Date: Wed, 14 Jan 2009 13:52:12 -0800 (PST)
From: lenrbnsn@yahoo.ca
Subject: One Enchanted Evening (Yes Sir, I am)

One Enchanted Evening
By Parkstranger

Quite frankly, I'm not sure if it's necessary for me to warn off underage
readers, but for some reason everyone does it. If you've gotten this far on
the site, you have already been told you are not allowed so I'll leave it
at that.

One enchanted evening...

I've become quite fond of slipping out in the wee hours of the morning
especially since I discovered that mother had resorted to taking sleeping
pills since father's death to help her sleep at night. One night after she
had gone to bed the phone rang for her. It was her sister from California
and when I went to get mom I discovered that a bomb blast wouldn't even
stir her after she had gone to sleep. So the night time became my favourite
time to wander the streets and alleys of my sleepy little town.

I've already told you about my first encounter at night (see One Hot
Night). This was my second one.

We had a big thunderstorm roll through a couple of days ago that helped to
cool things down some but it had heated up all over again. This was another
really warm night about 1 AM when I headed out for some fun and exercise. I
had only thrown on my shorts and a thin windbreaker with no shirt because
it was so warm. By now I had done this night crawling about five or six
times and usually nothing too exciting ever happened. I didn't do peeking
tom stuff or anything like that because I didn't want to get caught doing
something dumb and get in trouble and spoil my night time fun. The sky this
night was partly cloudy and it made it even darker than usual but walking
down one of the back roads to my favourite lookout that oversaw the big
valley outside of town I happened to glance up at the sky and caught site
of a shooting star that was streaking across the sky. It was an awesome
sight to see and I just stopped and watched until it disappeared behind a
cloud. As I was caught looking up at the sky I didn't notice a little truck
come around the corner and turn towards where I was standing until it was
too late. He had already seen me in his headlights I knew so I didn't try
to run and hide in the bushes along the road. Normally if I seen or heard a
vehicle coming I would slip into the bushes just in case it was a patrol
car or something.

It came up to me driving real slowly and passed me and went on for maybe 50
yards or so and then pulled over to the side of the road. The back street I
was on was quite dark and fairly secluded but when the truck passed me I
seen the driver who looked like an older sort of portly type man. (Just the
kind I like) I decided to keep on walking acting very casual as I
approached the truck from behind. I could see it was of those little Datsun
pickups and he had turned off the motor and lights so I was getting a
little antsy and wondering what he was doing. I stepped out into the road
so I wouldn't be too close to the drivers door when I passed him and as I
was just about to pass him he looked over at me and said, "Terry, is that
you boy?"

I stopped and looked over at him and now I could see him better but I still
didn't know who he was and wondered how he knew my name. But, I answered
him and said, "Yes, it's me. Do I know you?"  He said, "Well probably not
but I have heard some talk about you and I've had someone point you out to
me but don't be afraid because I won't harm you or anything." "Would you
care to come over and talk to me a bit and we'll get to know each other
some?" I thought this over a bit and decided that there would be no harm in
just talking so I stepped over to the side of his truck. He reached out and
shook my hand and told me his name was Gil and that he lived just outside
of town pointing out in the direction I was heading. He sort of continued
to hold my hand as he talked to me. Like I said he was kind of portly like
and his hands were sort of fleshy and soft. As he kept talking his hand
went from holding mine to kind of almost stroking my palm and then he put
his other hand over the back of my hand and kept holding it. His hands felt
so smooth and soft on mine and it felt kinds of nice what he was doing that
I just let him hold it and caress me.

I was sort of lost in his eyes and his hands and it took me a few seconds
to realize what he was saying and then he mentioned something about the
town barber who I was with that day (Yes Sir Part 2) and that he also seen
his friend ken (One Hot Night) so I now knew that maybe this wasn't just a
chance meeting this night. But still his hands felt so nice and he was now
stroking me up my forearm and lightly squeezing my hand and I just kept
standing there. Then with his one hand still holding mine he took his other
hand off my arm and moved over to the zipper of my windbreaker that was
only half done up and slid the zipper down to my belly leaving my chest
bare. I looked at him just as he glanced up at me and as our eyes kind of
met it was like an unwritten, unsaid almost agreement that his hand went to
my belly and he began that slow soft stroking across my tummy. He or
somehow maybe it was me that moved me right up close to the window of the
truck so that he could reach up and touch me wherever he wanted if he
wanted. His hands were so soft and felt so right as he caressed me standing
beside his truck like this. I couldn't understand how this was happening to
me so fast with someone I'd never met before and how I was like a puppet or
something just letting him touch me like this. When he pulled me down to
him by my jacket and his arm went up around my neck I just let him do
it. Suddenly I felt his lips on my chest licking me and then up and wrapped
all around my boy breast and sucking my breast all around the outside of my
nipple then flicking his tongue all over my nipple I just lost all ability
to resist him.

