Date: Fri, 15 Sep 2006 15:25:59 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bryan M <farmlandbb@yahoo.com>
Subject: Out to the Park

     I am driving up towards a park where gay guys
sometimes cruise.  Especially later at night.  It is a
bit late  even for here, and ordinarily I would be
nervous about going there at this time - its about
1:30 in the morning.
     I drive in.  There aren't many people around.  A
few, but not as many as either of the two times I was
here before - but that was about 9:00 each time.  I
have a small truck - a wimpy ass truck for some
purposes, but for mine tonight - being at the right
height to blow people who lean up against the cab by
the driver's side window - it should work. Has before
- I usually have to slide down a bit, but it can work.

     I am hungry for cock.  I pull up to one of the
stopping areas and roll down my window part way.  I
wait.  Some cars drive by.  One comes along and pulls
up next to me.

"hey dude"

"hey"

"watcha up to"

"nuthin"

"lookn for some action?"

I shrug.

     He waits for me to propose something.  But he is
not my type, so I don't.  He lights a cigarette.
Another car pulls up on my other side.  This is more
promising.  Guy inside the car is cute.  Looks a bit
like that guy on Boy meets Boy - maybe James Getzlaff?
I think thats his name.  In fact, I think he is a
banker at Union Planter's Bank.  I drove my gran over
there once to do some banking and I think he helped
her. He helped her, but he cruised me - big time.  I
cruised back cuz he is one of the kinds of guys I find
sexy.  Fit, trim, handsome face, in his early 30s.  I
like some types of older men, and this is one of the
yummy types. This one is ultra yummy.
     He watches me, and I watch right back.  I mean, I
am home from college on spring break, so I don't care
if he recognizes me later. I will be 1100 miles away
for most of the next 2.5 years. And whats he going to
say? "Hello Mrs. X, you are looking well today.  And
so is young Bryan. I haven't seen him since he gave me
head and swallowed the product last spring".  Secondly
its 1:45 in the fucking morning.  I am clearly not
here to look for a parchesi partner and with luck,
neither is he.  And, I am only wearing a flannel shirt
that is completely unbuttoned.  I mean, probably he
can't see all of me, but I haven't got a stitch on but
the flannel shirt.  If he looks closely, he is going
to see me in my late night park social clothes.
     He is looking over, and maybe his eyes have
adjusted, or maybe he was just being cautious before
(I mean a naked boy sitting in a truck in a park at
1:45 in the morning, how cautious do you need to be?),
but now that I am sporting wood, he is clearly
interested. He could see more than I thought, maybe.
He comes around to my side of the truck. Fit from top
to bottom this one.  I roll the window all the way
down as he comes over. He says hello.  We banter back
and forth.

"You been here long?"

"yeah, way too long"

"what you waiting for?"

"something to eat"

"don't see any McDonalds around"

"Me neither"

"a bite sized snack?"

"uh, not really"

"Hmm, still hungry?"

"super-size me"

     His package becomes a bulge, and then you can see
his boner swelling in his jeans.  He leans in and I
can feel his breath.  I adjust my head and he kisses
me and slips me tongue.  We do this kissing stuff for
a bit, then he stands up. I reach out and unbutton his
jeans.  He leans in and this time its cock that goes
into my mouth. I suck on it and use my tongue. I give
it some cheek suction.  I get off it for a minute.  I
crawl up and kneel on the seat, and stick my head out
the window a bit.  He pushes back into me.

"fuck my mouth"

He grabs me by the head and hair and sets up a nice
pumping action.  He has to pull my head down, and he
is on tip toes, but his thighs look amazing as they
thrust up and down. I reach down and grab his butt
cheeks. They are smooth, muscular, and they are
flexing strongly when he thrusts up into my mouth.

I make drooly, sloppy noises.

"gonna happen"

I pull off. I like the idea of swallowing cum, but its
not safe if you don't know the guy, so I let him coat
my face.  He leans down and licks my upper lip.  As
that was really gooey feeling, he probably got a lot
of cum off of it.  He smacks his lips big time.

There is a small group of people standing around
watching.  This makes me nervous.  But I see some good
prospects.  One is a slightly older guy - late
thirties. He seems fit in the way that guys who work
doing physical stuff do, and he has a bit of a belly,
but not much. Blond buzzed hair. He is wearing jeans
and a t-shirt that has some auto repair shop logo. The
Union Planters guy looks over.

"wanna suck him?"

I nod.

He gives a head jerk to the guy, who comes over
slowly. He bellies up to the bar, so to speak, and I
unbutton his fly, too.  Fly fishing is a great sport.
Out comes his cock, and I put it in my mouth.  I like
blowing people, so I moan contentedly as I bob up and
down, and edge him down my throat.  He is getting
excited, and saying things, like, "hell", "Sweet
baby",  and  "OH SHIT".

The man from Union Planters says

"open your door"

I pull off and look at him.  He licks his lips
appreciatively.  I swivel around, open my door, and
get the auto-mechanic looking guy to come back. I sit
on the seat with my legs spread out and on the ground.
  The UP guy whistles.

"Shit, where did you get those legs?"

"play baseball"

     He kneels in front of me and take my cock in his
mouth. I take the other guy into mine.  I have to bend
over a bit, but I am even throating him. His belly
bangs against my face. I reach around and grab his ass
cheeks and pull him toward me hard.   The Union
Planter's guy is throating me too.  Throat fest 2006.
I am ready to burst. My mouth is getting nicely fucked
by the auto repair guy - which means I can't say much.
So when the moment arrives, I try pulling UP man's
head off my dick.  He doesn't come off even when I
yank hard, so he gets my load. He spits it on the
ground.
     I can feel auto man getting ready, so I pull off
and jack him.  I am gonna have some cum stains on the
truck seat.

     The guy from Union Planters says

"I wanna fuck your ass".

"hard to do here"

"you could get up in the back of your truck or the
back seat of my car".

"your car is too cramped, and the back of my truck is
too cold".

     He looks disappointed.  I am too, but I have had
my ass reamed out earlier in the evening, and its in
no condition to take another dick.  He asks when I
come here.  I tell him that I don't have a schedule,
really. I just come when the mood strikes and I don't
feel too afraid.  Actually, I am a pretty timid
person, so being out in the park in the middle of the
night is giving me the creeps. I wouldn't even have
come this time, except I have my dog with me for
protection. So I have no plans to come back this
vacation.  I suddenly feel that I shouldn't be here.

"How bout tomorrow night about 10:00?"

I think about this.  Its Tuesday.

"How about Thursday?   I will get here as close to
10:00 as I can."

He looks pissed, but he agrees.

I drive off quickly, not feeling safe until I am back
on the highway. I have buttoned my shirt.  When I get
to a back road, I stop and get dressed again.


If you wanna hear about Thursday, let me know.