My public park initiation

I am going back nearly 20 years to when it first started and my first bruising encounter with sex with multiple strangers in public places. I recount the details of what happened from my own hazy memory but mainly from what I was told from the people that were there.

Have you ever been so drunk that you think you are invincible? That was me nearly 20 years ago one late summer evening after leaving the nightclub at 2am. Those were the days when pubs still closed at 11pm and nightclubs were the only place to go to continue the partying.

So there I was, a straight guy, king of the world, stomping through the public park that was a short cut to my home. Head down and walking at pace, or at least i thought I was. A week later the people involved explained everything in great detail including that for every step I took forward there was always one to two steps to the side, such was the state I was in.

I have walked through that park many times during the day and on a couple of occasions in the evening with friends, but never on my own and never so intoxicated. The place definitely takes on a different persona after dark which is something I learned the hard way.

So, head down I vaguely remember walking through a dimly lit part of the park where a wall lead to some steps which was one of the many ways to access and exit the park. I also remember walking straight into a shape in the darkness, mumbling some form of apology and without stopping lurching on towards my destination. What I hadn’t noticed that there was two men in the shadows Watching and waiting for me to pass. One of the men quickly caught me up and put his arm round me to keep upright. I do remember enjoying the sense of someone looking out for me and being a straight guy I never thought anything of it.

He asked where I was heading and a few other questions about my night out and all the while he arm is round me keeping up standing and safe. He asked if I wanted to sit down somewhere quiet for a few minutes to which I nodded and then he lead me round the back of a single story building which i later found out was the park keepers hut. I sat me down on the low wall and now unaided my head flopped forward on to his chest. He held my head and stroked my hair telling me everything would be alright. 

Unbeknown to me at that time, his friend had folllowed us both at a distant. So there were 3 of us there but I was in my own world struggling to stay awake and with this stranger stroking my hair. He asked if I liked men and if I has ever kissed a man before. I said no to both. He then whispered if I would like to try and for some reason, and even now I cannot understand it, I nodded. At that prompt he helped me stand up and reached in with his mouth. We were open mouth kissing for what seemed a long time but it could have been seconds such was the state I was in. It was at that point that his friend who had remained in the shadows was invited to join us. I don’t remember any details at all but apparently the three of us stood there kissing each other for some tIme before one of them slipped down my jeans and pants and without asking permission sucked my cock long and deep. They tell me I gasped and went instantly hard. One of them continued to literally keep me upright whilst the other greedily went to work on my erect 8” penis. They tell me they swapped positions several times, they told me that I agreed to kneel down and take both of them in my virgin mouth at the same time. I was ashamed to say I didn’t remember then and those memories never came back. They told me I enjoyed it and was begging for more.

The one painful memory I did have was the fact I couldn’t walk properly or sit down comfortbaly for several days afterwards. They later explained how they had violated my virgin asshole with several fingers at a time and then apparently with my full agreement we fucked. They tell me it was awkward and discororidnated due to my state of inebriation but with their help and my supposed willingness, I had ended up behind this dirty building, being physically propped up in the dark by tso complete strangers with me stood behind one of them with my dick in his asshole whilst his mate did the same to me. They described how my shouts of pleasure and pain and my pleading to them to stop or slow down we’re so loud that for most of the time one of them had their hand permanently clamped on my mouth so as not to attract any uneccessary atttention.

I woke on my sofa the next day with stains on my clothes and a strange salty taste in my mouth. And a shocking headache. Vague recollections came slowly back to me and I started to piece what had or what might have happened. If I needed any reminder then the stinging pain in my butt was there. I must have showered for hours that next day, I never told anyone and for days felt so ashamed and barely left the house in case someone recognised me from that night in the park.

I wanted answers and I was angry at them and at myself. The very last memory I had of that evenIng was being told that they would both be there at the same time and at the same place in the dimly lit walkway on the same evening the following week.

The only reason I can tell you all of the details is that I did go back the folllowing week and sure enough they were there. This time there were 3 of them. I found out that hunting down and group violating lone drunken men as a pack was their “thing”. Later I was to become one of them. 

Let me know what you thought of my experience and if you would be interested in finding out what happened next.