WARNING! This story contains graphic depictions of sexual activity between consenting adult males. If you are offended by such material, read no further. Also, if you are under legal age, in a state or community where such material is prohibited by law, or there is any other reason you shouldn't be reading this.. Don't!
Oh yes, I should also tell you that this is a work of fiction and imagination and any resemblance to any real life persons (other than myself) or actual events is purely coincidental, etc. etc.
Lunchtime Desserts
It was noontime and I just had to get out of that damned office for a while, so I drove over to the parking area on the lake where I usually go when I feel like doing some writing. My name is Peter and I am a `recreational author' of erotic stories. I say it that way, because it is so out of character for an otherwise very conservative senior manager in the finance and accounting division of a mid- sized chemical manufacturer. I'm married and have adult children, but I also enjoy the pleasure of another man when I can. Most often, however, I have to rely on my fantasies - a good man (who is similarly inclined) is so hard to find these days!
Anyway, here I am sitting in my car with my laptop, starting to write another story for the archives' and trying to conjure up a really sizzling hot image of what I'm wanting to describe to the reader. Right now the best I can do is only luke warm. What I really need is a good encounter' to relate, but where am I going to find one?
I've noticed before that this parking lot is used from time to time by guys who appear to be cruising. They park, get out of their cars, and walk around, eventually disappearing into the woods surrounding the lake. I've never tried it - my usual luck would be to try and pick up a guy, then find out he's a state trooper and get busted. Oh, well!!
Hey, now.the guy that just pulled up in that Jetta looks good! Yes, that looks real good. Would definitely like to try that one out. .but no way he's going to be `available'! . c'mon, guy, step out of your car so I can see the rest of you. Out.out I say.
Oh, yes.now get out from behind that damned door! Bingo! That is nice! Dark hair and eyes. Probably Italian. Nice body. What.maybe 6'1" or 6'2"? .and look at the size of those arms coming out of those sleeves! That white polo really sets off the tan and shows off those shoulders and pecs nicely too. .just wish those slacks weren't so loose! Can't see a damned thing down there!
Why don't you just reach down and scratch or adjust whatever's there. Maybe that'll make it show a little. The hands look fairly large - can't tell about the thumbs from this far, but the shoes are pretty good sized. C'mon, you hot stud, reach down and let me know there's something there!..
Hot damn! Right on cue. Now scratch it again. Looks like a pretty good handful. Yes! That does look might fine! .but that didn't look like an involuntary scratch.did it? Looked more like a lift-and-show. Yes, that was definitely a purposeful move. sort of an `inviting' move. See.he's doing it again!
I look up and make eye contact. He smiles. Holy shit! That baby is looking for something.and I definitely would like to be his `something'! I look back down at my laptop and . nothing. I'm too distracted now to think, but give me some time, I'm sure I can come up with a fantasy involving that delicious looking hunk over there.
"Beautiful day, isn't it?" I heard from my left. Holy shit !(again) He walked over here and I didn't even notice.
"Yes, it is. Great day to stay away from the office." I answered. "especially if I have something better to do with you," I thought to myself.
"What is this place? I just saw it from the road and decided to stop and check it out," he continued, as he stopped and stood beside my car.
"Just a park.as far as I know. I come here sometimes over my lunchhour and just sit and relax. It's very peaceful. Sometimes I do a little work, and sometimes I just put on some music and space-out."
"I saw the laptop.must be doing some work today."
"No.not really. Just do some writing as a hobby and was trying to come up with a new story-line."
"I'll bet if you took a nice walk around the lake, something just might come up," he said in an amused tone.
Did I hear a note of emphasis on the words `come up'? Am I reading things right? .or is it just too much wishful thinking?
"You know.that sounds like a good idea. You planning to walk? Mind if I join you?"
"Not at all. I really think it would be good to walk with someone. `Walk and talk', you know.has to be better than just wandering around the woods by oneself."
"Okay," I said as I opened my door and got out. "Where to?"
"Is there a trail down there somewhere?"
