Date: Sat, 13 Jul 2013 18:58:41 -0700 (PDT) From: s s Subject: A Fuck In the Park A Fuck In the Park This story is a fantasy involving sex between a teenage boy and older men. If it is illegal for you to read it for any reason please leave now. This work is not permitted to be displayed or reproduced in any form, specifically on any website or internet site, except by specific permission of the author. Let me know what you think -- If you like my work and let me know, I'll be more likely to write more. You can contact me at subanalslut@yahoo.com. I'd love to hear from you and I will accept all valid comments and criticism. For those of you who don't know me, my name is Ben, and I was the most insatiable little slut while I was growing up (actually, I still am), and I enjoy looking back into the not-so-distant past to write about my experiences... You would think that in a city as crowded as New York, it wouldn't be possible to find places where guys are cruising and hooking up basically in public. I have found that it's more like the opposite, especially during the summer, when everyone is hot and sweaty and horny, and practically on top of each other anyway. At least, that's always how it was for me, ever since I became obsessed with cock at the age of eleven. One time, when I was thirteen, I even got fucked in the middle of Prospect Park. I usually got my exercise from being on my school's swim team, but school was out for the summer and I had heard about guys looking for sex in the park, so I decided to go for a little run and see what sort of trouble I could get into. I pulled on jockstrap and my old gym shorts, and a tank top which I kept tucked into my waistband rather than actually wearing it. I laced up my beat up running shoes and headed for the park, enjoying the warm summer late afternoon air against my (mostly, except for the shorts) exposed skin. When I got to the park, I stuck to the less crowded paths, working my way deeper into the park and staying on the lookout for guys who might be there for the same reason I was. Spotting a few likely looking guys leaving the paved path for a trail leading into a wooded area, I jogged behind them, feeling the sweat cooling on my skin as I moved into the shade of the trees. Here, there were only men, and they were moving in that seemingly aimless yet purposeful that I knew so well from my hours spent cruising for dick. I slowed down to the same pace, feeling more than one set of eyes on me, trying to gauge if I was an innocent runner who had ventured a little too deep into the woods, or if I was there for the same reason they were. I wandered deeper, away from the noise and crowds of the main part of the park, feeling the sexual tension grow in the atmosphere. I started to slow down as I passed a couple of guys who were lying on spread out towels in their swimsuits, even though the trees overhead weren't letting through nearly enough sunlight to get a tan. The next small clearing in between the trees was empty, so I sat down and started to stretch the muscles in my legs. As I was stretching, I noticed that I was being watched. This guy must have been following me for a little while. He was a light-skinned black guy, wearing a long, oversized pair of jeans shorts riding low on his hips, with big bulky black sneakers on his feet and a white teeshirt draped around his neck like a towel. He was totally silent, just standing less than ten feet from where I sat with his legs spread wide and one hand fondling the bulge underneath his baggy shorts and a big smile on his face underneath his Yankees cap. I smiled back up at him and licked my lips. I could feel my own dick stirring in my jock, starting to tent up the front of my flimsy nylon gym shorts. The man stepped towards me, unzipping the fly of his shorts. He towered over me as I sat on the ground, about a muscular five foot ten to my 105 pound, 5'2" frame. The muscles of his arms and shoulders were huge, but he had the beginnings of a sturdy belly -- the overall impression that his body gave was powerful and masculine. I guessed he was somewhere in his thirties. When he unbuttoned his shorts and fished his thickening cock out of the fly, I forgot all about the rest of him. In fact my jaw probably hit the ground! I licked my lips again, eyeing his massive, beautiful dick. It swayed in front of my face, about half hard and already about eight inches long and as thick as my wrist. It continued to grow and swell as I reached up and wrapped my hand around the base. I could smell the spicy tang of sweat from his crotch as I slowly stroked the length of his cock, admiring it's weight and girth. He placed a big hand on the back of my neck, drawing my head in towards his cock, which