When he said, "Come Terry, come around and get in and we'll take a little
drive together." I just did what he said. As we drove off he patted the
seat beside him and told me to shift over to him. As soon as I did his
hand, his lovely soft hand went down to my leg and up the inside of my
thigh and I just spread them to give him room. When he said to me, "Just
slide your shorts off for me Terry," I just lifted up and slipped them down
my legs and off and at the same time just shrugged off my jacket. Here I
was in only maybe ten or fifteen minutes after meeting this man Gil sitting
beside him in his truck totally naked letting him feel me wherever he
wanted. And when he undid his pants for me and told me to,"get him out" I
did so with a passion I hadn't felt in a while. I just loved his cock. It
was only about 6" or so but the absolute perfect shape and size. I went
down and put his cock along my cheeks on both sides of my face because I
knew how and nice young cheek would feel against a nice hard cock. As I
manoeuvred it back and forth I would give him a little lick and every time
was rewarded with precum. I wasn't watching where he was going but soon we
were pulling down a side road and stopping.

Lust had totally taken over now – for both of us and so when he stopped
the truck I just opened my door and jumped out my side of the truck and
went around to the back. He did the same and we were standing about five
feet apart and just looking at each other. I turned sort of sideways and
put on my shy act pretending I was embarrassed to let him look at me naked
like that. I knew it gave him a nice profile of my nice round ass and
that's exactly where he was focused. I sort of crossed my legs and arched
up on my toes a little to make my buns stick out even more and give him
that view where my hips and ass became more like a girls than any girl my
age or even a few years older. It has worked for me every time and this was
no different. His cock was now thrusting out in front of him standing as
proud as it could ever be. I asked him what he wanted now. The look of lust
on his face was almost scary but priceless as he just continued to stare at
me. I stepped over to the back of the truck and leaned on the tailgate and
sort of looked back at him as he now finally broke his stare and started
towards me. I let him come up behind me and wrap his arms around my waist
as he nudged his cock between my ass cheeks and sort of humped me like
that.

His breathing was getting real hard and I knew he needed me. He needed to
fuck me. He didn't just want me, he needed me now and I was going to let
him have me. I turned my head back to him and as his lips brushed mine he
whispered to me that he wanted me, he needed me, he needed to fuck me. I
told him he could. I said, "Oh yes, I know you need me and you need to
fuck. I have some lube in my jacket can you bring it to me please?" he was
back in a second and I lowered the tailgate and bent over as he applied the
lube to me and him. I felt him step up in between my legs and then his cock
at my boy cunt. He was the perfect size for me. I had been fucked by bigger
cocks but his was perfect and I knew I could let him slam fuck me if he
needed to do me like that. I accepted him in almost all the way in one
thrust and by two I had all of him. I told him to take me however he wanted
and that I was his to use, to use anyway he wanted and that I was no
cockteaser that I was the real thing. He was too excited the first time and
he came in me in about ten or fifteen strokes and oh wow did he unload in
me. About an hour later when he was ready again after I sucked him back to
full hard he then gave me that slam fucking I wanted from him. He drove it
in me with everything he had and then some. I kept urging him on telling
him to fuck me hard and give me everything he's got and that I would fuck
him whenever he wanted me and that I was his slut boy for sex. I told him
he was the man with the magic hands and that I couldn't resist him when he
touched me and that I would meet him every night if he wanted me to.

I was wondering if I could have any more night like this as I gathering up
quite a stable of old studs and it was so exciting when I met them in
anonymous situations like this. I loved it and if I had know it would turn
out like this, I would have done it way sooner.

Parkstranger
lenrbnsn@yahoo.ca