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                   In the Park

The wind had been blowing since late last night and at times was
pretty intense.  You know, that kind of not quite hot and not
quite chilly wind that from time to time clears the air and
eventually heats the city to a blister.  It was about 11 a.m.
when I got to the park, took care of those last minute
adjustments to costume that every self respecting faggot does
like breathing, and set off for a "hike".

These hikes were my way of getting out of the daily routine on
an extended lunch break.  Up into the hills above L.A., a good
hike up a fairly easy climb and always the possibility of some
hot men and fair to fantastic sex.  I loved it because whether
there was action or not, the day was well spent.  Most of the
way, the climb is beautiful and the recent rains had turned it
into an emerald wonderland.  Flowers bloomed here and there
among bushes and trees which served many purposes.

Today I was particularly interested in having one of those
magical encounters with another hot man who knows what he wants,
has worked on his body and particularly his attitude, and I know
you know what I mean, especially if you, like me, are an
adventurer of the open air sex games.  I had put on a rather
well designed outfit, I thought, bulges in the right spots and
obvious but not pushy.  Obvious was easy though, since it was
more often I worried about how to minimize my 7 plus inch cock
so that it didn't draw attention when I wanted people to pay
attention to something else.  

After about a quarter mile, the usual crowd of men of all ages
who don't want to take the trouble of climbing higher for their
engagements and linger along the path, working their way in and
out of the little offshoots that dotted the way.  Most often
they were attempting to not make their lust quite so obvious,
but that sometimes took on a comedic nature.  I was about 150
yards behind a possible target, he was about 6 feet, maybe 180
well worked, defined but not overdone and everything was in just
the right places and proportions -- a hunk.  The brown hair took
some points off from the back, which is all I had yet seen, but
the tan was nice, he moved like an athlete, and best of all, he
kept looking back at me and had noticeably slowed down after
first spotting me.

He turned off to the edge overlooking the Valley and waited for
me to catch up.  As I approached, he gave me the cutest grin I
had ever seen and looked me over in detail, paying a lot of
attention to my now bulging crotch.  I walked over to him and
reached out for his hand which he held onto as we greeted each
other.  "Let's go up together, I said and off we walked, hand in
hand like the best of lovers even though we had just met.  I
found out he was in college, 22, living alone near UCLA and
horny as hell.  At one point he bolted away into one of those
side paths and waived for me to follow.  When I caught up with
him a few hundred windy, well worn feet into the tunnel of
vegetation, he was taking his shirt off.  I put my arms around
his body and pulled his mouth to mine, sticking my tongue as far
into his mouth as it would go.

As we held each other kissing for what seemed to be hours, my
cock had become as hard as I ever remember it being and was
pushing out the top of my jockeys with enough precum oozing out
that my gym shorts were beginning to show a growing wet spot at
the waistband.  As we kissed I ran my hands over his back and
then down to his butt where I grabbed onto the nicest bubble
buns I had ever held.  He was obviously very hot and I was
afraid he would come as I moved my hand under his shorts and
found his warm moist fuck hole with my fingers.  Our crotches
were pressed together and the movement of our hips was beginning
to have its effect.  He dropped to his knees and wrapped his
mouth around the bulge in my shorts and started sucking on the
cotton.  He pushed the waistband down with his nose and tongue,
reaching with it for the tip of my juicy cockhead.  In an
instant his mouth was rapped around my cock, at least as much as
he could get in on the first try.

He pulled my shorts completely off and I stepped out of them to
leave me standing entirely naked with Jeff working my cock over
with his mouth and my balls with his hand.  His other hand
slowly stroked his own cock which was showing every sign of
releasing its juices soon.  I pulled out of his mouth before I
was too far gone to hold back and stood him up, diving into his
mouth with my tongue.  As I did so he shot a load onto my cock. 
I was a bit pissed, thinking that he might be one of those guys
who comes and runs, but he said not to worry, he can shoot it
off up to 15 times in a row.

I turned him around and with his cum dripping from my cock, bent
him over and put my stiff rod at his hole and pushed in.  He
didn't let out a whimper as I drove my now fully engorge meat
into him and just moaned with pleasure as I repeatedly pounded
his fuck hole.  The only thing he said was "Please fuck me more"
when I pulled my dick out for a minute so he could look at it.  

"No, lick my balls first" I said and shoved his head to my
crotch.  Like a hungry puppy he licked those heavy balls with
the enthusiasm I loved to see a young man show.  I knew that
this would be quite a day.  I hit his face with my cock, covered
by the juices of two men and hard as iron.  I wanted to hold
off, but seeing him look up at me with those beautiful blue --
no crystal blue -- eyes, there was no way I could hold back from
giving us more immediate satisfaction.  We put all our clothes,
such as that was, on some soft, fresh, long grass as our bed and
he pulled on my arm as he lay himself down on his back.  I
lowered myself to him with a tongue that found his beckoning
mouth.  As I did, he raised his legs over my shoulders, reached
for my hardon and pulled me to him.  In a single motion I was
fully into his love tunnel with my aching cock, our bodies
entwined in pleasure.  Holding his arms down and over his head,
I could gain the right leverage so I could whale away on this
gorgeous stud's ass.  I totally lost myself into my cock as I
pumped his hole full of manmeat.