was now pointing right at my face. Opening my mouth wide, I sucked the swollen head into my mouth, tasting the salty slime of his precum. I ran my lips down the underside of his cock, feeling every vein with my tongue until my face was buried in his crotch while I gave his heavy, musky balls a thorough tongue bath. I could hear his deep voice groan above my head as I worshiped his lemon sized balls with my eager tongue. I licked my way back to the head of his cock, which was leaking generous amounts of precum. Wrapping my lips around the head, I slid my mouth down his cock until I could feel it pressing up against the back of my throat. The thickness of his shaft was already making my jaw feel like it was being forced open. I took a deep breath of his musky scent then relaxed my throat and did my best to push my lips down his cock until it was sheathed in my throat. He groaned again and I could hear him mutter "Damn!" as his balls slapped against my chin. His hand was still stroking my hair and the back of my neck, but he seemed perfectly content to let me fuck my own throat on his giant meat. Before long I was lightheaded from lack of air and had to pull my head back for a quick breath. I choked a little as his cock popped out of my throat, covered in spit and slime. He smacked it against my lips, smearing my face with my own saliva as I caught my breath. Before long though, his cock was back where it belonged, in the depths of my throat. I was totally focused on servicing his beautiful dick, I could barely remember where we were, or feel the rough ground that I was kneeling on. The only thing that mattered to me at that point was having him inside of me. The feeling of his cock stretching my throat to the limit as he thrust forward was sending my straight to heaven. My cock was rock hard and leaking precum through my jock and running shorts. My jaw was almost numb from being stretched open so wide for so long, and she showed no signs of stopping as he leisurely enjoyed fucking my face, occasionally letting me come up for air. Just when I thought my throat couldn't take anymore, he released his grip on the back of my head and took a small step back. His cock looked like it had grown another inch in girth inside my throat, and it was glistening with my spit in a patch of late afternoon sunlight. "Lets see that pretty white ass." he told me, gesturing for me to stand up. My legs were a little shaky from kneeling on the ground for so long but I stretched them out and kicked off my shorts, standing there in the depths of the park in just a little white jockstrap and my sneakers. He crouched down behind me, grabbing each of my butt cheeks in his big, forceful hands and pulling them apart to expose my asshole. He cleared his throat and spit directly onto my ass, rubbing it into my smooth pink hole with his thick brown fingers. I bit my lip and moaned a little as he slid first one, then two fingers into me, slapping my ass with his other hand. He stood up and pulled me close against him. I could feel his thick cock pressing against my lower back as he leaned down and whispered in my ear. "Ready or not, boy, I'm not gonna stop until I bust a nut deep in your pretty little ass. So, you think you can take it?" I nodded, feeling the stubble on his chin rubbing against my tender neck. "Good boy." he whispered. "Now lie down and get ready for a wild ride!" I spread my tank top out on the ground as much as I could and lay down on top of it with my knees bent and my head pillowed on my discarded shorts. He knelt between my legs, grabbing my ankles right above my sneakers and lifting my legs up to rest on his powerful shoulders. He leaned forwards, rubbing his thick cockhead up and down my crack before starting to push against my asshole. I bit my lip and reached down to spread my asscheeks, anything I could do to make it easier for my tight young ass to accept the girth of his cock. He put more of his weight into his thrusting, and I could feel my hole slowly yielding to his slippery cockhead. When it finally breeched my defenses and popped inside, I swear I saw stars as I squinted up at him leaning over me. With the tip of his cock firmly embedded in my ass, he didn't waste any time letting my body adjust to the invasion. With a firm grip on my hips, he kept forcing inch after inch of his massive dick into me. The feeling of his cock invading my ass was a mixture of pleasure and pain -- my own dick was hard and still leaking precum in my jock as he stretched me wide open. I threw my head back and closed my eyes, letting the waves of sensation wash through my body as he kept up his assault on my hole. I could feel it when he bottomed out in my ass, his big, heavy balls slapping against my