Date: Sat, 13 Jul 2013 18:58:41 -0700 (PDT)
From: s s <subanalslut@yahoo.com>
Subject: A Fuck In the Park

A Fuck In the Park

This story is a fantasy involving sex between a teenage boy and older
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For those of you who don't know me, my name is Ben, and I was the most
insatiable little slut while I was growing up (actually, I still am), and I
enjoy looking back into the not-so-distant past to write about my
experiences...

You would think that in a city as crowded as New York, it wouldn't be
possible to find places where guys are cruising and hooking up basically in
public.  I have found that it's more like the opposite, especially during
the summer, when everyone is hot and sweaty and horny, and practically on
top of each other anyway.  At least, that's always how it was for me, ever
since I became obsessed with cock at the age of eleven.  One time, when I
was thirteen, I even got fucked in the middle of Prospect Park.

I usually got my exercise from being on my school's swim team, but school
was out for the summer and I had heard about guys looking for sex in the
park, so I decided to go for a little run and see what sort of trouble I
could get into.  I pulled on jockstrap and my old gym shorts, and a tank
top which I kept tucked into my waistband rather than actually wearing it.
I laced up my beat up running shoes and headed for the park, enjoying the
warm summer late afternoon air against my (mostly, except for the shorts)
exposed skin.  When I got to the park, I stuck to the less crowded paths,
working my way deeper into the park and staying on the lookout for guys who
might be there for the same reason I was.  Spotting a few likely looking
guys leaving the paved path for a trail leading into a wooded area, I
jogged behind them, feeling the sweat cooling on my skin as I moved into
the shade of the trees.  Here, there were only men, and they were moving in
that seemingly aimless yet purposeful that I knew so well from my hours
spent cruising for dick.  I slowed down to the same pace, feeling more than
one set of eyes on me, trying to gauge if I was an innocent runner who had
ventured a little too deep into the woods, or if I was there for the same
reason they were.  I wandered deeper, away from the noise and crowds of the
main part of the park, feeling the sexual tension grow in the atmosphere.

I started to slow down as I passed a couple of guys who were lying on
spread out towels in their swimsuits, even though the trees overhead
weren't letting through nearly enough sunlight to get a tan.  The next
small clearing in between the trees was empty, so I sat down and started to
stretch the muscles in my legs.  As I was stretching, I noticed that I was
being watched.  This guy must have been following me for a little while.
He was a light-skinned black guy, wearing a long, oversized pair of jeans
shorts riding low on his hips, with big bulky black sneakers on his feet
and a white teeshirt draped around his neck like a towel.  He was totally
silent, just standing less than ten feet from where I sat with his legs
spread wide and one hand fondling the bulge underneath his baggy shorts and
a big smile on his face underneath his Yankees cap.

I smiled back up at him and licked my lips.  I could feel my own dick
stirring in my jock, starting to tent up the front of my flimsy nylon gym
shorts.  The man stepped towards me, unzipping the fly of his shorts.  He
towered over me as I sat on the ground, about a muscular five foot ten to
my 105 pound, 5'2" frame.  The muscles of his arms and shoulders were huge,
but he had the beginnings of a sturdy belly -- the overall impression that
his body gave was powerful and masculine.  I guessed he was somewhere in
his thirties.  When he unbuttoned his shorts and fished his thickening cock
out of the fly, I forgot all about the rest of him.  In fact my jaw
probably hit the ground!

I licked my lips again, eyeing his massive, beautiful dick.  It swayed in
front of my face, about half hard and already about eight inches long and
as thick as my wrist.  It continued to grow and swell as I reached up and
wrapped my hand around the base.  I could smell the spicy tang of sweat
from his crotch as I slowly stroked the length of his cock, admiring it's
weight and girth.

He placed a big hand on the back of my neck, drawing my head in towards his
cock, which was now pointing right at my face.  Opening my mouth wide, I
sucked the swollen head into my mouth, tasting the salty slime of his
precum.  I ran my lips down the underside of his cock, feeling every vein
with my tongue until my face was buried in his crotch while I gave his
heavy, musky balls a thorough tongue bath.  I could hear his deep voice
groan above my head as I worshiped his lemon sized balls with my eager
tongue.