"I've seen some guys walk down and turn left near the edge of the water. I guess there must be some kind of trail down there. Guess we'll find out soon enough."
"Hi, ho. Hi, ho. .and all that. By the way, my name's Bill. What's your's?"
"Oh. it's Peter," I replied, reaching out to shake his hand. "You work around here?"
"Nah. I have a meeting in an hour or so right up the road. Saw the lake and parking lot and thought I'd just kill some time. You work near here?"
"A couple miles . maybe five . up and then east of here. So.whaddaya think of the Yankees this year? Think they'll make `the series' again?"
"Probably. Actually, I don't keep much track of sports. I'm in information technology' and when I'm not working, I'm usually reading up on new stuff or on my PC trying something out. Doesn't leave a lot of time for keeping in touch with the outside world'. Don't even watch the news that often. Too depressing anyway. Hey, there's the trail. Looks pretty well worn," he said as we turned onto it.
"Guess it is. when I've been here before, I've seen quite a few guys go walking down here. . You know, you sound like me.the `sports stuff'.that is. But I crunch numbers all day and by the time I get home, I'm brain dead, so I just assume the position of couch potato. Couple nights a week, I do get to the fitness center and try to keep from going completely to pot."
"Looks like you're pretty successful to me."
"I guess. At least I'm not hanging over my belt. I could stand to lose a few pounds, but somehow I just don't seem to be as motivated as I was twenty years ago."
"I do the same.when I can break away from my PC."
"You certainly seem to be doing pretty well at it. I don't see any love handles on you."
"You want to check it out and make sure?" he asked, not missing a beat or changing his tone.
".what?!?." I stammered.
"Check it out. You know.like I take my shirt off and you check out if I have any love handles."
".take your shirt off.and."
"C'mon, Peter. I saw you looking at me. Aren't you interested?"
"No shit! Are you suggesting.."
"Just as soon as we get a little deeper into the trees, I plan to fuck your ass, sweetheart."
"Holy shit! Is this for real?"
"You bet it is. There's something about you that makes me think you'd be a mean piece of ass, and I want to fuck you! That alright?"
"That's better than `alright'.that's incredible! .but I don't know if I can hold you. How big is it?"
"What difference does that make?"
"I don't do this very often, and I'm pretty tight. .and my family doctor is a personal friend and I don't need to go having to explain any tears or other evidences of invasion' there. That's why I asked. If you're too big, it ain't gonna happen..but if you're the right size, you're definitely on'!"
"Well, check it out and tell me. Is it okay?" he asked.
It took a couple seconds for it to sink in that, while I was talking, he must have opened his fly and pulled his cock out - because there it was! Hanging out through the vertical opening. And it was a beauty!! It looked about five inches long, fairly narrow, and .yes, Virginia there is a Santa Claus!.he was uncut!!
It was one of those where the foreskin doesn't quite cover the tip.and you can see the piss slit in the little opening. As I watched, he reached down with his right hand and peeled it back so that the bluish-pink head was fully exposed. It glistened in the sunlight from its own natural lubricants and appeared to be so smooth and slick - not the greyish pink and rough-textured surface that's so common with the cut ones like mine. There was just something about that beautiful prick that said: "let me slide between your cheeks and fill your man pussy!!" .and that's just what I intended it to do.
"Oh, boy! From what I see now, I'm gonna feel that baby deep up my ass!! I can hardly wait already!!"
"Calm down, guy. we've got plenty of time. I don't like to do these things too fast. Let's get a little further down the path."
Just at that point, the path made a slight turn to the left away from the lake edge and went into a dense thicket of shrub growth (.hell, I don't know.it was about five feet tall and had lots of leaves.and it wasn't poison ivy!). The place was ideal.
Bill moved off to the right of the trail into the bushes and turned to beckon me to follow. (Like he had to tell me to.right!) I was right behind him.
About ten feet in, he turned back to me again and reached out. I walked right up to him and reached down to take hold of that glorious cock, which was still hanging out of his fly. As soon as I touched it, I felt it start to expand and rise. I slowly stroked it a half dozen or so times, by which time it was nicely engorged and standing out almost parallel to the ground.