body. He grunted in satisfaction and started to fuck me for real, like his relentless thrusts so far had just been a warm-up. Now I really had to bite my lip to keep from making all sorts of noises that would have called attention to me getting my brains fucked out in the middle of the park. Every time he drew his hips back to line up for another thrust, it felt like my ass was being pulled out of me on his thick cock. And every time he slammed his hips against mine, it felt like he was rearranging my insides with his dick. I could feel his weight on top of me driving me back into the ground. I arched my back, trying to meet his thrusts and drive his cock even deeper into my ass. Through the haze of feelings from this incredible fucking, I felt something brush against my cheek. Startled, I opened my eyes and looked up to see this older white guy crouching by my head, stark naked except for his sandals. The head of his cock was rubbing against my face as he masturbated furiously. "Fuck yeah, you like being a bitch for that big, fat black bull-cock?" he asked me through clenched teeth. I was too out of it to even say anything, it was all I could do to listen to his filthy talk. The guy fucking me just kept slamming his cock into me, not seeming to care that we now had some audience participation. "Look at him, fucking your little white ass, turning you into his whore." I nodded, feeling the thick cock fucking me throb deep inside my ass. "That's all you are, just a hole for real men to fuck, whenever they feel like." he groaned, slapping his cock against my face. Before I could even process what he was saying to me he groaned again and I could feel his cum spraying against my face. Instinctively, I opened my mouth, catching the final spurts of his sperm on my tongue. It felt like he came at least a quart, my face felt like it had been glazed in his cum. I could feel it running down my cheeks, and dripping into my eyes. The dirty talk and having a load blasted in my face while getting fucked was too much for me, I didn't even have to touch myself. I could feel my balls tighten and my dick pulsing in time with the thrusts hitting the sweet spot inside of me. I had to stifle my groans as I came, soaking the pouch of the jock I was still wearing with my load. I could feel my ass clenching around his cock, milking it. I lay there panting, totally dazed from the powerful orgasm. Without saying anything else, the old man stood up and walked off, leaving me lying there getting fucked on the ground with his load oozing down my face. The man fucking me rubbed his finger across my cheek, smearing it with cum, and then stuck the finger in my mouth for me to suck clean. Then he really got down to business, pounding my tender ass like a jackhammer as I squirmed underneath his weight. I could hear his breath catch in his throat as he groaned. His cock felt like it was expanding inside of me, and I could tell by the rhythm of his thrusts that he was getting close to cumming. He tightened his grip on my hips and slammed his cock into me all the way to the base, holding me down on his cock as he grunted and shook. I could feel the shaft throbbing as he pumped his seed into my ass. He held me pinned down for what felt like minutes as he seeded me with what must have been a massive amount of sperm. When he finally pulled out of me, I could feel my swollen asshole gaping open and throbbing as his load started to leak out of me. He fished some tissues out of his pocket to wipe his cock off, then just tucked it back into his shorts and zipped them up, patting my chest and giving me a wink before he walked away, leaving me lying there in a daze. It felt like my whole body was soaked in cum, from my head down to my ass. My legs felt a little shaky as I stood up and pulled my shorts back on, wiping myself off as well as I could with my own tank top. I hoped the damp patches of cum leaking through the fabric of my shorts, which was making them stick to my ass and crotch, looked like sweat from a vigorous run. I tried to jog through the park on my way back home, but I was exhausted and I could feel my asshole throbbing with every step. Luckily, I got home before my parents were home from work, so I was able to jump in the shower and clean myself up a bit before they walked in. Actually, as I was gently soaping my abused asshole, I couldn't resist slipping first one finger, then two inside to feel how loose and swollen my hole was, and how it was still leaking cum. Before I knew it, my dick was hard again and I had to jack off thinking about my fuck in the park, before I could finish my shower. All that they heard about my run is that it was a pretty great workout, and I was exhausted by the time I got home.