Date: Sat, 26 Aug 2000 19:16:36 -0700 (PDT)
From: thinkamajig@webtv.net
Subject: Sailors, Ahoy

It's not my favorite story from ManPark - perhaps I'll tell that one
next - but it is one of the most vivid memories of a hot time there. It
was a warm summer night a few years ago, probably a night very like the
night of the Quarter Mile Orgy I heard talk of. Like that, it took place
on the paved road inaccesible to cars that marks the one edge of
ManPark.

Every year there's a celebration in town, Harbor Days, which brings
several ships and several thousand sailors to town. At least a few of
them know of ManPark's existence and I look forward to Harbor Days every
year because of it.
It was after dark that I headed to ManPark, which I sometimes call the
"Garden of Hedon" (hedonism is a principle of pleasure) and the place
sure lived up to the name that night. On my first pass through the
Winter Garden and on down the paved road I passed two very good-looking
men enjoying each other's bodies. I stopped a few feet away thinking I
might be invited to join them but was politely told, "No, thank you."
Seeing several moving silhouettes on the path above the paved road, I
knew there would be other sailors in the ocean.

It was only some sixty feet further down the road that I passed another
couple. They weren't doing what the previous couple were doing, however.
They were a couple feet apart, one facing the road, the other facing
away and taking a pee. The one peeing was more or less average looking.
I'll call him Average Joe. The other man was stunning, great physique,
shirtless, natural smile, wavy dark hair (though none on his broad, taut
chest). I thought maybe he had a thing for water sports since he was
watching another guy take a leak.

"Watching my buddy pee," he half explained as I slowed down to take in
the sight of him in close-up detail. The bright moon showed off the
ripples of his bare chest and the large, dark nipples.

I probably just nodded and continued walking, thinking he was pretty
much out of my league and not wanting to go through an inevitable and
second rejection. His remark made me wonder too if he knew where he was.
That in turn made me realize they probably were sailors in town for
Harbor Days. They were both in their mid-20s so it made sense.

I walked to the end of the paved road and up the steps to the main path.
There were lots of men around, too many even to count, but only that
first couple had been using the premises to their best effect. "Lots of
dancing, no romancing," I like to say. Standing at my favorite tree a
short while, no one stopped even for a feel so I wandered around again.

Back on the paved road I was surprised to find Joe and Stunning about
where I had last seen them. Joe was long done with his pee but they were
still together, standing side-by-side more or less. I again slowed down
to take in the eyeful which was Stunning's divine chest. No longer
afraid of the consequences, I reached out to touch him, caressing his
pecs and hoping he knew that touching and more were - or should be -
going on throughout the park where he was a stranger.

To my surprise he didn't pull away but instead reached down to unzip
himself. My hand was soon off his chest and reaching down to appraise
the stiffness of his cock. It was as wonderful as his chest and about as
hard. Joe too took a step closer, unzipping his pants as well. It didn't
take me long to drop to my knees and joyously give them both what they'd
come to the park looking for. To this day I'm amazed that they'd stood
around neglected as long as they had between my first seeing them and my
having both their cocks stiff and ready in front of me.

Stunning had a gift for the dramatic, loudly moaning and "ooh"ing and
"aah"ing as I gulped greedily on his rigid flesh. I was giving him most
of the attention but, considerate soul that I am, also was lapping my
tongue on Average Joe's better-than-average pecker. Stunning seemed like
he'd been in this situation before but Joe seemed kinda new to it all.
As I'd suck the one I was also keeping my hand busy with the other one.
If Joe was indeed new to all this, I wanted him to have an especially
fond memory of my lips around the base of his cock with the end of it
down my throat. How nice of Stunning to show his friend "the ropes" and
bring a friend.

All the while I was I sucking them off on the edge of the road, an
entire parade of men were passing behind us, a few slowing down to
briefly watch, others continuing on as if this all were an ordinary
event (and it more or less was). No one tried joining us which is a
surprise though. What with Stunning's "ooh"ing and "aah"ing it's amazing
I didn't have fifteen cocks to choose from. He was giving me rave
reviews.
After at least fifteen minutes of this, two on-lookers did stop some few
feet behind us and stayed to watch the proceedings.They had to be
jealous of the fact that Stunning's gorgeous cock was in my mouth and
not theirs. Joe's cock was equally delicious and I was enjoying the
feast. It was actually too much for me and before I could get either of
them off, I had come without even jacking myself off. Leaning back to
rest a moment, I let my attention stray long enough for the two
on-lookers to see a window of opportunity.

Immediately Stunning and Joe were getting simultaneous blow jobs from
the two on-lookers instead of the alternating ones I'd been giving them.
Well! I'd just come so it was fine by me. I'd probably have walked away
but my knees were still weak from my orgasm so I could only stand and
watch my replacements finish what I'd been stupid not to.

I was still pretty turned on and decided I'd not had enough. I couldn't
resist some more touching Stunning's wide, smooth chest, knowing he was
in the mood to have the complete orgy experience. I also reached down to
check out the chest of the on-looker busy at work on Stunning's dick but
he brushed my hand away. So be it.

Playing with Stunning's nipple with my tongue was enough to get me to
come a second time, his "ooh"ing and "aah"ing adding the right touch. I
was nearly dizzy from it all, two sailors in front of me getting
blow-jobs from two guys who had replaced me, men walking by enjoying the
sight but not joining in on the fun.

It was then that I saw what makes the whole event most memorable - as if
the rest hadn't been enough. By this time Joe and Stunning were no
longer side by side but more or less facing each other, each with a man
bobbing on his dick, me close enough to feel Stunning's breath. The man
who was enjoying Stunning's pleasure pole had briefly stopped to rest
his lips. Joe reached out, in the spirit of the orgy that was going on,
to feel his buddy Stunning's wonderful balls.

Probably forgetting that I was still right there taking it all in,
Stunning removed his buddy's hand from his balls and made a parental
"no-no" gesture, shaking his forefinger a few times from left to right.
It was a fascinating but repulsive gesture to me. It seemed to me he was
telling his shipmate that it was okay to find a park where men sucked
other men off to get some pleasure but that they themselves weren't
"that way" and couldn't enjoy each other in the way that we who had been
on our knees had enjoyed them. His buddy had crossed a line by wanting
to cup his delicious man-sack and once back on ship there would probably
be no mention of the "dirty secret" they had found.

Despite the taste of both their cocks still on my tongue I was disgusted
by that "straight man hypocracy" and walked away, the strength back in
my knees after having come twice in a pretty short time. And I still
make sure to visit ManPark during Harbor Days, eager to have a few
sailors whether they are upfront about enjoying a man for a sex buddy or
not.

I'm hoping too that back out at sea Stunning gets horny some night and
remember's Joe's wanting to touch him so that Joe can enjoy the
appetizer I had. Maybe Stunning himself will even get a taste of Joe's
savory cock. I'd recommend it. Stunning will probably have to be a bit
more quiet with his "ooh"s and "aah"s on board though - unless he wants
another crowd.