Why.it looked good enough to eat! So I did. I dropped down on my knees on the soft, leaf-covered ground, grabbed it with my right hand, and pointed it to my face. Interestingly, I noticed, it had extended to a good 8 inches, but had gained very little in girth. Before I actually took it into my mouth, I had to see that incredibly sexy sight of the foreskin peeling back and rolling forward again, so I pushed my hand back until it was stopped against his slacks.
As I did that, the skin that was now a quarter inch or so from the tip flattened out, clearly outlining the shape of the head beneath it, and then began to roll back letting more and more of the shiny head to come into view. Then it snapped behind the ridge at the back edge of the head, leaving it fully exposed. It looked so smooth and slick.and ready!
I almost dove forward on to it, but I still wanted to see more and enjoy the visual stimulations that I get from watching it. So I pulled my hand back toward my face and watched as the skin bunched up behind the back edge of the head and then abruptly popped over and began to cover it. This time as my hand came further forward, the skin passed the slit and, finally covering the entire head, made the little extra over-hang of skin beyond the tip.
I peeled it back again and pulled its cover back on a couple more times, luxuriating in the erotic pleasures it was giving me. Then, with it pulled fully forward, I put my lips against the spincter-like circle of skin at the end, opened them slightly, and touched it with my tongue. As I did, it pulsed and I felt the head swell and probe against my lips. Almost immediately I tasted a sweet, salty flavor that I quickly recognized. He had reacted to my probing tongue and delivered a drop of his pre-cum nectar.
On that I leaned forward and drove my lips over the head, pushing his foreskin ahead of them. I felt the smooth, silky surface of his uncovered head as it slipped through my lips and onto my tongue. It pulsed again and I tasted more of his sweet man dew.
Reaching up above my head, I began to fumble with his belt buckle. My eyes were closed, but I needed to get those annoying slacks out of my way! His hands quickly joined mine and suddenly I felt his pants slip down past my face. Now I could feel the wiry tickle of that little bit of his pubic hair that protruded through the fly of his shorts. I pushed in closer and breathed deeply to enjoy the manly aroma.
I moved my hands to his sides and inserted my fingers under the elastic waistband of his boxer shorts and began to pull them down. I backed off from his throbbing member long enough to pull the shorts past the obstruction of his steel- hard ramrod and down below his knees.
I opened my eyes and looked. WOW! What a nice set he had hanging there below that terrific, long lollipop! That dude was everything I had imagined - and, maybe, even more! I had to taste them too! So I turned my head to the side, and went in under his long, hard cock to those delicious looking balls. I stuck out my tongue and licked the right one, then twisted my head and took the left one into my lips and sucked it into my mouth. Damn! That was good!
My hands were on the backs of his thighs, just below his buns. As his left nut went into my mouth, I felt him tremble and the muscles in his legs went momentarily limp. He regained his stance before he fell, and spread his feet out to get more stability. That just opened those wonderful orbs that much more to me. I was in heaven!
I reached over my head with my right hand and took hold of his shaft again and began to stroke him above my head as I worked on his soft eggs. First the left, then to the right, then back to the left. Lips, tongue, and suck.
"Whoa, fella. let's make this last a little longer. I've still got some sweet ass to try on..right?" he said from above me. With that he bent over and grabbed my shoulders to pull me up to standing again. ".and don't you think it's time I got to see what goodies you have in there?"
"Not as nice as yours, I'm sorry to say.but they work.", I replied as I started to unfasten my own belt and slacks. By the time I was fully standing, they were loose and he helped me push them down. My own fully aroused joy rod was now sticking out through the fly of my boxers.
"Not too shabby," he said as he grabbed it with his hand. "Not bad at all. I thought you were going to have one of those five-inchers the way you were talking. This has to be over six.maybe even seven?"
"I never really measured it. I just guess from some comparisons that it's about six and a half."
".and I like them cut."
