Public park seduction

 I met Marcus in a public park just off campus. I was there working on a suntan and Marcus was across the park playing the trumpet. I immediately thought playing the trumpet in a public park alone was odd, but Marcus was a talented trumpet player, extremely good looking and the trumpet playing mattered very little in my thought process. Marcus was Hot!  I played the trumpet in high school and felt that was my way to introduce myself. Something in common might lead to other things. 

I remember crossing the park wearing just a pair of board shorts and feeling very confident. I had been “out” for a good 2 years and had become very comfortable with myself, and my confidence level was through the roof. I looked at men with lust and desire and never feared making a proposition. I had become somewhat of an insatiable bottom and there were just not enough cocks around to satisfy me.

 My buddies on the baseball team knew I was always down to fuck and always ready. I’d become the most notorious bottom in our sex group and I loved it, but I didn’t want to limit myself to the cocks I knew and could have at any time. I needed fresh cock and I was always on the lookout. 

Marcus stood 6ft tall, had olive skin that looked soft as pillows, very light brown hair, and a strong, lean physique. He was incredibly handsome but obviously oblivious to it. I extended my hand when I reached him. “Hello”. I’m Dave. Are you a student? “Yes,” he said. It was instantly apparent that he was painfully shy and uncomfortable. “ Nice to meet you. I had to know why you play the trumpet in the park of all places. I play the trumpet as well but I’ve never thought to play it in the middle of a park,” I said. Marcus smiled shyly, then looked down awkwardly at the grass he was sitting upon. “I hate the practice rooms and my roommates hate that I play the trumpet. The park is the only place I’m comfortable practicing,” Marcus said. “Ok,” That makes sense. I said. “ I think it's cool, and I notice you’re using a mute, everyone can still definitely hear you, but you sound great. You’re obviously quite talented.  These small compliments made him blush but not uncomfortable. 

We made small talk for about 15 minutes and then I asked him .. “do you have a girlfriend or a boyfriend”?. Marcus almost looked offended and very defensively said. “I’m not gay”. I smiled… “That wasn’t my question Marcus. I don’t care what you are, I was just asking if you had a girlfriend or a boyfriend”.  I said.  Marcus took a few moments and simply said. I’m currently single. ( good answer).” Me too. I said. “ There is someone I see off and on, but right now we’re off, so I’m just out here having fun. I don’t know what to call it, but I’m on my own presently”. 

Marcus and I had a lot in common and I found him more and more attractive the longer we talked. “You have any plans tonight,” I asked.  Nothing of any importance. Marcus answered. “I live in the red brick building across from the tennis courts. I’ve got some beers and was going to order some Chinese. Do you want to join me? I asked. “I haven’t had Chinese in forever, but I don’t have any extra cash. He said. “No problem. I said. “My folks send me a few bucks here and there.  It’s my treat if you care to join me. Hell yeah, he said. “Sweet” We traded cell numbers and agreed on a time. 

I did not get the “Totally Straight” vibe from him and I was confident I could get him to fuck me after a few beers. I’ve been pretty lucky with the seduction game lately. I was currently 3 for 5 in getting “Straight”  guys to fuck me. I didn’t find it much of a challenge. Men are always horny and when you present a horny man with a warm hole, a lot of them won’t turn it down. I’ve had to resort to some strategic tactics, but they’ve rarely failed me. When a guy is more straight, but curious, I make sure to make them as comfortable as possible. Sometimes having more than one cock in the room is a deal breaker. I typically wear a jockstrap so my cock is covered and only my ass is exposed. I also keep my asshole waxed and moisturized. I’m fair-skinned and not very hairy and making my hole that much more appealing gives me an advantage. I like my odds in most seduction scenarios. 

Marcus and I had agreed on 7 pm. I had a twelve-pack of local brewery beers and menus set out to order. The Chinese restaurant I typically ordered from was only 2 blocks away and delivery is always quick. I took a shower, cleaned myself out really well, and did everything I could to make my asshole inviting. If Marcus has never had anal sex with anyone, I wanted his first time to be mind-blowing. 

Marcus arrived on time and we immediately engaged in conversation. We really did have a lot in common and I was surprised to learn that he had never played any kind of sports. “How are you in such good shape” I asked. “I think it's mostly genetic and I do a lot of bodyweight exercises. Mostly push-ups and sit-ups, but I do them religiously every night.” He said.  “Damn.. that’s pretty impressive”. I said. I’ve been playing baseball and running since I was a kid. My dad made sure all of his boys were active in something. My oldest brother is a decent tennis player and my other brother is a wicked good golfer. I preferred team sports, ran cross country, and started baseball in Little League. We’re all pretty athletic, but I’m the only one who got a sports scholarship. 

