Date: Mon, 30 Oct 2006 16:16:25 -0500 (EST)
From: J <burlguy (at) excite.com>
Subject: In the park that night

	I keep thinking I should write all this down.  But it seems weird,
mostly cause I'm sort of ashamed of it, like it's stuff I shouldn't be
doing and all.  Like when I was just 13, and me and this other dude in my
class were fooling around at his house one night when his parents were
gone, and it was real hot and all, but he just kept saying, "We shouldn't
be doing this, man," and I kept thinking he was right, but it was so hot
and we couldn't stop.

	Now I feel kinda like I've gotten in too deep, like I've messed
myself up or something .  I mean, I'm only 19, and I just can't quit
thinking about guys, and I keep doing stuff, real weird shit sometimes, and
the thoughts just get stranger and stranger, real hot, and all, but
strange.

	Like with my bud when I was 13, I fooled around with guys some, but
we would just do it a few times, and then it started feeling weird, doing
this stuff, and then having to see him the next day in history class or
something, so we'd never do too much.  But when I was 16, I went to this
park here, just to play ball, and then I had to piss, and I went to this
restroom.  It was in kind of a deserted area, you know what I mean?  And I
went in, and there was all these guys in there, and at first it felt real
strange like, and I pissed, but it wasn't easy, cause there was this big
dude at the urinal beside me, and mine kept getting stiff.  But I finished
and went back out, and finished playing with my friends, but I couldn't
quit thinking about those guys in there.

	That night, I went back.  It felt weird, going there during the
daytime, but it didn't feel as strange at night.  I went in and there's all
these guys in there, and it's just weird and all, but very hot, you know
what I mean?  So there's this guy beside me, and he starts talking, real
nice and all, and he's like real slow jerkin his, and I couldn't help
looking at it, and I was getting hard and all, and there's all these dudes
around, like standing in the back and all, and they are all there, but I'm
like not even noticing them.  Just him.  He's a lot taller than me, heavier
and all.  And he was hairy.  God, I wish I was hairy.  I could tell by how
hairy his arms were, real dark hair and his skin was kinda dark, like
Italian or something.  And he real softly says to me, like, You want to go
sit in my car?, and I said, Sure, and we did.  I had never touched an older
dude's cock.  He was really older, like 35 or 40, and we sat in the car in
the dark there, and I was really scared, but turned on, too.

	It was just like enough, you could see his cock, and it was
beautiful, he took it out and all, and it stood up all big and thick.  I
just think it's hot touchin it and all, and he told me to do it, and I did.
I was leaning over so I could reach it good and it felt so big in my hand.
It was so hot.  Like I said, he was big and all, and I loved the way he
smelled, like a real man.  I don't know how to say that.  I was just so
fuckin turned on by it.

	And then he tells me I should take mine out, too, so I pulled my
shorts down enough that I got it out, and it felt good, but kinda scary,
too, but I was completely hard.  And he reaches over like, and starts
stroking it, and his hand is kinda rough, but it was big, and I couldn't
believe how good he did it.  And he's talkin about it, and all, sayin how
nice it was, and I felt real proud when he said that, like I couldn't
believe how a big guy like him would think mine was nice.  But he did.

	He even opened his shirt up, and let me feel his chest, it was real
hairy and big.  God, I think guys with big chests are hot.  I just kept
doin what he told me, while he beat mine, real slow and steady like.  And
he sorta ordered me to beat his, and I just did, and finally his felt like
it was getting even thicker, and he squirted out a huge one.  And he kept
on doing mine, and after about a minute, mine shot, too, all over his hands
and all.  Some of it even hit my chest.  I was so turned on.

	He had some napkins, like ones from McDonalds, and I cleaned up a
little bit, and got out.  He told me he hoped he'd see me around.  I felt
funny, kinda strange, and I went to my car.  I was thinking I should stay
away, but I already couldn't wait to come back.

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