"Must be because you're not. I like them uncut, because I am, and that's more sexy to me.and you can do this," I said as I reached out, positioned his tip-to-tip with mine and then pulled his foreskin forward until it covered my head as well as his. "I really go for `docking'. That's such an incredible sensation!"
"I like that too. Maybe that's why I like a guy who's cut. When the other guy isn't, there's just too much loose skin in the game. Makes it confusing and sometimes down right difficult to do. I like it this way," he said as he reached down and began to stroke over the skin covered heads.
"That is damn fine!" he whispered hoarsely, ".but let's check out the rest." He let loose of the joined cockheads and reached up to my shoulders, turning me around so my back was to him. Then he reached down and guided his love muscle so that it was between my legs and rubbing on the back of my balls. I liked that too. He began to slowly move his hips so that his rod was driving in and out across the sensitive area between my balls and my ass. I gripped my legs tighter together to hold him there.
I began to imagine what it looked like down there.his foreskin being pulled back off the head as he pushed forward, then being rolled back over the head as he withdrew. Little by little I felt it moving easier in there as his natural lubricants were being released into the crevice.
I couldn't wait any longer!! I bent over slightly and reached back to pull my cheeks apart so he could find his target. He didn't waste any time. As soon as I was in position, he had pulled back until the end of his hot, slickened manhood was pressing against the winking pink entryway to my fuck chute. One good thrust and the head popped in! Oooohhhh, it was glorious!!!
Just as I had imagined. His narrow girth had made the entry almost painless. Now he was just waiting to get his steam up and let me adjust. He pressed forward, and slipped deep into me. As it moved inward, the head rode across the hot spot of my prostate and a shock wave traveled out to the end of my cock and up my spine!! I felt the pre-cum begin to flow from my piss-slit and then run back down the underside of my shaft onto my balls.
I straightened up and put my back against his chest. He wrapped his arms around my front and pulled me to him, whispering into my right ear, "I knew you were going to be good! Oh, baby, let me have that ass!"
I clamped my cheeks and internal muscles onto him as tightly as I could and then pulled my lower half slightly away from him causing him to partly withdraw. Then I pushed back against him, driving him even deeper into my soft, warm recesses. Pretty soon we had developed a good joint rhythm and I could feel his hot manhood filling me with its rigid pole. Again I was mentally imaging the movement of his foreskin off and then back over the head as he pushed in and pulled back.
In-and-out, in-and-out I felt him thrust his joystick. Every now and then, when he was pressed tightly against my backside, he would stop and work his hips side-to-side to wiggle himself inside me and let the walls of my love tunnel stroke the uncovered head of his pulsing ramrod.
When he did this, he would also lean forward and run his lips over the back and right side of my neck, moaning softly into my ear. "Oohh, you are so good! I haven't had a fuck like this that I can ever remember!" Then he would begin his rhythmic thrusts again.
Slowly, almost unnoticeably he began to increase both the speed and power of his attack. But pretty soon you could hear the sound as the front of his thighs slapped against the back of mine, and his abs clapped onto my butt cheeks. He moved his hands back down to grip me from the front at the hips and hold me steady against his rampant driving!
"OOOoooohhhh! Ooooooohhhh, yeeeesssssss!!" he started to whisper between clenched teeth. "Ooohhhh, baby! Oooooohhhhh, yessssss!! Ooooooh, yessss! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum! You want my juice up your ass, don't you!! That's where you want it! Right?!?"
"Ooooooohhh, yessss!" I replied. "Pleasssseee, give it to me! Fill my ass with your hot cum! Fill me `til I can't hold any more!! Oooooohhhh, yessssss! You feel ssoooooo goooooddddd!" I reached down and grabbed my own raging hard- on and began to pump!! It only took a couple seconds and I felt the incredible pressure develop under and behind my balls! Then it started to shoot!!! The first ropey string must have shot out a good four or five feet in front of me! "Oh! Oh! Oh! Now! Baby," I almost shouted. "Let your's go too! Let it go! Now! Oooohhhh, yeeeesssss!!"
