Date: Thu, 19 Dec 2013 10:05:20 -0800
From: mariner1931@cox.net
Subject: A Day in the Park #2

A day in the Park

This erotic story is intended for adult readers only. If you are not of
legal age in your locality to be reading this type of material or should
you disapprove of this type of material, PLEASE LEAVE.

Reproduction, duplicating or posting on any website is forbidden without
the written authority of the author, Lee Mariner, Copyright 2013.  ALL
RIGHTS ARE RESERVED.

PLEASE SUPPORT NIFTY ARCHIVES WITH YOUR DONATION

mariner1931@cox.net

xxxxxxxxxx

Chapter #2

I lived two blocks from the park in a large first-floor apartment. The
building was a large brownstone with an apartment on each of the four
stories. Mine was a little more expensive since there was a rear entrance
and and a very small yard.

An alleyway led to the rear of the buildings and facilitated placing the
buildings trash cans on the curb.

As we walked the two blocks, I told him my name was Kevin and I asked his
age. He introduced himself as Wayne, 18 yrs old and he was a local high
school student. He lived with his parents and younger sister some five
blocks from where my apartment was.

When we reached the alleyway, we both glanced around and then he followed
me into the alleyway too my back door entrance.  When he saw the small,
neat vegetable garden that I had planted, he commented on how neat it was.

While I was opening the locks on the door he sort of pushed up against me
and whispered, "it makes it better having a private entrance."

"It does." I replied.

xxxxxxxxxx

Wayne followed closely behind me and when I had finished re-locking the
door and turned, his arms slid around my waist and I encircled his neck wih
mine. His lips pressed to mine and our lips parted; tongues searching the
soft warm interiors. We moaned softly as our arms tightened and our tongues
danced, tasting each other's saliva. Wayne's hand dropped down over my
waist and pressed my butt. When his rigid cock pressed against mine, I
pressed back and twisted my hips. He inhaled deeply and we broke the kiss,
leaning our heads back slightly and looking into the others eyes.

"Damn," he gasped softly and I said, "you feel good."

"So do you," he whispered as he inhaled and let his arms drop away.

"How old are you," he asked as I took his hand and led him too the bedroom.

"Does that make a difference?"  I asked.

"No, not really, I was just interested."

We slowly undressed and I felt Wayne's eyes watching me as I remove each
item. When I pulled my trousers off and then removed my t-shirt, he
whistled softly, "man, Kevin, I thought you had a good build but, your body
is fantastic."

"Thanks, Wayne, but from what I can see, you don't have anything to be
ashamed of either."

"Maybe, but nothing like you," he said as he stripped.

The muscles of his broad shoulders and chisled chest muscles. were smooth,
lean and his twin nipples were surrounded by half-dollar sized, pinkish
aureolas. Hard pectoral muscles met at the sternum and a thin, silken
stream of golden hair flowed down between twin ridges of hard muscle; over
his pelvis and merging with a silky bush that formed the golden nest
surrounding the thick base of his smoothly tapered, burgeoning 7" uncut
cock.

His eyes glistened as he stood with his hands on his hips thrusting his
rock hard cock towards me. In a low gutteral tone, he said, "are you gonna
finish undressing?"

I was enjoying the gorgeous pose he had struck and, It only took a moment
for me kick off my loafers and drop my trousers. Wayne moved closer and as
I dropped my jockeys to reveal my throbbing 8" cut cock, he uttered a long
low whistle and I said, "not bad for someone 40yrs old."

He moved into my arms and as our lips met, I felt the crush of his hard
cock pressing against mine. Our tongues danced and we ground our hips
causing our cocks to roll over and become saturated with pre-seminal fluid
oozing from eurethal openings in their satiny soft crowns.

Inhaling deeply as our lips parted, my hot teenager whispered, "it looks
like I've got a few things to learn."

"Most teenagers do but, that's their loss," I said as we moved too the
bedroom.

TBC