I licked my way back to the head of his cock, which was leaking generous
amounts of precum.  Wrapping my lips around the head, I slid my mouth down
his cock until I could feel it pressing up against the back of my throat.
The thickness of his shaft was already making my jaw feel like it was being
forced open.  I took a deep breath of his musky scent then relaxed my
throat and did my best to push my lips down his cock until it was sheathed
in my throat.  He groaned again and I could hear him mutter "Damn!" as his
balls slapped against my chin.  His hand was still stroking my hair and the
back of my neck, but he seemed perfectly content to let me fuck my own
throat on his giant meat.

Before long I was lightheaded from lack of air and had to pull my head back
for a quick breath.  I choked a little as his cock popped out of my throat,
covered in spit and slime.  He smacked it against my lips, smearing my face
with my own saliva as I caught my breath.  Before long though, his cock was
back where it belonged, in the depths of my throat.  I was totally focused
on servicing his beautiful dick, I could barely remember where we were, or
feel the rough ground that I was kneeling on.  The only thing that mattered
to me at that point was having him inside of me.

The feeling of his cock stretching my throat to the limit as he thrust
forward was sending my straight to heaven.  My cock was rock hard and
leaking precum through my jock and running shorts.  My jaw was almost numb
from being stretched open so wide for so long, and she showed no signs of
stopping as he leisurely enjoyed fucking my face, occasionally letting me
come up for air.

Just when I thought my throat couldn't take anymore, he released his grip
on the back of my head and took a small step back.  His cock looked like it
had grown another inch in girth inside my throat, and it was glistening
with my spit in a patch of late afternoon sunlight.

"Lets see that pretty white ass." he told me, gesturing for me to stand up.
My legs were a little shaky from kneeling on the ground for so long but I
stretched them out and kicked off my shorts, standing there in the depths
of the park in just a little white jockstrap and my sneakers.  He crouched
down behind me, grabbing each of my butt cheeks in his big, forceful hands
and pulling them apart to expose my asshole.

He cleared his throat and spit directly onto my ass, rubbing it into my
smooth pink hole with his thick brown fingers.  I bit my lip and moaned a
little as he slid first one, then two fingers into me, slapping my ass with
his other hand.  He stood up and pulled me close against him.  I could feel
his thick cock pressing against my lower back as he leaned down and
whispered in my ear.

"Ready or not, boy, I'm not gonna stop until I bust a nut deep in your
pretty little ass.  So, you think you can take it?"

I nodded, feeling the stubble on his chin rubbing against my tender neck.

"Good boy." he whispered.  "Now lie down and get ready for a wild ride!"

I spread my tank top out on the ground as much as I could and lay down on
top of it with my knees bent and my head pillowed on my discarded shorts.
He knelt between my legs, grabbing my ankles right above my sneakers and
lifting my legs up to rest on his powerful shoulders.  He leaned forwards,
rubbing his thick cockhead up and down my crack before starting to push
against my asshole.  I bit my lip and reached down to spread my asscheeks,
anything I could do to make it easier for my tight young ass to accept the
girth of his cock.

He put more of his weight into his thrusting, and I could feel my hole
slowly yielding to his slippery cockhead.  When it finally breeched my
defenses and popped inside, I swear I saw stars as I squinted up at him
leaning over me.  With the tip of his cock firmly embedded in my ass, he
didn't waste any time letting my body adjust to the invasion.  With a firm
grip on my hips, he kept forcing inch after inch of his massive dick into
me.  The feeling of his cock invading my ass was a mixture of pleasure and
pain -- my own dick was hard and still leaking precum in my jock as he
stretched me wide open.

I threw my head back and closed my eyes, letting the waves of sensation
wash through my body as he kept up his assault on my hole.  I could feel it
when he bottomed out in my ass, his big, heavy balls slapping against my
body.  He grunted in satisfaction and started to fuck me for real, like his
relentless thrusts so far had just been a warm-up.  Now I really had to
bite my lip to keep from making all sorts of noises that would have called
attention to me getting my brains fucked out in the middle of the park.

