole and sucked at my cock.

After he’d done, he walked back to his buddy, who waved at me [and yes, I waved back] before they both wandered off.

The businessman came over and told me to dress and he'd give me a lift.  He also told me Tino's buddy was a top who everybody knew as Falcon.  And that he might introduce us next time.

Would there be a next time with this guy who hadn’t even directly introduced himself to me?

Yes.

That’s the short answer.  The slightly longer answer was Yes, please.

I'd started off this evening planning to brush him off and was ending it wickedly aroused at the idea of meeting him again for use as his sex toy.

He bought me dinner at McDonald’s, and I asked him if he wanted to do something next Friday.  He was silent for a moment, then offered up that tight, self-satisfied smile and said he'd be out of town for the next week.    We could get together on March 10th.  He’d wait for me at the department store, same time.  He told me not to go to the park without him, meantime.  

I had him drop me off at a market near my home and walked the few blocks from there.  There were no movies I wanted to see, so I figured I’d watch some TV and just read a while.

March 10th.  My cock stirred in anticipation.