As I said that, he slammed into me one more. This time he bent and spread his knees slightly so that he came up from under me. Simultaneously he slid his hands up my front until he could grab my shoulders and hold me down as he nearly lifted me right off the ground with the force of his thrust! Then he froze!!
Deep inside me I felt his already rock-hard member pulse and swell. Then with a final jump and jerk, it started to erupt its hot magma into my bowels. Five times it just pulsed and shot its load of fiery jizm into my hungry insides. I could feel it as it spewed onto the walls and then ran back down to envelope his raging tool head.
I just stood there stock still, enveloped in an aura of erotic heat, my entire world focused on the sensations in the pit of my being. Then I began to rock, working my internal muscles to milk every drop of his precious fluids into me. With that he slowly withdrew himself about half- way, then he pushed and pulled me back onto him, wriggling his lower half to drive it as deeply as he could go and to give the pleasure that would cause him to contract and flood me with yet another steamy sample of his lovers milk.
Three more times he did that until there was not a drop left inside his wonderful rod. There we stood now, breathing heavily, drained..him still holding onto my shoulders and still imbedded deep in me. I could feel his tool beginning to subside, but I kept a tight hold on it with my sphincter and internal muscles to keep in me as long as I could.
He kissed the back of my neck and whispered to me, "That was wonderful, babe. That was fucking wonderful!"
"You were pretty damned good yourself," I mumbled back. "We are definitely going to have to do this again!"
"You name the time, sweetheart.we'll be waiting."
"We?" I asked hestitatingly.
"Yeah.me.and the hooded snake here. You seemed to like him a lot."
"You bet! I like him a lot!!"
With that, he backed away and I felt his softened cock as it exited from the lips of my always hungry ass. I felt so empty now. I wanted him back in me again, but knew it couldn't happen right now.
I turned toward him and leaned forward to kiss him. He leaned in and our lips met. A couple quick kisses was all either of us could muster right now after that incredible climax. As we both reached down to pull our shorts and pants back up, his shirt came open and a gold medal swung out on its chain from around his neck. I almost collapsed on the spot! I recognized that inverted triangle that was dangling about a foot in front of my face! I could even make out the initials on it . STFA!
"You're a.a..a state trooper!?!" I stammered. "Oh, shit! What now?"
"Cool it, babycakes. I'm not planning to bust you. Maybe that's what I came here for to start with, but then I kinda got involved you might say.. And I'd like to do some more of that. I have a pretty flexible schedule, so it's really up to you. That is.we can meet when you can fit it into your schedule. When we get back to the cars, I'll give you my cell phone number. That okay?"
"That's better than okay', guy! That's fucking outstanding'!!"
As soon as our clothes were on and straight we began walking back along the trail we had used to come into the woods. As we passed one large growth of shrubs I could hear the unmistakable slurping sounds of someone getting a blow-job on the other side. Bill looked at me and smiled. Then he motioned me to stop and move over to the side of the pathway. Reaching into his pocket, he took out his wallet and flipped it open. Sure enough, there was his badge. He stepped through the thicket and I heard his voice saying, "This really isn't the place for such things, now is it fellows?"
It took about 10 seconds before the two guys that had been going at it in the bushes came rushing out and down the path. Then Bill reappeared, walking slowly back over to me. He leaned forward and gave me a quick kiss. "Sorry `bout that. I just couldn't resist." He said with a grin. "I really shouldn't have interrupted them - I wouldn't have liked that to happen to us - but sometimes I just can't help it. Besides, I'd rather this place have less traffic if we're going to use it.and if the word gets around that there are cops patrolling, well, we can have it pretty much to ourselves. Okay?"
"Sounds like a winner to me," I replied. "I hope we get to make lots of use of it. I do hope.."
Other Encounter stories by this author: "Mall Walking", "Warehouse Excursion", "Special Seminar", and "Moving Day". Also look in directory "Just Being Neighborly" under Adult Friends. Your notes and comments are gratefully accepted, so let me hear from you. CNJshore9 @ aol.com