Our conversation was fluid and went back and forth with ease. He asked me personal questions, which I was glad to answer and I asked him personal questions, but he wasn’t as open of a book as I am. “Marcus, before we go any further, I want you to know that I’m gay. I’ve always been gay and I’ve been totally out as gay for about 2 years now. I have an on and off again boyfriend, which I mentioned earlier, but he’s away at school which means I’m not attached to anyone. How about you, had any recent dates, or anyone you’re interested in? I asked. Marcus didn’t seem at all phased by my confession. “I thought you might be gay but I wasn’t certain. I’ve got gay friends. No issue here. He said.  

Marcus got really quiet after that and then finally spilled the beans. “I’ve never been in a relationship and I’ve never been on a real date. I don’t have a lot of confidence in that area and I’ve put most of my energy into school and music. There have been plenty of girls I’ve wanted to ask out, but I could never muster the courage. He said. “That is insane,” I said. You’re fit, smart, incredibly handsome, and nice. You’ve got everything going for you. Don’t you want to be with someone? I asked. “Of course I do. It just hasn’t happened. He said. “Marcus. Are you a virgin?” I asked. Marcus looked up at me and turned bright red with embarrassment. “I’m not trying to make you uncomfortable, but you’re what… 21? I asked. Marcus nodded in the affirmative. 

I’m sorry Marcus. I’m not judging you one bit. I’m simply surprised. Based on your looks alone I assumed you couldn’t possibly be a virgin. I’m no stranger to jerking off, but nothing compares to getting off with someone else and getting your dick into a warm hole. ( my warm hole for starters ) Do you want to lose your virginity? Are you holding out for someone for some reason? I asked. Marcus shrugged. “Honestly, I just haven’t made it a priority and I’m of the attitude, It will happen when it happens,” He said. (Let's make it happen tonight is what I was thinking) My doorbell rang and our food had arrived. Perfect timing. We could enjoy the food and change the subject entirely ( for now). We talked about life on campus and our respective majors, what we hoped to do after college, and where we wanted to live. I confessed a little bit about my group of baseball buddies. How we discovered one another and used each other for sex. Marcus found it fascinating. He was not turned off at all by my being gay and talking about having sex with boys. I lied to Marcus and told him that before I had sex with boys, there were girls, but they didn’t click for me. I found them to be pretty and soft, but being with men seemed far more natural. I also told him how easy it was to get sex with men. I could see that he was thinking long and hard about it. I was long and hard thinking about Marcus. 

We enjoyed the Chinese food and were both about 4 beers in when I asked him. “What do you jerk off to? Do you like porn or do you use your imagination?  The beers kicked in and Marcus was much less closed off and answered without hesitation. “I’m on porn hub all the time” I typically bust a nut twice a day” We laughed. “That’s about normal, Marcus,” I think men of our age are horny 24/7. I’ve had a few record days where I’ve busted at least 10 times and the last nut basically produced nothing but dust. Marcus busted out laughing. He’d finally let his guard down. 

What do you look for on porn hub? What gets you off? I asked.  Marcus pulled out his phone and loaded up a video. The video was of a very petite blonde taking big cocks in every hole. There were more cocks than pussy for sure. “This is like my go-to video. She’s so good at what she does”. “I’ll say”, I said.  Have you ever watched any gay porn? I asked. “Not intentionally, but I’ve watched a few. Honestly it looks painful. I can’t imagine being rabbit fucked like the guys in those videos. It just doesn’t look sexy”. He said. I was surprised by his answer, but the beers had really loosened him up. “Not all gay porn is like that. I said.  A lot of it is, but there are some really great vids out there I find erotic and those are my go-to’s. Would you mind If I showed you one? I asked.. “Not a bit,” he said. I showed you mine, show me yours. ( I liked the way he was thinking) 

I typically watch porn on DVD and not on my phone. I want to be hands-free when I’m stroking. I turned on the TV and turned on the DVD player. I had a DVD ready and pressed play. The plot was simple. The boy is gay but his best friend doesn’t know. The boy wants to tell his friend but doesn’t know how to go about it. Eventually spills the beans and the best friend says “Took you long enough” and they start fucking, but fucking in a romantic, sensual way. Marcus was watching with such intensity that I didn’t know if he was shocked or into it. I let the DVD play and then made my move. I sat next to him, rubbing my cock through my pants. “It doesn’t all have to be Wham, Bam, Thank you Ma’am sex, Marcus. It can actually be quite nice. Marcus looked at me and I could see fear, but also curiosity and desire. This was so much easier than I thought it would be. 

I gently pushed Marcus back against my couch, then made my way between his legs. I started by rubbing his legs up and down and noticed a very pronounced bulge from underneath his sweats. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, Marcus. And please, stop me at any time if you’re uncomfortable, but if you give it a chance, I think you’ll enjoy this. 