He worked as hard as I did, meeting my every stroke by his own,
my push welcomed by his hole sucking my cock into him and
massaging it as it plunged in and out.  We stood up together at
that moment, his arms wrapped around my neck and legs around my
waist.  Our tongues danced with each other for as long as I
could take it and then I let loose with a load that filled his
fuck hole as I melted into his embrace.  After what must have
been an eternity, he unwrapped himself and then I saw and felt
where he had come on my stomach at the same time as I shot into
him.  

We laughed with that kind of relaxation that lets you know you
have found yourself in another.  I knew we were in for a great
time together.


After we adjusted our clothes, kissed several more times and
otherwise thoroughly enjoyed each other for a few minutes, we
returned to the path and the bright early summer sunlight.  The
Santa Anas last night had died down and left a crystal clear sky
that was now edging toward hot.  I was glad I wore my hot
weather outfit -- brief shorts over either jockeys like today or
a supporter for all that both offer.

Jeff's shirt was off, giving me ample opportunity to admire his
firm, well worked young skin that was very nearly hairless. 
Every time he gave me that boyish grin my cock stood up in my
shorts and I just about jumped him several times as we hiked
farther into the park.  Every couple of minutes another hiker
would appear, most of them other men looking for an opportunity
to express their manhood in their own special way.

It was about evenly divided so far as to which of us got the
attention until we made a turn up a side trail.  Standing next
to a tree trunk that angled up at just the right incline to
allow for posing against it in such a way that one could show
off your best parts, just as the guy standing there then did. 
He was dressed in black leather shorts, had a harness on and a
beautiful set of steel blue eyes offset by dark brown hair on
his head as well as his body.  He oozed sexuality not so much
because of his physical characteristics but more in that special
way you knew you would want him to take control of you.  Jeff
had come across him first and was suddenly as if in a trance. 
He was clearly wanting to know what might lie in store for him
with this guy and wondering what I would think about it.

Of course I knew that he and I had found each other in the
forest several times over a period of years, so when I entered
the bush-encased grotto only to see Griff we chuckled and the
three of us went back to the main trail.  This was going to be a
great day after all and was too good to waste with just the
three of us.  We set off for the forest, that special grove of
trees which have grow so thickly that there is no undergrowth. 
Just a thick bed of fallen needles and leaves providing a soft
cushion for the games of the forest.

It wasn't long before we climbed far off the path through the
brush and on top of the ridge that we came upon the darkened
chamber like area.  There were at least ten other men already
there, some naked others in various stages of ecstasy.  I had my
arm around both Jeff and Griff as we walked to the center of the
area and used the opportunity to tell both of them that they
were going to have a chance to show the others what they were
waiting for, a show that would get each of them off.

Griff practically ripped Jeff's shorts off as he gobbled the boy
cock into his hungry mouth.  Jeff and I kissed just as I felt my
shorts coming down as well and then a wonderfully warm, soft
mouth slide down my half erect shaft.  It was like the most
welcoming pocket of love I had felt, a trademark of Griff's that
he enjoyed bragging about. It took no time at all for the
combination of his mouth and hand working my cock into action
for me to remember just why it was always nice to see Griff
along the path.  He is a master with your balls as well,
caressing, licking, sucking, stretching them in every which way,
with lots of softness and just enough pain to make it exciting. 
He moved Jeff along side me so that he could take both our cocks
into his mouth at once, at least part of both.  I fucked Jeff's
dick in Griff's mouth until I got too close to cumming and
pulled away.  

I thoroughly enjoy watching Griff at work and gladly turned Jeff
over to him.  Jeff had been waiting to be dominated by this hard
edged stud of a man since he first spotted him.  Griff
immediately grabbed Jeff's cock and balls firmly, gave them just
enough of a squeeze to let him know who was in charge and moved
Jeff to the improvised bed of clothes, fallen vegetation and a
blanket donated by one of the hot men standing in the glade,
jacking themselves off, occasionally in pairs, doing what hot
men do with one another for sexual pleasure.  As Jeff lay down,
Griff slapped cuffs on his wrists, a cock ring around his shaft
and as fast as a steer being thrown and roped, lube was slapped
onto his fuck hole and Griff was driving his cock deep inside
him.  The artistry of it all was awesome.  Here was a master at
work, and what he had to work with was impressive.  His cock
wasn't specially large, thick or anything like that, but it was
one of those dicks that always seemed to be hard.  It sure was
now and he was working Jeff's hole faster and faster.  I reached
down to grab his cock as it fucked the younger boy-man.  Then I
grabbed Jeffs cock and balls and played with whatever set of
cock and balls I could get at as Griff brought Jeff nearly to
his peak.

