Date: Fri, 2 Dec 2005 13:30:37 EST
From: Linksysdon@aol.com
Subject: STROLLING IN THE PARK

STROLLING IN THE PARK (gay male,youth/adult M, m)
By Donnie

After two uninspiring and disappointing marriages, at the age of 30, I
decided that I would be better off returning to my more natural tendencies,
which through high school and college I had considered merely
"experimentation."  I had always enjoyed being with men and boys more than
with women anyway, and the few sexual encounters I had enjoyed with other
males in my younger years made me decide that I perhaps I was a homosexual
after all.

During my marriages I hadn't so much as looked at another man, but now I
wanted that male companionability again. The only time in my life I had
ever been sexually aroused had been with Donnie and his father. I wanted a
boy-a young boy, or at least a teenager.

I found John while cruising through the park near my home. It was summer
and all the schools were out. John was fourteen and he wore skin-tight
shorts and a loose-fitting t-shirt. Parents always warned their kids about
talking to strange men, but when I started a conversation with John he
didn't get uptight and paranoid. He responded in an open and friendly
manner.

I was now a little older but I was still young enough to appear more like a
friend than an adult to teenaged boys. John accepted my offer for a ride
and I drove him to my apartment house. "Care to come up for a drink?" I
asked.

The boy looked at me squarely and grinned. "You mean booze?" he asked.

"Well, a little beer never hurt anyone."

The boy was bright and sensitive. I was sure he knew I wanted his
body. Fourteen-year-old kids today know just about everything. When we got
to my apartment I felt my heart beat faster. My second marriage had all but
destroyed my desire for sex of any kind. But, now, my desires were coming
back to me in a flood.

John was tall and slim. His shorts hugged the lines of his hips and ass
firmly, and a rather prominent bulge was already showing at his crotch. It
was all I could do to keep from reaching out and grabbing him.

The boy swallowed a can of beer with ease and took another. I didn't want
to get a kid drunk so I could seduce him-I just wanted to soften his
inhibitions up a bit.

I finally made my first serious move and patted his legs as we sat
together. "I bet you have a lot of girlfriends," I said.

"I know a lot of girls but that's about it," he answered.

A virgin. Was he also virginal about homosexuality?

"I used to have girlfriends," I told him. "I've even been married twice. It
really is a drag. Females don't actually understand males. It takes a man
to appreciate another man."

As I said this I let my hand slide along his leg until I reached his
crotch. I gave the boy a good, healthy squeeze. John's lips trembled when
he looked at me. "Are you-are you a homo?" he asked.

"Gay is the proper term," I informed him.

He gave a little laugh. "I've always thought you people were, you know,
more flighty and feminine."

"How many people like me have you known?"

"Well, you're the first, actually."

So the boy was a virgin all the way. He also wasn't revolted by my
overtures. I knew I could have him! When I pressed my hand around his
maleness he didn't object. The boy's body shivered when I slipped my hand
up under the loose cuff of his shorts. He wasn't wearing underwear. "Just
relax," I whispered.

John was ready to accept my advances. He didn't try to stop me when I
pulled his shorts off, and then lifted his t-shirt over his head. The boy
was beautifully formed with a hairless chest and soft skin. I removed my
own clothes and let him see my adult nakedness. He breathed hard. "Wow!" he
sighed thickly and blushed.

I cupped my hand over his pubic area, which had only a fine sprouting of
pubic hair and felt his penis respond immediately under my palm. He was
rock hard, and I could see a little pre-cum at his pee slit. I slipped my
hand under his balls and fondled them. John trembled and swallowed hard. I
was arousing him to a high peak of excitement.

"-I've never done this before," the boy told me.

"You're old enough to start, son," I answered, and ran my other hand up
along his tummy and over his hairless chest.

I ran my tongue down along his belly and got to his bush. John spread his
legs as soon as my lips touched him intimately. He wanted me as much as I
wanted him. When my tongue slid over the head of his penis he placed his
hands on my head and massaged my scalp.

The boy leaned back and spread his legs apart as I got into a kneeling
position on the floor. I reached up under his buttocks and lifted him
slightly so that I could run my tongue along the entire length of his cock
and under the balls to his perineum. I lapped at the cheeks of his ass and
then licked all the way up to his cock again and took it into my mouth,
loving its youthful and slightly sweaty taste.

John, like Donnie, now wanted to be assertive and experience the homosexual
act to the fullest degree. We switched positions and the young boy knelt
before me. It was amazing how quickly one adapted to sexual overtures after
a lifetime of virginity.

The boy sucked on my cock and I stroked his hair as he performed fellatio
on my burgeoning cock. He ran his tongue from the head down to the base,
and licked my balls as I had done his. and my blood pressure shot up ten
points. John took as much of my cock in his mouth, and I couldn't hold it
any longer. I shot my creamy wad into his mouth, and as he spit out my cock
in shock, my cum sprayed all over his young face. I embraced him as he
instinctively licked the remaining cum from my body.

I went on an orgy of boy-seducing after that. John brought his friends to
see me and I made them one after another.

Would you like more? Let me know at linksysdon@aol.com