With that said, I slipped my hands into the waistband of his sweats and underwear and pulled them straight off. I had them around his ankles and Marcus was fully exposed. I was delighted by what I had just revealed. A nice, thick, uncut brown cock, 7 inches at least, fully erect and dripping with precum. He smelled clean and there were simply no more words for me to say. I took his cock into my hand and then into my mouth. The sound that came from Marcus was indescribable. A mix of surprise, excitement, and relief all at once. I took him slowly and worked my way up and down the shaft of his cock. I cupped his balls with my hand and rubbed his chest with my other. I did not want him to cum, so I took my time, only giving him enough pleasure, but not taking him over the edge. I wanted his cock in my ass and nothing was going to prevent that from happening. 

I worked his cock for at least 15 minutes and backed off when I felt he might be ready to unload. He had totally given into the pleasure I was providing, but I had something else in mind and would not be denied. I stood up and removed my pants. I was hard and barely contained within the jockstrap I was wearing. I reached for my pants and pulled out a small container of lube. ( I had been a boy scout and being prepared is still my motto). Marcus looked up at me terrified. He suddenly realized what I planned and he looked like he wanted to escape. That was not an option. I opened the lube container, lathered his angry cock, and straddled Marcus. There was no resistance, no hesitation, but he was shocked. shocked, but ready and wanting. I took him inside me slowly, the entire time looking into his eyes. They were so wide as if he couldn’t believe this was happening, but it was, and he was a willing participant. 

It took a moment, but Marcus was finally balls deep inside me. I placed my hands upon his shoulders and whispered into his ear. “Fuck me” It was like Marcus had been holding his breath. He let out the most erotic sigh I think I’d ever heard. Suddenly he was thrusting himself in and out of me. I let him fuck me at his pace but slowed him down when I felt he might bust. “Enjoy this,” I said. “Take your time and let's make this last”. Marcus finally spoke up. “If we stay like this, I won’t be able to last. I’m ready to cum. I pulled myself off of him and directed him to the floor. I got on my knees and put my ass in the air. Marcus knew exactly what to do. Marcus entered me roughly, but this wasn’t my 1st rodeo. I flinched slightly but encouraged him to fuck me as he wanted. He was a natural. Now that he was more in control. He fucked me like he’d known how to fuck for years. For a virgin, I was very impressed. 

In a surprise move, Marcus pulled out of me and pulled off my jockstrap. He reached underneath me and began stroking my cock then roughly entered me again. The straight guys usually need more time before they grab another man's cock but I wasn’t complaining. I could tell Marcus was trying to be more of an active participant, but that didn’t matter to me. I took over stroking from Marcus and had him place both his hands on my hips.

 “Fuck me, Marcus. Fuck me hard”. I demanded. With that, Marcus increased the pace of his thrusts and his breathing was louder and more labored. Again I said, “Fuck me, Fuck me, Marcus”. The length of his cock was incredible and I could feel every inch of him inside me as his balls slapped against my asscheeks. Within a few moments, I could feel the urgency in his tempo as he pounded my hole just like in the porn hub videos he’s watched. Marcus yelled, “I’m cumming”. I could feel the heat of his seed filling me up and that was all I needed to release the cum from my balls. Marcus slammed into me again and again until he had nothing left to give as I sprayed cum all over the floor. Marcus collapsed on top of me, breathing heavily, completely spent. Marcus was still very hard and still very much inside me for quite a while. I didn’t want him to vacate. I loved the feeling of his still very hard cock filling me up, but he eventually pulled out of me slowly as cum spilled from my hole. 

“Let me grab you a towel,” I said. I sped towards the bathroom,  grabbed a clean towel, and decided to clean him up myself. I was surprised that he didn’t object. I cleaned all the lube and cum from his cock, then quickly wiped my hole of any leftover lube and cum. 

Marcus looked a bit dazed, but he wasn’t upset. We both got dressed and I offered him another beer. We had one more beer together, but we didn’t have much to say. If he wanted to talk about it, we could do it another time. The after-sex atmosphere was simply too intense. When we finished our beers. Marcus said he should probably get going. I wasn’t going to stop him. I’m sure his brain was processing all that happened. I got what I wanted and that’s all I really cared about, to be honest. Hopefully, Marcus enjoyed the pleasure and the experience I just gave him. If not, well, that’s on him. I got fucked and fucked good. That’s a win in my book, and my percentages were up. 

“Marcus, If you need to talk about this, you have my number. If you want to go again, you have my number” I shook his hand and held on for a moment. I wouldn’t have minded at all if he decided to stay a little longer. 

Marcus released my hand and went through the door, then turned around suddenly. Thank you, Dave. I really mean that. Thank you for all of it. 

Marcus never called and there was no round 2. We shared no classes and there was no reason for me to run into him on campus. Our initial meeting was by chance.  About 4 months later, I returned to the park where we met and he was there practicing his trumpet, but was not alone. A very attractive young lady was by his side and it was obvious they were together.  I saw him and he saw me. It wasn’t uncomfortable. We stared at one another for a moment, smiled, and nodded to one another. Nothing more needed to be said. I spread out my towel and soaked up the sun as I listened to Marcus practice his trumpet. Life is good.