Griff rolled Jeff onto his back and had his legs up and hole
filled with cock in another smooth as silk move.  My cock went
into Jeff's mouth as I kneeled in back of his head and bent
forward to suck his cock and play with Griff's all at the same
time.  Jeff Shot his load within a minute of my mouth encasing
it with my suck machine.  As he built up the pressure and gave
those tell tale signals that an eruption was near, I sucked
harder and harder on his cock so that when he came I was sucking
powerfully enough to be able to swallow the huge load he dumped
in my throat.  It was like ambrosia for me, that sticky sweet
brew that spewed from Jeff's cock and I sucked until I was sure
there wasn't any more, for the moment.

Griff , knowing what I liked, pulled out of Jeff's ass and shot
his load onto my face, fucking my cheek as he shot gob after gob
of his white man juice.  As Griff collapsed onto the two of us,
my head lay between these two hot men, their cocks in my face. 
The sounds from some of the other guys in the forest told me
that they were finding their relief as well.  But I was not yet
ready to shoot my next load 'cause I had seen one or two of the
tree leaners that I would like to get to know better.  

One of them must have been watching me closely for a while
because he knew that my gun had yet to shoot its bullets and
quickly stepped up to take my aching cock in his mouth.  He was
a bit older than the three of us, probably near 40 but still in
excellent condition.  His 501's were open and his prick was
pushing to get out of his jockeys.  What a mouth!  I never knew
there could be THAT much suction before.  He actually lifted me
off the ground with his mouth around my cock.  This guy was
talented.

I stood over him and he reached around my butt to pull my cock
against the back of his throat.  I could feel it open and my
cock pushed all the way in until my bush covered his nose.  I
could feel the contractions in this throat as I slowly pumped my
cock back and forth to develop the greatest amount of friction
on the now tender member.  I pulled out of his mouth to prolong
our pleasures and see if this guy had other talents worth
investigating.  He moved under my crotch and dove for my asshole
with an extended tongue that knew its stuff.  He licked my crack
like I was covered in chocolate sauce and played with my hole
until it opened enough for him to fuck me with his tongue.  

I bent over to give him the best angle and he got my hole so
fucking hot I was ready for the next surprise.  I hadn't noticed
Griff until I suddenly felt a steel hard rod going into me.  I
looked back over my shoulder and sure enough, that was Griff's
mantool that was giving my hole a working over.  I knew as soon
as I saw him today that it would be my turn to take it in the
ass.  We seemed to share the pleasures of each other in a unique
way.  Neither of us ever got fucked by anyone else, but whenever
we got together and especially up here in the forest, one or the
other of us got fucked by the other.  There was the respect that
one master has for another between us and I treated him to as
good a fuck as he would be likely to get for quite a while.  My
ass worked his cock like a hand tightly wrapped around the
shaft.  As I noticed that, it gave me a brilliant idea.  Griff
must have read my mind, 'cause he pulled his cock out of me,
gave me a kiss and turned to the most recent addition to our
little group.

He was in awe of Griff by now and was only too anxious to lie
onto his stomach as Griff lubed his hand, bent over and moved
three fingers into his hole.  I guess Griff had noticed while he
was watching this guy suck on me that his hole was, as we say,
experienced.  The three were followed by the fourth and then the
whole hand but the thumb.   As Griff worked his hole more, it
relaxed and soon the entire hand was in up to Griff's wrist. 
Now it was my turn.  Griff moved to one side as I lowered my
cock into the same fuck hole and felt Griff's hand wrap around
it as it dived into this heaven of pleasures.  I abandoned all
sense of caring about anything but my cock at this point and
began pounding hand in ass with every ounce of my athletic,
muscular body.  The sweat was lubricating our bodies so we were
nearly fused into one writhing, grunting mass of flesh.  I could
feel the pressure burst in my balls and the jism was rising up
my shaft and then all I could feel was me exploding out my cock
head time and again, letting out a primordial scream.  

I don't know how long we lay there in a heap and it wasn't until
I regained consciousness of the rest of the world until I
noticed that Jeff had rejoined us at some point and had
apparently cum in Griff's mouth as I exploded.  The four of us
slowly unravelled ourselves and started laughing with each other
about how cum seemed to be all over all of us.  The others in
the forest were putting clothes on and walking off, mostly in
pairs as we left this special glade.  

Jeff had taken the trouble to make sure I was cleaned up and he
wrapped his arm around me as we rejoined the main pathway down
the hill.  "Could I spend the night with you?" he asked, with
just the right mixture of playfulness and innocence that made
him so damned charming.  "Well, if you'll be a good boy", I said
in return.  It was hard to believe we have been lovers for 4
years now.  Maybe it was the occasional trips to the forest that
kept things fresh.