18+ Adult Content | All characters are 18+ | Explicit MM themes | 100% Pure Fiction
One thing I never liked was driving long distance. Today, honestly, no different. I was driving my SUV down the highway, switching from one song on my playlist to another. You would think I was insane from my music collection. I was going from Metallica, to Taylor Swift, and then on to the Beatles.
Maybe it was the boredom, maybe it was because I didn't want to get to an event for work, or maybe it was just because I hadn't gotten off in three days. Anyway, I pulled into a parking lot that I had checked online. It was known for being cruisy, but I had never been.
I turned on an app and was trying to find someone who would at least suck my dick.
Nothing.
I did not see a person that struck my interest. I opened my Outlook to check emails, but nothing. I went to the bathroom because nature was calling, took a call, but did not see anyone around. It was when I finally decided to leave that I got a message.
It was from a guy that was a couple years younger than me, blonde and a bit on the twunky side. He had a tan that really accentuated his body in all the right ways.
Blonde Guy: "Are you at the park?"
Me: "Yeah, what about you?"
Blonde Guy: "Yeah, took an early lunch. Looking."
Me: "Yeah? Into?"
Blonde Guy: "Vers, love to suck.... what about you?"
Me: "Top here. Love oral, rimming, and pretty open."
We exchanged a few pictures, and his ass was the kind you could just eat for days. I had never been to this park before, and he let me know where to find him.
As I walked around to where he said to find him, I noticed how small this park is. It has a shallow parking lot, a set of bathrooms, and this boardwalk that winds around the back area. I wasn't able to see where it ended at first because of all the trees, which I’m assuming would give us cover.
I walked along the boardwalk and finally reached Blonde Guy sitting in a covered rest spot that had a long wooden bench.
He was dressed in a red polo from what looked like a local repair shop and slacks. He had a hat on in some attempt at discretion. I could see a drop of sweat beading on his temple from the humid summer day.
Me: "Hey."
Blonde Guy: "Looks like you found me."
Me: "Yeah," I replied with a slight chuckle.
Blonde Guy: "Come over here. If you sit here you can get a good view to see if anyone is coming."
I sat next to this complete stranger. A hot stranger, but a stranger no less.
Me: "So... how do we..."
That is when the Blonde Guy kissed me. Not timidly, but with a hunger matching my own. I kissed him back and loved the way his mouth felt on mine. I could taste him on my lips, and it had me wanting more with each kiss.
He started to grab at my dick with his hand and could feel my seven inches throbbing in his grip. I heard him moan into my mouth as he felt me get even harder.
He unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock, quickly going down on it. His mouth was one of the best I had ever had. It was the perfect balance of suction and wetness, and I enjoyed the feeling as his blonde head went to work on my dick. He moved to the ground on his knees and started to deep-throat me.
Me: "Fuuuuck. That feels so good, man."
He then started to unbuckle his belt and lowered his pants. I could see his tan lines that shaped this perfect ass that, just looking at it, somehow made the blowjob feel even better. I reached down, while looking around, and moved my hand down his back and slid my finger over his hole. It felt tight, but not super tight. All I could think about was getting inside him before someone walked down that trail.
Me: "Do you have lube?"
He did not respond. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small bottle of Astroglide. He pulled me to my feet and I undid my pants fully. He opened the cap and put some lube onto his hands, smearing some on my cock.
God, he wanted this, which made me even more determined to bury every inch I had into him.
He aligned my cock to his hole. There was a moment of hesitation before it popped open and accepted my dick. I could feel the warmth of his hole surround me and waited for him to fully open up. I could feel my cock pulse inside him.
He slowly started to slide my cock in and out of his hole. I could feel the lube doing its job, making him slick so I could easily glide in and out. Soon I was thrusting inside him, wanting more.
I realized I was pounding away at his ass. I could feel his cheeks hitting my loins, the slapping sound of flesh overtaking the sound of birds chirping.
I was going harder and deeper with each thrust. I was determined not to just cum in him but bury my load into him as deep as I could. I grabbed him by the hips and pulled him down harder onto my cock. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to cumming.
His moans started to get louder as I pounded even harder. Could someone hear? was a brief and intrusive thought that was quickly overshadowed by the pleasure I felt.
His ass really started to open up at this point and was just so loose around my cock. It was an ass that had probably been used multiple times in this spot, taking loads from strangers, maybe multiple times a day. The thought of that sent me over the edge and I could feel myself empty into him.
I held there, not wanting to move. I wanted to reward him with every last ounce of cum.
I could feel him jerking off feverishly. It was only seconds later that I felt his ass flex around my cock and saw his load paint the wooden deck.
I slid out and pulled my pants on, and he adjusted himself.
Blonde Guy: "Fuck, that was hot. Love that cock."
Me: "Love that ass. If I had more time I'd go another round."
Blonde Guy: "That's hot. We should do it again."
Me: "Would love to, but sadly I don't live around here."
Blonde Guy: "Damn, that's a shame. I'd love to get that cock in me more often."
I chuckled and he gave me a tender kiss on the lips.
Me: "I got... to get... to work. Thanks again."
As I walked back to my car, the post-cum clarity hit.
The birds were chirping again, the insects buzzing, and for the first time all day I felt relaxed after one hot fuck.
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