Every time he drew his hips back to line up for another thrust, it felt
like my ass was being pulled out of me on his thick cock.  And every time
he slammed his hips against mine, it felt like he was rearranging my
insides with his dick.  I could feel his weight on top of me driving me
back into the ground.  I arched my back, trying to meet his thrusts and
drive his cock even deeper into my ass.

Through the haze of feelings from this incredible fucking, I felt something
brush against my cheek.  Startled, I opened my eyes and looked up to see
this older white guy crouching by my head, stark naked except for his
sandals.  The head of his cock was rubbing against my face as he
masturbated furiously.

"Fuck yeah, you like being a bitch for that big, fat black bull-cock?" he
asked me through clenched teeth.

I was too out of it to even say anything, it was all I could do to listen
to his filthy talk.  The guy fucking me just kept slamming his cock into
me, not seeming to care that we now had some audience participation.

"Look at him, fucking your little white ass, turning you into his whore."

I nodded, feeling the thick cock fucking me throb deep inside my ass.

"That's all you are, just a hole for real men to fuck, whenever they feel
like." he groaned, slapping his cock against my face.  Before I could even
process what he was saying to me he groaned again and I could feel his cum
spraying against my face.  Instinctively, I opened my mouth, catching the
final spurts of his sperm on my tongue.  It felt like he came at least a
quart, my face felt like it had been glazed in his cum.  I could feel it
running down my cheeks, and dripping into my eyes.

The dirty talk and having a load blasted in my face while getting fucked
was too much for me, I didn't even have to touch myself.  I could feel my
balls tighten and my dick pulsing in time with the thrusts hitting the
sweet spot inside of me.  I had to stifle my groans as I came, soaking the
pouch of the jock I was still wearing with my load.  I could feel my ass
clenching around his cock, milking it.  I lay there panting, totally dazed
from the powerful orgasm.

Without saying anything else, the old man stood up and walked off, leaving
me lying there getting fucked on the ground with his load oozing down my
face.  The man fucking me rubbed his finger across my cheek, smearing it
with cum, and then stuck the finger in my mouth for me to suck clean.  Then
he really got down to business, pounding my tender ass like a jackhammer as
I squirmed underneath his weight.

I could hear his breath catch in his throat as he groaned.  His cock felt
like it was expanding inside of me, and I could tell by the rhythm of his
thrusts that he was getting close to cumming.  He tightened his grip on my
hips and slammed his cock into me all the way to the base, holding me down
on his cock as he grunted and shook.  I could feel the shaft throbbing as
he pumped his seed into my ass.  He held me pinned down for what felt like
minutes as he seeded me with what must have been a massive amount of sperm.
When he finally pulled out of me, I could feel my swollen asshole gaping
open and throbbing as his load started to leak out of me.  He fished some
tissues out of his pocket to wipe his cock off, then just tucked it back
into his shorts and zipped them up, patting my chest and giving me a wink
before he walked away, leaving me lying there in a daze.

It felt like my whole body was soaked in cum, from my head down to my ass.
My legs felt a little shaky as I stood up and pulled my shorts back on,
wiping myself off as well as I could with my own tank top.  I hoped the
damp patches of cum leaking through the fabric of my shorts, which was
making them stick to my ass and crotch, looked like sweat from a vigorous
run.  I tried to jog through the park on my way back home, but I was
exhausted and I could feel my asshole throbbing with every step.  Luckily,
I got home before my parents were home from work, so I was able to jump in
the shower and clean myself up a bit before they walked in.  Actually, as I
was gently soaping my abused asshole, I couldn't resist slipping first one
finger, then two inside to feel how loose and swollen my hole was, and how
it was still leaking cum.  Before I knew it, my dick was hard again and I
had to jack off thinking about my fuck in the park, before I could finish
my shower.

All that they heard about my run is that it was a pretty great workout, and
I was exhausted by the time I got home.